This is an iron-blooded army, this is an invincible army, this is an army that is enough to tear everything apart, this is an army that is the envy of all nations!

The name of this army is - the army of death!

The purpose of the existence of this army is to kill the enemy, their goal is to kill the enemy, and everything they exist is to kill the enemy. Unlike Ziyun Yuan's meaning of burying heaven and earth, the meaning of beheading is very simple, just to kill, to kill everything that stands in their way...... Enemy.

And the person in charge of this army, known as the strongest genius in the history of the Tang family, opened up a world with a long knife in his hand....... Overlord Tang Yi!

The slashing army moved, branching out a path in the middle for three people to walk side by side. Everyone's movements were surprisingly consistent, and the horses, dressed in heavy armor, were able to move silently. If you lift weights lightly, this is the realm!

The world was silent, and there was not a single sound. The killing in the palace seemed to be isolated from the world, and not a single trace of it came here. And suddenly, a voice rang out. The sound was soft, like a breeze on the surface of a lake, but ...... But it spread all over the world!

A man in black armor, with a large knife hanging from his waist, and four flags behind him, rode three tall horses, and walked slowly.

The speed of the horse was very slow, and the sound of every horse's hooves clearly came to the ears of the beheading army, and it also resounded between heaven and earth. In this way, he slowly came to the front of the beheading army, and when he came to the front, the beheading army changed back to its original form.

The man stood there, but he gave people the feeling of facing heaven and earth. It's as if he is heaven and earth. The sense of oppression that makes all things surrender makes the surrounding aura fear and awe, plain but not bland, this is a real overlord!

To put it simply, the overlord is unreasonable, he likes to rob anything, he does not need to take care of others, he does not need to care about others, the whole world must surrender to him, he is everything, he is everything, no one can oppose him!

Anyone who dares to disobey his orders and oppose him can only die, and only die!

The man in front of him is both an overlord and not an overlord. He can not hesitate to command the army to kill the enemy, but in the face of relatives and friends, he is not a king, he can put down the dignity of the king and drink with his friends, and laugh heartily.

The so-called king is the most greedy, the most bold, the most irritable. And clear and turbid, the pursuit of the ultimate life. Those who are ministers are admired by them and follow them.

The so-called king is more ambitious than anyone else, can laugh more heartily than anyone else, is more easily angry than anyone else, and both good and evil have reached the highest point.

A king who thinks this way can probably only be called a tyrant. However, this is the real overlord, they are domineering, fighting the heavens and the earth with their own strength, and using their own strength to conquer and plunder what they see and hear. There is no need to worry about others, because this is the way of the overlord!

And the same is true of the man who has inherited the way of the overlord.

"Divide five thousand men and horses!" The man spoke lightly, he held the hilt of the knife at his waist, and the faint voice echoed between heaven and earth, and with his words, the silence between heaven and earth was broken, and the sound of killing suddenly sounded, and the silent heaven and earth were instantly filled with endless murderous aura!

"Follow me, enter the palace!"

The moment the man's words sounded, he exerted his legs, and the horse under his crotch immediately neighed, and then rode the vigorous horse's hooves towards the silent but not silent palace.

The crazy murderous aura unfolded, and the black army of killing followed the man silently, even if they knew that they were about to face the million-strong army of the Ice Cloud Kingdom, and they would die without a place to bury if they were not careful, they did not hesitate at all. Because they believe in the man in front of them.

He will lead them to victory!

"Sure enough, someone is coming!" Although there was already chaos in the palace, Murong Fu still sent people to guard the gate of the palace to prevent anyone from fishing in troubled waters. And the one who guards the gate of the palace is the commander of the Praetorian Guard!

The commander of the Praetorian Guard is a slight general in the Ice Cloud Kingdom, he is second only to Murong Ziying, he is extremely strong, and the 200,000 forbidden troops under his command are even more terrifying, they are iron-blooded lions, invincible on the battlefield, and they are the most elite troops in the Ice Cloud Kingdom!

"Do you want to charge?" the Legion Commander's eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but snort coldly as he looked at the Iron Cavalry troops that were surging like a black flood. Naturally, there was nothing wrong with using iron cavalry in this open area, but the city gate was not so wide for cavalry to charge.

And if the cavalry could not charge, the threat of the cavalry would drop by more than half. Without a charging cavalry, there is no difference between cattle and sheep to be slaughtered!

"Praetorian Guard prepare!" the legion commander raised his palm to the Praetorian Guard behind him, and the group of tiger and wolf lions immediately clenched the spears in their hands and assumed a battle posture, preparing for the next battle.

