Immediately afterwards, the surging blood-red battle intent rose to the sky, like blood light, tearing this sea of fire out of the world.

Zuo Yang's hands were lightning-like seals, and they were immediately slapped down violently.

Rumble!

The majestic blood-red battle intent swept out like a wave, turning into a huge battle intent light curtain of thousands of zhang, like a huge blood-red shield, extremely strong.

Di Wen and Hua Zelei looked at this scene, they couldn't help but shake their heads, and they were both amazed, it turned out that this small Beijun actually hid this kind of power, they looked at each other, and they thought the same thing.

Both of them stopped, not because they didn't want to end the battle, but because they wanted to see how far this Bu Zuozhi could fight with only a grass chicken army and the red armor army, without their intervention, they would definitely be able to see a very wonderful confrontation between the armies!

Snort!

The muskets were shot overwhelmingly, and finally all of them fell on the light curtain of battle intent, and suddenly the smoke rose up, and the scene was like magma falling into the sea, and in the snort, it quickly turned into cold white gas and floated in the air!

"Just with your grass chicken army, you also want to compete with my Red Armor Army?" Zuo Yang saw this scene, a smug smile rose on the corner of his mouth, and immediately, he waved the talisman in his hand again.

Buzzing!

I saw that behind it, there were countless blood-red long knives condensed out, bursting out in a steady stream, look at this posture.

He actually wanted to directly rely on his high-quality battle intent to defeat the Beijun Iron Cavalry alive.

People in the surrounding two or three miles can see this scene, and even the large and small civil forces on the other side of the moat are also silently watching, not knowing what exactly happened, causing this big war!

Seeing this, Di Wen's brows also furrowed slightly, because there was a very big gap between the Red Armor Army and the Beijun Iron Cavalry itself, and the quality of the fighting spirit emitted by it was definitely stronger than that of the Beijun Iron Cavalry.

Although I don't know what hole cards Bu Zuozhi still hasn't played, but if it continues like this, without the help of Di Wen and Hua Zeti, Bu Zuozhi seems to be unable to win.

"After all, there is a qualitative gap between the county-level army and the domain-level army, the difference is too much, and only one inscription battle array still can't turn things around!" Some people shook their heads secretly, and Bu Lei also sighed deeply, I am afraid that the Beijun Iron Cavalry will not last long at all, and they will all be destroyed, and Bu Zuozhi will not be able to walk away, but he will throw a huge pit for him......

And for the unoptimistic gaze in the sky, Bu Zuozhi didn't pay much attention to it, he looked at the wave after wave of rainstorm offensives, on his young face, he was still calm, and the wave of his sleeve robe triggered a huge battle intent, and he put on a defensive posture.

The offensive and defensive positions of the two sides have been stalemate, but with the change of time, the many eyes of the Northern County Iron Cavalry, who were originally not optimistic, gradually turned into consternation.

Because they found that the Beijun Iron Cavalry, which was not superior in the offensive before, was able to completely defend against the offensive of the Red Armor Army, and there was no sign of loosening, and there was not even a trace of decline, but the Red Armor Army was a little struggling, and the fighting spirit had faded.

"Strange...", some people who couldn't understand the reason were stunned.

Di Wen and Hua Zeti's eyes also became interested, and they looked thoughtfully at the young figure that emitted a real monstrous fire, and they both muttered to themselves: "I feel like I have an inner taste." ”

In the countless incomprehensible eyes, Bu Zuozhi also slowly raised his head, he looked at Zuo Yang, whose face became a little ugly, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "It's over!"

When Zuo Yang heard his words, the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, "Do young people nowadays like to pretend to be forced, first pretend to be invincible, and then turn over and slap their faces, this kind of rotten routine... ”

It's true that this kind of routine is really bad, but just ask you if it's cool, and it's over if you pretend to be forced or not!

"You say this, although I don't like to hear it, but I'm pretending to be forced like this, what's the matter!" Bu Zuozhi said lightly, but in his eyes, there was a strong killing intent and firelight surging.

When Bu Zuozhi's voice gradually fell, his eyes seemed to have inscriptions flickering, and the runes were so small that immediately, his hands were slowly raised, and the Beijun Iron Rider who was in the sea of fire below suddenly resounded with a bloodthirsty roar.

Roar!

Bu Zuozhi's hands slowly sealed, and with the change of the inscription in his hand, the monstrous raging fire battle intent actually let out a violent roar, and the surging battle intent was even stronger than before.

Dragged on until now, Bu Zuozhi didn't want to waste time, although this red armor army was not as easy to deal with as imagined, but Bu Zuozhi was completely sure that he had to move seriously!

"Rush over!

Bu Zuozhi's hands were stagnant, the flames in his eyes burst out, his hands were raised suddenly, and suddenly the flames behind him swept out, and he turned into a cavalryman in the sky, which was a hundred zhang high, and the surging flames rose all over his body, and the cavalry crotched the fire horse, spread its wings and rushed to kill, its sharp eagle eyes, overlooking the earth.

With the appearance of the Hundred Flame Knights, the heavens and the earth were boiling, and an indescribable sense of oppression shrouded them, and under this oppression, even some strong people whose strength was in the Xuan Realm couldn't help but change.

The expressions of some strong people who know the army have also become solemn, and this kind of fighting spirit has gone beyond its essence......

"If the Battle Intent Transformation is the first order, then the Battle Intent Transformation Spirit should be the second order...... Di Wen looked at the powerful Bu Zuozhi and muttered.

This Bu Zuozhi is finally beginning to reveal his true means.

Zuo Yang raised his head, the huge wave of fire was reflected in the pupils of his eyes, he naturally knew how far this would run the battle intent, so that his eyes were also very dignified, although he knew that there was a difference between the quality realm of his battle intent and the spirit of war intent, but he had no intention of being caught, and still chose to carry it to the death!

Bu Zuozhi looked down at Zuo Yang, he grinned, the battle flag in his hand appeared, and he waved it down suddenly, only to see the flame cavalry condensed by the battle intent that was 100 zhang high, rushing to kill it, and the 100-zhang long musket directly pierced the void, and the horse's hooves stepped down frantically.

Bang!

This battlefield was directly collapsed at this time, and a huge crack spread rapidly.

Bang!.....

The earth continued to collapse, and Zuo Yang's robe was also oppressed against his body. "Horror!"

Zuo Yang raised his head, slowly spread out his hands, and tried his best to maximize his fighting spirit.

"Buzz!"

At the intersection of countless pillars of battle intent light, tens of thousands of long knives condensed out little by little, and the fierce wind between heaven and earth was extremely violent at this time.

"Slash!"

At this moment, there seemed to be a clear sound resounding, when tens of thousands of voices converged together, it reached everyone's ears, if it was like opening the skull, facing collapse!

Tens of thousands of blood-red long knives slashed down heavily, and then with a monstrous battle intent, the fierce cavalry that rushed over collided heavily.