Wedge: A butcher who slaughters thousands of cattle and sheep a day, he doesn't feel anything, but when all the cattle and sheep are in front of him, he will also be frightened

The entire Mestre was boiling, and the scorpion camp was set up on the hill to the right of the defensive line, and everyone was eagerly waiting for the commander to return. "What's going on", after a while, Zi Yue came in from outside, he had just gone to exchange news with the other commanders, and had just returned. "Oh no, Commander, a human silver army suddenly rushed out of the sandstorm, and now it is about to break through the central station and approach the defense line", a captain said eagerly, "How many human troops?" Zi Yue did not panic, "About 10,000 people", someone replied. "10,000 people, just send a few people from the station to solve it, what's the panic", Ziyue's face was calm, there were more than 10 million people behind the entire defense line, could it be that he would be afraid of 10,000? This is a joke.

"But the commander, the humans in the defense line also suddenly attacked, the garrison standing inside had no time to take care of it, the outside garrison chased after it, the middle was basically broken through, and if it went on like this, they would converge", everyone said eagerly, this army is not many, but like a spark that suddenly fell into the oil depot, it instantly ignited the entire oil depot out of control. "Order the garrisons on the inner side of the line to attack at the same time, putting pressure on the other directions, forcing the troops out of the city to return to the defense. In addition, the garrisons in the middle and center of the back of the defense line are all scattered, don't block the more than 10,000 people, let go of enough space so that they have nothing to hide", Ziyue ordered. As the commander, he is experienced in a hundred battles, and the current situation is only caused by the opponent's sudden sneak attack and quick action, so as long as he opens up the space and surrounds the human wall with dozens of times the number of troops, there will be no way for more than 10,000 people to go wherever they want to go. Just like a bullfight, no matter how fierce the bull in the bullring is, it can only be used to make fun of gambling in the end, and the chaotic scene will naturally subside at the same time.

Sure enough, just as Zi Yue expected, the effect was immediate after the order was executed, and Chisheng Hitomi led the team to move forward bravely, and the giant sword in his hand was not too cool to wield in this dense crowd. But when he crossed the central garrison, he found that all the camps were empty, and the scorpion soldiers chasing behind him actually slowed down, and the people who had been surrounding and suppressing on both sides retreated. Chisheng Hitomi frowned, this is the worst situation, the ratio of more than one to one thousand, if you are surprised, there is still a little chance for the other party's formation, if it is really lined up to meet each other, even if you are not afraid of death, there is no chance.

When the entire squad rushed out of the camp in the middle, this situation became apparent, and all the retreating scorpion soldiers were all lined up in a human wall, holding crystals in their hands, and the whole chaotic situation was swept away, and more than 10,000 people of the Fengkan squad were clearly exposed in front of the scorpion soldiers. The scorpion soldiers on both sides in front stood still, and the people chasing behind them followed little by little, and finally formed a huge encirclement to surround the entire Fengkan team, like an iron wall.

The scorpion soldiers lined up, and the captains came out of it one by one, all of them were spirits, and they didn't need any mounts or anything like that to fight, no matter the speed or strength, the spirits were higher. "I thought it was a few people coming, and only 10,000 would come to die", the scorpion people sneered after seeing the team of 10,000 people, and the silver before was just a silver ribbon wrapped around the opponent's arm. Chisheng Hitomi didn't talk nonsense with him, after the team left the camp, he rushed over directly, the best choice in this situation is to charge, otherwise wait for the other party to narrow the encirclement little by little, and then don't even give room to fight, then more than 10,000 people will really be sent. "Hmph, I don't think I can do it", seeing the human beings rushing over, the captains snorted coldly, the two sides were short of each other, the people in front were responsible for blocking, the left and right sides were responsible for finding opportunities to sneak attack, and the people behind them went without saying, and they directly hugged each other.

The battle started in an instant, and the giant sword in Chisheng Hitomi's hand swept away, and the thousands of scorpion soldiers who rushed up were all lifted away, and the spatial fluctuations caused by the terrifying power directly shattered the armor on their bodies. "Let me meet you", seeing such a situation, the captains of the scorpion clan were all inconsistent, and more than a dozen people rushed up directly, attacking from all angles with various weapons. Although the power of the giant sword is terrifying, its flexibility is too poor, and in the face of attacks from many aspects, Chisheng Hitomi can only block the front with his sword, and at the same time, with a palm of his hand, the illusion sword technique is opened, and a spirit sword is condensed in his palm. The captains of the scorpion clan sneered one after another, how could the sword blade condensed by spiritual power be comparable to the spiritual weapon in their hands, the giant sword was slanted into the sand, and the red pupil was one against ten. Bursts of sword light and sword shadows flew sand and stones, the spirit sword in his hand was not damaged in the slightest, and his agile body always dodged attacks from all sides, and his weird and tricky timing and attack angle could always find opportunities in the attack gap of several people.

