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A pair of huge fleshy wings flapped rapidly on his back. King Moller didn't need to put in much effort, and his speed was as fast as lightning.
On his chest, there is a leadership badge.
This leadership badge is different from the ordinary Yasha clan leadership badge. There is an extra blood diamond on it, and the blood diamond shines with a terrifying light.
If there is a clan leader here, he will definitely recognize that this is the honorary leadership badge of the Yasha clan - the blood diamond leadership badge.
Not every Yaksha clan leader has the chance to become a blood diamond leader. There are only fifty blood diamond leaders in the entire Yaksha clan. If others want to become blood diamond leaders, they must have peerless force. This is very important. Without this,
At one point, don’t even think about it, because you directly don’t meet the conditions.
In the human race, there is actually an honorary leadership badge. Of course, it is not a blood diamond leadership badge, but a purple and gold leadership badge.
Currently, the entire human race and demon race combined have about fifty-four purple gold commanders, which is slightly more than the blood diamond commanders of the Yaksha clan.
"Commander, more than nine million miles away on the left front, there is a team of a thousand people, they are from the human race."
Behind King Moller, a King Yaksha wearing silver armor flew over.
"A human team of a thousand people?" King Moller raised his eyebrows and said, "You lead a team of 700 people to kill them and entangle them. I will lead my troops to surround them on all sides."
King Moller not only possesses super powerful force, but also has great commanding ability. He knows that if he kills five thousand people with great fanfare, the other party will definitely escape. If he sends a team of one thousand people, the probability of the other party's escape is not low. It is estimated to be no less than
Fifty percent, everyone knows that their Yasha tribe is powerful in combat, and their average quality is even better than that of the Demon tribe. Therefore, a team of 700 people is just right, not too small, but not so much that the opponent does not even have the courage to fight.
, run away directly.
"yes!"
Immediately, King Yaksha in Silver Armor selected seven hundred people to come out and chased the human team.
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"Dadu Tong, there is a team of Yaksha tribe coming over, numbering about seven hundred."
A centurion came to inform.
"King of Seven Hundred Yakshas."
The majority of this human army is an old man in purple. Hearing this, a slight smile appeared on his face, "Meet them and prepare everyone for battle."
"yes!"
The centurion retreated.
…
For an ordinary king in the realm of life and death, more than nine million miles can be reached in more than forty breaths. After a while, the two sides could see each other.
"Humans, you are dead, kill!"
Most of the Yaksha tribe leaders held their spears high, raised their spears high, led their men and horses to speed up again, and suddenly rushed over.
"You guys, if you don't stay in your nest, you'll run out and die!"
The old man in purple gave a loud shout and led his men and horses to meet them.
Boom boom boom boom…
The two sides began to attack each other even though they were tens of thousands of miles apart. The brilliant stream of light was like a meteor shower. It shot out for free, and the scene was extremely spectacular.
A human soldier or a Yaksha soldier was shattered to pieces, but more soldiers came up. In the end, the two sides collided, setting off waves of 'turbulent waves'.
"Crush the tornado!"
The weapons of the old man in purple were two huge scimitars. His body rotated, and the scimitars rotated with it. The next moment, a tornado formed by a ball of sword light blasted towards the four Yaksha soldiers in front.
Puff puff!
The four Yaksha soldiers were instantly twisted into blood mist and turned into nothingness.
"Old man, suffer death."
Most of the Yaksha tribe laughed ferociously, and suddenly struck down with a spear. The three human soldiers in front exploded, and the spear light remained, and they attacked the purple-clothed old man.
"Afraid of you."
The old man in purple split the spear light with one strike.
The battle was very fierce, dozens of breaths passed, and hundreds of soldiers on both sides died.
What the old man in purple didn't know was that enemies were surrounding him from all directions. There were 800 Yaksha soldiers to the east, 1,200 Yaksha soldiers to the west, a thousand Yaksha soldiers to the north, and 1,300 Yaksha soldiers to the south.
The dragnet silently blocked the battlefield.
To the east, King Mohler led eight hundred Yaksha soldiers to fly at full speed.
"More than a hundred soldiers died. It really embarrasses our Yasha clan."
King Mohler sensed that more than a hundred people from the Yasha tribe had died, and was a little annoyed.
The Yaksha tribe values bravery and must win cleanly whether it is an individual battle or a group battle. In King Moller's opinion, seven hundred Yaksha tribe soldiers should have a certain advantage against a thousand human soldiers.
After another dozen breaths, King Moller was finally able to see both sides of the fierce battle.
"Kill me!"
King Moller roared, the sound waves rolling.
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
From all directions, Yaksha soldiers poured into the battlefield like a tide. There were too many of them, a total of 4,300, while there were less than 900 human soldiers on the field. There was a huge gap.
"not good."
The expression of the old man in purple changed, but he was not panicked, just a little surprised and caught off guard.
"Everyone, hold on."
The voice of the old man in purple was extremely firm.
"Tell me, how do you fight?" The silver-armored Yaksha King, who was fighting against the purple-clothed old man, sneered, and his offensive became more and more fierce.
