These are five hundred warriors, no, it should be said that five hundred dead men. When the Black Iron Equipment gave them the ability to kill gods, the primitive wildness of human beings was finally stimulated.

At this time, the two sides were already fighting together, the speed of the war horse was gone, and the rest could only rely on the soldier's own bravery and blood.

Defense is cowardly, you cut off my arm, I will cut your throat too. The victor who has just killed the enemy may soon turn into a bloody corpse.

Fear is unjustified, and who would think about those questions in a matter of life and death. What bullshit tactics and art of war, now everyone is just relying on blood and bravery.

It has to be said that the training of the army is excellent, and the high-intensity training gives the soldiers a subconscious reaction, although they are not aware of it, but they often unconsciously make that kind of tactical action in battle.

For example, the simplest three-three tactic is that three soldiers rely on each other, cover each other's backs in the chaos, and kill the enemy together. This most common method of warfare has long been integrated into the soul of soldiers.

In the process of killing the enemy, every soldier will unconsciously look for his own back to rely on.

At this time, war horses have become redundant. Those soldiers who were wounded and fell to the ground, the first to attack was the war horse, maybe he was just afraid that he would be trampled to death by the war horse.

And the soldiers who jump off their horses will be more flexible and more combative, which the soldiers of the Li family do not have.

The army of the Creation Gate, which is said to be an army, is actually just a group of awakened people gathered together, and the battle array training they receive is very simple.

It's good to be able to put up three or four formations, but as for using them flexibly? The ghosts care, the swordsmen practice their own swords, and the awakened practice their own spells.

How can a habit that has been thousands of years be reversed all at once? Anyway, the magic battles that are relied on in the Creation Gate are all relied upon, and no one desperately asks them to train.

It is this mentality that makes these proud sons of the sky suffer a big loss.

It occurred to them that there were armors in the world that could resist spells, and weapons that could pierce spells. And this kind of anti-heaven equipment can be manipulated by mortals.

What's more, the combat effectiveness of these mortals is so high, what a lot of effort, more than 200 cavalry have died in their hands.

At this time, the flowing fire had been transformed into a killing machine, and its two arms were completely surrounded by flames, and in the melee, this kind of hand-to-hand combat spell was far more effective than those flashy fireballs and fire explosions. Not to mention those high-level spells that require chanting for half a day.

Liuhuo is not a fighting rookie like Li Feiyang, in the practice in Yongyang Mountain, fighting is his compulsory course, and he wants to carry a stone to catch a monkey back then, and it is his body that he practiced.

Moreover, Liu Lao has also specially trained him in some martial arts, and it is not a problem to deal with these rookie awakened people.

Teasing the yin, locking the throat, inserting the eyes, kicking, beating the chest, and then headshot.

The insidious fighting skills learned from the white tiger were all used on the Li family's cavalry. These guys have seen such a vicious attack there.

Not to mention that the strength of the Flowing Fire was far superior to them, and gradually no enemy dared to approach the Flowing Fire, and those soldiers gradually gathered around the Flowing Fire, and a small defensive circle appeared.

The sheltered Flowing Fire could finally cast spells with confidence, his ten fingers trembled lightly in the air, and countless Venus stars slipped from his fingertips, forming golden lines.

Those golden lines swayed up and down under the drumming of the east wind, longer and longer, more and more, and finally actually got into the crowd.

At this time, Uncle Qiang's voice came from outside the formation.

"Get out of the way, get out of the fuck..."

It's a pity that everything is over, and before he can finish speaking, the violent explosion has already formed a string in the crowd. Each spark emits a tremendous amount of energy, and the gold threads that don't explode cut through people's bodies like blades.

No armor could resist these golden threads, and the carefully crafted armor was cut like tofu, including the flesh inside.

The screams were deafening, and the crowd retreated like a tidal wave, dodging the attacks of the golden threads.

And those clearings were full of stumps and corpses, and there was a lot of blood. More than 200 people were killed in this explosion alone.

"Fire in the wind... Flowing fire in the wind..."This top-level spell that will be famous in the future will be the name given by Zuo Panyu, and at this time, he is standing by the side of the flowing fire to protect his flanks.

"Good name, figurative and apt, and nice to hear... However, we're all going to die here today, what's the use of your name..."

Liuhuo nagged and wanted to scold him a few words to relieve his tension. But just as everyone gathered to watch the majesty of the adults, a violent tremor suddenly came from under their feet.

"Oh no, get out of here..."

It was too late, and a huge crater appeared out of thin air at the feet of everyone, and everyone fell into the pit. Fortunately, there are no wooden thorns in this pit more than three meters deep, maybe Uncle Qiang is too late to summon wooden thorns.

Uncle Qiang is strong enough, such a large-scale earth trap actually concealed the divine consciousness of the flowing fire, which shows how high his realm is.

At this time, Li Feiyang at the edge of the dense forest was excited, and he shouted there.

"Bury them alive, bury them alive..."

