Mystery: I can burn destiny

Chapter 232
Shanjia took heavy steps, and as he rushed forward, the infinite golden light bloomed on his body. In an instant, his whole body was covered with brilliance, as if he was directly covered with a layer of golden armor.

It was as if a golden-armored god-man had descended into the world. He was too dazzling now, and he might be targeted because of this, but it also allowed his soldiers to find him in an instant.

Because of the terrifying Ahmeda, the morale of the army, which had begun to fluctuate a little, also became stable again at this time.

And the price is that Ahmeda also cast his eyes on him, first with a cold glance and then with a disdainful smile:
"Five Realm Martial Arts."

If there was still fear in the past, then in his cognition now, Wufu of the five realms is like an ant.

What is Wufu of the Six Realms?
Crushing Wu Fu of the Five Realms is called a Wu Fu of the Six Realms!

"However, ants dare to shout!"

Ahmeda said coldly, regardless of whether the other party understood or not, this made him feel extremely happy.

Immediately after that, he slapped his horse forward, and the terrifying power continued to spread. Even the elite nearby felt hard to breathe. They had to stay away from this person to take a breath of fresh air.

"Kill the wolf!"

Ahmeda swung the bloody horse again, but this time it was different from the past, the blood mist was drawn from all directions, and condensed on his blade to form an illusory bloody knife shadow.

It has a strong smell of blood!
There is also an indescribable weirdness!
"Open the mountain!"

The Shanjia is wearing a layer of gold armor. Although the moves are simple and unpretentious, their power is extremely amazing. Slashing directly on the head with a Yanyue Broadsword seems to be able to open mountains and break mountains.

boom!
The two knives collided, and there was a loud noise!
The terrifying energy swept across in an instant, like an invisible wall of energy, and the soldiers were knocked back, clearing an open space.

Ahmeda's war horse was just a fine horse, and all four of its hooves were broken by the aftermath of the battle. After a scream, it fell to the ground powerlessly, and it seemed that it was not far from death.

Ahmeda could only rely on the force of the shock to escape from the jumping horse in an instant, and immediately landed on the ground smoothly, but his right arm could be seen trembling slightly.

The expression on his face was slightly distorted. He didn't expect Shanjia to be so powerful that he could cause a little damage to him.

In fact, Shanjia's injury was actually more serious, and he was immediately thrown upside down by the shock, staggering as if he was drunk.

A pair of arms went numb immediately. If he hadn't held the Yanyue Broadsword tightly, he might have let go of it, and the golden light on his body became dimmer.

Shanjia's face was extremely ugly, not because he was at a disadvantage, even if he lost to a sixth-level martial artist, it was normal.

The key is that there is a strange force that breaks into his body arbitrarily, directly erodes his strength, blood coagulates, and his body becomes stiff... making his state continue to decline.

"The momentum of martial arts..."

Shanjia's voice seemed bitter, and this kind of power can only be explained by the power of martial arts, which is the root of the strength of the six realms of martial arts.

As long as everything in the world exists, it is reasonable, and as long as you can truly visualize successfully, the trend of martial arts can be said to be ever-changing.

Eclectic, all abilities are available!
Shanjia's qi and blood are unparalleled, allowing him to get infinitely close to a martial artist of the sixth realm, but only the power of martial arts can directly crush him.

"Come on! Fight again!"

Shanjia roared again, the expression on his face was already a little ferocious, and the expression in his eyes was even more like a madman. Even if he is now defeated by the martial arts of the six realms, he must not show weakness.

All the soldiers under his command were looking at him. If his morale began to shake due to his weakness, he would be trampled into a pulp by the wolf cavalry in just a moment.

Ahmeda grinned grimly and said:

"You still dare to yell at me, then you will die today!"

In fact, the two of them did not understand each other's language, but there is no obstacle in communicating now, just look at their expressions.

Ahmeda's heart is already full of killing intent, and the situation is not right now, which can make him really feel at ease.

Although there is no war horse now, his strength has not weakened at all. For the sixth-level warriors, the war horse has actually become a pendant.

Riding a war horse is more convenient to command troops in battle!

You can truly show your strength without a war horse!

"die!"

Ahmeda made a gesture to charge forward.

clatter!clatter!
There was a sound of horseshoes stamping on the ground slowly, and then someone spoke, and in the language of the wolf tribe:

"Dare to attack our camp. He was originally a warrior of the sixth realm. No wonder he could have such courage, and he could also think of attacking other border towns to lure the army to divide. Compared with other wolf tribes, he is already quite smart."

"Qin Lie?!"

There was a trace of anxiety in Ahmadah's voice.

A martial artist of the sixth realm can crush a martial artist of the fifth realm, but he can also be crushed by a martial artist of the seventh realm.

In order to be able to deal with Qin Lie, even though he had made all the preparations, he still felt flustered in his heart.

"it's me!"

Qin Lie came with a smile on his horse, with a long spear across the horse's back, riding alone showed his heroic courage.

boom!boom!
Just at this time, there was a whistling sound from the depths of the camp, and the beacon fire had swallowed the firewood buildings and formed a prairie fire.

The flames soared into the sky, and the night sky was illuminated!
Not to mention that the entire camp was as bright as day, it was also extremely transparent, and everyone was attracted by the fire.

In the blink of an eye, he was attracted to Qin Lie again!

At this time, Qin Lie was riding alone with his back facing the flames, with a light smile on his face, his expression was indifferent, not angry and majestic, even though he was alone against all armies, all armies were afraid of one man.

Seeing Qin Lie right in front of them, these soldiers all looked fanatical, and their morale went straight to the top.

Even Shanjia had an excited look on his face, and his heart was even more moved, and he couldn't help but be impressed by Qin Lie.

Sir, be it!
"Duke Qin!" Shanjia couldn't help but uttered.

Hearing the words, Qin Lie followed the prestige, and couldn't help frowning slightly when he looked at Shanjia:
"How is your body, can you fight again?"

Shanjia immediately risked his fate to switch to the magic skill of wearing armor, his body once again burst into golden light, and the strange power was also consumed by blood, and then he raised his head and said firmly:

"Battleable!"

Qin Lie then frowned:

"That's very good, don't worry about this person... Hold back the rest of the wolf cavalry, don't let them run away."

"Obey!" Shanjia shouted again, and immediately raised his Yanyue Broadsword, and then ran to his infantry formation.

The infantry is struggling to resist the cavalry charge, there are less than [-] infantry, and more than [-] cavalry are resisting.

The degree of sophistication is evident!
Only then did Qin Lie look at Ahmeda again, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but a sneering smile, pointing at him with a single gun under his arm, and there was a little contempt in his voice:

"It's also a cowardly person who didn't dare to take the initiative to attack, so let's go there in person..."

Ahmeda felt his hair stand on end. The moment he was pointed at by the spear, he seemed to feel his back starting to feel cold, and he even forgot to breathe for a moment.

"drive!"

Qin Lie let out a violent shout, and the horse under him was wrapped in a yellow light in an instant, as if he had escaped from the shackles of gravity, and rushed out like an afterimage.

Ahmeda smelled a hint of death!
(End of this chapter)