"Why do we need to remember each other's faces? On the battlefield, the situation is changing rapidly. Wouldn't it be easier to listen to each other's voices and identify each other's clothes?" A young supernatural power user from Yankang asked.
Seeing that his face still looked childish, the scar-faced veteran smiled and said, "You don't distinguish between friend and foe on the battlefield, but after the war."
He didn't elaborate.
Qin Mu knew the meaning of his words. Comrades remembered each other's faces in order to clean the battlefield and find corpses after the war.
This was too shocking to say, so the veteran did not elaborate.
The war in southern Xinjiang is already very urgent. New recruits like them originally had to train for three to five months to get to know each other before they could go to the battlefield.
However, Huo Tianzun's forces occupied the southern territory, and their offensive was too tight, resulting in a shortage of soldiers in southern Xinjiang. Many university scholars joined the army one after another. The losses on the front line were too great, and these scholars had no time to hone their skills before going to the battlefield.
Compared with Nantian under the rule of Huo Tianzun, the number of magical powers and gods in Yankang is still too small, and one soldier can only be used as ten.
The flag was waving in the sky, and the soldiers stood up one after another, looking up at the flag. Just now there was the sound of the clash of armor, but now except for the sound of the flag flying in the sky, all sounds were gone.
After a while, the first drum beat sounded, and ships took off one after another. The bronze beasts on the bottom of the ships spewed out streams of flames, and speeding cars raced on the ground. The sound suddenly became noisy.
Those flying cars ran for hundreds of feet on the ground, the wheels gradually left the ground, and each flying car took off into the air. The people with magical powers on the flying cars were full of energy. There were large and small swords and pills in front of everyone.
"Don't move yet, that's not the flag of our infantry." The scar-faced veteran said nervously.
His eyes were still paying close attention to the large army in the air, and among the tens of thousands of flying boats, the speed in the air was not very fast. However, opposite them, the army from Nantian was already coming like a tide.
The human supernatural power users and gods in the southern sky and the demigod supernatural power users and gods were divided into two camps. The human race was at the forefront, and the army of demigods was behind.
Those demigods are tall and powerful, and are born with all kinds of strange phenomena. In front of the army are the large ships in the south. There are more and bigger ships, and the whole body is made of divine gold. The bows are made into Suzaku or
The form of the nine-headed phoenix.
That's an old ship from Heaven.
Nantian's army has no flying chariots.
When the armies of both sides were still three hundred miles apart, the Yankang army in the north opened fire first. A Zun Yuan Cannon on the building gathered energy, and beams of light shot through the sky, drawing out a series of magnificent lights, making the battlefield a blur.
It's getting dark!
It was because the light of the cannon light was too bright, causing the sun in the sky to lose its brilliance, and other places suddenly appeared dark.
In the rear, there were waves of uneasy restlessness among the infantry.
Suddenly the drumbeat of the infantry sounded, and the vanguard troops in the front began to move out. As the drumbeats became more and more intense, the supernatural beings in the vanguard began to run wildly, galloping forward ten steps with one drum!
This restlessness quickly spread to the troops where Qin Mu and others were, and the veteran shouted loudly: "You guys, please don't run around, don't crowd into crowded places! Try to spread out! Remember, don't be with us.
You went too far, thirty feet, at most thirty feet!"
They started running.
Ahead, buildings and ships fell from the sky dragging flames, hitting the ground and bursting into huge fireballs, followed by explosions of sound and air waves, surging in all directions!
The warships and tower ships at the front have been in close contact. Although the firepower of Nantian's tower ships is not as good as that of Yankang, they are made of divine gold and have great wealth. Each tower ship can withstand the bombardment of artillery fire. Although it was hit.
They came down a lot, but they rushed within the firing range of their own side despite the cannon light, and immediately opened fire!
Southern Xinjiang was still dark, and the ships on both sides were turning, speeding, and crossing up and down in the air. The hulls of Yankang's tower ships were still a little thinner, and they were not that wealthy, and many tower ships were bombarded.
At this time, speeding cars criss-crossed from behind the large ships and rushed towards the battlefield. They nimbly avoided the gunfire of the opponent's large ships and rushed towards the enemy camp.
Suddenly a great spiritual consciousness burst out: "Flying swords wash the ground!"
Qin Mu and others who were running behind looked up and saw millions of flying swords pouring down from the speeding cars. The slanting sword light was like a downpour ahead, washing the ground for more than a hundred miles in an instant.
!
A god rose up from the ship in the south sky, killing the flying cars, and the gods from Yankang flew forward to intercept them. The magical power of the gods in the sky fell from time to time. No matter where it landed, people were everywhere jumping on their backs.
