All the Martial Kings of the Western King’s Army went crazy!
"Mr. Zheng, why are you doing this!" King Xitian's gloomy eyes contained tears. Others didn't know it, but he knew clearly that this old general clearly wanted to die on purpose.
"This old general has such a strong character. For the honor of the Western King's Army and to stimulate the low morale, he wanted to die, even at the cost of his own life." Ye Fei is not a soldier, so he cannot understand this kind of emotion, but he
My heart felt so clogged right now.
Not to mention those generals at the level of King Wu, they were all crazy and wished they could die instead of the old general. This scene also shocked the generals of Beiyuan Kingdom.
"What's going on? With so many tenth-level martial kings dead, the Western King's army should have been seriously injured and their morale dropped greatly. Why is their morale not declining, but still gradually increasing?" A general from Beiyuan Kingdom looked panicked.
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The King of the Golden Tent was also shocked. He took a deep look at the several Martial Kings of the Western King's Army who rushed up, and said coldly: "Will the mourning soldiers win? It's a pity that what you are facing is me, the King of the Golden Tent, and me.
Beiyuan Kingdom, the invincible genius! Duan Lang, kill me hard until they are afraid! The more brutal you kill, the better!"
"Haha, father-in-law, please don't worry. In the King of the West's army, there are either useless old men or a group of crazy dogs. You mad dogs are all together, so what! You all die!"
Boom!
Duan Lang kicked forward, and a terrifying gap was opened in the void. The one-armed old general who bore the brunt of the attack was instantly kicked out of a bloody hole in his chest. He was kicked to death by Duan Lang and was trampled under his feet.
Three hundred thousand soldiers of the Western King's Army saw this scene at the same time. Their eyes were about to burst, and many of them roared madly.
The terrifying murderous intention formed into a hurricane, roaring over the military formation.
There were more than a thousand generals in total, and they knelt down facing the King of the West. They shed tears of blood and roared loudly: "King of Heaven, please give the order. We cannot let the blood of the three old generals and our brothers be shed in vain.
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The King of the West also had cold eyes and tears in his eyes. He looked at the three hundred thousand soldiers who were in great grief, and then looked at the triumphant King of the Golden Tent in the distance with a sinister smile on his face. He suddenly let out a long sigh.
"King of the Golden Horde, you have won. You have successfully angered my soldiers. You have also succeeded in angering me. Send me the order!"
The King of the West looked heavy and raised the flag in his hand. Ye Fei's heart suddenly trembled. He knew what it would mean once the flag was raised.
It will be a desperate battle for millions of troops.
And with the current number of the Western King's army and the number of King Wu, the outcome of this battle might be that the entire army would be annihilated.
Of course, it doesn't matter if the King of the West's army is destroyed. The key is what to do with the three million people in the rear. Did the King of the West also lose his mind in grief and anger?
Ye Fei could not imagine the consequences of the destruction of the Western King's army, and he had no time to think about it. Looking at the generals of King Wu who rushed forward one after another, he was also affected, and a kind of sadness suddenly arose in his chest.
The three veteran generals who had fought with ferocious beasts all their lives, using themselves and the blood and lives of their loved ones to protect the people, should never have died in such humiliation.
At least, Ye Fei will never allow it!
"Fight, even though I can't understand this feeling, I can feel the pain and anger in my heart. This kind of emotion can only be calmed down with Duan Lang's blood!"
boom!
Faster than all the Martial Kings in King Xi's army, Ye Fei tore through the void angrily, stepped forward, and appeared in front of Duan Lang.
Kill the devil!
Ye Fei's fist struck forward with murderous intent and hurricane force, making the void tremble. It also hit the soldiers of both armies, making them tremble.
Because under this punch, the invincible genius Duan Lang was unexpectedly punched by Ye Fei and was forced to retreat continuously. Although this was Duan Lang's mistake of being distracted from dealing with other Martial Kings, Ye Fei's performance still shocked countless people.
"Who is that person? He can actually force Duan Lang back with one punch!"
"Martial King Eighth Level, how is it possible? This person is also from the Xiwang Army. How come he has never appeared before?"
The generals of Beiyuan Kingdom all looked at Ye Fei in surprise, while many people on the Western King's Army side were also stunned when they saw Ye Fei's figure.
Who is this person?
"You bastard, Ye Fei, didn't I warn you that you are not allowed to interfere with the affairs of our King Xi's army? Who told you to take action? Come back quickly!" The flag in King Xi Tian's hand can no longer be waved.
If he continues, it will immediately be a brutal and bloody battle with millions of troops. In such a battle, they, the kings of heaven, may fall, not to mention that Ye Fei does not even have the tenth level of the Martial King.
"Ye Fei? Beihai Sword King?"
"The one who takes action is the Sword King of Beihai, the most talented person in our Beiyang Kingdom!"
boom!
The 300,000 soldiers of the Western King's Army all cheered. It must be said that Ye Fei won the first place in the land rankings and was awarded the title of Beihai Sword Queen. His reputation is still very loud in Beiyang Kingdom.
His appearance also reunited the shaken military morale.
"Come on, Beihai Sword King, avenge the three old generals!" When the red-eyed Martial Kings saw Ye Fei appear, they also retreated.
They knew that there was no room for them to interfere here. Ever since Ye Fei appeared on the battlefield, this battle had become the strongest battle between the geniuses of the Northern Territory.
Even the King of the Golden Tribe stopped the troops who were about to move, and ordered the retreating Duan Lang: "Duan Lang, use all your strength to kill Beiyang's genius for me. Then I can consider letting him go tomorrow."
You marry my king’s daughter!”
The voice of the King of the Golden Horde is very seductive.
Hearing this temptation, anger suddenly erupted in Ye Fei's heart like a volcano, "The death of the three old generals is too unworthy. They spent their lives serving the country and the people, and even their relatives were fighting against the ferocious beasts."
They died in a life of glory, but you killed them just for the sake of greed for power and beauty! Duan Lang, damn you deserve to be called a genius, in my eyes, you are worse than a beast!"
"Shut up! Ye Fei, you are just a country warrior from Beihai, you are not qualified to accuse me!" Duan Lang was furious.
He is greedy for power, and he likes beauty, but as long as he knows these things, if Ye Fei says them in public like this, it will greatly offend Duan Lang.
"Bullshit Beihai Sword King, today, I, Duan Lang, will let you, a country warrior, see what the true genius of the Northern Territory is!"
Duan Lang was filled with murderous intent, and his expression became extremely ferocious. With a movement of his steps, he suddenly crossed a distance of several hundred meters, and his fist appeared in front of Ye Fei.
"Beast, seeking death!"
Ye Fei's face was angry, and he punched Duan Lang mercilessly. The two fists collided together, and a sinister smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Duan Lang's mouth. Countless dazzling white lights suddenly appeared on his clenched fists, like a stick.
A silver needle stood upright.
"If you dare to compete with me, Duan Lang, today, I will let you, a country warrior, know how powerful I am, Duan Lang, with the Exploding Wolf Fang Fist!"
With the appearance of white light, what hit Ye Fei was no longer a fist, but a roaring white wolf head, with its mouth wide open, revealing a row of white fangs. In one blow, Ye Fei's fist, together with his wrist, was about to be smashed.