However, just when he thought that this human team had become a trapped beast, the cry of killing suddenly came from all directions again. This was definitely not the cry of killing from the Yaksha tribe, because the Yaksha tribe only had a total of 5,000 troops, and it was impossible to have so many more.
More shouts of killing, but if it’s not the Yaksha clan, then who is it?
"Haha, our large army is here."
The old man in purple laughed heartily, and his heart dropped again.
"Kill all these birdmen, kill them!"
From all directions, four thousand human soldiers gathered around, their shouts of killing were earth-shattering and murderous. The leader was also the commander, but a human commander. He was a middle-aged swordsman with a Chinese character face, wearing a silver robe, but he
His brows furrowed slightly, as if he felt that the situation was difficult to control.
In fact, the thousand men and horses led by the old man in purple were originally part of his men and horses. They were separated to serve as bait to attract the enemy's attention, while the large troops surrounded them on all sides. Although this plan was simple, it was very effective.
Tried and tested in the Xuanwu Ruins, but he didn't expect that what they encountered was not a small army, but a team of 5,000 people like them, and the other party chose a combat plan similar to his. They would first use 700 Yaksha tribesmen.
The soldiers act as the vanguard, and the large troops cover on all sides.
The situation on the battlefield is a bit ridiculous. In the center, there are more than a thousand human and Yaksha soldiers fighting fiercely. On the outside, more than 4,000 Yaksha soldiers are surrounding them. On the outermost edge, there are 4,000 human soldiers. In total, there are three soldiers.
layer, completely surrounding the original battlefield, and no one could escape.
Such a chaotic situation made everyone no longer optimistic, and a tragic atmosphere filled the air.
Boom boom boom!
The war between five thousand people against five thousand people is not comparable to that of one thousand people against seven hundred people. The scene is magnificent and bizarre, like a shocking abstract painting, and everyone present is like a person in this abstract painting.
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As a leader, the silver-robed swordsman naturally has strong military power. The thick nine-ringed sword in his hand is like a giant ax that opened up the world. Wherever he strikes, the Yaksha soldiers will fall down. In a short time, he will die.
There are already more than thirty Yaksha soldiers on hand, and the number is still rising.
But compared with King Moller, he is still far behind.
King Moller's meteor hammer was a terrifying weapon. As long as he swung it forward, at least several human soldiers would be directly killed or thrown away by the strong force. Then he held the chain tightly and swung it hard,
The chained meteor hammer immediately resembled a death scythe, harvesting lives on the field. In a short period of time, as many as eighty human soldiers died in his hands.
"Go back to me."
The silver-robed swordsman saw a bloody war hammer reaping the lives of the soldiers. He drew his sword boldly and struck the bloody hammer with one strike.
boom!
What surprised the silver-robed swordsman was that although his sword split the bloody war hammer, the sword light he emitted was also shattered by the shock, and the sword light curled back.
"So strong?"
The silver-robed swordsman raised his head and looked along the chain.
What came into view was a Yaksha King whose skin was no different from that of a human being and who was incredibly strong. His right hand was holding an egg-thick iron chain, and his left hand caught the bloody war hammer.
Suddenly, the silver-robed swordsman's face turned pale, and his eyes were fixed on the commander's badge on the opponent's chest. The blood-colored diamond was so eye-catching.
"It's the blood diamond leadership badge."
The silver-robed swordsman turned around and wanted to run away. He could not be the opponent of the Blood Diamond Commander. There were only about fifty Blood Diamond Commanders of the Yaksha Clan, and each of them was as powerful as the Emperor-Conferred King of the Seventh Heaven Realm of Life and Death. In other words,
, they have the strength of the War Emperor, among the human leaders, only the Purple Gold Commander can compete with the Blood Diamond Commander.
"Can you run away?"
He held the iron chain tightly with his right hand and swung it a few times. King Moller let out a low shout and swung out the blood-red war hammer. With a crackling sound, the blood-red hammer shadow was mixed with a terrifying arc of electricity and struck heavily on the back of the silver-robed swordsman.
Crackling!
The silver-robed swordsman was torn into pieces and immediately burned to ashes.
The second level of extreme martial arts——Blood Thunder Hammer!
"What, the commander is dead!"
"Impossible, how is this possible!"
When the surrounding human soldiers saw this scene, their minds went blank.
It has to be said that when fighting on the battlefield, the general is the spiritual support of the soldiers. Once the general falls, the spiritual support of the soldiers collapses. At this time, if there is no manpower to turn the tide, there is only death waiting for them, although everyone is in a state of life and death.
The psychological quality of kings is not that bad, but on such a tragic battlefield, they are no different from ordinary people.
"Your commander is dead, at the hands of me, King Moller."
King Moller shouted loudly, which shocked the entire audience.
"Ouch!"
The human soldiers were in mourning, and the Yaksha soldiers roared wildly, boosting their morale.
"King Moller, long time no see."
At this moment, a strange army joined the battlefield. This strange army was equipped with seven sharp swords and was invincible. No one of the Yaksha soldiers blocking the road could hold on for half a breath. (To be continued)