A Sirius Army soldier was beheaded by an opposing Heavenly King, and his body fell heavily from the sky in front of Xiao Yu.
The headless corpse was still spurting blood and twitching.
"vomit……"
Xiao Yu, who was wearing a set of pocket armor, turned pale with fear and knelt on the ground vomiting.
This was also the first time he went to the battlefield and the first time he saw a tragic scene of people being slaughtered in front of his eyes.
The domineering attitude he had when he was provoking his brother was gone.
And a great Chu, the pharmacist from the Wanyao Pavilion, immediately flew by, picked up the body and the head, and connected them together at once. The flying needles passed through the thread and sewed the broken part of the neck.
He injected a small healing technique into the opponent's body, and then immediately ran to the next injured soldier.
There are medical women in green clothes who specialize in picking up injured people like this on ground battlefields.
"kill!"
A Daxia soldier struck Xiao Yu with a sword that was more than ten feet long, but he would not show mercy just because the opponent was a child.
Xiaoyu stepped forward and quickly dodged, losing his balance. The sword light tore through his armor. The armor was torn and penetrated, leaving a scar on his chest. The pain made Xiaoyu cry out in pain.
"You little bastard, die!"
The Daxia soldiers roared and charged at them again.
Whoosh!
However, an arrow roared towards him and instantly penetrated the man's head. The Daxia soldier's head exploded, and his brains splattered on Xiaoyu's face.
Xiaoyu's body was trembling as she looked at this scene.
Is the battlefield he desires so tragic?
"Your Highness, pick up your knife and kill them."
Zhao Mu watched from a distance. Although he protected Xiao Yu, he did not take action.
"Uncle Mu, I don't want to fight. I want to withdraw from the battlefield. I don't want to fight."
Xiaoyu kept shaking his head. He was still a child after all. He could usually fight with others, but he had never participated in such a large-scale battle.
Phew!
Another corpse fell from the sky, and half of the body fell in front of him, with its internal organs flowing all over the ground.
"Rumble...!"
A stream of light in the sky shot toward Xiaoyu, a magical fireball.
"Punch!"
Zhao Mu suddenly shouted loudly, his voice filling Xiaoyu's mind.
"kill!"
Xiaoyu was frightened, and subconsciously roared and punched. A domineering punch carrying powerful magic blasted out, condensing a golden dragon shadow.
Bang!
This falling fireball was exploded instantly!
The powerful force of the fist penetrated through, and the golden dragon bombarded a Daxia soldier in mid-air. Half of the Daxia soldier's body was shattered by the force of the fist.
"I'm sorry, I, I didn't mean it."
Seeing this scene, Xiaoyu was so frightened that she almost burst into tears.
"What do you feel guilty about? They are enemies."
Zhao Mu came to him, lifted Xiao Yu's shoulders, and pointed at a battlefield with astonishing fighting energy in the distance.
On that battlefield, no one dared to approach within a hundred miles. It was filled with explosive energy shock waves. Two figures intertwined, erupting with earth-shattering energy.
"With your double eyes, can you see who that is?"
Zhao Mu asked Xiaoyu.
In Xiaoyu's eyes, the two pupils immediately met and released a special and powerful pupil power.
He could barely see that there were two blurry shadows fighting, one of them seemed to be his brother.
"It's brother."
Xiaoyu said.
"It's the young master. The enemy the young master is fighting is a strong man at the level of a land god. This kind of strong man can easily slaughter the 1.6 billion people of Da Chu. And these people are here to destroy our Da Chu."
Zhao Mu said with a stern and cold tone: "When the young master was your age, he was also a kind-hearted person. He never killed a chicken."
"However, when he was fifteen years old, he was led to the guillotine and almost died. It was there that he saw with his own eyes Hong Xiu and Uncle Ming, the two people who protected him when he grew up, being beheaded. Because of everything.
He is too weak and does not have the strength to kill the enemy."
"That was the day that the young master killed someone for the first time."
He looked at Xiaoyu again and said: "And you, Your Highness, you are much stronger than the young master at that time. You now have the power of a grandmaster and the power to protect Dachu with soldiers. When you step into the battlefield,
What have you done? Show mercy to your enemies!"
"These people are here to slaughter the great Chu. Once we are defeated, more than a billion people will become lonely ghosts. Countless children like you will lose their parents and their own lives, but you are still here.
Have mercy on your enemy, coward! As you are, you will never catch up with the young master."
Zhao Mu waved his hand, and Xiao Yu was suddenly thrown into the air and hit a corpse.
"I, I'm not a waste!"
Zhao Mu's words stung Xiaoyu, whose self-esteem was still weak, and she roared with red eyes.
"Born in this era, born in the royal family of Dachu, you have to endure more things earlier than your peers. Cowardice and guilt are the emotions of the weak. You should understand what you should protect. If you are not a waste, pick up your gun.
, kill the enemies who invade Dachu."
Zhao Mu scolded him coldly, then turned into a golden light and killed an eternal emperor of Great Xia in the distance.
"kill!"
Xiaoyu's eyes were red, and he brandished a spear that was longer than his body, and rushed directly towards an enemy general of Daxia who was fighting a Dachu soldier.
In his eyes, a purple terrifying gas swept out and impacted the Daxia soldier.
This Daxia soldier felt his heart suddenly twitching violently, infarction for a moment, his soul consciousness went blank, and a terrifying domineering aura enveloped his body.
The whole person fainted instantly.
Then Xiaoyu's war spear came and chopped off a head.
"Your Highness." The Great Chu Sirius was stunned for a moment.
Immediately, I saw Xiaoyu shrouded in purple-gold light, waving a two-meter-long war gun and killing other Daxia soldiers like a madman.
boom……!
A thunderstorm shook the sky, golden thunder pierced the sky, and severely shocked Xiang Chen's body.
Bang...!
Xiang Chen was hit by this attack, his body exploded with lightning, he vomited blood, and he was blown away.
"You little beast, pay for my brother's life!"
Fangzheng's loose immortal mana contains rolling thunder and is coming to kill him. He is a second calamity loose immortal, and his cultivation is about to pass through the third calamity. He is comparable to a strong man in the first level of land gods.
Whoosh!
The flying sword he swung instantly turned into white lightning and struck, tearing apart the sky.
As for Xiang Chen, his body suddenly turned into a phantom, transparent, collapsed and disappeared.
The sword cut through the space, bringing out a trace of blood, but Xiang Chen was not seen.
"Damn it, where are the people?"
Fang Zheng's eyes turned cold, and his spiritual sense carefully observed every corner around him.
"Daluo Immortal Killing Hand!"
Suddenly, ten feet above the sky, Xiang Chen's body suddenly appeared, and a big hand with white jade luster blasted down with majestic power.
At such a distance, Fang Zheng didn't react, and his body was hit, blasting out balls of energy.
"Wind and thunder kill quickly!"
Thousands of lightnings condensed into one sword!
A bolt of lightning sword flashed through instantly, and Fang Zheng, who was knocked away, and the Sanxian spirit body were directly slashed and exploded!