At this time, countless Li family cavalry all came over, the magic weapons in the hands of those awakened were shining, and those sword masters also copied their bows and crossbows.

The slaughter is about to begin.

At this time, there were only more than 400 people in the pit, and the less than 100 people had just died in battle, but these people did not fear the impending death at all.

"Come, grandchildren, die here and bury here, and we will remain here when we become ghosts..."

"Damn, I didn't even prepare a coffin, I already dug a pit, and the creation gate is so stingy..."

"My lord, you have high mana, you can go by yourself, you will definitely be able to rush out, we believe you..."

They know the difficulty of flowing fire, there are two thousand elites on it, plus the powerful uncle who has infinite creation. If you want to escape, it's hard to climb to the sky.

Liuhuo shook his head, he was finally about to give up, he knew that he was powerless to return to the sky today. The heritage of the hundred-year-old family is indeed not to be underestimated, and it is not something he can shake at all.

With the stupidity of Li Feiyang and Jade Qilin, Flowing Fire can still break a way out of the cracks.

But now, when the real big man makes a move, the resistance of the flowing fire is so powerless.

The past reverberates in my heart. Orphans are wandering, teenagers are walking through the Yongyang Mountains, the flames on the grassland show their majesty and wipe out countless red-scaled cavalry, and the punch from Brother Zhongli in the tavern to the wind.

Cang'er who fled from the wilderness on the grassland, the great truth of the nine masters in the black mine cave.

The joy of first meeting Hou Wen, and the bluebeard who bullied mortals in the crystal mine.

The white ships float on the sea, and the crabs in the foggy harbor are so delicious.

The swamp chases the murderer to rescue the white bird, and the hundred flowers will show their edge.

And, of course, the soft boobs of the clouds.

Of course, there is also the Suzaku that sneaked up on me in the mountains of Zhongzhou.

At the bonfire party, a group of little brothers who never gave up were accepted, and the people were supported on both sides of the river.

The grass slope let go of the poisonous knife Liu, and the ambusher was defeated by the official road.

Drill karst caves in the Savage Ridge, and search for treasures in the prehistoric ruins.

took advantage of the clouds and the moon, and finally made her fight back gorgeously, and now that I think about it, those treasures are not very attractive.

The earth-shattering mortal wars on the grasslands, and the secular scenes of prosperity by the water.

Everything is the bits and pieces of the short life of Flowing Fire. To be honest, the Flowing Fire really didn't work in vain.

But now, everything is coming to an end, and all dreams and hopes will end here.

Goodbye, my friends.

Goodbye, my love.

Flowing Fire closed his eyes and calmly waited for that moment to come.

At this time, the people on the Peishui City Wall had collectively lost their voices, and even Ruan Wen couldn't bear to look at it. As much as he hated Flowing Fire, all he hated was that Flowing Fire had taken away his power. In all fairness, what Flowing Fire did still made him admire.

What scholar has never dreamed? Who has never fantasized about bringing peace to the world and prosperity to the people? Ruan Wen is the same, but all kinds of hardships in life have made him smooth and follow the trend.

Liuhuo has achieved a result that he can't achieve in his life, not cultivation, Ruan Wen does not envy spells, what really makes Ruan Wen admire is the prosperity of Peishui.

An awakened person has such a strong ability to govern, and that achievement has made all the officials of the Chu State collectively lose their voices.

Whoever is not convinced, who will come and try it!

"Goodbye, Lord Driftfire, you're a hero. But this gloomy world doesn't need a hero, all he needs is a numb observant. Abide by the rules of the world that have not changed for thousands of years..."

"You want to challenge the rules, so you're the hero. And you're dying now because you want to challenge the rules..."

"Tens of millions of years of inertia, where you can reverse a grassroots, to this point, is your sorrow, of course, it is also the sorrow of this era..."

"Maybe after you die, there will never be a hero in the world..."

"Goodbye Flowing Fire, Goodbye, Dream in Our Hearts..."

Perhaps the heavens saw it, and he saw that the tragedy in the world was about to happen, and the whole cloudy sky suddenly thundered and thundered, and the east wind suddenly became more violent.

What the hell is going on, all the soldiers on the battlefield can't open their eyes, and even Uncle Qiang has some difficulty breathing. The violent wind swept up all the debris on the ground and threw it on the ground.

All the flagpoles on the city walls were blown off, and countless soldiers and civilians who were caught off guard were blown off the city by the strong wind, falling to the ground and not knowing whether they would die or die.

Ruan Wen ended the grief just now, and hugged a wooden pillar for fear that a misstep would turn into a thousand hatreds. The rest of the people were all lying on the ground, not daring to move.

Li Xiao couldn't sit still, the Yuan Qi shield on his body resisted the blowing of the wind, and his eyes stared at the eastern sky, as if there was some terrible existence there.

Just as the soldiers were holding hands to resist the strong wind on the battlefield, a voice came from the east.

"Who the fuck dares to kill my apprentice..."