Everyone In The World: Obtain Mythical Great Principle Dao Fruit At The Beginning

At the same time, the Yanmen closed.

Chen Diao Si looked at the arrogant Three Thousand Mysterious Armors under Guancheng, and then looked at Jiang Chengqian who was calm and composed. There was no emotion on his face, eyes or heart.

Because his whole body was numb!

He is the leader of the Black Ice Formation, and he is not the Grand Master of the Qin Dynasty. How can he "shock" three hundred people a day?

The emotion of shock will naturally become numb if it is shocked too much.

Anyway, Chen Diao Si has not experienced situations like this often?

Isn't it just three thousand mysterious armors defeating an army of one million? What kind of scene do I have... Mader, I have never seen this scene before.

At this moment, Chen Diao Si had only one thought in his numb heart: I know nothing about this world.

But Jiang Chengqian felt a little unfinished at this moment, and sighed with a little regret, "It seems that the various tribes of Baiman have reached their limit."

Hearing this, Chen Diao Si's numb expression was slightly shaken, and then he regained his salty mentality.

Just because he suddenly realized that he seemed to be just a decoration, unable to do anything, and there was no need for him to do anything.

Regarding this, Chen Diaosi, who often laughed at Emperor Yi for being a useless puppet, had a very complicated mood.

It turns out that the waste is actually me?

who I am? where am I? What am I here to do?

Chen Diao Si didn't want to speak and threw a dog at Jiang Chengqian.

We are all just decorations. We just need to watch your performance, right?

Chen Diaosi, who had no sense of participation, said: "It's really boring to wake up and see another big victory."

Why don't you turn it off? It's boring, really.

At this moment, Jiang Chengqian suddenly raised his hand and said: "Pass this to my general: Prepare to charge!"

With an order, the flags flew, and three thousand black armors immediately gathered at the gate to make final preparations.

Jiang Chengqian also took a step forward, his spirits slightly lifted.

For half an hour, there will be no more military formations in the Baiman camp.

On the contrary, there were abnormal movements in the rear camp and the central army, indicating that the Baiman camp had reached its limit and was ready to make a desperate move!

This is not only Jiang Chengqian's judgment, but also in line with the situation of Baiman Camp.

In fact, this moment actually came much later than Jiang Chengqian expected.

In the era of cold weapon fighting, even a strong army cannot withstand more than 30% casualties without collapse, let alone a "rabble" like the Baiman Camp.

They have been able to persist until now, losing a total of thirty-seven thousand cavalry, and suffering nearly half of the casualties without collapse.

He even had the courage and courage to fight to the death, which was beyond Jiang Chengqian's expectation.

Of course, this does not mean that all tribes are strong armies, but most people have not yet reacted.

To put it simply, the Three Thousand Mysterious Armors were killing too fast, and the Hundred Barbarian Iron Cavalry had not kept up with the pace.

But with nearly half of the casualties, no matter how slow they react, they have reached their limit.

Therefore, the only option for Wolf Lord Murong Longcheng and other barbarian kings was to risk everything for a chance to survive.

Even if it doesn't work out, we should start a war to prevent his subordinates from having any chance of backlash.

And the only card they can still play now is the Golden Tent Palace Guards directly under the various royal courts.

This is the final trump card of the barbarian kings, and it is also the foundation for their control over hundreds of barbarians.

As long as they are left here, the entire Baiman clan will be destroyed.

Thinking of this, Jiang Chengqian's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

He condescended to play tricks with Wolf Lord Murong Longcheng and other barbarian kings, wasn't he just waiting for this moment?

In this battle, all the tribes of the barbarians will be destroyed, and the Beiyin Palace will be flattened, in order to declare the great power of the Qin Dynasty!

"Woo!!!"

At this moment, the tragic and heroic Sirius horn sounded in the Baiman camp.

Groups of golden tent palace guards formed an array in front of the Baiman camp.

Flags of the Great King were swaying behind the guards of the Golden Tent.

King of Donghu, King of Xiongnu, King of Xianbei, King of Loufan, King of Yuezhi...

A total of twelve large banners and twelve thousand golden tent palace guards showed the final details of the various tribes of Baiman.

Except for the wolf lord Murong Longcheng, all the twelve Hu kings went into battle.

Just by looking at it, you can tell that these twelve thousand gold tent palace guards are completely different concepts from the previous ten thousand cavalry army formation.

It seems to be divided into twelve small formations, but in fact they are integrated into one.

The King of the Xiongnu, the King of Xianbei and other barbarian kings were all First Grade Great Grandmasters.

There is also the blessing of the Palace Guard Army Formation, which is the lowest in the Third Grade. Not to mention the Great Grandmaster who can kill the First Grade in the third realm, at least he can compete with others.

The twelve military formations united, and with the tacit cooperation of the Xiongnu King, Xianbei King and other barbarian kings, a monstrous momentum suddenly came out.

It is estimated that even if the land gods of the Celestial Human Realm come face to face, they must avoid their sharp edges.

But at this moment, the three thousand mysterious armors led by Jiang Futian showed no fear.

Just because behind them, Jiang Chengqian was already standing out of thin air.

The momentum of just one person has already suppressed the mighty might of the combined forces on the opposite side.

"Draw the bow!"

Seeing this situation, the Huns and other barbarian kings were happy and not afraid.

In other words: When facing battle, it is useless to think too much, the only thing is...the brave one wins when we meet on a narrow road!

"shoot!"

With a command, twelve palms with stainless steel gauntlets cut down.

A total of 12,000 eagle shooters drew their bows and loosened their strings in unison.

"Boohoo!"

The next moment.

The heavy steel arrows were shot out from the strong bow, and the arrows fell like an overwhelming rain of arrows from the sky.

