The riders who thought they had escaped were relieved when they saw a picture that frightened them even more.

The wind did not disperse, but only shrunk a little, and all lingered around the man's side.

And that person, holding the Heavenly Painting Halberd in his hand, his face was peaceful, but he was full of irresistible killing intent.

It's like heaven is going to come down to earth!

"It's here, it's finally here." On the viewing platform, Liu He completely ignored Cao Cao and Sun Quan beside him, and said to himself.

Wang Tie's state of mind at this moment, Liu He seemed to have a spirit in his heart, and he could fully understand it, just like when he led the thunder down the sky.

The good horse of the Western Regions under Wang Tie's crotch finally fell down overwhelmed, and Wang Tie took a big stride and rushed towards the enemy formation at the moment when he jumped off the horse.

At that step, Wang Tie descended from the sky!

The wind riding that Sun Quan was proud of finally appreciated the horror of the martial artists of the Heavenly Descent Realm.

In an instant, the people on the battlefield turned on their backs.

Wherever Fang Tian's halberd went, no one was spared.

Countless corpses fell to the ground, and Wang Tie's Lingyun battle armor was instantly dyed red, but on the Fang Tian painting halberd, there was not a drop of blood.

The sharp halberd that exuded a chill was already almost unbelievable, except for Fajie and Liu He, who could barely see clearly, the others could only see a flash of cold light, and then several corpses fell to the ground.

After only a stick of incense, the cavalry army, which was known as the highest combat power in Eastern Wu, all disappeared from the battlefield.

Sun Quan didn't even have a chance to admit defeat and surrender, and when he came back to his senses, all he saw was the more than 2,000 bloody corpses on the battlefield in the distance.

At that moment, Sun Quan finally understood why his brother Sun Ce had such an entrustment to him when he was dying.

Soochow only has the commander to protect the country and the country, but there is no invincible general.

only hated himself for not listening to his brother, so that the 2,400 elite cavalry were strangled by one person in an instant.

Sun Quan's face turned pale, and he slowly returned to his seat, holding the armrest of the chair with his hand, and sat down with difficulty.

He lowered his head, stunned, as if tasting the bitter fruit of this failure.

After the troops of Dongwu were all wiped out, among those Jianghu people, I don't know who shouted first, reminding everyone to flee for their lives, and the others just woke up from a dream, and ran to the exit under the viewing platform without saying anything.

Wang Tie let these Jianghu people run past him, and his eyes were always focused on one person.

It's not a loss to the tiger idiot Xu Chu, even if he has just seen the power of Wang Tietian's descending realm, he is still not afraid.

At this time, the tiger and leopard rider beside him had already been shocked by the sudden change just now, and even the war horse under his crotch that had been fighting with him for many years had already begun to turn in circles in a panic.

Xu Chu showed a fierce look on his face, raised the big knife in his hand, and smashed the head of his war horse with the hilt.

The horse's brain cracked and he fell to the ground.

Xu Chu stepped heavily over the corpse of the war horse, and strode towards Wang Tie, and when he was more than ten steps away from Wang Tie, Xu Chu suddenly began to accelerate, and at the same time waved the big knife in his hand.

Wang Tie stood motionless, looking at the world's famous general towards him with an expressionless face.

In the blink of an eye, the two were already close at hand, and Xu Chu did not hesitate to dance the big knife and slash at Wang Tie.

Xu Chu's knife can be said to have used all his strength, and he is holding the knife with both hands, and the strength is even greater, plus Xu Chu at this time, when he is angry, if the average martial artist wants to take this knife without his strength, he will definitely vomit blood and die.

However, Wang Tie always held Fang Tian's halberd with one hand, and when he saw that Xu Chu's big knife was about to fall, he slid upward.

This seemingly random swing made the world's famous general's full force collapse in an instant.

Xu Chu desperately grabbed the big knife in his hand, and the tiger mouths of both hands had been shattered, so he barely let the big knife go, but his body still flew out with the big knife.

Xu Chu, who flew more than a dozen steps away, fell heavily to the ground, and rolled on the ground a few times under the urging of inertia, and then stopped.

He struggled to his feet, dusted off the dirt on his body, and stubbornly squeezed out a disdainful smile, but after this laugh, a mouthful of blood spurted out again.

This kind of difference in strength is not the most difficult for Xu Chu to accept, what he really can't bear is Wang Tie's next sentence.

"My husband said, spare your life, so I won't kill you, you can go."

Wang Tie's cold tone made Xu Chu feel unprecedented humiliation.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and without saying a word, he waved the big knife in his hand and rushed towards Wang Tie.

Another weapon collision sounded, and Xu Chu was knocked out again.

Only this time, he can't stand up right away like he did last time.

He lay on the ground gasping for breath, and scolded his mother at the same time, and he didn't know whether he was scolding the unshakable Heavenly Descending Realm martial artist, or scolding himself who was lying on the ground and couldn't get up.

To Wang Tie's surprise, knowing that it was a gap in strength that could not be smoothed, Xu Chu finally struggled to get up from the ground again.

Seeing Xu Chu, who knew that he would be defeated, but was still rushing towards him for the third time, the strength in Wang Tie's hand was subconsciously relieved.

But even so, Xu Chu still couldn't resist Wang Tie's blow, and flew out more than a dozen steps away.

Knocked off, fell, got up, rushed up, and was knocked away again, and so on, neither of them stopped first.

Xu Chu's eyes were already empty, and his spirit was obviously in a trance.

But he still pounced on Wang Tie again and again, and Wang Tie always stood in place without moving an inch, knocking Xu Chu out again and again.

Perhaps only in this way is the greatest respect for that stubborn warrior.

Finally, Xu Chu reached the point where the mountains and rivers were exhausted, and even walking was already very difficult.

But he still refused to let go of the big knife in his hand, supported the ground with the hilt, and moved to Wang Tie's side with difficulty step by step.

He could no longer lift the broadsword, so he could only put the broadsword on the ground, push it into Wang Tie's arms, and let the weight of the broadsword itself slash at Wang Tie.

This time, Wang Tie did not knock the big knife away, but raised the Fang Tian painting halberd horizontally, and gently blocked the big knife.

Xu Chu's eyes flashed with a trace of unwillingness, and then he pounced on Wang Tie again, he pressed his upper body on the handle of the big knife, wanting to use the weight of his body to make a final battle with the other party.

But at this time, he realized that not only could he not control the big knife, but even his own body could no longer be controlled.