Before the stick arrived, the strong wind was already rushing towards him, and Batugar was so pressed that he couldn't breathe. His face changed color slightly, and he wanted to use the Shrinking Technique to avoid it, only to find that under the opponent's suppression,
It’s hard to move even an inch!
Seeing that the ten-meter-long stick was about to be smashed down, Batugar roared, and his body instantly expanded. The combat uniform on his body burst open due to the expanded muscles, exposing his rock-like muscles.
It was too late, but it was too soon. Before everyone could react, they heard a loud "bang". The next second, Batugar flew upside down like a kite with a broken string.
The giant of the Longbo Kingdom who made the sneak attack also felt uncomfortable. The pine stick in his hand had already broken, and the muscles above the tiger's mouth were shaken.
However, he still laughed ferociously and moved his body to finish off Batugar.
But before he could stand still, he heard a rumbling sound behind him. He turned his head and saw that a spinning sniper rifle bullet hit him directly in the face.
The powerful kinetic energy of the sniper rifle bullets directly exploded his head, and the great wizard Batugar's head and face were torn to pieces.
He looked up and saw three armed helicopters circling over. The sniper at the door of the cabin looked indifferent and made an OK gesture to Batugar.
Batugar breathed a sigh of relief, wiped away the blood on his face, stretched out his hand, and a ghost flew out of the giant's corpse, and instantly got into the palm of his hand.
Giant corpses are dead objects. Destroying their external bodies cannot completely make them lose their fighting power. They must take away their three souls and seven souls.
Three armed helicopters circled over, and wherever they went, flames shot into the sky, burning only on the giant corpse. On the ground, armored vehicles and exorcists holding rune swords followed up, mainly using the God March, to attack the giant corpse.
Kill gradually.
Although the giant corpse is extremely brave, it cannot withstand the indiscriminate bombardment of the exorcist soldiers. There are helicopters above their heads and armored troops below their feet.
Not only that, there are also exorcism masters who are mainly based on the march of gods.
Under the sun, the evil heretics retreated one after another. The Yinfeng troops were burned by the sun and were extremely anxious, and the corpse demon troops were burned by the fire.
There were a large number of Yin soldiers in the area. I wanted to go up to reinforce them, but found that I was surrounded by exorcism soldiers at some point.
Unwilling to fail, the demons and monsters let out their final roar. Each one of them was brave enough to fight against the exorcism soldiers, braving the sun and flames, regardless of the dissipation of their own Yin Qi.
In just ten minutes, thousands of exorcism soldiers died on the spot, leaving not even three souls or seven souls behind.
The Lord of Death turned his head and said solemnly: "Zhang Wuren, if there is no sunshine, even if the number of Juehun Army is doubled, how can they do anything to me?"
Zhang Wuren replied expressionlessly: "Similarly, if there was no Great Dark Age, how could the Ten Thousand Demons Pit dare to go to war with China?"
The Lord of Death said angrily: "We are indeed at a disadvantage today! But if the Juehun Army wants to kill us all, they will have to pay at least 60% of casualties! The elite of the Juehun Army will be wiped out, and in the end they can only take advantage of it.
The sun god!"
"Zhang Wuren! If you are willing to retreat, I am willing to lead my elite troops back a hundred miles! There will never be any military action against Jiayuguan before the battle in Badaling is over!"
"I would like to swear an oath! If I say anything false, I will die miserably under the sun, my soul will be scattered, and I will never be reincarnated!"
Zhang Wuren shook his head slightly: "Sorry, my mission is to annihilate you all, not to repel you! The Juehun Army can still afford a 60% casualty rate!"
The Lord of Death's eyes flashed fiercely, and he shouted sternly: "Okay! Let's compete! Let's see who has the bigger fist!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Lord of Death's aura suddenly rose, and a dozen curved black knives suddenly flew out, circling continuously around his body.
Zhang Wuren looked slightly awe-inspiring and said, "Okay! Scimitar of Death!"
He moved his fingers, and countless soul-soothing runes were sprayed out from each finger, preparing to take down these dozen black knives.
Everyone knows that the Lord of Death has endless black knives and specializes in harvesting souls. This is his special skill. If the opponent this time was not Zhang Wuren, the Lord of Death would not have used this method at all.
More than a dozen black knives were spinning and circling towards Zhang Wuren. Zhang Wuren took a deep breath and was about to take action. Unexpectedly, at this moment, a strange smile suddenly appeared on the corner of the Lord of Death's mouth.
The next second, he was seen swaying and disappearing from the same place.
Only a dozen hovering black knives were left in the air, as well as the remaining black air that filled the sky.
Zhang Wuren was stunned. Did this guy run away?
What a joke! He left behind more than 100,000 men on the battlefield, dropped the full moon black sword that he was famous for, and just ran away?
At that moment, Zhang Wuren was indeed a little confused. All along, he had been in contact with exorcists who were brave and fearless of death. Even if they were killed on the spot, they would not turn around and run away.
When I suddenly met such a guy, I really couldn't react.
Seeing a dozen black knives flying across each other, Zhang Wuren stretched out his hand to point. Every time he tapped, a golden rune appeared, and he gently pocketed the black knives.
Without the control of the Lord of Death, the full moon black sword would be countless times worse in terms of power and transformation.
However, this moment of entanglement was enough for the Lord of Death to escape.
Zhang Wuren conveniently put away a dozen black knives, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with a smile: "Interesting, interesting!"
The next second, he had already taken a step forward, used the Shrinking Technique to the extreme, and was out of the battlefield in an instant.
The Lord of Death escaped very quickly. Zhang Wuren followed the yin energy emanating from his body and took more than ten steps in succession, but still could not see the Lord of Death.
Once this guy leaves the range of sunlight, he will be like a fish entering the sea and a tiger returning to the mountain. If you want to kill him then, you will probably have to pay a huge price.
Just when he was thinking about it, Zhang Wuren suddenly stopped. He looked up and saw a black light and a white light like a horse, cutting through the sky and shooting straight into the sky.
The light is so bright that it even pales in comparison to the misty sun in the sky!
He was shocked at first, then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he whispered: "This sword is much better than before! Fourth, you have grown up after all."
Under the sun, a young man wearing a white combat uniform, holding a black and white long sword, was striding towards Zhang Wuren.
The young man was in high spirits, with a smile on his face. He inserted the black and white long sword into his back, threw it away with his left hand, and the head fell to the ground with a grunt.
"Boss! The Lord of Death was beheaded by me! I stole your head, aren't you angry?"