Chapter 430: The Last Enemy

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The big oar, which is more than a foot high, seems to be just a small piece of paper in front of the black dragon, which will shatter at the touch of a button.

"Whew!"

The dragon breath of the black dragon is mixed with the cold to the bone, and a little contamination is enough to kill you.

"This, too, is the spirit of war?" Xiang Shaoyu completely stopped his pace of progress, and couldn't help but look at the black dragon hundreds of zhang in front of him in a daze.

Behind Xiang Shaoyu, more than 30,000 Jiangdong disciples, although they did not make a sound, but in their eyes, the look of shock was difficult to hide. And in that shock, there was even a hint of fear.

"Young master, the one who can use this kind of battle spirit must be the end of the heavens! Fusu deliberately left such a hand, presumably, just to take advantage of this time to trap the three of us! It's unstoppable, let's retreat and save our strength! ā€

A man in delicate armor, riding on a horse, yelled at Xiang Shaoyu, who was still stunned.

"Withdraw?" In Shaoyu's eyes, he couldn't help but have a look of wavering.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ā€

The fierce drum beat sounded again, and Tian Yan, as the coach, looked at the black dragon who was still in no man's land with a pale face, and a trace of blood flowed out between the teeth.

"Sister, you bit your lip." Tian Ci looked at Tian Yan with a distressed look and said.

"Keep beating the drums! Don't stop! Tian Yan shouted, and almost used all the strength of his body.

Although the coalition army can be regarded as elite, it is not in the same way in the end. In the face of such an irresistible force, once the first defeat is carried out, it will be followed by defeat.

"Fusu!" Tian Yan secretly regretted it in her heart, obviously she also thought that this was done deliberately by Fusu.

The increasingly intense drum beat woke Xiang Shaoyu up again.

"No! If we withdraw, the coalition will be defeated! Shao Yu let out a low snort, and then waved the overlord gun in his hand again, pointing at the tall black dragon.

"Fathers and brothers of Koto! Today, let's let Fusu see how strong our Chu people are! ā€

Before Shaoyu's words fell, the sound of horses' hooves sounded again.

Ji Bu on the side sighed lightly, and could only lead his Shadow Tiger Legion to rush towards the dragon.

"Come on!"

Shao Yu shouted, and the Chu cavalry of more than 30,000 people slowly condensed a giant dozens of feet high.

The giant was holding a spear, just like the Formation-Breaking Overlord Spear in Xiang Yu's hand.

Such a huge war spirit was idle on the battlefield, which naturally attracted Yingzheng's attention.

"Such a strong fighting spirit, he is a talented boy." Ying Zheng looked up at the dozens of zhang and nodded slightly.

"But, alas, you're on the opposite side of me!" Ying Zheng jumped into it, and rushed directly towards the huge figure with his body.

"Break it for me!"

Shao Yu, who was engrossed in staring at the black dragon in front of him, naturally didn't notice that there was a figure in the air dozens of zhang.

The dark green Formation Breaking Overlord Spear, like a sharp sword, pierced out of the giant's hand.

However, when he was about to stab the huge dragon head of the black dragon, the black dragon actually showed a hint of mockery.

"Bang!"

A loud and piercing sound, like a storm, swept everyone's ears in an instant.

Wisps of blood flowed from the ears of the nearest coalition soldiers, and it was clear that they could no longer hear the sound.

Looking at the black dragon that was intact and even more sarcastic, Shao Yu couldn't help but be stunned.

"Young master! Someone! The Jiangdong disciple behind him said with a trembling voice.

One person, one sword, one black-clothed Yingzheng, sword pointing spear. With only a sword several feet long, he easily blocked the powerful blow.

Ying Zheng frowned slightly, and the Yuan Infant in his body kept rolling.

"This power is much stronger than I imagined......" Ying Zheng lowered his head slightly, looked at the bottom, and also looked at his Shao Yu with a shocked face.

"Sure enough, it is the overlord of Western Chu, the pride of the sky."

Ying Zheng muttered softly, however, the sword in his hand shook slightly, and he instantly distanced himself from the giant.

"Step."

Ying Zheng stepped lightly on the black dragon battle spirit, and there was a faint sound of dragon groaning in his body.

"However, in front of me, the heavens will also bow down to me!"

"Whew!"

The black dragon let out a high-pitched dragon groan, which seemed to echo the dragon groan in Ying Zheng's body.

The huge dragon's eyes, scarlet color, became more and more dazzling.

There was another loud roar, and the black dragon's tumbling body rushed directly towards the giant.

"Poof!"

The giant, who was dozens of feet tall, held the Formation-Breaking Overlord Spear in his hand, as if he had fallen into a stupor.

The dragon body, which is hundreds of zhang, penetrates the entire giant in just the blink of an eye.

"Bang!"

There was another loud bang, and the giant, which seemed to be able to stand up to the sky, suddenly turned into fragments in the sky. Dissipate between the whole heaven and earth.

As soon as the giants dispersed, the 30,000 Jiangdong soldiers were instantly attacked by a huge backlash. Those who are not strong will fall off the horse and die directly, even if they are slightly stronger, they will spit blood from their mouths.

Shao Yu clutched the reins in his hand. As the main general, he is also the person of the main formation. The spirit of war was shattered, and he was the most severely wounded. If he hadn't been strong-willed, he would have passed out now, if not dead.

"Young master!" Ji Bu exclaimed in surprise and ran towards Shao Yu quickly.

"He can replace ......" Looking at the figure above the dragon's head, Shao Yu's eyes became more and more confused. That sentence was never finished after all.

The giant transformed by the war spirit was shattered, and the last trace of defense of the coalition army's psychology seemed to be shattered.

On the long battle line, a crowd of black oppressors, like a receding tide, poured towards the east.

"Kill!"

Wang Ben, who was like being fished out of blood, roared with scarlet eyes and a hoarse voice.

The sky has gradually darkened at some point. Thick dark clouds seem to be touchable between the hands of a hand.

However, just when the Qin army was counterattacking and attacking, with a force of more than 200,000 people, it was pursuing a million-strong army. As the Tiandu Army, which is the pro-army of Yingzheng, it stopped.

Ying Zheng stood on top of the huge dragon head of the black dragon and raised his head silently.

"Tick! Tick! ā€

The cold rain fell on Ying Zheng's face.

"Boom!"

A dull thunder sounded from the dense clouds. Purple thunder and lightning loomed among the dark clouds, like rolling dragons.

Ying Zheng ignored the million-dollar coalition army that was defeated on all fronts, and even didn't take a second look at the proud son of heaven who was still dreaming of "he can replace him".

The thunder was getting louder and louder, and Ying Zheng's hand holding the Tianwen Sword was getting tighter and tighter.

In this world, the only thing that can be called his political enemy is the boundless sky in front of him.