"Kill!"

"Pacify these damn mystics!"

The sound of hooves is like thunder, and the momentum of the wind eagle iron rider is like a rainbow!

Meng Yu methodically commanded the iron cavalry charge on the city wall, dividing it into two iron streams to sweep away the mystics, but the soldiers under the Empress went to rescue Chu Xuanzhao and the Empress of Shuyue.

Without hesitation, the Iron Riders stabbed their guns into the enemy's chest, and they pushed most of the mystics on the battlefield to the wings, except for a wide aisle for the spearmen to rescue the Empress and Chu Xuanzhao on the battlefield, and they did whatever it took to do so.

Overhead, there was a flurry of strange secret arts, but they were undaunted, for their empress and the prince of the allies were still there.

They were the empress's subordinates, and Chu Xianzhao was the one who blocked the heavenly thunder for the empress, how could they watch them being besieged and killed?

The kid killed a great elder, which terrified everyone in the Blood Python Gang.

At the same time, the east gate was wide open, and the iron cavalry of the Yinguo who had re-put on their armor rushed to kill, and the situation on the battlefield was a little chaotic at this time.

Chu Xianzhao lost the sword in his hand, and could only rely on the empress to block the attack for him, and the two fell into the siege of the Liuyun spearmen, and the two of them only heard a very low shout.

Chu Xuanzhao pushed the empress away, and punched the mystic who tried to sneak attack in the face, and even the eyeballs flew out.

The empress staggered, but was blocked by the Flowing Cloud Spearmen who rushed up one after another.

Her weapon is a halberd, but she is practicing the strongest domineering spear skills in Shuyue, and she is taught by the spear emperor Yuan Sleeve, and the status of Yuan Sleeve in the Shuyue Gun Forest is like Guan Changye's status in the west.

Although Tai Ningsu is the empress, but she was also the princess of Shu Yue before she became the Empress of Shuyue, when the spear emperor Yuan Sleeve was in the palace as the head of 100,000 spearmen, Tai Ning Su has seen many dimensional sleeves of the gun practice since childhood, near the water Loutai she naturally also got the Yuan sleeve of the personal transmission of the spear skills, in the back garden of the Shuyue Palace at that time, I can always watch a little girl wearing a white dress, regardless of the cold and summer, wind and thunder, in the courtyard to practice the spear skills taught to her by the Yuan sleeve, the man repeatedly pointed on the side, watching the most noble girl in Shuyue practice full of calluses。

Later, after the Emperor of Shu knew that he practiced guns with the Emperor of Guns, he only doted on him in the past and never punished, and even dared not speak loudly, but he taught himself a lesson with a black face, saying that he was not good at what he did and ran to practice guns, without the demeanor of Princess Shuyue at all, and said that more than 100,000 spearmen in Shuyue would protect themselves in the future, why do you need to practice any guns, it is better to embroider a few good-looking Shu embroidery for yourself.

If you let your father know that he once said that the hundreds of thousands of Shuyue spearmen who would protect him, but he wanted to kill himself at this moment, I don't know what his expression should be?

Or the heavenly halberd waved a bright rainbow in her hand, and the qi in her body was far more abundant than ordinary people, and there would be no danger in dealing with these few flowing cloud spearmen in a short period of time.

She quickly grabbed Chu Xuanzhao's back neckline, ran and jumped, and led the injured teenager to break through the siege of the spearmen, or the halberd of the heavenly halberd was like the sharp teeth of a poisonous snake, once the spearmen who were stabbed in the chest by the halberd would be injured from afar, or pierced to death.

Against the Empress of Shuyue, who was full of breath, these spearmen had no chance of winning, and perhaps only those great elders could compete with them.

But the empress was not satisfied with the situation in front of her, she looked at the elders standing under the carriage, and her soft willow eyebrows frowned slightly.

Chu Xuanzhao had already killed a great elder, and if he killed the remaining three elders, he might be able to force back these immortal mystics.

This civil war has forced out all the hidden strength of Shuyue, and those rats who can't see the light, how can He De kill himself?

The Empress swept away the Wandering Spearmen who wanted to get close to her, and then rushed in the direction of the carriage.

Xu Junjian watched the Shuyue girl walking towards him, he flicked his wrist, and summoned the remaining two elders of the "Ember of Heaven's Damnation" from Jin Chunshan's hand, instead of showing any panicked expressions, they showed a smile that was difficult to find.