One side charged, the other side waited, looking at the cavalry getting closer and closer, the legion commander finally showed a look of surprise, because he saw that the group of iron horsemen had slowly changed, turning into a sharp knife-like appearance, led by a man, intending to tear the city gate apart!

"I see, I plan to break the face with a point!" A hint of color flashed in the eyes of the army commander, the first thing needed to break the face with a point is strength, if there is not enough strength, it is undoubtedly self-defeating to fight the entire army with the strength of one person. And the second point is to grasp the strength of the enemy.

If the enemy's strength is too strong, breaking the surface with a point is digging a grave for yourself. Combining the above two points, the people who use the method of breaking the surface are all people who are extremely confident in their own strength.

"Immovable as a mountain!" the legion commander shouted in a low voice, and the aura of the 200,000 Praetorian Guards behind him suddenly changed, and the original aura of slaughter turned into a thick earth breath, they seemed to turn into the earth, and the heavy breath turned into a visible mountain, as if it could resist all attacks!

The man looked at the Praetorian Guards who had turned into a mountain, and there was no change in his eyes. His army is the strongest, the strongest spear, a blade that pierces everything. What about the mountains?

At last the two armies collided like a sea of mountains, and if the rumbling thunder resounded through the valley, and like thousands of angry waves crashing against the mountains. Long swords and scimitars fluttered, spears and spears whistled and flitted, dense arrows rained like locusts crossing the border, and dull shouts and short roars made the mountains and rivers tremble!

There is no imaginary stalemate, no imaginary madness. Yes, it's just a defeat!

The black steel flood tore the mountain apart with a momentum like a bamboo. The incomparably powerful Tiger Wolf Lion, the strongest ace army of the Ice Cloud Kingdom, was torn apart without the slightest resistance in front of this black steel.

In the face of the enemy, the man only has to kill! No need for superfluous words, no superfluous movements, just raise his hand, chop down the long knife in his hand, and send the enemy to hell. That's all!

"How is that possible!?" the Legion Commander looked at his torn self in amazement, a look of disbelief in his eyes. He didn't understand why he was obviously a strong person in the Spirit Venerable Realm, but he didn't even take a blow from the man and died. This...... What the hell is going on?

The man didn't look at the commander who was torn apart by a blow, for him, only those who could survive his own attack could get his face to face, and the others were just defeated under his hands, not worth mentioning!

The man was the overlord, and his domineering power completely concentrated the momentum of the soldiers behind him on himself, bringing together five thousand men at the peak of the Soul Realm, the half-step Spirit Sect, and a few Spirit Sect realm powerhouses, and the power that erupted at that moment was unimaginably powerful.

Therefore, the Super Spirit Venerable Realm powerhouse, who had been in the Ice Cloud Kingdom for many years, was second only to Murong Ziying, and was defeated by a man with a single look.

The man brandished the big knife in his hand, constantly harvesting the lives of the Praetorian Guards around him, although the Praetorian Guards were a little riotous, they were still desperately resisting. They are the guardians of the palace, and they must intercept all intruders here, even if they fill it with their lives, and they must stop the enemy's advance.

But it is a pity that the most important thing in the battle between the two armies is the strength and momentum, the absolute strength can press the enemy with absolute strength, and the momentum can enhance their own momentum and strength, so that the side can burst out with one hundred and twenty percent of the strength.

Now the advantage of strength is on your side, and the advantage of momentum is on the enemy. It was supposed that the two sides should be evenly matched, but in an instant, their leader was killed by the other side, and although they quickly stabilized the situation and began to attack the other side, no matter what they did, they could not resist the other party's attack.

The defeat is like a mountain, as long as the momentum is suppressed, even if there is a desire to take the momentum back, it is difficult. This is the most critical thing in the battlefield confrontation, and once it is suppressed, it is difficult to regain the advantage. Moreover, the Praetorian Guard, who was stabbed in the heart, was ruthlessly killed by a famous iron horseman, and the number of people was constantly decreasing, and it was even more impossible to regain the advantage.

200,000 Praetorian Guards stood guard at the South Gate, the largest imperial gate, and they encountered the most formidable enemy they had ever faced. They have always been invincible, and they finally met the most powerful and the last opponent!

The 200,000 Praetorian Guards were like slaughtered chickens and dogs in front of the 5,000 beheading soldiers, and all of them died here in just half an hour. Although the enemy was strong, the Praetorian Guards fought to the last man, and did not flee. They fulfilled their duty, and with their lives, they held back the man's footsteps.

The man looked at the surrounding corpse mountain and sea of blood, a trace of respect flashed in his eyes, he sat on the horse, holding a knife and said: "You are real warriors, I Tang Yi, give you the highest respect!"