Chapter Seventy-Two: Dragon Scale Poison Mist

It's messy!

It's a complete mess!

With the news of Wumen's control of Wujun, there was an uproar in the Chu State.

In the city of Danyang, the king of Chu was uneasy, he received information that the left general Yue Hong died in Jinghe, 300,000 elite troops, the whole army was annihilated, and then, Wumen blocked Wujun, controlled the pass, city defense, and internal affairs.

There are all kinds of signs that the rule of Chu has begun to waver.

Measures must be taken.

"With the Praetorian Guard alone, it is estimated that it will not be able to defeat the Wumen, so we can only ask the ancestor to take action. ”

In the imperial study, King Chu rubbed his eyebrows, his mood was extremely heavy, he knew very well that this might be Xiong Ju's last shot.

On that day, Tu Gu, the general of the Praetorian Guard, led 100,000 Praetorian Guards to Wujun, all of them were cavalry, and the sound of horses' hooves roared, shattering the last prosperity.

The people of the capital know that the state of Chu is facing the most dangerous time.

............

Two days later, the Praetorian Guards pressed Wujun and attacked Chaocheng, and the eight thousand Wumen disciples resisted tenaciously.

Every disciple of the Guardian Sect, the weakest is a seventh-rank martial artist.

And the Praetorian Guard, as the strongest legion in the Chu State, is the weakest of the five-rank warriors.

From the comparison of the strong, Chaocheng has three Saint Realm elders from Wumen and hundreds of innate martial artists.

Although the Praetorian Guard also had three Saint Realm generals, the number of innate martial arts generals was far behind that of the Wumen, with only more than fifty.

Therefore, when the Praetorian Guards attacked Chaocheng, not only did they not take much advantage, but in the battle, they were attacked and killed by the strong men of the Wumen Sect, and suffered heavy losses.

"Beat the drums, Ben will fight himself!"

After a long time of attack, Tu Gu decided to fight in person, his eyes were resolute, the dragon horse roared under him, and there were three thousand soldiers standing behind him, wearing red armor and holding spears, all of whom were martial artists above the seventh grade, and they were all angry and killed the eternals.

This army is the famous division of Shen Xi in the Chu State!

In the early years of the founding of the People's Republic of China, Chu Taizu established a terrifying army with the remnants of Shen and Xi, which was a special type of military and powerful, and completed the feat of 3,000 soldiers and 100,000 troops.

That battle achieved the prestige of the division of Shenxi.

Bang! Bang!

Banner hunting, war drums thundering.

Tu Gu immediately speared, with three thousand iron horsemen, launched a charge, and the evil clouds and smoke billowed out, forming a huge military formation.

With the blessing of the military array, the strength of the 3,000 Shenxi Division soared.

A brilliant spear pierced the sky, emitting a red divine light, as if it had lasted forever.

Hundreds of zhang away, the nest city is like a fierce beast lying on the ground, with a monstrous momentum, like a sacred mountain, as solid as a rock, blocking hundreds of millions of enemies.

"Array!"

The Protector Elder shouted, and the eight thousand Wumen disciples were suspended in the air, and their feet were restrained by the Xuan Sword, releasing sword qi one after another, forming a sword river, flowing in the void, dense sword qi, and the scene was terrifying.

Rumble!

The heavens and the earth trembled, and the walls of the nest city several feet wide exploded, suddenly falling apart, and the rubble splashed in all directions, turning into dust in the air.

"What is this?"

Tu Gu, who was charging, was slightly shocked, looking at the void sword qi, revealing jealousy, such a powerful sword formation.

I didn't expect that Wumen could also arrange a military formation.

"Kill!"

After a brief period of surprise, Tu Gu sped up, the spear broke through the sky, and rushed into the endless sword river, the sharpness of the spear, the edge of the sword, intertwined in the void, making a crisp sound, terrifying aftermath, stirring the sky, ripples constantly.

