The red and black dragon scales with black iron mountain characters set off his cold eyes, just like the ice hanging on the steep mountain peaks in the cold moon in the middle of winter.
Under the fluttering cloak, the two beast-swallowing shoulders are even more ferocious, and the fierce fighting spirit emanating from the inside is no less than that of the three-headed monster dragon clawing and roaring.
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Chen Tianshou stood proudly with his sword, looking directly at the cruising demon dragon. When he was a hundred steps away, the smell of water emitted by the demon dragon was already lingering on the tip of his nose.
He was not timid at all, he tiptoed lightly and moved his sword like a bolt of lightning.
Wow!
Chen Tian and the Yao Jiao passed by each other, and Fengan's long sword let out a low whistle. In an instant, he was in front of Zhao Pingshan, with the tip of the sword pointed directly at his throat.
This scene was like a surprise.
Zhao Pingshan didn't react at all, his eyes still stayed on the Wuhun Demon Jiao, and saw that after it fluttered for a hundred feet, its momentum was not reduced, and it was still ready to turn around and open its bloody mouth to Chen Tian again.
But right now.
The demon dragon suddenly stopped, and the three heads looked at each other, then suddenly fell to the ground without warning, raising a large amount of sand and dust.
Before the sand and dust had cleared, Zhao Pingshan looked over Chen Tian's shoulder and suddenly found a wound on the side of the Wuhun Demon Jiao. It was as thin as a line, but it had obviously injured the ribs, and the majestic spiritual power rushed out instantly.
Like a tide.
The next moment.
The martial soul demon dragon suddenly turned into powder.
Seeing this, the 20,000 Yongtai Army and Nanxiang Army immediately burst into cheers and cheers. The sound surged and resounded on both sides of the river. It was even more powerful than the more than 700,000 Yin Allied Forces.
"Breaking defenses and killing dragons! Shocking the past and present! Mighty!"
"Breaking defenses and killing dragons! Shocking the past and present! Mighty!"
At the end of the shouting, the soldiers simply shouted the word "mighty", which excited people's hearts more and more and dispersed the night sky.
Zhao Pingshan was pulled back to consciousness by Canglang's loud shout, and was finally shocked to realize that Chen Tian had already killed him in front of him, and the shiny sword reflected the fearful look on his face.
He was so frightened that he subconsciously shrank his head and rolled to the left, stabbing upward diagonally.
But Chen Tian didn't even look at this hasty blow, and the blade of the sword slashed straight towards Zhao Pingshan's hands along the blade, forcing him to let go.
But it wasn't over yet. After Chen Tian caught the three-pointed and two-edged sword, he pulled the sword back. The sharp edge of the sword burst out with cold light again, and with one blow, he cut off Zhao Pingshan's crown and tassel, causing his hair to become disheveled.
Zhao Pingshan escaped two fatal blows, but before he could rejoice, he suddenly felt his body light up, and saw the remaining armor peeling off and falling to the ground, falling into pieces.
It’s over!
Dead!
Not only do you have no weapons, but now you even have no helmet or armor. Can you still block the next attack?
Zhao Pingshan suddenly regretted that he should not have fought one-on-one with Chen Tian. The two thousand Anvil Camp soldiers behind him were so powerful. He should not regret it!
But the severe pain that pierced his heart and lungs as he expected did not come. Instead, he was lifted up high by the sword pole, flew ten feet, and was finally kicked in the waist and abdomen with great force. He rolled all the way back to the Anvil Camp, knocking over three or four rows of soldiers.
Just stopped.
Chen Tian stood upright with his feet closed, and slowly inserted the sword back into his waist. Holding the three-pointed two-edged sword in his left hand, he picked up the dented helmet and shouted in a deep voice to the more than 700,000 Yin clan's coalition forces:
"Are you coming to make trouble?"
"Send your name!"
All the troops were silent, and there was no more sound from the huge military formation, leaving Chen Tian standing alone, like a god of war.
"Mighty! Mighty!"
"Mighty! Mighty!"
Yongtaijun did not dare to answer when he saw the opponent, but was suddenly calmed down by his own coach. Suddenly there was a roar and a tsunami, and then bursts of cheers broke out.
Chen Tian returned to the camp calmly, but halfway there, a roar suddenly sounded out of thin air: "How dare you underestimate the heroes of the world!"
