Fear is a feeling that spreads and is contagious.

When Wang Tu killed a thousand of the inner disciples of the Bone Extension Gong with a single sword, unprecedented fear began to spread among the soldiers.

Even they themselves did not understand why their hands holding weapons could not stop trembling when there was only one enemy.

And when Wang Tu broke into the enemy army alone and fought against the 100,000 advance army alone, this feeling of fear was sublimated to an unprecedented height.

Unlike the twelve generals who flew into the sky, looked down on the ground, and looked for the figure of the king, there was nothing in the soldiers' field of vision.

The direction of the king's breakthrough, the movement of the red crystal long sword in his hand, and the magic trick in his hand?

Those things can't be captured clearly by the naked eye.

The only thing they could know was that there would not be a single living life where the blurry white figure passed.

"Monsters... It's a monster!"

A soldier had cold sweat on his forehead, and said in a daze, and his companions around him couldn't say a word.

Where is a human being? Clearly a Grim Reaper in a white robe who harvests life!

In front of death, if you don't escape, what awaits you is, of course, only death!

As soon as this thought rose in the hearts of the soldiers, the scales of victory began to tilt in favor of the king.

Everything is under the control of the king, and of course, this is also something that only a person who is strong enough to do it can do.

It doesn't matter when it began, the important thing is that from the time the first soldier gave up resistance and threw down the weapons in his hands, the war was actually over.

Seeing a hundred meters away from him, his companions were in different places like mowing grass, and a soldier's eyes were glazed, and the square shield and iron sword in his hand had fallen off from his hand at some point, as if abandoned by his master, and fell on the stone ground.

"Bang dang. ”

Obviously, all kinds of huge noises sounded one after another in the battlefield, but the sound of the shield sword colliding with the ground was still extremely clear, so clear that every soldier who was fighting nearby noticed the soldier's condition.

In the middle of the battlefield, voluntarily throwing down a weapon is a crime against military discipline, which is a serious crime enough to cut off the head.

But compared to the death in front of him, this doesn't seem to be a lot.

"What's the joke, who wants to die in a place like Dongcheng where there is no hair!"

The soldier who had dropped his weapon shouted, and ran in the opposite direction of the battlefield. It wasn't until a few seconds later that an officer next to him noticed the unnegligible situation, but it was too late.

Signaling the first soldier to slip away, one soldier after another threw down their weapons, broke away from the battle, and fled in all directions.

"Boom!"

Even so, the king disciple did not stop, the red crystal long sword slashed in an arc after circle, and where the red sword light passed, hundreds of soldiers in battle armor were cut in two like wooden stakes.

In the midst of the desolate howls that rang out incessantly, one officer after another immediately spoke, adjusting the mentality and order of the soldiers.

"What are you doing, the enemy is only one! We have an absolute superiority in numbers! Don't panic!"

"Formation! Hold the formation! What about the crossbow archers?

"Damn, who led the way to escape?"

"Those who flee from the battle will be regarded as violating military discipline!

The officers tried to cheer up the soldiers in the same way as usual, but the results were in vain.

Corpses flew and blood splattered, and one soldier after another screamed in panic, and the weapons in their hands were thrown on the ground like garbage. Among the 100,000 troops, a small number of them have already become deserters, even if the officers directly behead a few deserters on the spot and raise their heads to make an example, it will not have the slightest effect.

Just as the king's disciples broke through another encirclement net, there was a loud bang in the sky above them.

Raising his head slightly, Wang Tu looked towards the sky.

I saw General Sig holding a huge horse chopping knife with purple thunder in his left and right hands, and attacked the position where he was standing.

"White-clothed Sword Immortal, suffer death!"

In the face of the powerful offensive that could not be ignored, Wang Tu frowned, and the red crystal long sword was raised in the air, heading straight for General Sige.

"Bang!"

The red crystal long sword collided with the two thunder swords, and a warm spark sparked in the air at a height of thousands of meters, and in the rushing thunder, General Sige was shaken hundreds of meters away by Wang Tu's sword.

