"Zheng Zheng."

Thousands of divine soldiers were all trembling violently, crisp hissing sounds came and went, and the tragic killing intent was still increasing, suppressing Zhang He with all his might.

In the battle of masters, momentum comes first.

Once the momentum is suppressed by the other party, even if your strength is higher than that of the opponent, it is difficult to say that you will still lose miserably, because you have a shadow in your heart, and you will not dare to fight for your life with others at all.

Although the tragic killing intent from the collapse of thousands of divine soldiers made Zhang He almost want to collapse, and his battle intent was almost destroyed, Zhang He had to endure the fear from the bottom of his heart, and slowly raised his long sword, "Kill." With a hoarse roar, Zhang He slammed down his long sword.

"Zheng Zheng."

Zhang He's resistance completely angered all the divine soldiers, and for a while, thousands of divine soldiers were like an overwhelming rain of swords, and like well-trained soldiers, all of them shot at Zhang He frantically.

The Great War broke out completely.

One sword against thousands of divine soldiers.

Zhang He, who was full of fighting spirit, raised his peerless sword and roared loudly, like a battlefield general at the end of a hero, and like a world-beating overlord who broke through thousands of troops alone.

The overwhelming array of divine soldiers, like thousands of well-trained soldiers, swarmed in, but they maintained a neat charging formation from beginning to end.

"Zheng Zheng."

"Kill."

In the midst of the roar and the earth, Zhang He finally met the short-range soldiers who shot at the gun.

There were more than 100 weapons in the first wave, and they were all sharp swords.

The sword is the king of soldiers, and more than a hundred long swords are intertwined into a terrifying sword net, with a sharp whistling sound, shooting out, "Kill." Zhang He let out an earth-shattering roar again, and the long sword in his hand also burst out.

This is a decisive battle with completely unequal strength, but Zhang He did not have the slightest fear, and in the roar, Zhang He did not retreat but advanced, and went forward to the overwhelming long sword.

The sound of metal resonating sounded, and Zhang He, who had exerted the speed of the sword to the extreme, successfully protected the skull dantian and other vital parts, but in the face of the dense rain of sword nets, Zhang He still couldn't escape the fate of being hit hard in an instant.

Once interspersed, Zhang He was already seriously injured, but fortunately, the more than 100 long swords did not turn back again, but flew to the end of the passage in an instant, and were neatly inserted on the ground, but this confrontation was only the beginning.

The long sword flew away, and the multiplied weapons followed, once again intertwined into a terrifying net, and frantically killed Zhang He.

It was another fierce battle between life and death, and the attack of the weapon itself was far more terrifying and dangerous than the attack of the sword intent.

If you don't live, you die, and if you don't die, you live.

In the face of the roaring weapon, Zhang He completely forgot about life and death, and rushed forward again.

A more terrifying weapon net, a more exaggerated attack intensity, for Zhang He, in the face of this kind of attack, it is the greatest success to be able to protect the vital point.

The long sword swung out violently, instantly slashing the sharp blade that hit the head and throat, and at the same time, the left fist also went out wildly, smashing into the steel knife that hit the chest fiercely, and in the blink of an eye, the peerless sword swung again, frantically facing the spear that directly attacked the dantian.

In the face of this kind of Cheng Dù's attack, Zhang He can only protect his head, throat, heart and dantian at most, and with Zhang He's current sword speed, he can at most block more than ten weapons that can bring fatal damage to himself, as for the rest of the attacks, he can only let it take his breath.

Although the strength of the body of the Divine Body Decisive Realm is very powerful, it can directly ignore the attacks of ordinary Yuan Infant Stage powerhouses, but unfortunately, these weapons are all sharpened as iron as mud, and under the effect of the Nine Heavens Extermination Array, the attacks of these weapons are already sharper than the attacks of Yuan Infant Stage powerhouses.

The sharp attack, coupled with the sharp divine weapon, even though Zhang He's physical strength was already harder than steel, he still couldn't stop this violent attack.

