lethal arsenal

Chapter 68 fierce battle!
The yin qi was full, and the torrent of the yang world and the ghost soldiers blatantly bombarded together.

General Tian with two maces looked around with wolf-like eyes, and smashed the head of a ghost soldier with a red turban with his iron mace smeared with cinnabar.

"You were born as ghosts with my mace. If you become a ghost, you will not escape the fate of my mace."

He growled angrily.

The whistling of the iron mace interrupted the howling of the ghost soldiers.

The crimson cinnabar fell down, and the pawns who were about to pounce on were cut in two.

Just as General Tian's arm was about to be raised, at this moment, the head of the ghost pawn whose chest had been pierced through the tattered corpse on the ground flew up and bit the arm of General Tian viciously.

Grass.

General Tian rubbed his teeth loudly.

……

The yang, the yin and the yin are fighting each other, and a stalemate has formed in a short period of time.

Center of the battlefield.

If the surrounding area is still just ghost fog, then this place has been covered by pitch-black poisonous fog, no matter whether it is a ghost or a person, they dare not take half a step closer.

In the middle of the poisonous fog, Lin Dong had a disdainful sneer on the corner of his mouth, thousands of black air were like little snakes, burrowing straight into the gaps in his armor, or simply biting his exposed skin.

However, regardless of the poisonous fog, Lin Dong's expression was calm and composed.

The snake spirit general's greatest ability was actually restrained.

The skeletal warhorse's green pupils revealed a loathsome light, and two black streams of air spewed out from Bai Sensen's nostrils. One horse's hoof was buried, and it was about to slam into it.

Snake Spirit put his hands empty, and stuck his usual gold-plated phoenix wing into the soil at the other end of the battlefield.

Snake core, Sisi, fluttering in the air, saliva dripping from the fangs.

"You really are amazing."

Snake Spirit General, Sensen said.

Lin Dong tightened the weapons in his left and right hands, and asked provocatively, "How can you say that you are a human? A monster."

Hehehe, hahaha.

"I am indeed not a human, but a ghost, a demon, and a devil!"

The snake spirit will roar wildly with its mouth open, and the thick black air on its body will dance wildly in all directions, turning into long snakes, flaunting wantonly in the wind.

A few unlucky soldiers of the Linhuai army were sucked by the black air, rolled their eyelids immediately, and fell down, while the left and right ghost soldiers took advantage of the situation and ruthlessly inserted their tattered swords into the bodies of living people.

Swallowing to enjoy the hearty blood, like drinking nectar.

Of course, Lin Dong would not let the other party show off his might. He stomped on the ground, the ground sank, and he leaped up high for the second time. This time, Lin Dong held back a fierce force in his heart, and decided to cut the snake spirit general under the knife.

There was no fear in the eyes of the snake spirit general, on the contrary, there was an aura of death, "I would rather die than let you be proud! Ang!"

The snake's head and mouth stretched out in an exaggerated arc, and the snake spirit made its head bigger and bigger, shot into the air, its neck stretched continuously, its fine scales stretched, and its sharp fangs bit Lin Dong fiercely in the air, as if he wanted to swallow him with a knife.

Lin Dong's face was as sinking as water, but he looked extraordinarily calm.

The one-legged bronze man lance hit the fangs hard. The snake's head couldn't bear the force and trembled. Its calf kicked on the fangs, and it didn't matter if it scratched the flesh.

Flipping his wrist, the Miao Dao cut down, and the blade cut along the jaw of the snake kiss, making a terrifying arc. Lin Dong almost slashed along the gust of wind, and before the mouth of the snake closed, he slid out of the huge mouth like lightning.

hold head high!
Big mouthfuls of green blood spurted out.

Snake Spirit General withdrew his magical powers, his head became normal size again, and shrank back, but!The corner of his mouth was almost split to the back of his head. He touched his cheek and showed a hideous and terrifying smile.

"Very good, you have become stronger!"

He exhaled gloomyly.

Right now!
There was a terrifying cracking sound on the side of the hillside, and an iron arrow with a talisman tied to a pole flew out.

"Destroy!"

It was as if a stream of blood had crashed down!

The huge arrow pierced through the snake general's head in an instant.

An eyeball was shot, and the iron arrow directly pierced the entire skull.

The snake core spit out from the mouth, shook slightly, and the body of the snake general fell from the skeleton war horse with a bang.

The skeletal horse, which was still about to pounce, stared helplessly at the fallen corpse with its faint pupils.

The earth is shaking!

