Chapter 169 One person fights 100,000! The power of the eighth order!
"Dragon Breaking Spear!"
On the ground, Geng Wei, who led the remaining 5,000 white-robed troops to break through the encirclement, looked up and saw the blood-red werewolf blocking the retreat of himself and others.
He was startled, and as a fifty-ninth-level gunfighter, his keen intuition issued a strong warning.
This werewolf is not simple!
This thought only occurred for a moment, but it brought him tremendous pressure.
Not daring to hesitate, Geng Wei gritted his teeth and once again used his most powerful and only god-given skill.
"boom!"
The pale giant dragon's spear light reappeared, and there was a faint dragon roar that shook the sky.
The dragon spear breaks through the sky and rolls in!
The powerful god-given skill is enough to temporarily allow Geng Wei's attack power to reach level 60, touching the brave level.
Such a terrifying shot was able to instantly kill a fifth-level werewolf of the same level!
But even so, facing this terrifying spear light, the tall werewolf with blood-red hair still did not dodge, and even grinned at Geng Wei with a bloody smile.
Then...
With a wave of his hand, it was like swatting away a fly, directly swatting away the dragon-breaking spear that contained Geng Wei's strongest power!
Lifting weight is light and looks natural.
"What?"
Such a horrifying scene made Geng Wei, who witnessed it with his own eyes, widen his eyes and almost couldn't believe it.
The Dragon-Breaking Spear is a god-given skill!
Even a strong person at level 60 or 70 cannot do such a shocking move, right?
"Level eighty..."
Geng Wei's mouth felt bitter and it was difficult to speak.
There is a faint despair in the eyes!
Only legendary powerhouses above level 80 can ignore their own Dragon-Breaking Spear and put such huge pressure on themselves.
This is actually a terrifying werewolf comparable to legend!
Ruined!
Geng Wei's heart sank infinitely.
The reason why legends are called legends is because they are invincible.
No ordinary army can defeat a legendary strongman no matter what!
It’s useless no matter how much you come!
Even a level 70 epic hero is as weak as an ant in front of a legendary strong man, let alone a level 59 ordinary hero like him who is still a little short of a level 60 brave man?
The eighth-level werewolf plunged Geng Wei into the deepest despair as soon as he took action.
"Kill!"
"Tear this damn human being to pieces!"
Behind the scenes, the tens of thousands of wolf troops also woke up and swarmed forward in anger, shouting and murderous intent rising into the sky!
Geng Wei laughed miserably and felt weak all over.
City Lord, and... Great Lord, it seems that Geng Wei can no longer serve you...
"Kill them!"
Xueya glanced at Geng Wei and his group indifferently, did not continue to take action, and just said something coldly.
"yes!"
Tens of thousands of wolves surrounded him with ferocious smiles, their green wolf eyes filled with blood.
"General..."
Five thousand white-robed troops surrounded Geng Wei in panic, with fear in their eyes.
No matter how elite they are, they will inevitably become frightened when faced with a certain death situation.
"..."
Geng Wei looked at his brothers around him, their pale faces were exactly the same as his own.
He gritted his teeth, but there was a hint of weakness deep in his heart.
Just when he made up his mind that even if he died, he would not make things easier for the werewolf and would kill him to the death——
"Rumble..."
From the horizon in the distance, the sound of horse hooves suddenly sounded.
Then came the black army, advancing layer by layer like black clouds.
"Wow!"
There were many spears, and the queues were neat and orderly. There seemed to be no end to the rows. There were at least one hundred thousand of them. The black armor gave off a cold light in the setting sun.
"Mu!"
The crimson flag of Mu's Leader is raised high, fluttering in the wind, with iron painted silver hooks, majestic and majestic!
One hundred thousand black-armored troops!
Finally arrived.
"The city lord is here..."
Geng Wei couldn't help but blurt out when he saw this familiar army and familiar flag.