Xu Junjian held the embers of Heavenly Punishment aloft, and the faces of the three Blood Python Gang elders suddenly became dark.

The pupils of the three of them grew brighter, as if someone had poured molten iron into their eyes.

The three of them looked at the empress walking towards them, but at this time, her steps became extremely heavy, and her body felt weak, as if a thousand catties of meteorite were pressing on her.

The three of them recited the ancient secret mantra together, and the power of the stars descended on them, and as they recited faster and faster, there was a loud sound between heaven and earth like the roar of an ancient bell, and a power that ordinary people could not understand appeared on the battlefield.

The Iron Riders frantically raided the Blood Python Mystics, but the Cyclamists used the Wind and Thunder Light Flames in their hands to prevent the Iron Riders from approaching the elders, and they recited the ancient secret spells, waiting for this incomparably great moment.

As a mystic, they spend their entire lives wanting to pursue the supreme divine art, and Xu Junjian is the strongest mystic among them, just like the moment when the sword god of the west comes out of the sword, countless people want to look up to the sword god's posture at that moment.

Chu Xianzhao felt an unprecedented sense of crisis, at this time, the qi between heaven and earth was suppressed by something, and he watched a transparent, domain-like thing expand out, spreading over the entire battlefield like flowing water.

The Wind Eagle Iron Riders who rushed out felt the changes around them, and the speed of the horses under them began to slow down, but the charge of this cavalry could not be stopped, because they were still followed by their companions, and they could only rush desperately to the center of the battlefield.

At this moment, one of the horsemen suddenly fell off his horse with a spasm, but the iron chain used to hold the cavalry on the horse's back was still tied to his armor, and in this way, the horse that had lost the lord dragged the cavalry to charge frantically, and the cavalry roared in the armor, and the edge of the armor flowed bright red blood.

Chu instantly called

Shocked, more cavalry began to roll over and fall from their horses, and they fell one after another in the direction they had come, as if something was pressing on them.

The Flowing Cloud Spearmen followed, stabbing their spears into the throats of one cavalryman after another, and the cavalrymen had no strength to lift their guns, so they could only willingly accept the slaughter of the Flowing Cloud Spearmen.

When Chu Xianzhao thought that they had disturbed the cavalry's consciousness with secret techniques, he found that the thick yellow earth under his feet began to crack, and then turned into mud, as if some force was changing the structure of the soil, perhaps there was a force tearing the land, such as Huanghuang Tianwei suppression.

When this power was added to himself, the young prince finally understood that those cavalry were not disturbed by their minds, but were suppressed by the power of tens of millions of stars, and their bodies instantly became dozens of times heavier, not to mention raising the iron spear to kill the enemy, even if they withdrew from the battlefield, it was impossible.

The roar of the stars belongs to the kind of power that has already surpassed the comprehension of ordinary people, such as suppressing sentient beings with the hammer in the hands of God!

Only when he has the king's breath in his body can he stand firm in the realm, but the blood python gang mystics in the realm come and go freely without any influence, which is enough to see that Xu Junjian's mastery of the power of the stars is like that of the Yue God Realm.

When this field expands to the extreme, people from the outside can't get in, and people from the inside can't get out!

Unless they have their permission, no one can stand firm in this realm, they must bear the suppressive power of the heavens and stars, when this power descends on the enemy, the blood in their bodies will quickly gather in the lower body, and their minds will fall into confusion, even coma, with the continuous suppression of this power of the stars, this power is enough to destroy any strong person in the world, crush their bodies into blood and mud, this extremely domineering power is not the original creation of a certain mystic, but from the extremely domineering conquering power of a king, who has long disappeared in the human world once used the royal breath in his body to suppress sentient beings, crushing disobedience into bones。

Now that the soul of this king has returned to the clouds, Xu Junjian has perfectly reproduced this conquering power and suppressed all the Great Yin Iron Horsemen present!

But the iron horsemen could only keep charging, bearing the power of the astonishing stars, and successfully saved the third prince of Chu and the Empress of Shuyue, but they knew in their hearts that this was just their wishful thinking and wishful thinking.

Seeing that the siege of the Blood Python Gang was about to succeed at this time, and that he might even lose the third prince of Chu and the empress of Shuyue, there was not a single cavalry present who was not anxious, and there was a commotion on the right side of the war.

