Under the city walls, the corpses are like mountains, and the war is rolling.

The soldiers of the State of Chu were still besieging the city, and the old man in the dark gold dragon robe, Chu Huangzu, had already fled into the distance like a desperate person.

"Quick, stop him. Ironclad soldiers, prepare to block him for me!"

The old man in the dark gold dragon robe, Chu Huangzu, roared hoarsely, and under the rapid running, the whole person had already plunged into the Chu army camp in embarrassment.

"Imperial Ancestor, what's going on?"

The middle-aged man in a long shirt from the military advisor of the Chu State hurriedly rushed over and exclaimed.

"It's the White Cloud City Lord, his fist skills are very powerful, the old man is not his opponent!" Chu Huangzu, the old man in the dark gold dragon robe, hurriedly said: "Quick, immediately arrange for the army to block him, you must block him-"

"Emperor Ancestor, don't worry, I have already arranged for the Ironclad Army to go and surround him, we have a 10,000-strong Ironclad Army, even if he is a second-class innate realm, he will not be able to defeat him for a long time. The middle-aged man in the long shirt of the Chu State Military Division shook the white-feathered goose feather fan in his hand, and said confidently and calmly.

Chu Huangzu, the old man in the dark gold dragon robe, breathed a sigh of relief slightly, immediately stopped his escape, turned around to look, and found that the White Cloud City Lord who had just chased him was indeed surrounded by many ironclad legions at this moment.

The ironclad army was wrapped in steel armor and iron armor, and the sword was difficult to hurt. Every soldier of the Iron Armor Army has the cultivation of the Martial Dao Sixfold Realm, and he is the elite unit in the army of the Chu State. Of the 300,000 troops of the entire Chu army, the ironclad army only accounted for about one-thirtieth of the army, and there were only about 10,000 people.

These ironclad armies shrouded in steel armor can even be used specifically to encircle and kill the powerhouses of the Innate Realm at important moments. You must know that under normal circumstances, although the innate sword qi of a third-rank innate realm powerhouse is huge, it is not able to break through these steel armors at all. Therefore, it is also very troublesome to kill these ironclad soldiers, at least it will take some hands and feet, and it will not be as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.

Moreover, the ironclad army was numerous, layered, and besieged. Once the innate realm powerhouse is trapped, if he can't break through early, when the true yuan power is exhausted, he will be ground to death.

"He is a second-rank innate realm, and his true yuan power is much stronger than that of a third-rank innate realm, I'm afraid it's not so easy to deal with!" Chu Huangzu, the old man in the dark gold dragon robe, still looked very solemn, staring closely at the battle in front of him, always vigilant.

"Well, if he retreats now, we can't do anything about him. But if he refuses to leave-" A trace of coldness appeared on the face of the middle-aged man in the long shirt of the Chu State Army, and he said in a deep voice: "Then he is looking for death." The 10,000 ironclad army can't be killed at all, even if it's a second-class innate realm, it will be weak and weak. When the True Yuan Power is exhausted, it will be his death!"

"Well, that's true. The defense of the Iron Armor Army is amazing, it is completely an iron lump, and then it is coordinated by the formation. Even the old man can only kill two thousand people at most, and I am afraid that he will die of exhaustion. Although the strength of the White Cloud City Lord is stronger than the old man, three thousand people is definitely his limit!" The old man in the dark gold dragon robe, Chu Huangzu, nodded slightly, and said with an expectant gaze: "This White Cloud City Lord is arrogant, and the old man is really looking forward to him being in love with the battle all the time, so as to take the opportunity to eradicate him!"

"Haha, don't say it, it's really possible for the emperor's wish to come true! You see that the Baiyun City Lord has been fighting in the foothills, looking at that posture, there is no idea of retreating at all. The middle-aged man in the long shirt of the Chu State Army Division laughed, paused, and said in a deep voice: "But this Baiyun City Lord's fist technique is really powerful, one punch can kill an ironclad soldier of our army, and the heavy steel helmet and iron armor can't even stop his fist strength, it is indeed a little terrifying." ”

"What is this, even the ten generals of my Chu State's innate realm cultivation can't stop his iron fist, let alone a mere ironclad soldier. The dark gold dragon robe, the old man Chu Huangzu, shook his head secretly, and said in a deep voice: "Now you can only use the quantity to consume his true yuan power!"

"Well, the courage of the horseman will definitely not last long. But it's only been a moment that three hundred of our ironclad army have died, it's really terrifying!" The middle-aged man in the long robe of the Chu State Army Division looked at the battlefield in the distance, frowned, and said: "Isn't this Baiyun City Lord always known for his swordsmanship, how can his fist skills be so powerful!"

"It's obvious that he's hiding his strength, and his swordsmanship is just the strength he exposes on the surface. His real strength is his fist technique!" Chu Huangzu, the old man in the dark gold dragon robe, had a solemn face, and said in a deep voice: "This Baiyun City Lord is a body refining martial artist, and he can resist the old man's big sword with just a pair of iron fists, and the old man has no power to resist. ”

"Damn, our ironclad army has already lost a thousand people!" The middle-aged man in the long shirt of the Chu State Army Division stared at the front tightly, and his face ached. These elites of the Ironclad Army are all descendants of the troops he trained by himself, and now that there are so many casualties, he naturally suffers a lot of pain.

"It's very early, look at it, this White Cloud City Lord can kill at least more than two thousand people, or even three thousand!" Chu Huangzu, the old man in the dark gold dragon robe, said in a deep voice.

"Damn the Baiyun City Lord!" The middle-aged man in the long shirt of the Chu State Army had a very ugly face, and said fiercely: "Fortunately, the formation of our army has also been completed, and the siege has been encircled, and the surrounding area has been surrounded like an iron bucket, and he is now unable to escape!"

The sound of killing in front shook the sky, and the teams of ironclad troops walked neatly, and between the encirclement, the steel helmets and iron armor sounded a sonorous sound. With a knife in one hand and a shield in the other, they formed four huge human walls, advancing step by step.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

"Boom, boom!" "Poof!", "Poof!"

In the center of the siege of the ironclad army, Ye Xing wore a blue robe with short hair, and his fists danced, one left hook, one right hook, one uppercut, and one fierce straight punch.

The two fists danced like wind wheels, and the fist wind whistled, carrying the power of ten thousand jun to roar vertically and horizontally.

Suddenly, the surrounding ironclad troops were like sandbags, spitting blood from their mouths one by one, and they were violently blasted out by Ye Xing. There were one corpse after another of the Iron Armor lying on the ground, and the so-called steel helmet and iron armor were all sunken in, all of which had terrifying fist marks.

"Imperial Ancestor, this ...... That's already two thousand dead!" The middle-aged man in the long robe of the Chu State Army said with a frightened face.

"It's not enough, but it should be soon. The dark gold dragon robe, the old man Chu Huangzu's eyes flashed, and said, "Wait, his limit is estimated to be three thousand." When he showed his fatigue, the old man personally took action and united with the ironclad army to besiege and kill him!"

Time passed bit by bit, and Ye Xing in front of him was constantly killing the ironclad army of the Chu State, and the iron fist was extremely fierce.

Two thousand one hundred people—

Two thousand two hundred --

Two thousand three hundred people—

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Two thousand five hundred people--

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Two thousand eight hundred—

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"Three...... Three thousand, Emperor Ancestor, our army has already lost three thousand!" The middle-aged man in the long shirt of the Chu State Army Division was shocked, and said in a trembling voice, the original calm and calm on his face had long since disappeared.