Chapter 43: The Main Strength of the Barbarian Army
The big war, at this moment, was about to break out, and it was extremely chaotic again.
Yan Hongchen, the more he killed, the more courageous he became, and the Battle King Halberd Method was on the battlefield, and he finally exerted its due power.
In a large area of attack, I saw that he turned into a blood-colored dragon with one man and one beast, sweeping most of the battlefield.
Haoyue Changfeng is not far behind, using the family heirloom Haoyue swordsmanship, and killing is also full of enemy blood.
Haoyue Changfeng, who can be called the generation of the Haoyue Empire, the head of the three masters, his combat power is not mediocre, even against some barbarian warriors at the semi-saint level, he can also maneuver one or two, and he can do it with ease.
This made Yan Hongchen sincerely appreciate the strength he showed.
Performing a trick of a hundred battles in the sand, Yan Hongchen quickly transferred the battlefield and retreated to the Yan family's army.
Because, the move just now almost drained the energy in the body and killed more than a dozen barbarian berserkers.
Retreating to the rear of the Yan family's army, he hurriedly rested on Bai Lin's back, quickly absorbed it, and soon recovered his strength, and threw himself into the battlefield again, repeatedly
Yan Hongchen, his cultivation is also constantly climbing in this battle, and the battlefield is like he was born to cultivate bloodthirsty techniques.
Yan Hongchen seemed to be red-eyed, and when he saw people, he was trying his best to show his housekeeping skills, and he didn't have the slightest reservation.
Yan was speechless, and when he saw Yan Hongchen's lifeless posture, he couldn't help but give him a thumbs up.
said to the black tiger next to him: "Our red dust boy is too violent, it's good to be young!"
Black Tiger, haha, said: "Isn't that a seed born by my eldest brother, how can there be a bad seed?"
After speaking, Black Tiger and Yan Wuyan threw themselves into attacking Ye Muqi with all their might.
Ye Mu Qi's strength was already quite strong, and he was infected by that giant axe, but now he is even more domineering, and the black tiger and Yan Wuyan faced each other, and they could only barely fight to a draw.
Haoyue Longxiao on the other side, sitting cross-legged under the protection of Lin Haimengjiang to heal his injuries, obviously not lightly injured by Ye Muqi's battle.
Yan Invincible is with Ge Liehuo, holding back most of the barbarians, saint-level warriors and powerhouses, resulting in not allowing them to join the home of the Yan family's army slaughter.
The Yan family army is divided into ten teams, and each pair is led by a team leader at the demi-saint level, and with the combat method, of course, it has the power to break through.
Haoyue Long smiled, sat cross-legged for a while, opened his eyes, and said to Lin Hai and Mengjiang, "You guys also hurry up and join the battle and help General Ge and them kill the enemy!"
Looking at the strength of the Yan family's army, although there are only 10,000 soldiers, the barbarian army that can be killed, millions of people and horses are retreating
Haoyue Long smiled, and couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.
originally thought that this Yan family army was just famous, and it was just a vain name, but now when he saw this powerful combat power, he instantly refreshed his previous three views.
He really regretted in his heart that he didn't invite the Yan family army to fight earlier, otherwise, how could the two million soldiers of the Haoyue Empire be so defeated and die, this is caused by the consequences of his arrogance and conceit.
Now, his younger brother died in battle, and the thousand royal elites he brought with him have also disappeared, and the prestige and power he has created over the past few decades have also come to naught.
At this moment, Ye Muqi suddenly shook Yan Wuyan and the Black Tiger, and shouted, "Where are the Nine Warriors of the Barbarian Domain?"
Hearing Ye Mu Qi's call, the other nine strong men comprehended it one after another, shook off and broke free from the opponent and came behind Ye Mu Qi, and responded in unison.
"The subordinates are here!"
Nogi Qi shouted loudly and said, "Nogi tactics, together!"
I saw nine warriors, some half-saints and some saints, all stretched out their hands and pressed their palms on Ye Muqi's back, and huge energy was poured into his body.
In an instant, Nomu Qi's strength continued to rise, I don't know how many times stronger than the original, this move is a combined attack method handed down by Nomu Qizu, it is said that their ancestors, following the Yan family army back then, the power is huge and cannot be underestimated.
Seeing the situation, the black tiger roared: "Bluff, suffer death!"
Who knew that the black tiger was holding the giant sword, and he hadn't touched Ye Muqi yet. was smashed by Nomu Qi and flew out of a few hundred meters with a heavy stick.
In the distance, the black tiger coughed up a mouthful of blood, looking at Ye Muqi, whose power was rising, his eyes were full of fear.
