Valkyrie

Chapter 303 Human Myth
On the battlefield, the blood-stained Xuanyuan flag flying up seemed to be filled with supreme and terrifying power.From the moment it was inserted into the blood-soaked battlefield, the torrential battle was at a standstill.

Xue Linghou raised his head, only to see a mighty wind blowing in the void, and flowing clouds swaying.

A stalwart figure came through the sky, stood above the void, looking down at the mountains, rivers and the earth.

It was a middle-aged man who was as vast as an abyss.

He was dressed in Tsing Yi, his whole body was stained with the blood of the enemy, and his face was pale.However, under the face as pale as a blade, it is full of invincible domineering.

Eyebrows are like mountains dormant, eyes are like endless abysses.

The moment the middle-aged man stopped his body with his hands behind his back, everyone on the battlefield was shocked.That stalwart figure is like the strong man in the painting that he has seen before, with a calm posture.

Raise a million troops to destroy Dongxuan, and once you enter Wuhou, you will be invincible.

Marshal of the army and horses of the Northern Yan Dynasty.

Dongling topped the list of famous generals.

Wuhou ranked first.

The leader of the Tiandi Xuanhuang Four-character Battalion, the lord of Xuanyuan Mansion.

Mythology in the world-Xuanyuan mentions soldiers!
In the sky, Xuanyuan Tibing stood with his hands behind his back, staring at the battlefield, blood dripping from his blue clothes, he had obviously experienced a tragic fight, and then came from afar.

Looking at the blood-stained land, the blood-stained iron cavalry, the seriously injured Zhao Huangtu, Shen Qingshan, and Lu Han, and the blood-colored figure on Jun Qingcheng's back, Xuanyuan raised his sword and raised his eyebrows slightly, waving the battle flag and swaying Across the sky, the voice resounds like thunder:
"Who dares to fight my Xuanyuan Mansion!"

On the battlefield, thousands of warriors look up and fear.

Xi Nu frowned and stared at Xuanyuan Tibing, his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Blood God Hou's complexion changed, and he stared at Xuanyuan Tibing with an incredulous look on his face, "You escaped from Master Yin and Yang Ersha, you are worthy of being Xuanyuan Tibing!"

Xuanyuan Tibing turned his head, his expression unchanged, "Yang Sha King is dead, Yin Sha has escaped!"

"you……"

The three marquises of the Blood Spirit Palace changed their colors. They originally thought that it was a miracle that Xuanyuan Tibing escaped from the hands of the two kings.But he didn't expect that the latter was actually the King Zhanyang, who came victorious.

Thinking of this, Blood God Hou's eyes flickered, and he was already thinking of retreating.

Suddenly, Xuanyuan Tibing cast his eyes on Blood God Hou, looking at the dragon vein in the latter's hand, his voice was as calm as the sea of ​​thousands of miles: "Leave the dragon vein, I will give you a death!"

Blood God Hou's complexion changed drastically, his eyes glanced at Xuanyuan Tibing, and fell on the fierce slave...

"It's for you!"

With a sneer on his face, Blood God Hou threw the dragon veins to Xuanyuan Tibing.

The fierce slave on the battlefield roared angrily and rushed towards the soldiers.

Xuanyuan Taibing caught the dragon's veins with one hand, with a look of contempt on his face, "Sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight?"

After all, Xuanyuan Tibing's body was like lightning, and he stomped towards the three princes of the Blood Spirit Palace, and a breath as vast as the sea swept across the world.

"withdraw!"

The Blood God Hou made a decisive decision and rushed out of the battlefield.

bang!
Among the three lords, the blood linghou had not yet turned into a mass of blood, but his head was crushed by Xuanyuan's troop, and his whole body was turned into countless powders, and he completely disappeared in the void.

The complexions of Blood God Marquis and Blood Yin Marquis changed greatly, they didn't expect Xuanyuan Tibing to be so tyrannical.

One move to kill Xue Linghou.

"Blood escape technique!"

The surviving Shuanghou of the Blood Spirit Hall roared, and the blood around them began to burn rapidly, vowing to break through the air and leave.At the same time, Marquis Wu, who was under the control of the two, all went to kill Xuanyuan Tibing.

Xuanyuan Tibing didn't change his expression, he just took off the heads of ten Marquis Wu when he let go of the battle flag in his hand.

"Die!"

Xuanyuan Tibing grasped the five fingers in the air, and imprisoned the two princes of the Blood Spirit Palace, and pulled them to his body.

boom!
At this moment, a blatant punch appeared in the void, and it slashed towards Xuanyuan Tibing.With a loud bang, Xuanyuan Tibing was thrown upside down and flew out, vomiting blood from his mouth.

Wu Wang punched, so terrifying.

On the battlefield, Xuanyuan Tibing was trapped, and the two princes of the Blood Spirit Palace suddenly escaped in blood and fled the battlefield.