Among the black-armored troops, Xing Ling'er was dressed in military uniform and had a heroic appearance. His bright purple eyes looked at the white patch surrounded by people in the distance.
There was a look of surprise on his face.
"White Robe Army..."
"You can't beat this werewolf monster?"
Xing Ling'er was shocked. She didn't expect this werewolf monster to be so powerful...
She had received news from the frontline Anbu tracking team before, and knew that the number of the enemy had increased, but it was only about 50,000 or 60,000.
With an army of 50,000 to 60,000 men, given the elite level of the White Robes, there should be no problem.
But the premise is that these 50,000 to 60,000 werewolves are just ordinary human armies.
If it was a high-level unit like the White Robes, it would be troublesome.
Xing Ling'er did not dare to be careless, so he quickly marched with a hundred thousand black-armored troops and arrived at the battlefield in time.
Unexpectedly, I saw the worst result!
These werewolf monsters are as scary as their looks.
He is still above the white robe army!
"oh?"
"Here comes another one to die..."
The leader of the wolf clan, Xueya also saw the 100,000 black-armored troops rushing to the battlefield, and couldn't help but grin.
I'm worried that I haven't collected enough blood and fear, so this is coming to my door...
If you kill all these 100,000 humans, you should be able to collect them all...right?
Xueya licked the corner of his mouth, a terrifying bloody light showed in his eyes, and the terrifying murderous intention spread out of his body without concealment.
"You deal with those white guys."
"As for them..."
Xueya ordered the tens of thousands of wolf tribe troops, then turned to look at the one hundred thousand black-armored army led by Xing Ling'er.
"I'll do it alone!"
He smiled ferociously, the muscles of the tall werewolf's body bulged, his feet exerted force, and he leaped high.
boom!
Like a cannonball.
It smashed into the hundreds of thousands of black-armored soldiers, and the terrifying power turned into a shock wave, knocking hundreds of surrounding black-armored soldiers away, causing them to vomit blood.
"Array up!"
"kill him!"
Xing Ling'er's face was moved, and without any time to think about it, he quickly ordered an attack.
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
The 100,000 black-armored troops were also shocked at first, but their excellent combat qualities allowed them to react quickly.
An angry look appeared on his face, his eyes filled with murderous intent, and he shouted and killed Xueya.
One hundred thousand black-armored troops shouted in unison, the momentum was overwhelming.
Hundreds of soldiers of the Black Armored Army, armed with long spears, lined up and rushed towards Blood Fang. The spears stood in a row, and the tips of the spears were cold.
Xueya raised his head, looked at the Black Armor soldiers charging around him, grinned, and then...
Unparalleled lawn mowing mode turned on!
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
A flash of blood flashed, and hundreds of black-armored soldiers screamed and flew into the sky, flying in all directions like a goddess scattering flowers.
Bloody Fang is like a hungry wolf entering a herd of sheep. It moves quickly and is extremely powerful. With just one claw, it can tear open the hard armor of the Black Armored Army and tear each soldier into two halves.
Among the 100,000 black-armored soldiers, the bloody figures stabbed left and right, extremely powerful. Everywhere they went, dozens or hundreds of black-armored soldiers were torn to pieces.
Flowers of blood bloomed among the crowd, followed by the loss of lives one by one.
As if entering an uninhabited land, Xueya was killing a hundred thousand black-armored soldiers. No one could block his move, even the most ordinary claw attack.
Broken arms and legs flew out one after another, and blood flowed into rivers!
In just one charge, thousands of Black Armor soldiers died at the hands of Xueya.
As his desire to kill became more intense and his actions became more brutal, the black-armored troops fell in pieces, and the casualties continued to increase almost visibly to the naked eye!
One man slaughtered 100,000 soldiers!
This is the power of the eighth-level legendary strongman!
"this……"
Xing Ling'er's eyes widened and she could hardly believe her own eyes.
It was also at this time that she suddenly realized.