And at this moment, the other eleven generals also made an instant move.

I saw the generals activate the space magic weapons on their waists, and spears, stabbing swords, and scimitars appeared from their waists, and fell violently in the air that flew to a height of several hundred meters, not pointing at the Wang disciples, but at the deserters around the Wang disciples, who were fleeing in all directions.

"Ahh

In the midst of the screams, all the soldiers who had escaped were pierced through the heart by the spears and swords that fell from the air, and they fell one after another.

Even the king's disciples, seeing such decisive generals, couldn't help but raise their eyebrows.

"In order to prevent the army's morale from being disordered, you actually killed twenty or thirty thousand of your own soldiers in one go, you are really willing. ”

"Cowards who flee on the battlefield are not entitled to live!"

Elder Sige, who was shocked by the king's disciples, shouted in his mouth, and the two horse swords in his hands were wrapped in purple thunder light, and they turned into two huge thunder and lightning lions!

"Roar!"

In the midst of the lion's roar, Elder Sieg's feet made a loud noise in the air and rushed towards the king's disciples.

"Thunder Twin Lions!"

In the face of this young man, who had defeated half of his 100,000 army in just two minutes, Elder Sigur had no reservations, and he was full of strength from the beginning.

In the thunder light that almost annihilated everything, Wang Tu looked at Elder Sige, a cold light in his eyes, and said coldly.

"It's nice to have this realization, but you missed a point. ”

In the next moment, a majestic spiritual power rose from under the feet of Wang Tu, raised his right hand that did not hold the sword, and slapped it towards the two thunder and lightning lions.

"Bang!"

In the sound of a missile explosion, the two thunder and lightning lions let out a terrible wail, which was directly smashed by Wang Tu's palm!

"How is that possible!"

Elder Sieg was in shock, and when his vision was obscured by the flames of the explosion, the Wang disciple had already come to Elder Sige's side, and the body of the Red Crystal Long Sword was bursting with pitch-black flames, piercing Elder Sige's left chest directly!

"The weak are also not qualified to survive on the battlefield!"

Hearing the cold voice of the king disciple in his ears, Elder Sieg coughed up a mouthful of blood violently, feeling that his body and soul were burned by the black fire, General Sige opened his eyes and shouted loudly.

"White-clothed Sword Immortal! This is just the beginning! There are still 900,000 troops in Xicheng District, which is by no means comparable to this advanced army!"

Before General Sig wanted to say something, Wang Tu put the five fingers of his left hand together and slapped his head directly on the head.

"Bang!"

When the other generals heard this strange sound, they all looked up at the sky, but General Sig had turned into a mist of blood.

Gently patting the slightest electric chip off his body, Wang Tu said with a disdainful face.

"So what?"

"General Sig!" shouted the remaining generals with their faces full of horror.

One of the Twelve Generals of the Celestials, Sig King, has fallen!

"Whoosh!"

Eleven pillars of light rose violently from the ground beneath the king's feet, revealing the posture of eleven generals in silver battle armor.

"White-clothed Sword Immortal, now, you have become the enemy of the Western Immortal Sect!" The situation of General Sige being slapped to death by Wang Tu came to mind, and a general with a gloomy face said.

"Even if you try to escape back to the mortal realm, the West Immortal Gate will take down your head at all costs!"

And Wang Tu was surrounded by the eleventh general, but his face was fearless, and he was even a little relaxed.

First, he gently swung away the blood stains on the body of the Red Crystal Long Sword, and then, Wang Tu flipped his wrist, and a fierce sword aura burst out from the long sword, forcing those generals to retreat one after another.

Looking at the eleventh general with a solemn face, Wang Tu smiled faintly.

"It's really verbose, you people from the Western Immortal Sect have so many words?"

"Let's go together!"

"Boom!"

In the next second, the crimson sword light and the eleven white lights collided together, making a loud sound that shook the heavens and the earth.

Fight against the eleventh general of the gods alone!