"No!"

A dull roar sounded from the other side of the street.

"How can you do this, indiscriminately, and shoot us and other mountain spirits!"

A dull voice that sounded like Hong Zhong Dalu came from the streets of Ghost City.

At one end of the ghost city, a huge monster slowly stepped on blood and mud, broken wreckage, and rotten flesh and blood, stepping out step by step.

The huge footprints are still wet with yellow spring water.

A monster with a height of more than two feet and a huge shell, with the carapace pierced in front, covering its chest like a Hunyuan armor, appeared from the mist.

This monster has white hair and brown skin, wears an iron band on his head, and is dressed as an old monk.

The whole body has Buddha nature, evil nature, intertwined and twisted, strange and extraordinary.

This is the tortoise general.

Lin Dong knew in his heart that this guy was different from the Snake Spirit General.

The snake is the body of man, and the head of the snake.

Except for the huge tortoise shell with mottled copper and green rust, the other parts of this guy's body have all turned into human shapes, but his body is too big, more than two feet tall, and the ground shakes when he walks.

Lin Dong stood in front of him like a ground mouse, not reaching his knees.

The sense of oppression almost overflowed the entire line of sight.

"Originally, I didn't want to, I didn't want to be your enemy!"

"This, you are the ones who persecuted me, just like you persecuted the general back then! Damn you!"

Guiling held a huge cooked copper pumpkin hammer in his hand. Pumpkins are pumpkins, which were introduced from Japan and first originated from the other side of the sea. They were only available in the Ming Dynasty.

The sledgehammer is a fierce general's favorite, but this pumpkin hammer is really too big, it is nearly two feet long, especially this pumpkin, if you hit it with a hammer, it may be... the house will collapse.

coming!

Lin Dong's pupils suddenly shrank.

The already dim sky above his head was directly filled by the copper hammer.

Lin Dong's footsteps touched the ground, and his figure immediately popped out.

boom!The ground was torn apart, where he was originally standing, broken stones and clods flew out, almost brushing past his body.

A series of people in the Linhuai Army were almost scared away.

Wu Youwei on the hillside rubbed his eyes, staring at the inconceivably tall figure.

On the side is Chen Desheng's dull voice: "Turn the muzzle!"

At this moment, Chen Desheng still kept his composure, as expected of the main general.

The flag officer played the semaphore.

The soldiers on both sides pushed the wheels of the cannon carriage carrying the cannons in red and slowly adjusted their positions.

Wu Youwei thought for a while, took off the iron bow, lifted the wooden box, and pulled out the armor-piercing three-pointed spear that could barely fight.

This is a battle between the people of the yang world and the ghosts of the underworld.

"Don't go."

Seeing Wu Youwei's actions, Chen Desheng hurriedly and loudly stopped him. If Wu Youwei died here, he would not be able to deal with Yuan Sanjia. This shout was more to show his attitude.

"No way, General."

Wu Youwei turned his head and smiled indifferently.

He picked up the armored three-pointed spear and charged towards the turtle spirit general below, explaining at the same time: "Most of my soldiers and my wealth are below."

Tapping.

Lin Dong escaped by chance, and his footsteps landed with a heavy sound.

The strong wind from the sledgehammer messed up his bun.

"You set up a ghost market, collect ghosts, murder the world, try to break the seal, revive the devil, and bring disaster to the world. Don't you deserve to die? Who deserves to die!"

Lin Dong shouted loudly.

I want to use the time of talking to buy some time for other soldiers to flee.

This kind of huge monster is really not like a warrior who can catch a single pair and kill it. With this strength, whether the three red cannons on the hillside can be eaten is still a matter of opinion.

"Murdering the world? It's funny! A group of wild boars invaded my Daming Mountains and Rivers. If I kill a few old turtles, what's the point of getting some interest?"

"And you lackeys, you have forgotten your ancestors! You think you can stop the general from recovering, hahaha, the general came from the underworld, this is God's will, God's will!"

The turtle general roared.

He casually grabbed a skeletal horse and threw it towards the Linhuai army formation.

If this hit is real, dozens of people will die.

"open!"

Wu Youwei came at a critical moment, shouted loudly, practiced his strength, and drew a huge circular arc with both armor-piercing three-pointed spears.

When the skeletal warhorse was about to crash into the army formation, it was violently picked aside by the armored three-pointed spear.

The wind howled and the ghost fog filled the air.

Wu Youwei held a big gun and stood majestically in front of the crowd.

(End of this chapter)