Chapter Thirty-Three: Demon-level Talent: Ten Thousand Anger

"General, Wei Chigong!"

Trample!

A heavy step fell to the ground, but I saw a general with a face like black charcoal, holding a double whip, his eyes were bright, his momentum was awe-inspiring, and he was mighty!

"Wei Chigong, I haven't heard of it!"

frowned slightly, the person who claimed to be handsome also showed his figure, wearing a big red robe fluttering in the wind, and his majesty was dissipating, and the purple-shirted dragon king also retreated more than ten steps in a row, and his breath stabilized.

This is still due to the fact that Wei Chigong cut off most of the power in front.

"It's okay, after today, the name of this general will be remembered by your entire Great Yan Dynasty, but unfortunately, you don't have that chance. ”

Bang!

Yu Chi Gong's True Xuan Sixfold momentum completely burst out!

"Wei Chigong, you are very good, although I don't know how that kid Li Chengqian got the allegiance of a strong man like you!"

"But, that's the end of it, remember my name, Ouyang Wenxuan, the handsome, you should feel honored to die in the hands of the handsome!"

Ouyang Wenxuan, the generalissimo of the world's soldiers and horses in the Great Yan Dynasty, is so powerful that he is almost no longer under the Great Yan King!

Bang! Bang!

Between the boundless blood and evil qi surging, Wei Chigong's pupils couldn't help but shrink suddenly!

True Mystery Ninefold!

Terrifying!

Smack!

"Boom, Marshal Ouyang is really imposing!"

At this moment, a yin wind struck, and faintly, a person wearing a gray robe loomed in the void.

The sound is ghostly, and it is very piercing to listen to in the ears.

"Yin old ghost, you don't protect His Royal Highness the Prince, what are you doing here?"

A trace of disgust flashed in Ouyang Wenxuan's eyes, and he scolded unceremoniously.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said, you can do whatever you want, kill people and seize the city as you like, but, this purple-shirted dragon king Dai Qisi, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is going to decide, you can't hurt her a single hair!"

The old ghost pointed at the purple-shirted dragon king, his eyes glowing with pale green, and he looked extremely penetrating.

"She, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, can, after a while, Ben Shuai will leave her a whole corpse." ”

Ouyang Wenxuan smiled indifferently, and the murderous intent in his pupils was revealed.

"Marshal Ouyang, she is the person His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wants!"

"You, you have to think about it. ”

A gloomy voice came out, full of threats.

"You can go back and tell His Royal Highness the Crown Prince that if you kill the generals under this commander, no one will be able to live!"

The crown prince has always been just a prince, and since ancient times, this Great Yan Dynasty has not been able to succeed to the throne without a prince!"

The voice was sonorous and-for-tat, and Ouyang Wenxuan did not have the slightest intention of backing down.

"Marshal Ouyang, you have to think clearly, the days of the king today are not long, the crown prince is prestigious, and no one in the government and the opposition can shake it, aren't you afraid that you will die in the coming days and have no place to be buried?"

The next moment, it was clear that the day was empty, but it was like a cold winter.

"Really, then Ben Shuai wants to see what His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is capable of, now, you give Ben Shuai a go!"

"Otherwise, Hugh blames Ben Shuai for slaughtering you together!"

Ouyang Wenxuan suddenly burst into a shout, and above his head, the murderous aura was condensed like substance, three feet of blood red, terrifying!

"Ouyang Wenxuan, in terms of strength, you are indeed slightly better than me, but, you are also a true Xuan Jiuzhong, you can't help me!"

"The person His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wants, you can't move!"

Saying that, the old ghost Yin no longer confronted Ouyang Wenxuan, and with a burst of shots, he rushed towards the purple-shirted dragon king.

"The person who Ben Shuai wants to kill, it's up to you, you can't keep it!"

Ouyang Wenxuan stepped into the air with his bare hands, and the scorching fist caused the surrounding earth to crack.

"You guys, you can't take Ben too seriously, right?"

Suddenly, Yu Chigong stood in front of the two of them, and his eyes were full of murderous aura coming out of his body!

In his past life and this life, it was the first time that Wei Chigong had been ignored like this!

Hateful, annoying!

"What are you?!"

The old ghost shouted unceremoniously.