The ground was trembling, and the countless buildings in the nest city collapsed with a bang, and the smoke and dust were everywhere, and they were gray.

The attacks of the two are too powerful to exceed the bearing limit of the building.

Bright red blood flowers bloomed like beautiful fireworks.

Tens of thousands of people, before they could react, directly exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

The horror of the scene is enough to shock the world.

............

Dozens of miles away, the witch god stood on a mountain, looking at the fierce battlefield, and saw a large number of people dying, but he was unmoved, his face was indifferent, holding a scepter in his hand, and braving a faint green light.

"Come out!"

After a few minutes, the witch god frowned slightly and said in a deep voice.

Thousands of feet away, the void rippled continuously, a golden light flickered, and the figure of Xiongju appeared, holding a sharp war knife, gray hair, flying with the wind.

"Witch God, the ancestors made a contract, and the Witch Sect and the Chu State formed an alliance to help each other, why do you want to break the contract and occupy Wu County?" Xiong Ju asked in a deep voice, his old face was full of murderous intent.

"Forming an alliance requires strength, the Chu State is in turmoil, and the imperial court cannot rule the country, why should this seat abide by the covenant? ”

The witch god squinted his eyes and had a tough attitude, as if he didn't take Xiongju in his eyes, which showed that he was very confident in his own strength.

The words fell, and the scepter shone brightly, and the dark green brilliance covered the sky, containing terrifying toxins, making a "snort" sound, and the void seemed to be corrupted.

In the next breath, in the green poisonous mist, a poisonous dragon flew out, opening its teeth and dancing claws, the dragon's mouth opened, and a pillar of poisonous mist light erupted, carrying destructive energy, cold breath, freezing a radius of ten miles.

"Dragon Scale Poison Mist!"

The witch god roared, the scepter fell, and the poisonous dragon rushed up to the nine heavens, harnessing the poisonous cloud, and suppressed it towards the bear house.

The dragon's groans echoed for dozens of miles, and all the animals were on their knees, trembling, as if they had encountered a natural enemy.

"Slash!"

Xiong Ju's face froze, the green tendons in his right hand exploded, and the war knife in his hand slashed down, producing a golden dragon shadow, surrounding his body, and terrifying fluctuations shook the void.

The golden dragon roared, slamming into the poisonous dragon.

Thundered!

The mountain peaks collapsed, countless boulders fell, and the scene was terrifying.

"Poof......

Affected by the aftermath, Xiong Ju took a few steps backwards, his face became even paler, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, his beard was dyed red and white, and his right arm holding a knife was trembling slightly.

"Xiong Taizu, you are already old!"

The witch god looked at it coldly, and the strength of the late Liehou exploded, which was extraordinarily strong, full of life force, and extremely tenacious.

The Liehou lived a long life, and he could live to be at least 400 years old.

Although he looks old, his real age is only two hundred years old, and he is in the prime of life, and his blood is strong.

And what about Kumaju?

Shouyuan is about to end, resulting in the weakening of qi and blood, with a rotten aura in the aura, and the strength of the outbreak is weakened by at least three layers.

"King Chu, I can only help here......"

Xiongju's dark eyes, looking around, he found for the first time that this infinite vast territory was really too beautiful.

It's a pity that after today, I'm afraid I won't see it anymore.

But for the sake of the owner of this country, still surnamed Xiong, he has no choice.

"Kill!"

A burst of applause.

A terrifying aura erupted from Xiongju's body, the gray robe bulged, as if inflated, and the blood-colored evil qi and the matchless sword qi washed all around.

This breath far exceeds that of the late liehous.

Reached the pinnacle of the liehous!

"Desperate?"

The witch god smiled disdainfully, the scepter tapped the void, and a green light appeared, and the aura was like silk, like a heavenly waterfall hanging in the sky, falling to the ground, covering the mountain.

Such a spectacular situation can be clearly seen from dozens of miles away.