Facing the gods, the strength of the supernatural beings is still too weak and insignificant, and they can only rely on luck.
The infantry of both sides are still running wildly. Now, the infantry have not entered the stage of head-on confrontation, but the ground is already littered with corpses.
Suddenly someone next to Qin Mu tripped over a corpse on the battlefield. Qin Mu was about to stop, but saw that the person had been submerged by the torrent of supernatural powers.
"Be careful with the sword!" the scar-faced veteran shouted loudly.
call out--
A ray of sword light shot out from the front and flew past them. Someone behind them had no time to dodge and was immediately shot through, sending their bodies flying high into the air.
Boo hoo hoo——
The sword rays gradually became denser. The front had reached the battlefield. The number of Qin Mu's group was still intact. Only the young scholar who had fallen behind just now was missing. The nine people rushed forward with all their strength. Suddenly, it seemed like an instant
Hitting a dense forest made of flesh and blood, there are enemies everywhere!
"Get up and fight forward!" the veteran shouted loudly.
The magicians activated the sword pills one by one, and the sword pills disintegrated into pieces of flying swords. The veteran shouted loudly: "Control the distance between each other. The range of the sword's power is fifteen feet! Don't exceed this distance!"
They rushed forward. Qin Mu only had a sword in his hand, but his steps were extremely fast. He came and went like wind and lightning. He raised and dropped the sword with a simple and agile move. Whether it was breaking the enemy's formation or breaking the enemy's magical power, it was easy with the palm of his hand.
When the veteran saw him holding a knife, he couldn't help but be slightly startled: "He is a master of combat skills."
He said loudly: "Don't be afraid of the other side. The sword skills and magical powers of the little bastards from Nantian are not as good as ours. Our sword skills and magical powers were developed by two generations of national masters! The sword skills you have learned, learn from them."
The magical powers I have obtained are all top-notch!"
The battlefield is getting darker and darker, and there are more and more enemies. Qin Mu advances and retreats with his sword, left and right, fifteen feet in length and width, and I am invincible among the fifteen feet.
He can even support other people in his team and help them kill powerful enemies.
They entered the siege, still like sails breaking through the waves, leading more Yankang supernatural power users to rush forward.
There were flags flying in the sky. General Yankang, who was in charge of this war zone, saw the momentum of their team with sharp knives, and immediately waved the flag and mobilized several flying cars to support from the air.
The speeding car roared towards us, and countless sword lights shot through the enemies coming from all directions.
Qin Mu and others moved forward hard, and the pressure was getting bigger and bigger. They had lost count of the number of enemies who had died in their hands. Suddenly, they suddenly felt the pressure lighten. They looked around, but they were surprised and happy.
It was discovered that they had actually broken out of the tight siege and cut off the enemy in half!
Behind them were countless magical practitioners from Yankang, following them to break out of the encirclement and cut open the human army in the south.
The Nantian army that was cut into pieces by them has already shown chaos, and the chaos is spreading like a plague. As long as the enemy army is cut into several pieces, an encirclement and suppression force can be formed.
"Look ahead!"
Suddenly a young supernatural power user trembled: "What's in front..."
Everyone looked up one after another, and the bloody smiles on their faces froze. They saw an army composed of countless southern demigods, stretching for thousands of miles. Countless tall ancient beasts appeared in their army without making any sound.
Those golden armors are so eye-catching that these Nantian demigods are much more powerful than the Nantian human army just now.
Around Qin Mu and the others, more and more Yankang supernatural power users penetrated the enemy formation and came to the vicinity. Gradually, the number of people increased, but everyone fell silent, froze in place, and did not rush forward.
They were shocked.
"Tui Nan Emperor's divine soldiers are here!"
Suddenly, a thick voice came from the demigod camp on the opposite side, and two giant beasts were seen screaming, struggling to move their thick legs and feet, pulling a huge sacred car towards the front of the formation. On the car was a huge pagoda.
The pagoda has nine layers, filled with flames.
The Southern Emperor's Divine Weapon.
The Northern Emperor's divine weapon is the Five Thunder Pot, and the Southern Emperor's divine weapon is the Flame Tower.
This tower was refined from the ancestral land of the Southern Emperor, the Nine-layer Sacred Fire Altar, by collecting the flames from all over the world. Before the Yankang Tribulation, the divine soldiers of the Southern Emperor fell into Yankang.
The power of this divine weapon explodes, and the flames are more than ten thousand miles away. It is enough to refine everything.
"Back off!" someone trembled.
At this time, there was no sound of ringing gold, but instead the sound of vibrating drums. The drumbeats became more and more intensive, but no one from Yankang's magical power came forward.
Facing the Southern Emperor's divine weapons, everyone was afraid.
The drumbeat is more urgent.