Chisheng Hitomi tossed and turned around his giant sword, and more and more scorpion captains joined the battle, and various attack methods were used. It was either a sword or spiritual power, but no matter how much it attacked, it couldn't touch the dexterous figure, and for a while, the entire giant sword became an independent battlefield for Chisheng Hitomi to perform alone. The spirit sword condensed by the Qingtian spiritual power and the phantom sword technique in his hand can be said to be not much different from the real spirit weapon in terms of attack and hardness, and the Qingtian Slash Mind is perfectly matched with the spiritual control technique that he obtained before, and the sword in his hand is sometimes invisible and sometimes sharp, which can be said to be extremely weird. The people of the scorpion clan suffered one after another, and sometimes the swords intersected, but the swords in Chishengtong's hands suddenly dissipated, causing their respective swords to collide together. But sometimes the sword in the opponent's hand contains terrifying power, directly picking their weapons away, and even piercing their armor, which can be said to be unguardable.

In less than a while, the twenty-three captains of the scorpion clan were defeated, and the corners of their mouths were bloody and wounded, while Chisheng Hitomi was standing on top of the giant sword, the spiritual power in his hands either condensed into a long sword or turned into flames, and the whole person looked down on everyone with contempt. "This is what you call death?", Chisheng Hitomi said in a calm tone, everyone's hearts were on fire, so many people here would hurt their own people if they used secret techniques, "Give it to me, kill him", there is no other way, since there are many people, let's go together. Chisheng Hitomi was not afraid, and jumped into the crowd, surrounding the towering giant sword, the spirit sword in his hand was unstoppable, and the armor was shattered where the blade slashed, and everyone died.

Blood soaked the sand, silver ribbons dripping from their arms, corpses piled up around the greatsword, and gradually, the scorpion soldiers who rushed forward without hesitation became cowering, and their steps hesitated. Looking at the people who rushed to the front and were cut off by a sword without exception, the people standing behind began to hope that it would not be their turn, and they even began to retreat. The man in his eyes is the spokesman of death, he has killed tens of thousands of people, and the corpses piled up all over the ground to bury half of the giant sword behind him, but there is not even a little fluctuation in his eyes. The calm eyes seemed as if the corpse under their feet was not a person, as soldiers, they had also seen all kinds of battlefield casualties, but there were really so many people who died in front of them, cut off in front of themselves, like being cut off like melons and vegetables, even if they were in a hundred battles, they couldn't be moved.

After another period of time, no one dared to go up, looking at the man standing on top of the mountain of corpses, the spiritual power beating in his hand spread fear and death like a ghost. "What are you doing, kill him together, his spiritual power is running out, up", several captains looked at the soldiers around them and said, thinking that the soldiers would rush up after finishing speaking. But he didn't expect it to backfire, the soldier next to him looked at the blue-white spiritual power beating in Chisheng Tong's palm, but he unconsciously retreated, not one or two, from the height of Chisheng Pupil, at a glance, all the scorpion soldiers in sight actually took a step back at the same time. An invisible momentum emanated from Chisheng Hitomi, and he glanced to the right, and the soldier standing closest to him on the right instantly landed and retreated.

"What are you doing, give me up, are so many people still afraid that he won't succeed, everyone will give it to me, otherwise there will be no forgiveness", the captains roared one by one, but not a single soldier in the audience moved. "Who is this person", Zi Yue, who was standing on the high mountain, saw this scene in his eyes, "Commander Hui, there is no such person among all the captains of the Wasteland", the guards next to him replied, but the eyes of both of them fell on the body of the red pupil below. "What, are you interested?", Zi Yue was a little surprised, these two people were not ordinary guards, although they were his guards, they were temporarily dispatched by him, but these were all orders from above. "I think", another person on the right who had not spoken all this time spit out two words, "Tsk, this is really rare", Ziyue was speechless, but he did not immediately agree. If he wasn't the commander, he would also want to fight with such an opponent, but now he had to consider the other party's purpose for doing so, if such a killing god cooperated with him with thousands of troops, there was no doubt that his side would be terrified, and it was probably not impossible to recapture the defensive line. But why he came with only 10,000 people now, he had to think about this.

"Give me a hundred breaths", the guards around him jumped off the top of the mountain, Ziyue shook her head helplessly, but it was also a tacit agreement, just a hundred breaths, it was impossible to turn the sky upside down. However, it was not as he thought. Hitomi Chisheng stood on top of the corpse, and a dangerous aura suddenly attacked from all directions, and he stared around with a frown. "Overhead!", Chisheng Hitomi reacted instantly, and a little cold light descended on the dark night sky.