Even the bright moonlight became a bit dim, and countless arrows were like dark clouds covering the moon, covering the entire sky.

The Condor Shooting Hands are the most powerful warriors in the Mobei Wasteland, and the Golden Tent Palace Guards are the "Batulu" carefully selected from the Condor Shooting Hands.

Not the "No. 1 Batulu in Jilin" like Dong Hyuk from Northeast China, but the kind who truly "champions the three armies bravely".

In just one moment, the 12,000 gold tent palace guards shot at least more than 100,000 arrows.

The heavy arrows, whose entire bodies were carved from star steel, shimmered with light as they flew, intertwining into a brilliant curtain of light, just like stars falling like rain.

There is also a terrifying aura of military evil, and entanglement casts a deep shadow on every heavy arrow.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

At the same time, in the interweaving of light and shadow.

The twelve barbarian kings, including the King of the Xiongnu and the King of Xianbei, launched a charge at the same time.

Twelve thousand golden tent palace guards rolled up twelve streaks of smoke and dust, like twelve Flood Dragons, rushing towards the three thousand mysterious armors like a pack of wolves devouring tigers.

In the process of galloping at high speed, he was still drawing his bow and letting go of his string, bursting out wave after wave of arrow rain.

The most terrifying thing is: the twelve golden tent palace guards with the twelve Hu kings as arrows, the forwards follow exactly at the end of the arrow rain sky, the distance is exactly the same.

It seems to have a bit of "infantry and tank coordination" and "cannonballs washing the ground + long live charge" style.

But facing such a terrifying offensive, the Three Thousand Mysterious Armors stood firm and motionless.

He even had time to rein in his horse and raise his sword, ready to charge.

It was as if these wolf-eating golden tent palace guards were already withered bones in the grave.

At the same time, Jiang Chengqian suddenly moved.

I saw him walking through the air from Yanmen Pass, and the bright moonlight seemed to surround him.

With her big sleeves fluttering, she walks leisurely in the garden, feeling as if she is a fairy.

On this battlefield of armed forces and iron horses, it seems particularly abrupt, but also seems to be in perfect harmony.

Just the sleeves and robes were rolled up, and the overwhelming sky and the rain of arrows were frozen out of thin air.

"Boom!"

The next moment.

The vast and boundless power fell, and the rain of arrows in the sky turned into ashes and was annihilated.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

At the same time, a roar shook the world.

Twelve wolf smoke merged into one, and the soldiers pointed directly at Jiang Chengqian.

The shadow of a howling moon wolf appeared out of thin air above the military formation.

The wolf's head, as big as a mountain, fiercely engulfed him, as if it was about to swallow up the entire void.

See this scene.

Jiang Chengqian's eyes were indifferent, and he just scolded lightly, "Here comes the sword!"

Once a word is spoken, the law will follow.

The vast void of heaven and earth suddenly manifested thousands of sword lights.

One way, two ways, three ways...

Ten ways, a hundred ways, a thousand ways...

Ten thousand, one hundred thousand, one million...

In an instant, millions of sword lights filled the entire world.

With just a twist in the air, Xiaoyue Tianlang's Law Manifestation was torn apart inch by inch.

It was like being cut into pieces by a thousand knives without making any sound.

Between the vertical and horizontal swords, the sharp edge goes straight towards the bullfighting!

"cut!"

The next moment.

Jiang Chengqian scolded lightly, and the sword light in the sky fell from the sky.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

There was a sharp roar, with domineering arrogance, and a rain of swords fell from the sky.

In just an instant, the Baiman Camp was reduced to ruins.

Countless hundreds of barbarian cavalry were chopped to pieces under the rain of swords from the sky.

At least more than 30,000 people died under this rain of swords.

Especially the 12,000 gold tent palace guards who were under special care were turned into blood mist on the spot.

Only the Xiongnu king and other barbarian kings escaped with their bodies covered in blood.

"It's just the First Grade three realms, it's really too reluctant!"

"If the score in this world hadn't been cleared up, this wave of high and low would also have to be cleared!"

Seeing this situation, Jiang Chengqian was not satisfied.

Immediately he rose up with his sleeves rolled up, like a Kunpeng striking water, flying across the sky.

He actually rode alone and charged into the chaotic Baiman camp.

Fighting alone for three thousand miles, one sword can stop a million soldiers!

His sleeves and robes were rolled up, and the sword light in the sky appeared out of thin air.

Like a sharp flying sword, it fell from the air.

Countless splendid sword lights are like lightning that cuts through the night and shines through the dawn.

Countless hundreds of barbarian cavalry could not help but close their eyes.

It seemed that he didn't dare to look directly at the supreme edge, and he seemed to be frightened by the light of the Xingluo sword.

"Boom!"

The next moment.

The sword lights criss-crossed like a curtain of light across the sky and the earth, covering the Hundred Barbarian Camp that stretched for hundreds of miles.

Countless limbs and broken bones flew up along with the human heads, and the floating blood mist reflected the bright moon, giving it a cruel and poignant beauty.

Amidst the sword light, Jiang Chengqian strolled leisurely in the courtyard, looking indescribably handsome and elegant.

The sword light came and went in all directions, causing people to fall on their backs and horses everywhere.

Countless blood and corpses were spread out into a carpet of flesh and blood, creating a passage of death.

In an instant, the camp of hundreds of barbarians spanning hundreds of miles seemed to be about to be killed.

Jiang Chengqian's long sleeves fluttered and he headed straight for the wolf master Murong Longcheng's banner.

With overwhelming power, it dominates all directions and is unparalleled!

"Murong Longcheng, why don't you kneel down and die?!"

While roaring, Jiang Chengqian raised his hands and unsheathed the Taiadi Sword on his waist.

A sword rolled up the sword light all over the sky, and cut out a wave of sword energy across the sky and the earth!