A young man picked up the broken spear on the ground and rushed to the direction where Xu Junjian was, while behind him, dozens of mystics clutched their bleeding chests and fell to the ground one after another.

Behind them, there are blood holes as big as bowls.

Xu Junjian looked at the Empress of Shuyue who was in the midst of suppression, smiled slightly, and motioned to the two elders behind him to continue singing, they were going to get rid of the Empress Shuyue for Tantai Ninghua today, after that,

The Blood Python Gang will become the only state religion force in Shuyue, and its power will be second only to the Emperor of Shuyue.

The two mystics behind them quickened their chanting, and between their fingers jumped a spark of sparks, the flow of which became faster and faster, and the color of their fingers became paler.

A white shadow rushed straight in, and under a closer look, a young man with a spear rushed to kill.

Chu Xianzhao tried his best to rush towards Xu Junjian, revealing a rare look of solemnity, clenching his fist in one hand and holding a gun in the other, with Changhong behind him.

At this time, Chu Xuanzhao, who was a hundred steps away from Xu Junjian, was forced to break through the roar of the stars and kill his side.

Ridiculous, the old man tugged at the corners of his mouth and pointed his staff in the direction of the young man.

Star Suppression!

At this time, Chu Xianzhao was under the pressure of the stars stronger than the cavalry, and the young prince was hit on the spot so that his feet fell to the ground, his body leaned back, and he almost fell.

The power of the stars, which was originally as calm as flowing water, took a slight turn.

A little starlight bombarded the young prince's head wildly, as if it was about to crush the other party's bones.

Chu Xianzhao was knocked to the ground by the unstoppable power of the stars, his feet and knees were already deep in the loess, he clenched his spear and roared loudly.

The Wang Xi in the young man's body was forced out, and the black silk wrapped around his body, forming a seemingly solid barrier.

But Chu Xianzhao's body was still roaring, his legs were standing up straight in trembling, the whole person was shaky, he tried his best to move forward, but every time he took a step, his heels seemed to stick to the ground.

Chu Xianzhao gritted his teeth and roared, and a trace of red fire appeared on his body, and the flames were burning, as if he wanted to burn Chu Zhao's whole body into ashes.

He pointed the spear at the spear and used his body to propel the spear forward.

One-step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

No backsliding!

At this time, the young man was under a stronger pressure than ordinary soldiers, if that heavy pressure was like flowing water to the Wind Eagle Iron Horseman, but now it was undoubtedly like throwing Chu Xianzhao into the water and putting him to death.

He pierced the seemingly unstoppable realm layer by layer with the iron gun in his hand, and he would never take a step back until he killed the old man!

This is the true strength of Chu Xuanzhao after entering the royal road with humanity and absorbing the rest of King Chai Longxiang.

Such a terrifying strength is enough to kill most of today's human powerhouses in seconds.

Chu instantaneously flicked his wrist, and the spear burst out, Xu Junjian looked at the approaching iron spear with wide eyes, and subconsciously dodged away.

Die!

The spear pierced through his companion behind him, one of the patriarchs who had cast the spell with him!

The old man looked down at the barrel of the gun that came out of his chest, spat out a mouthful of red blood, and died without a blind eye.

Xingchen's roar suddenly collapsed, and he and another living patriarch spat out a mouthful of burning blood, their eyes full of horror, and when he wanted to raise the spell staff in his hand to find Chu Xianzhao, who had killed his companion, he found Dao Bai Yingchong

Kill and smash into the mystician's array like lightning.

Above him, the power of the stars condensed again, and the mystics launched a final attack, wielding their spell staffs and striking him with all sorts of unbelievable powers.

Chu Xianzhao closed his eyes, and the broken spear on the snow trembled and floated, and dense patterns appeared on the head of the spear.

At this moment, the unimaginable scene appeared, the young prince stood up in the snow, waved his palm at the void, and thousands of broken spears shot out at the same time, pouring towards the mysticists, the broken spears were so dense that they could not dodge.

The mystics were pierced through their bodies one after another by broken spears, and they tumbled and fell to the ground, and the ghosts cried wolves and howled to ask for help from the people around them, but Chu Xianzhao just moved forward indifferently, and there was no feeling in his eyes anymore, neither the pleasure of slaughter, nor the anger of losing his lover.

