Mad Martial War Emperor

Until 2nd day, the 4 princes attacked Xue Wuchen together and wanted to completely break up his camp.

Xue Wu played the finishing touch. Ye Qinghan’s eyes were getting colder and more dissatisfied, and Xue Wuzhen apologized at a critical juncture every time, leaving Ye Qinghan wondering what to do.

In the end, Xue Wuchen reprimanded Xue Wu and told her to stop talking, and the smoke-free war dissipated.

At noon, the sun was shining, and the slave battalion rested for a moment before getting up to fight.

This battle is their battle for freedom. Although it is very difficult to kill 1000 with 10000, there is at least a hope of victory. In the slave camp, they have only endless darkness.

“Today, I live and die with you!” There was no intention to pull out the sabre, the armor was facing the sun, and cold glow 4 shots.

Hua!

1000 Army shields lances are all first-class, configured entirely in accordance with the madness before the Great Desolate World’s demise, they want to perfectly perform the wonderful of that year.

These 1000 people are all slaves in the True Spirit world, and all power systems are also True Spirit divine force, and there is no problem in cooperating with each other.

1000 people form a three-corner shape, and they have no intention to be in the forefront, but also rush to the forefront. It is very dangerous and may be killed at any time. This is actual combat, not on paper.

The two armies are separated by 1000 meters. There is no terrain advantage on a large plain.

“If I have to stop when I shout, anyone will dare to hurt someone and deal with it according to military regulations.”

Fourth Prince shouted to both armies.

Huh!

There was a roar from both sides, and the sound of the waves was shaking.

“Block the sky!”

The Fourth Prince ordered a rays of light hiding the sky and covering the earth, covering 1000 miles, and the sky could no longer fly. In order to annihilate Yan Pride and prevent him from escaping, he could only block the sky. Now it is exactly the same.

The inability to fly in the sky is bound to increase difficulties.

“kill!”

No heart first rushes to the enemy group, leading 1000 slaves is like a sharp sword to tear the enemy’s defense.

Shua!

Wow ————————

The large army led by Nangonglan was shaped like a recessed pit, an inverted bow, and a strong divine spear in the human hand, which could penetrate armor and stab the existence of the fleshhy body. They did not take the initiative to attack it, but they swept from the wings.

Bang bang bang!

Hua hua hua!

The slave battalion led by no intention is like one body. It is like a sharp sword that pierces directly into the army. The unintentional battle strength is absolutely worthy of the striker General, sweeping all the way, picking up the forward army, tearing a mouth. Later, the two powerhouses at the rear guarded them, and the lance in the third row also killed the two sides, defending the front, which is equivalent to giving his life to a teammate, and each and everyone smashed regardless of their lives.

shua ~ shua ~ shua ~!

puci ——————

what——

There are more and more screams, as long as they never fall down, such an army is like a sharp sword with a whole body of thorns, and the spear keeps stabbing into the fleshy body of the forbidden army, crushing it strongly.

The last row of troops was still far away, and the two wings were not completely surrounded. After one charge, the embargo killed at least 2 people, while the slave battalion was not dead, only a few were injured.

Nangong Lan, who is in control of the embargo, looked backwards. The current situation is almost the same as in the past. It is just the lethality of a team of Great Desolate World. Expanding this battle by 1000 times is the true military sage of the year. Last classic battle.

Nangonglan staggered his hands, the banner in his hand screamed, and signaled that the 2 wings accelerated to surround the slave battalion. As long as the people in the last row of the slave battalion had no defense, this 3-corner army would be unable to withstand a single blow!

At that time, 1000 such troops were separated by ten meters to form a huge 3-corner shape, which cooperated with each other. Yan Ao personally led the army into the enemy group, tearing the defense, and thus inserted into the Snow Squadron led by Ling Yan as if he was dead. , Causing incalculable losses!

Bang bang bang!

The embargo approached the last row of slaves. At this time, the slaves suddenly changed their shape and had no intention of contracting backwards. The 3 angles turned into circles, with 3 layers inside and 3 layers outside. The inner slave suddenly threw a lance. , Penetrated the army defense, followed the army of the second platoon to take advantage of the situation and penetrated into the depths of the defense, but the forbidden army had no intention, so the impact of the powerhouse finally lost the impact, and the opposing army also launched a crazy impact.

In a short time, more than 1000 people were killed or injured on both sides, but there were still more deaths from the embargo, about 600, and the slave camp had only 700 left!

“Reduce the fighting area.”

shua ~ shua ~ shua ~!

With no intention of yelling, the army quickly rotated to form a small circle, harvesting life like a sawtooth. The smaller the battle area, the fewer people the opponent can exert power. Although there are only 9000 people left, there are still many, many The embargo could not reach the inside at all, and people outside could not attack the slave battalion and became a waste.

“Unlock the sky!”

Growled Nangong Lan.

Fourth Prince frowned, said solemnly, “Open the sky blockade, as long as you have no intention of escaping the encirclement, even if this battle annihilates all slave camps, you still lose.”

“He can’t escape!” Nangong Lan said dismissively.

shua ~ shua ~ shua ~!

Command the flag to swing and mobilize the peripheral army to prepare to fly from above to kill the slave battalion.

There is no intention to cold glow flashed. If you want to reduce the loss, you must first break through, and escape from the encirclement Nangonglan even if you lose.

“Escort me out of the war! The battle is over and you will be free.”

This sentence was like a stimulant breaking into the inside of the crowd. The 700 slave went crazy and began to shock again, turning it into a 3-corner shape, protecting him in the center with no intention, and escorting him to escape the encirclement.

Wow ————————

The sky was blocked, and a large number of Guard troops rushed from above.

Bang!

The slave in the inner circle suddenly throws lance, killing to the void, just like an arrow rain.

xiū xiū xiū ——————

lance, saber, all thrown out like swarms, slaves gave up attacking all around the army, only emitting a strong True Spirit divine force defense.

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Never inadvertently follow lance and rush directly into the void, flying one spear, killing more than ten embargoes a few times, breaking through the blockade above, turning towards Four Prince and Ye Qinghan and the others Rush, as long as you enter the crowd, you win.

“I said you can’t escape!”

“Frozen for 9 days! Cold sword extinguishes 8 wastes!”

Wow ——————

Although Nangong Lan was suppressed at the god’s extreme cultivation base, the speed and destructiveness were still horrible, turning into a flash of lightning to kill the unintentional back, trying to stop him.

Unintentional but indifferent, speeding up to Ye Qinghan.

Si si 嘶…

Frost sword energy tears the void, getting closer and closer by no means, as long as he does not change direction, he will be killed by Nangong Lan!

“open!”

Nangong Lan speeded up again, Person and Sword Unite, behind the heartless, sword energy frozen the heartless blood, you can kill him in an instant.

Suddenly, he suddenly rushed up vertically, hiding, Nangong Lancha couldn’t help, and Ye Qinghan stabbed forward.

It’s too fast, and when he has no intention of running away, it seems he is ready to let Ye Qinghan drag him on, but he can’t continue to slaughter him.

Hua!

Ye Qinghan’s black hair has been swept away by sword energy, and Han Jian has appeared in the forehead.

Bang!

Ye Qinghan folded his palms with his hands folded, and his bracelet was made into gloves, which even gripped Nangonglan’s long sword.

boom!

The rock at the foot of Ye Qinghan broke, the ground was cracked, the body was twisted, and the force rose from the ground. If he wanted to set up Holy City, Nangong Lan couldn’t step in, as if the sword had penetrated into the hands of Realm Master. Don’t enter.