A steel knife roared in, leaving a deep scar on Zhang He's waist, and a spear came towards him, with an unstoppable sound, instantly piercing Zhang He's abdomen, leaving a wrist-sized bloody hole, and except for a few fatal parts, the rest of the body was almost everywhere under similar attacks.

For this kind of Cheng Dù's attack, the physical strength of the Divine Body Decisive Dacheng is not much more powerful than the ordinary physical strength, and the only advantage is that the physical strength of the Divine Body Decisive Dacheng is enough to protect the parts that have not been directly attacked by the divine soldiers from being implicated, even the most vulnerable internal organs will not be taken away by the blade of the weapon.

In addition, the greatest advantage of the physical strength of the Divine Body is that even if there is only the last bit of scum left, it can temporarily support the normal needs of life, take Zhang He's current legs, almost all of them are about to be cut into pieces by the attack of the weapon, but as long as there is still a connection between these slices, even if the last bit of fascia is still linked, Zhang He can barely maintain a standing posture.

For the current Zhang He, except for the most vulnerable parts, the other parts are terrifyingly strong, every piece of flesh is as strong and powerful as steel bars, and a palm-sized liver can replace the entire liver, as for the blood, even if only the last few drops are left, it can temporarily meet the needs of the body.

Therefore, Zhang He's current Zhang He is concerned, any body organ, any part, as long as it is not completely destroyed, can be completely restored, it is just a matter of time.

"Kill."

With a roar that shook the sky, Zhang He collided with the third wave of weapon rain furiously, and in the first two fierce battles, although Zhang He had been hit hard, even so, Zhang He still advanced a distance of more than 100 meters.

The third wave of weapons, the number of which was even more terrifying, was overwhelming, and the overwhelming weapons roared in, instantly submerging Zhang He, and instantly leaving countless wounds on other body organs except for the four fatal parts of the head, throat, heart, and dantian.

There are cut wounds, piercing wounds, split wounds, and even fragmentation wounds left by the hammer smashing, for a while, Zhang He seems to have become a special model for showing various wounds, but even so, Zhang He still rushed forward with a roar that shook the sky.

It was another perfect advance, but Zhang He's madness also completely angered all the weapons, and for a while, the remaining weapons all made a crisp sound of "Zheng Zheng", and all the weapons burst into a killing intent as thick as a substance.

The killing intent turned into liquid, making the entire air thicker, and also made Zhang He feel a sense of suffocation, almost suffocated by the tragic killing intent.

But Zhang He, who had already killed the red-eyed, did not have the slightest fear, his eyes were red, Zhang He raised his long sword again, and let out an earth-shattering roar again, "Kill." ”

roared, the weapon was angry, and in the blink of an eye, the last wave of weapon rain came overwhelmingly, completely submerging Zhang He in an instant.

Zhang He, who was submerged, used his hands and feet together, slashed the long sword that hit the head with a sword, smashed the steel knife that came straight to the throat with a punch, raised his knees, and slammed the spear that came towards the dantian.

In an instant, Zhang He was like three heads and six arms, his fists, palms, feet, knees, and elbows have all become sharp weapons for attack, which can block deadly attacks at the last moment, and can always perfectly protect the four deadly parts.

The last wave of attacks was finally over, and all the weapons returned to their original positions, but looking at Zhang He again, except for the head, throat and dantian, almost all other parts were shattered, and from a distance, Zhang He looked like a corpse that had been cut by a thousand knives and exposed to the public.

It's miserable, shocking, and miserable, even if all the adjectives are used, it is not enough to describe the misery of Zhang He at this moment.

At this moment, no one dares to be miserable with Zhang He.

Looking at the weapons that had all returned to their original positions, Zhang He, who was already at the end of the crossbow, couldn't help but let out a shocking laugh, but before he could laugh enough, his eyes turned black and he fell straight to the ground.

Another long coma, another long process of recovery.

But at this moment, outside the funeral world, under the incessant bombardment of many super masters, the door of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion was finally blasted open.

The treasure finally appeared, and for a while, the masters who were originally close to each other immediately became enemies of life and death who were on guard against each other and wanted to kill each other quickly.

The Great War is on the verge of breaking out.