There is only an abyss left in their eyes, this group of unruly mystics are frantically suppressed by Chu Xuanzhao's power, they represent the supreme magic of this country, and they dare to shout at the officials with a little trickery, even if they kill someone and put them in a cage, someone will protect them out, because they are the Blood Python Gang, they have a power that ordinary people can't do in their lifetime, and they dare to use this power to crush sentient beings.

But today they were crushed by a higher level of power, Chu Xianzhao slaughtered them with absolute violence, did not give them a chance to admit defeat or even beg for mercy, the broken spear fell from the top of their heads indifferently, and they were crucified in the snow, but Chu Zhaozhao never let go of his hand.

Empress Shuyue witnessed this scene under the cover of the soldiers, she was stunned by the power on Chu Xianzhao's body, even she couldn't control so many dead things with Wang Breath at one time, that young man who sprinkled spears into rain had already surpassed the definition of a human being, an existence between a king and a god, he seemed to hold a sword in his hand that ignited the world, and each sword could sweep all beings.

It's hard to think of any words to describe the horror of the scene, even if it was a river of blood.

The man slashed through the air with his twin swords, instantly slashing down several mysticists, no one could see the man's movements, and the heavy east gate was wide open, and more iron cavalry rushed into the battlefield, slaughtering his own men.

Xu Junjian's head buzzed, and at this time, the battle situation was instantly reversed by Chu Xuanzhao's shot, and he saw that twelve flying swords suddenly appeared behind the white shadow who was so fast that he couldn't see the movement, and the flying swords shot at him and his companions in unison.

Thousands of steps away, the flying sword volley, no one can stop the swordsman, at this time the mysticist's shortcomings have been exposed to the extreme, encountering these swordsmen who are extremely fierce and fast, the spell mark of the mystician has not yet been drawn, and the hand has been chopped off by the swordsman!

With a muffled sound, dozens of Liuyun spearmen rushed to kill them, all blocking the sudden flying sword.

The spears in their hands were shattered by the sharp swords, and their chests were pierced by the sword momentum that followed, Xu Junjian listened to the sound of flesh and blood tearing, his face became extremely pale, he thought to himself that if he didn't bring these elite spearmen, he was afraid that these flying swords would pierce him into a hedgehog.

The cavalry spilled over the corpse-strewn battlefield as the flames of battle burned and the guns pierced the survivors wailed, all of which merged into a song of sorrow.

Perhaps he should retreat with the rest of the people and go back to Lijing City to report all this to His Majesty the Emperor, and tell him that they are coming!

The spell staff in his hand was as hot as if it had been fished out of molten iron, and now the power on this spell staff was exerted to the extreme, and the spell staff made a sound that was on the verge of collapse.

He heard a chuckle from not far away, and the old man looked back suddenly, and horror suddenly crawled all over his face.

The young man who was supposed to die under the power of the stars took the blood all the way from Jin Chunshan's chest and pulled out the sword he had just thrown out of his chest.

The young man lifted the sword in his hand, his body stained with blood, and walked towards him through the accumulated bones, with a king's eyes.

The young prince ran and jumped, jumping up like a wild dragon, and the dragon sparrow sword in his hand sliced at his head with a graceful arc and unparalleled violence!

With the power of running. The boy's body broke through the air, stirring up the sound of whistling wind.

Xu Junjian's face was extremely pale, but there was no one around him who could block this sword for himself.

The dragon sparrow is coming!

When the Empress of Shuyue and the other soldiers rushed to kill with weapons, they watched the ghostly figure wield a sharp sword and cut off the head of Jin Chunshan, the leader of the Blood Python Gang, and the shocked expression was still on the old man's face.

The young man then cut off the head of the last patriarch with a sword momentum, and the man didn't have time to cast any spells, and the bunch of life-protecting magic weapons on his body didn't have time to use them, so he died under Chu Xuanzhao's sword.

The blood on the sword was spilled in the snow.

The young prince put down the sword in his hand, and faced the Empress of Shuyue silently, his eyes were blank, Chu Xianzhao knew that he should leave with her, but he couldn't take a step under his feet, his vision slowly blurred, and he would fall asleep at any time.

"The east and west pass through Qimo, and the north and south pass through Jiuqian.

When the wind rises, it blows me into the clouds. ”

He didn't know why this poem appeared in his mind, he felt that everyone was like the dandelion, how many winding roads flew from east to west, how many barren fields were crossed from south to north, and a gust of wind came and brought them into the clouds, they thought they had come to heaven and earth, but who knew that the next moment they fell into the endless abyss.