Noki Qi just made a stick, and his strength almost doubled several times from the original, which is really perverted.
As soon as Ye Mu Qi drank, the nine hands that pressed on his back had already been removed, and his momentum was undiminished, and he flew towards Yan Wuyan.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Yan Wushu beckoned Shangge Flame Linhai and Mengjiang, and hurriedly met for support.
Meng Jiang's cultivation was low, and suddenly, he was shocked by Ye Muqi's stick and flew out.
I saw that Ye Mu Qi fought Yan Wuyan alone and the four of them, without falling behind at all, and also faintly had an advantage.
The strength that Ye Mu Qi has displayed now has exceeded it, and he originally had too much strength in his own realm.
He fought four saints alone, two in the Flawless Realm, two in the transcendent realm, and also fought back against the Black Tiger, a transcendent realm saint, and injured Mengjiang, a transcendent saint realm, and this battle will definitely go down in history in the future.
After this battle, no one dared to underestimate the warriors of their Wild Wood Dynasty, which also established the prestige of the barbarian warriors and the world.
The black tiger wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said to himself: "Damn, the old boy is crazy enough!"
After speaking, he rushed forward with the giant sword on his shoulder, and with the addition of the black tiger, it also made it easier for the four of them to fight against Ye Mu Qi, even so, Ye Mu Qi was still strong, pressing the five people to fight.
Haoyue Long smiled, stood up and held the golden sword in his hand, and came to Haoyue Changfeng's side.
He sighed: "Feng'er, father, I am ashamed of thousands of Haoyue soldiers, I am afraid that even if I die, I will not be able to repay my sins." β
Haoyue Changfeng looked at his father in disbelief, thinking of something to stop him, but it was too late.
Haoyue Long smiled and dragged his wounded body into the barbarian army, and a golden sword was swayed vividly.
The powerhouses above the saint level of the barbarian clan also retreated at this moment, resting under the protection of the barbarian warriors.
Obviously, most of the power that had been passed on to Ye Mu Qi just now, seeing Haoyue Long smiling and rushing towards him, all the barbarian warriors immediately surrounded him desperately.
Haoyue Long smiled, every time he slashed out a sword, a lot of blood flowed out of his nose, his current strength is serious, it is no longer a simple healing can be recovered, he wants to make up for his careless mistakes.
He also repented of the consequences of underestimating the strength of the barbarian army and losing millions of Haoyue people.
Now he wanted to kill more barbarians to repay the dead soldiers, even if it dragged the seriously wounded body to death here.
Haoyue Changfeng wanted to rush forward, but his strength was low, and he couldn't go over to help his father, so he could only do it in a hurry.
Haoyue Long smiled at this moment, the golden sword in his hand was like chopping melons and vegetables, a large number of barbarians were killed, and the injuries in his body also worsened.
At this moment, a large number of reinforcements from the rear of the barbarian domain are rushing towards this side, and I am afraid that more than a million iron horsemen can rush over.
In the sky, Yanjiangbei and Yemu Zhan were inseparable, and Yemu Zhan shouted happily.
Ye Mu Zhan said: "Yan Jiangbei, since I became famous, you are the only character who can fight with me for so long and not fall behind, I Ye Mu Zhan admires you very much, I hope you don't let me down." β
Yan Jiangbei said calmly: "Yemu Zhan, you are also a person I have seen in my life, and my strength makes me worthy of all my strength, and there are too few people who can pick me up in Haoyue." β
Ye Mu Zhan said, "Haha, okay! It's crazy enough! Fight with me for another 300 rounds!"
Yan Jiangbei is now a saint, and the strength of the peak of the holy state of mind, and Yemu Zhan is also this cultivation, and the two are now equal in strength.
It's too difficult for the two to tell the winner, they are both battle-hardened characters, and they don't fall behind anyone.
Yan Jiangbei looked below, a large number of barbarian troops came to support, and said: "I can't see that you still have such a hidden hand, but you still have so many troops." β
Ye Mu Zhan simply put down the attack and said: "The front is just a force that I transferred over, and the troops who were cannon fodder were all shallow wastes. Now it is the main force of my Nogi Dynasty, and the environment on the continent we live in is already too difficult, for the sake of my thousands of people, I must wave my troops to your country. β
Yan Jiangbei responded: "If there is no fighting, and the two countries reach an agreement with each other, will the relationship of interests not work?
Yemu Zhan said disdainfully: "As far as the people of your country are concerned, will they care about the life or death of our Yemu Dynasty? Yanjiangbei, you are too naΓ―ve, let's fight! β
Immediately afterwards, the sound of iron hooves galloping thousands of horses also sounded in the border city.
The sound of iron hooves rolls and closes towards the battlefield!