Tibing Xuanyuan looked at the two people who were leaving, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and the battle flag in his hand swept across, beheading hundreds of black-robed heads in the Blood Spirit Hall.

"People from outside the region, how dare they act presumptuously in our East Spirit Realm!"

Xuanyuan Tibing held the battle flag and looked at the fierce slave.

"Repay the original king Longmai, spare you!"

The fierce slave roared, with killing intent in his eyes.Even though the person in front of him is powerful, he doesn't have the extremely weird skills like Xue Linghou, and killing him should be as effortless as slaughtering a dog.

"Don't allow others to covet the things of Dongling. Since you dare to disturb my Dongling's life, today I will teach you to return to the underworld and bury your bones here!"

Xuanyuan Tibing's expression was calm, a battle flag was torn in the wind, revealing Jiang He's constant killing intent.

In a blink of an eye, the war started again.

This battle attracted thousands of people to look up and watch, and their emotions were like a river.

In the sky, Xuanyuan Tibing looked like an ant in front of the ten-foot-tall figure of the murderous slave.However, at this time, he is like an overlord entering the world, smashing ten directions with a blood-stained battle flag.

bang.

rumble……

The figures in the sky and the earth turned upside down, like a dragon and a kunpeng scurrying, and the afterimages covered the sky like thunder and lightning, the battle flag waved like a dragon, fighting up and down the sky, and the fierce slave's fists were like mountains, breaking the sky and breaking the earth.

In an instant, the mountain was smashed to pieces by the fierce slave.

Dahe was cut off with a single shot by Xuanyuan Tibing.

Hundred miles of ancient wood turned into powder.

Mountains, rivers, and earth cracked into abysses.

The two invincible figures turned upside down from above the sky, smashing the Baili Liuyun, the blood of the slaves spilled on the ground, and roared angrily.

Xuanyuan's Tsing Yi was torn and his face was pale.

Under the scorching sun, the ferocious slave showed a ferocious expression, and his whole body was covered with pitch-black rocks, like a great wall of steel poured with molten iron, indestructible and invincible physically.

The Xuanyuan soldiers stood in the air holding their guns, the battle flag in their hands was tearing more and more fiercely, and the word Xuanyuan shone brightly.

"The world is free from hatred!"

Xuanyuan Tibing's thin lips spat lightly, and the whole world suddenly filled with a biting sadness.Above the sky, Xuanyuan Tibing's black hair danced wildly, revealing the desolation of the blood-stained overlord, and a silent killing intent suddenly rose.

In the battlefield, Lu Han was seriously injured and raised his head, looking at the middle-aged man in the void, feeling the sadness in the void, his expression was stunned for a moment...

"kill!"

Above the sky, roars sounded at the same time, and the two figures suddenly fought towards each other...

The fierce slave is physically invincible, crushing ten directions like a steel city wall.

Xuanyuan Tibing holds the blood-stained battle flag in his hand and smashes through the mountains and rivers.

boom!
A sky-shattering loud noise suddenly burst from the void, like a thunderbolt mighty for hundreds of miles.

Thousands of warriors showed horror. Wherever they looked, they saw sparks raging like the sea, and an invincible and sharp battle flag pierced through the invincible body of the fierce slave.

On the battle flag, the word Xuanyuan is stained with blood!

Looking at the scene in the sky, countless warriors were shocked, "Xuanyuan's military promotion really has the power of a martial king!"

"what……"

A gun pierced through the chest, causing the fierce slave to roar angrily, and his three-foot-long black hair fluttered, filled with endless wildness.Just as he waved his hands and beat them, the void in all directions was filled with extremely terrifying and brutal power.

"Brutal way of life!"

The fierce slave roared angrily, and a huge violent bear martial spirit suddenly appeared behind him, beating his chest and stomping his feet, shaking mountains and rivers for hundreds of miles.

And above the void, hundreds of violent bears emerged one by one, roaring that shook the mountains and rivers, forming a terrifying prison cage, trapping and killing Xuanyuan Tibing.

The power of the martial soul, coupled with the brutality of the world.The fierce slave at this moment seems to be an invincible existence, who can open up mountains and overthrow rivers and rivers with one finger and one palm.

Being in the middle of the barbaric way, Xuanyuan Tibing's face was a little condensed, only feeling that several mountains were pressing on his shoulders, making it difficult to move an inch.

On the battlefield, Zhao Huangtu's expression froze, and he said coldly:

"Dixuan Shuangzi Camp, use a gun to borrow your soul!"

Hundreds of iron cavalry immediately responded with a long voice, and formed formations on the battlefield, their guns roaring, their breath condensed like a sea.

In the wild way of the sky, Xuanyuan raised his sword eyebrows slightly, and then held the battle flag to meet the enemy, his thin lips whispered, his voice was like sonorous thunder, with the potential to swallow mountains and rivers:

"In the name of my Xuanyuan, raise troops to kill the enemy!"

(End of this chapter)