In Qin Mu's group, everyone's eyes fell on the scar-faced veteran, looking at him expectantly, waiting for him to give the order to retreat.
As long as he runs away, everyone will run away.
The veteran looked at their expectant eyes and suddenly grinned. The scar looked ferocious, and he chuckled and said: "Brothers, there is Yankang behind you."
"Behind you is his mother's Yankang! Behind you are your wives, your children, your parents, the parents who raised you!"
"Follow me and fuck me! We can't wait for them to kill us in our hometown!"
He rushed out, and in front of him, countless spiritual soldiers flew towards him. The old soldier roared and rushed forward with all his strength to resist.
Tsk tsk tsk.
There are dozens of spiritual soldiers in his body, but he still strives to move forward.
Wow——
Countless spiritual soldiers overwhelmed him.
The spiritual soldiers were withdrawn, and there were no corpses left on the battlefield.
There was silence all around.
No one dared to take another step forward.
The giant beast pulled the Flame Tower towards this side, and Qin Mu was surrounded by retreating soldiers in front of him and behind him.
Suddenly someone rushed forward, but was immediately overwhelmed by countless spiritual soldiers.
Then someone else rushed forward, and before they fell down, more than ten people rushed over, trying to stop the Southern Emperor's divine soldiers.
Groups of people fell down one after another, but some people kept rushing forward.
"Yankang people have never lost their bloody nature!"
A fire was surging in Qin Mu's heart. He raised his knife and shouted loudly. He stepped forward and his pace gradually quickened. Behind him, the remaining seven people in the group rushed forward with him, and one voice after another,
He shouted: "Yankang is behind you!"
"In the back are my parents, my wife and children!"
"We cannot let the Southern Emperor's divine soldiers even take a step into Yankang!"
"Our corpses are like insurmountable peaks, blocking the enemy in front of the mountains!"
More Yankang soldiers came, shouting loudly. On the opposite side, the army of demigods roared in the south, waiting for work to kill them. Qin Mu waved his iron sword to block the countless killing soldiers, but there was still a man beside him.
A comrade fell.
However, other people soon took up the position of the fallen comrade, hugging him and rushing forward.
"Yankang is behind you!"
He rushed forward with all his strength, while his comrades were shielding him from the sword and the enemy's attacks, and fell one by one in the battle.
He forgot that he was a Heavenly Lord, that he had the energy to change the world, that he had learned magical powers, and that he had forgotten the cultivation level sealed in his body.
He only has a sword, but there are countless comrades around him.
Countless people protected him, embraced him, and rushed towards the Southern Emperor's Divine Soldier!
People kept falling, and people kept coming up, but the number was still getting smaller and smaller. Finally, they broke through the siege and came to the Southern Emperor's divine soldiers.
Qin Mu exerted his strength with both feet, jumped into the air, passed the two giant beasts with his body, and struck hard at the Southern Emperor's divine soldiers with the iron knife in his hand!
"Let him go." A demigod general suddenly stopped the demigods around him and sneered.
when.
Qin Mu's iron sword struck the Southern Emperor's divine weapon. The sword broke and shattered into countless pieces.
His body fell, leaving only the handle of the knife in his hand.
Qin Mu looked around blankly. He was surrounded by his comrades, guarding him, and outside were countless demigods, looking at them sarcastically.
"Behind you is Yankang!" His comrades shouted loudly and stepped forward one after another, trying to split this world-destroying weapon.
The demigods looked at them coldly and did not take any action.
"Behind the scenes is Yankang..."
Qin Mu held the broken knife tightly. It was a knife of protection and a killing knife on the battlefield. It had great deeds and great evil, but it also had great good deeds.
"That's enough, kill them." The demigod general spoke indifferently.
Suddenly, Qin Mu raised his broken sword, roared angrily, his muscles bulged, and the terrifying light of the sword spread across the battlefield in an instant!
The broken knife in his hand had no edge, but it had a terrifying glow. Divine light, a bright divine light, emanated from this broken knife made of mortal iron.
Countless spiritual soldiers vibrated in the light of the sword and roared into the sky. Even those demigods and those with powerful supernatural powers were unable to control their spiritual soldiers at this moment.
Their spiritual soldiers are like pilgrims, surrendering to the spirit and the road.
The power of the spiritual soldiers swarmed, gathered, and rushed towards the broken sword.
That is the spirit of the sword, the way of the sword, the responsibility and commitment of the sword!
"Behind the scenes is Yankang!"
Qin Mu slashed his sword with light.
Click.
A crack appeared in the Southern Emperor's divine weapon, and the crack became bigger and bigger.
The broken sword, the broken blade, and the mortal man cut open the Southern Emperor's divine weapon.
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