No one knows how long they will live in this war, and they don't know what they will die for.

He looked at the burning battlefield and felt the whole world turn to ashes under his gaze.

At that moment, a feathered arrow pierced the empress's shoulder and shot past him, and he watched in a daze as the empress fell to the ground clutching her shoulder.

"No!"

Chu Xianzhao stretched out his hand to her, and more feathered arrows shot from all directions, and the soldiers beside the empress raised their shields to resist the terrible rain of arrows.

"Chu Xuanzhao!" someone shouted his name, he looked around and watched Zhu Zi fall slightly

He grabbed his hand and said loudly, "Leave her alone, it's a trap, they're here to kill her!"

Chu Xianzhao looked at the woman who came to save her, Zhu Ziwei was covered in snow, the hem of her delicate red robe was covered with mud, and her beautiful black and white hair was messy, which could be described as extremely embarrassed, but she still came to save him, probably because she didn't want him to die here.

He looked at Zhu Ziwei for a long time, broke free of her wrist, and then took a step back, and said with a bitter smile: "Why did you betray us?"

Zhu Ziwei's shoulders shook and stopped, not far from them, the rain of arrows continued to fall.

Chu Xianzhao took a deep breath, rubbed his cheek fiercely, and said in a somewhat indistinct voice: "Is Tantai Ningning's condition related to you? Do you really not know, or are you pretending to be stupid?"

Zhu Ziwei said calmly: "Chu Xianzhao, let's go back and talk about it, I'll go back and explain to you slowly until you are satisfied." Tantening's life is over, and we should practice it for her when we come here. After that, she was silent for a moment, looked down at her toes and whispered, "I don't want you to go to Lijing City, that city is a demon that devours all those I love alive...... What my father thinks of me, what the Blood Python Gang thinks, I don't know...... I just want to be with you. ”

Chu Xianzhao's expression became more and more indifferent, and Zhu Ziwei slowly approached him and whispered: "Tantai Ningsu is dead, this war is over, Shuyue is an ominous land after all, I can't feel warmth in this land, until I meet your ......"

Chu Xianzhao slowly raised the Dragon Bird Sword and roared, "Get out of the way, I won't kill you, but I don't want to see you again." ”

"You said you said you would take me away...... Don't you like me? I'm not even afraid to die for you, so what if I die for you?"

Zhu Ziwei raised his head, and the sadness in his eyes was like a frozen ice river, which finally cracked.

"You've been lying to me, and I don't like people to lie to me...... You have been, all the time!" anyone could hear the gnashing of teeth in Chu Xuan's words.

Zhu Ziwei's head was tilted, she didn't like to make any tear-like movements in front of men, that would make her weak.

Chu Xianzhao looked at her face, he had never looked at Zhu Ziwei's face so seriously, she didn't wear light makeup as usual, so the corners of her eyes lost that seductive red, her pupils were black and white, her erect nose bridge and sharp chin made her look too smart, and there was always a hint of sharpness in her eyes, but she always looked a little sad when she didn't speak, and there seemed to be a winter rain in her eyes, Chu Xianzhao never thought that a woman would be so beautiful without makeup, even if it was Su Nianyu.

He liked her flattery on the bed, which made him feel the pleasure of war, like a king looking down on the whole world, sitting on the most beautiful women, but the hands that caressed his face had never pierced the chests of other men, calmly crushing their hearts.

Is this what this woman really is?

For the sake of his own happiness, he can sacrifice the happiness of others, but the facts are in front of him and he has to admit it.

At this time, his heart was extremely confused, and he remembered what Zhu Ziwei said: "I want to find someone to spend my life, have a child with him, and be a mother, I don't want to live such a life of licking blood with a knife head again." ”

He still remembers that when the woman said this, her eyes were so sincere and bright, with hope for the future.

Then he heard a cold laugh, like Hades laughing in the dark.

Chu Xuanzhao turned around suddenly, and at that moment, the muscles all over his body instantly exploded, completely ignoring the pressure caused by the repeated use of Wang Qi, the pitch-black breath flowed on the surface of his body, and the Dragon Sparrow Sword rose with a brilliant light, trembling incessantly!

Zhu Ziwei pounced at that moment and hugged Chu Xuan in his arms!

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "The Throne of the Apocalypse" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~