On the huge battlefield, the meat grinder of war was turning indifferently and without mercy, taking away miserable howls and countless living lives.
Blue blood spreads all over the battlefield, adding a touch of eerie color to it.
Looking at the battlefield like a sea of corpses, the leader of the West Asia Dynasty and the lord of Xihai City, Sipopoli's face was a little pale. Although he tried his best to hide it, the trembling weapons revealed the fear in his heart.
Looking at an army somewhere on the battlefield, it was his own personal soldier that he had worked hard for decades to create. However, his only army was divided between the Western Emperor and the Western Emperor.
After the super "old man" came, he had no choice but to devote himself honestly and serve as a glorious vanguard for the great dynasty...
There were originally 30,000 personal soldiers, but now... Looking up at his personal soldiers, Sipopoli beat his chest heartbrokenly, "Thirty thousand, damn, now there are less than 3,000 left."
Already...
When Sipopoli was beating his feet and chest, feeling very upset, a small blue conch around his neck suddenly made a low whine...
Hearing the sound of the conch, Sipopoli was stunned, and then quickly realized that this was the temporary retreat order issued by the two "old men" above. His arms danced rapidly, and he shouted to the messenger beside him:
"Blow the trumpet and retreat."
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"Woo...Woo..."
The low sound of the horn resounded loudly on this battlefield. As the sound of the horn gradually died down, all the sergeants of the West Asia Dynasty quietly breathed a sigh of relief and seemed to flow back like a tide.
As they retreated, countless soldiers did not forget to cast a stunning glance at the beautiful figure standing proudly on the fortress wall...
Looking coldly at the retreating West Asian army, Jing'er waved her slender little hands gently and shouted softly: "Clean up the city wall, closely monitor every move of the West Asian army, and prepare war consumables."
Under the calm command of the Valkyrie Jing'er, the Beihai Dynasty is making preparations for another battle in an orderly manner.
The battlefield, which was originally a noisy battlefield, slowly began to fall into a strange silence. Countless troops from both sides glared at each other with hatred from a long distance apart.
Countless eyes were moving. In the end, their eyes rested blazingly on two places above the void. That was the key place that ultimately decided the outcome of the war...
Looking at the ripples of space sweeping across the void like water waves, Jing'er's dark eyebrows furrowed lightly, and her slender little hands covered with sweat were clenched tightly without even realizing it.
The space fragments in the void that were constantly breaking and healing made Jing'er, who was extremely confident, feel a faint sense of powerlessness in her heart. The destructive power of the saint-level powerhouse was really too huge... so big that even
To the point where he can single-handedly control the outcome of the entire huge battlefield...
"Holy order..." A bitter smile emerged from the corner of his mouth, Jing'er sighed and shook her head, "This is a super weapon that should not appear on the battlefield..."
"I don't know what happened to those two supreme beings. They disappeared for hundreds of years... without the deterrence of the supreme beings. Those powerful saint-level men with evil intentions are always unwilling to practice silently and want to come out and dance. It's really fucking
It's so annoying." A low voice of curse came from behind.
"Second brother, can't you be more careful what you say?" Jing'er said helplessly as she turned around and looked at the blood-covered man like Bodi.
"What are you afraid of? Those two... don't know if they are still alive or not. There is nothing to be afraid of." Bodi took the brocade handed to him by the sergeant beside him, rubbed it on his face, and muttered dissatisfiedly.
Rolling her eyes at him, Jing'er waved her little hand, and the clear water appeared faintly in front of her. The water flowed around Bodiban's body, washing away all the blood stains on his body. After doing all this, Jing'er shook her head lightly.
He shook his head. Without saying a word, he turned around and focused his gaze on the two places above the void where space collapsed the fastest.
"Hehe, don't worry, Grandpa and Mr. Liu Feng will definitely win." Bo Diban, whose heart was warmed by Jing'er's considerate actions, walked forward and comforted with a smile... However, although it was comfort, but
His constantly drifting gaze revealed the uneasiness in his heart.
"I hope...the hope of the Beihai Dynasty lies with them." Jing'er took a deep breath, suppressed the anxiety, and gradually regained her composure...
The battle above the void continued. Although no one could see anyone below, they could clearly see the collapsed space, and their eyes followed the most intense point of the space collapse.
"boom."