"Wei Chigong, since you are in a hurry to find death, Ben Shuai will kill you first!"

Quack! Quack!

Ouyang Wenxuan's fist became more and more violent!

"If you destroy the general, it's up to you, and you're not worthy!"

Boom! Boom!

In an instant, the aura around Wei Chigong's body began to rise wildly, and he was so angry that he almost wanted to devour his reason!

"Yu Chigong opens the demon-level talent: Ten Thousand Anger!"

[Ten thousand anger: When Yu Chi Gong is ignored or even despised by others, it will trigger his ten thousand zhang of anger, and when the anger is all over the body, Yu Chi Gong can immediately skyrocket a big realm, and the time limit is one day!]

"It's not good, there is a problem with this Wei Chi Gong, old ghost, hurry, let's do it together!"

Ouyang Wenxuan immediately noticed that something was wrong, and he didn't care about it, so he hurriedly greeted him.

The strength of the whole body converged on the two fists, and a punch blasted out, and the void shook endlessly!

A scorching fist, as fierce as the sun!

"Yin Wind Slash!"

The old ghost's face changed, and he didn't dare to hide his secrets!

took out a ghost-headed big knife and slashed down, and the evil qi condensed into hundreds of zhang swords, and the anger was very strong, especially the evil ghosts.

"Two wastes, both to Ben checkmate!"

With a roar, the void dimmed, the fist was dull, and the sword shattered.

"Die!"

The sound is like eternity, shattering countless mountains and rocks.

The void burst continuously, and the two whips swept across the sky, piercing through the bodies of the old ghost and Ouyang Wenxuan.

Bang!

In an instant, the bodies of the two of them were crushed into powder together.

"Purple-shirted Dragon King, please go back and organize the army, and immediately kill the enemy camp, Ben will set off and kill the enemy camp first!"

Turning his head slightly, his eyes still with a terrifying red glow, Yu Chigong commanded in a deep voice.

"No!"

The purple-shirted dragon king didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly swept towards Chimu Pass.

"This general is Chi Gong, on the orders of the king, there is no forgiveness for killing!"

In a short time, Wei Chigong had already stepped on the military camp of the Great Yan Dynasty.

With a loud roar, the sky was full of blood, and the entire Great Yan Dynasty military camp was enveloped.

With the blessing of the sixfold combat power of the Divine Spirit Realm, Yu Chigong turned into a ruthless killing machine.

Single-handed, one-man whip, galloping among millions of enemy troops, invincible, killing without counting!

No one can stop the furious Wei Chigong!

One person, killing millions of enemy troops scattered and fled, screaming again and again!

"Kill, kill, kill!"

After about a while, the purple-shirted Dragon King and Zhou Qing came with 100,000 Tang Dynasty right military guards, 100,000 Ming Sect helpers, and 100,000 Tang Dynasty Expedition Eastern Army.

In the face of the enemy army that has been exhausted, another monstrous killing has been set off!

This battle!

Wei Chi Gong was buried in the lower reaches of the Wu River!

The first war wiped out the three million troops of the Great Yan Dynasty, and nearly one million troops were all killed, fleeing for their lives and disappearing.

......

"Congratulations to the emperor, Wei Chigong killed more than 3 million soldiers of the Great Yan Dynasty in one battle, and the tyrant was specially rewarded with one million. ”

On Zhaotian Avenue, Li Chengqian was galloping on his horse and heading towards Zhaotian Mansion.

Li Chengqian couldn't help but shake his head slightly: "Tyrant system, you are really getting more and more picky." ”

"The system pit method cannot be changed. ”

"Uh. ”

Li Chengqian almost didn't come up in one breath, this is too blatant, tell him directly, this is a system pit method?

"Report, King, Zhaotianfu is urgent!"

"Bring it to the Lone King. ”

After reading the emergency report, the corners of Li Chengqian's mouth couldn't help but sketch slightly: "Wu Song and Lu Zhishen have already done it with Zhaotian Palace, and the Lone King can't miss it." ”

"Inform it, everyone will speed up the Lone King again, and destroy the battle of Zhaotianfu, and the Lone King will witness it in person!"

"No!".

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PS: Author: "Special thanks to the book friends 'elegant and easy-going' for the reward!