Super Sneering System

The sound of surprise rang out one after another, and then became a scream.

Snowflakes fell on every Shang army.

This is an incomparably beautiful snowflake. In the moonlight, there is poetic color. However, its meaning is connected with the hell of death.

The cavalry of Shang state who were fallen by snowflakes were still charging on their horses. However, their bodies on the back of the horses were so fast that they were frozen by the frost.

In panic, the terrible frost spread to the horses under their legs.

A good colt from the grassland has a very strong Qi and blood, but it can't resist the frost magic of the strong four-star demon king.

Their bodies were fast becoming stiff and the legs could no longer move.

Even the blood in the body is gradually solidified at this moment.

Boom! Boom!

Ah ah ah!

On the horse road, one horse fell to the ground.

Strong inertia, the horseback of the cavalry, fly out, and in mid air by the oncoming sharp arrow, into a wasp nest.

There was a shrill cry.

But before the sound spread, it stopped.

Cold into the bone marrow of the frost, frozen their bodies flying in the sky, but also frozen their souls, so that their souls in the cold broken.

Under Wang Zhaojun's frost spell, a Shang army who rushed in front of him died constantly.

In the breath, the thousands of Shang troops running in the front were all destroyed.

Some of them were killed by falling, some were shot by sharp arrows, but most of them were killed by Wang Zhaojun's evil method and frozen to death!

The Shang army, which was not covered with ice and snow in the back, was tripped and dismounted by the Shang army in front.

The whole charging team was in a mess. The corpses of the horses, the bodies of the Shang army, and the chaotic crowd blocked the road leading to the Xia state military camp and could not move forward.

"What's the matter? Why is it snowing? Why is it so terrible?"

"Don't you..."

Zhang Jun was shocked by the sudden change. Then he seemed to think of something, and his face was ugly.

"Is it that the witch named Wang Zhaojun is also in the military camp?"

"Yes, no mistake. It must be her. It is said that there is a powerful witch in the camp of Xia state. "

"Her ice and snow spell can kill anyone. No one can break the city she is sitting on. "

"It's no wonder that these Xia troops dare to be garrisons in the country, so they have to rely on them!"

"General Ben, I met her

Zhang Jun's forehead began to sweat.

The adjutant beside him had a very ugly face.

Obviously, they have heard of Wang Zhaojun's name.

The name of man, the shadow of the tree.

Although Wang Zhaojun kept a low profile, after the war in Lizhou, many commercial troops were very keen on this snow princess.

Now, the powerful witch is in the barracks.

Seeing it with my own eyes, I knew how terrible the witch was.

"Frozen snow."

On Ma Tiao cliff, Wang Zhaojun is wearing a golden phoenix feather coat on his slender body for many times. In the dark, his long hair and clothes flutter with the wind.

Her lips light up, Tan mouth spit out the death of the opportunity.

As the voice fell, she raised her arm and thrust a snow spell into the sky.

Then, a wider range of snow, falling from the sky.

This is not Wang Zhaojun's big move. Its power is not as powerful as that in the middle of winter. It is so terrible that it can freeze the strong one of King Wu.

However, these snowflakes are still a disaster to the strong generals, as well as to the martial masters and warriors under the general level.

Under the moonlight, the numerous snowflakes, incomparably gorgeous, make people obsessed with it.

However, the beautiful snowflakes are connected with the hell of death.

In the sky, it's not snow, but the flower of burying soul!

Ah ah ah!

The sound of scream sounded, and the bodies, blood, and Qi of the Shang army, which were fallen by snowflakes, were frozen rapidly.

They wanted to escape, but before the horses under their feet stepped out, their bodies, together with the horses under their feet, were frozen in place.

In the cold current, their vitality quickly dissipated, one by one died.

At the rear of the army, an assistant general of the Shang state was pale.

"General Zhang, withdraw quickly. If you don't leave, it will be too late."

"General Zhang, it's better to retreat. Otherwise, we'll freeze to death. "

“……”

The voice of an assistant general of the Shang army rang out.

Wang Zhaojun's method of freezing thousands of people with one magic move is too terrible.

Zhang Jun's face was livid and his forehead was sweating.

There was nothing more oppressive in his heart.

He came with 50000 troops, and now he has done nothing. He has lost so many people in vain and left in dismay.In this charge alone, he lost more than 10000 people.

However, he knew that he had to go. If he didn't, the rest of the people would be frozen into ice sculptures!

With Wang Zhaojun in charge, they can't break the horse road!

"Hateful enchantress, this time I will admit defeat. I will take revenge. Retreat, everybody

On the horse's back, Zhang Junfei gave the order quickly.

However, the sound fell, and his body suddenly shook.

In the air, there was a cold voice.

"Punish! Quit! Shoot! Strike

The cold voice of a word, the voice of death, killing, so that Zhang Jun hair inverted.

He was clearly not covered by Wang Zhaojun's frost magic, but at this moment, he felt a chill from the nine hell.

Zhang Jun listened to the sound and raised his head, then saw a piece of fire from the sky.

It was a red flame, but in mid air, it turned into a flamingo flying with wings.

Above the flaming birds, each feather is clearly presented in Zhang Jun's eyes.

Accompanied by a burst of wind through the sky.

Phoenix wings flying in the sky!

Oh!

The Firebird spreads its wings and comes in a moment.

The terrible locking force makes Zhang Jun unable to dodge.

He looked frightened and trembled.

In the eyes of all the generals and soldiers around Zhang Jun, Firebirds bombarded his chest.

Boom!

The violent sound exploded with the fire.

Zhang Jun on the horse's back was hit by the Firebird. He didn't even scream, and his body split into pieces instantly.

The scorching air wave lifted Zhang Jun's general out.

Serious injury with strong strength falls from the horse.

The weaker ones are directly killed by the scorching air wave, and then they die!

On the horse road, every Shang army who was ready to leave suddenly became stiff.

It's not Wang Zhaojun's frost spell.

It's that they are too shocked.

They look at, belong to Zhang Jun in the end of the burning horse, as well as Zhang Jun's fragmented body, can not say a word.

There are some people with big mouths.

They're stupid. They're stupid.

This is the commander-in-chief of their vanguard army, but is he dead like this?

Shot by a sharp arrow from the sky.

There is no corpse!

Not only was Zhang Jun, the leader, shot and killed, but also several generals around him.

At this moment, every commercial army's brain was blank.