A low muffled sound resounded in the void, and along with the sound, a black shadow fell rapidly from the void, hitting the battlefield hard, bringing up a burst of yellow dust...
"Wow..."
Seeing the black shadow being shot down, countless soldiers took a breath of cold air, and each one raised their neck to the longest position, trying to see clearly which side of the Holy Order... was hit so hard first...
Just when everyone was looking forward to it, a white shirt appeared faintly in the sky above the place where the black shadow fell, and his indifferent eyes gently swept through the yellow dust...
"It's Mr. Liu Feng..." Looking at the familiar thin body, Jing'er was overjoyed, her beautiful eyes staring at the white shirt without blinking.
As if aware of her gaze, Bai Ying turned his head slightly, faced the city wall, and smiled.
"Oh...Master Liu Feng..."
"The Beihai Dynasty will definitely win..."
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Cheers rang loudly in the Beihai Fortress, and eyes that were so hot that they were almost crazy were fixed on the pale white shirt in the void.
Compared to the joyous cheers of the Beihai Dynasty, the city of Xihai was lonely. Countless sergeants looked at each other and saw a look of disbelief in the eyes of their companions... The one who was shot down turned out to be the undefeated God of War in the dynasty... Xihai
Your Majesty...
On the battlefield, the yellow dust gradually dissipated, and a embarrassed figure appeared in the sight of countless people. It was Liu Feng's opponent, the Western Emperor...
Looking at the young man in the void with resentment, Xihuang couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood again, and sprinkled it on the yellow earth in front of him, adding a bright dark blue color to it...
Feeling the numbness and weakness of his arms caused by the collision of forces, Xihuang's heart was horrified... The sudden surge of power on the weird weapon just now made him unable to defend himself in time, and he was severely beaten with the weapon and the man.
Slashing down the void... Touching the painful waist, Xihuang felt a little scared. If he didn't have the only sea silkworm gold armor among the royal family, the sword just now, I'm afraid he would have to directly
Got cut in half...
"Which clan are you from? I have lived for hundreds of years, and I have never heard anyone say that among the powerful people of any clan of the Sea Clan, there are people with such weird fighting spirit... Or maybe you are not from the Sea Clan at all?
"Xihuang glanced at Liu Feng's body suspiciously, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said coldly.
Putting the "Long Lock" lightly on his shoulders, Liu Feng glanced at the suspicious Western Emperor. A coldness flashed across his dark pupils, and he smiled and said: "You talk too much nonsense. I told you
, I will make you the second saint-level strongman to fall in my hands."
Xihuang snorted coldly, but he did not dare to say anything like "you are too arrogant". After the confrontation just now, he knew that if he did not have some life-saving tricks, he would probably be killed by him... But
, It's a pity... The body suddenly trembled violently, and the huge dark blue fighting energy turned into a huge dark blue horse and rose into the sky amidst the roar of the Western Emperor... The originally tall body soared three feet, becoming like a
Like a giant, terrifying in power...
After the transformation, the head that was originally a human gradually transformed into a ferocious evil shark head. The sharp white teeth shone with a cold light, and the slender eyes shot out intimidatingly.
The chill...
He turned his palm slightly, and two slender black spikes similar to sharp diamonds flashed in his palm. On the black spikes, there were faint golden lines, intertwining like golden snakes to create an inexplicable...
The mysterious pattern...
"Boy, you can force me to change into my own fighting form, which makes you proud."
Feeling the pleasure brought by the powerful power in his body, Xihuang was so relieved that he looked up to the sky and shouted coldly at the white shirt in the void.
"Shark?" Liu Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, shook his head, and said with a chuckle: "There are really ugly ones."
"Boy, I will tear off all the flesh on your body one by one. When the time comes, will you see if your mouth is still so sharp?" Xihuang tightened the black spikes in his hand and said ferociously.
"I have great ideas and wishes, but I am an idiot..." Liu Feng had a kind smile on his face, but the words he spat out were extremely harsh and mean...
The ugly shark head of the Western Emperor was covered with iron green, and on the dark spikes, dark blue fighting spirit surged out. He stamped his toes on the ground, and with the sound of the ground sinking, a deep pit appeared on the wide battlefield.
, bringing up the dust in the sky...
With the help of Huang Chen's cover, Xihuang instantly appeared in the void, fighting energy pouring out from his body, and he faced the young man in white shirt standing with a smile on his face from a distance...