This man was none other than Yin Fei, the pioneer of Fenwu. He had been besieged earlier and was in such a state of embarrassment that he was forced to almost commit suicide during the subsequent night attack.
If Wang Xiuge hadn't carried him off the cliff, he would have died on Daigui Mountain and become a corpse long ago.
Later, while escaping, he met Zhao Yutang's men, and he suddenly learned the news that Chen Tian had been unable to mobilize his spiritual power and was nothing more than a useless person.
This made Yin Fei feel that he had been teased and humiliated, and his anger had nowhere to vent. Now that he saw Chen Tian stealing the limelight, he felt evil for a moment.
Zhao Pingshan in the Lingxiao realm was defeated by Chen Tian. Will he still be defeated by Chen Tian in the Lingtai realm?
It must be impossible!
With a cold arrow shot out, Yin Fei rushed out of the military formation and slashed with his sword.
However, Pang Xingyun had already noticed the situation on the field. After firing an arrow to knock down the sneak attack, he waved the flag: "Calibrate three hundred steps, release!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a cloud of arrows rained out like a flood, overwhelming Yin Fei.
The two armies have been confronting each other for a long time, and anxious emotions have permeated the hearts of every soldier. Now that they saw the rain of arrows fluttering, they immediately went into battle. The largest battle in the northern region of Cangxi immediately started on the Makino tidal flat.
Yin Fei was hit by several arrows and was immediately shot into a hedgehog. He was dragged back to the Anvil Camp covered in blood. After that, a group of servants who were selected as cannon fodder were immediately rushed to the battlefield.
Swords and spears are like a forest, and soldiers and horses are like a sea.
The originally vast Makino tidal flat was now filled with soldiers. Under the trampling of thousands of feet, layers of silt rolled like excrement, and the smell was terrible.
However, the Yongtai army did not engage the enemy. Instead, they retreated ten feet, revealing 30,000 Guigen terracotta warriors.
"Array up!"
"charge!"
Pang Xingyun had learned how to use the Royal Jue Bagua copper plate early. As he gave instructions, the Guigen warriors stood close to each other and stretched their swords vertically to form a line of death defense.
As soon as they made contact with the enemy, clouds of scarlet blood mist immediately erupted, and the broken limbs and broken arms fell one after another, as if it were raining down.
The Guigen Terracotta Warriors are very capable of drilling holes. The cannon fodder section was instantly shattered into a pulp after being captured. Apart from the bright red color all over the ground, no trace could be found.
Even though they tried their best to break the terracotta warriors before, they were horrified to find that the runes on the terracotta warriors were constantly flashing and absorbing sand and stone to repair their bodies, turning into ghosts that could not be killed no matter what.
The Makino tidal flat suddenly turned into a hell on earth, with howls and cries that shook the sky. The sun was so frightened that it couldn't bear to look anymore and slowly fell into the western mountains.
Yin Jianyuan had previously heard from the local masters who had returned from the cave and mentioned the clay mercenaries in Yongtai City. At that time, he thought they were just dull fighting puppets with no real potential.
But I never expected that the scale would be so exaggerated, and the combat power would be far stronger than that of ordinary infantry.
"No wonder Chentian only has 20,000 soldiers and horses, but he dares to go to the front line and launch an attack on the 700,000 coalition troops." Yin Jianyuan said slowly.
He doesn't care about these five thousand cannon fodders. He has many living people. If he casually issues a recruitment order from Pingmuguan, fifty thousand cannon fodders will only last for a moment.
Now he tested the combat power level of Gui Tuigen Terracotta Warriors. He calmed down a little and waved his hand to summon Yin Jiancheng:
"Brother, do you have a good plan to defeat the enemy?"
"Just these tattered clay rubbles?" Yin Jiancheng said disdainfully, "The last general is willing to rise into the sky and kill all Chen Tian's men!"
Finished speaking.
Yin Jiancheng placed the command flag behind his back, and the five-color flag fluttered like a rainbow. As soon as he waved it, the originally peaceful griffin army rose up from the ground, creating a mighty storm.
The wingspan of a griffon was ten feet long. Nine hundred griffons soared into the sky, like a curtain of sky, and the howling wind broke the trees and swept across the battlefield.