Zhang Zheng's swallowtail battalion suffered the previous blow and suffered a morale setback, but under Zhang Zheng's reprimand, the formation was reopened.

However, the charging Jackal Corps was more powerful than they could have imagined.

Tang Yi, who was at the forefront of the formation, rushed to the front of the opponent's formation, and slashed down with a bang in his hand, and behind him, all the jackal soldiers waved their knives in unison!

I saw the light that shrouded the corps, and it sharply converged towards the front of the formation, turning into eight huge swords with a height of more than three meters.

Eight giant swords flew towards the enemy formation with a terrifying roar, and the light shield of the enemy array was like a fragile glass, shattering in an instant.

The sword that was still in force did not enter the enemy formation.

The swallowtail battalion was ploughed out of eight bloody roads, and there was flesh and blood flying along the way, and the battle formation of the swallowtail battalion was actually ploughed through!

Zhang Zheng was completely frightened, this ...... This is...... What kind of general......

He had never heard of such an attack, his eyes were blank, it was clear that this was just a cannon fodder corps, how could it be so powerful? Could it be that before, they were in disguise?

"Kill!"

Tang Yi led the corps, like a wedge, and rushed headlong into the enemy formation.

Many of the jackal soldiers behind him gasped, revealing a look of exhaustion, and the knife just now actually sucked away more than half of their true power. But each of them had red eyes, and felt like a flame burning in their bodies, and although their energy consumption was huge, they were not afraid at all.

Everyone agreed: "Kill!"

The sound permeates the four fields, and the sky and the earth change.

The swallowtail battalion was frightened by the knife of the jackal regiment just now, and the already low morale finally collapsed. Some timid soldiers screamed and turned and fled, and these out-of-control soldiers immediately caused an avalanche of reactions.

Zhang Zheng was being carried by his own soldiers to flee for his life, and his face was full of blankness.

Suddenly, there was the sound of horses' hooves behind him.

"The thief bestows the head!"

The huge knife flew against the ground, and the few people who fled for their lives were cut off.

Tang Yi rode his horse to Zhang Zheng's corpse, he was so conspicuous among the fanatical and excited soldiers, his face was calm and he couldn't see half of the joy.

With such an enemy, there is nothing to be happy about to kill.

He had already begun to think about how to further improve the level of the Jackal Corps, and what was there to be happy about at such a level of charge?

I am unparalleled, it is for [Charge]!

The empty road, only the sound of Tang Tian rushing through the air.

Sweat snaked down his cheeks, he was covered in wounds, and he didn't rest for a moment for eighteen days in the suicide room.

The wind was howling in his ears, and he ran as hard as he could.

Hurry up! Hurry up!

He had never run so preoccupiedly, so desperately running, so desperately running!

The Tibetan wind steps under his feet gradually changed. His steps are getting lighter and lighter, and the resistance to breaking through the air is getting smaller and smaller, but he is not half happy, and he is still desperately trying to be faster!

How he wished that time could slow down at this time.

He bit his lip tightly, and a raging flame burned in his stubborn eyes.

Faster!

Tang Tian, it will definitely work! It must work!

Rumble!

His body was light, and he was facing resistance, as if he had disappeared without a trace at once, and his feet seemed to be stepping on a wisp of wind, and his speed increased sharply.

The figure flickered, and the next moment, he appeared a hundred feet away!

On the Wushuang list, another name lit up.

The gritted teeth and insistence on his face were covered with sweat, and the young man's heart was unstoppable.

Liang Qiu's speed was not fast, and there was nothing special about his body style, but the two heavy iron chain balls, like two heavy hammers, with a low roar, smashed into the weapon, either bending or bending.

The speed of his hands is not fast, but the strength is extremely amazing, and wherever he passes, people turn on their backs.

After training hard underwater, his every move contains amazing power. His attack was unpretentious and did not have any light, but the strength of the iron chain ball was able to directly hit the warrior inside through the thick armor.

[Yin Yang Sanshou] is a martial art that is qualified to win the unparalleled.

Although Liang Qiu has not yet truly comprehended the mystery of [Yin and Yang Loose Hands], it is like this, which still makes him like a fierce tiger, and no one can stop him.

Suddenly, there was a strange sound of wind in my ears.

Liang Qiu's heart was awe-inspiring, he let out a low sigh, his wrist shook, and the iron chain tied to his wrist was pulled, and the iron chain ball bounced up and shot out behind him.

Bang!

A low crash came from behind him, and someone exclaimed, "Be careful, he's weird!"

Almost at the same time, two winds sounded from both sides of Liang Qiu at the same time, and from the sound of the wind, Liang Qiu knew that he had encountered the elite of the corps!

Liang Qiu instantly fell into a heavy encirclement, he took a deep breath, did not advance but retreated, and with the strength of the chain ball, his body leaned back sharply. The elite behind him had not yet recovered from Liang Qiu's blow just now, and Liang Qiu's response was also unexpected, and his face couldn't help but change suddenly. But he also knew that if he dodged at this time, the encirclement would be self-defeating.

He gritted his teeth and slashed at the backward Liang Qiu.

Liang Qiu suddenly raised his elbow as if he had eyes behind him, and exhaled, and an iron chain ball came out from under his armpit and hit him in the face. The warrior behind him was shocked, and subconsciously slashed at the iron ball.

Bang!

A powerful force penetrated through the knife, and he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and opened his mouth to spurt out a mouthful of blood.

Liang Qiu wanted to make up for it, but at this time, the two swords had already been killed in front of him. In desperation, he only shook his arms, and two iron links flew back, and the two swords collided without any chance.

Bang!

Liang Qiu's body shook, and he took a few steps back.

When Liang Qiu saw the person clearly, it was indeed an elite, and the armor of the three of them was significantly different from the others. He pulled the chain ball into his hand, his face sinking like water, he knew that the bitter battle had just begun.

In any corps, there will be masters in charge. It is impossible to imagine without a master in charge. The role of the master is not only to be able to contend with the enemy, but also to go up and break the deadlock when the situation is stalemate.

Sima Xiangshan's figure is extremely strange, and the tall figure of the warriors of the Heavy Armor Corps gives him great convenience, he is like an extremely flexible snake, coming and going in the shadows like the wind, once he finds a flaw, he will show his fangs.

The warriors who fell on his hands often had only very small scars on their bodies.

One hit is fatal, one dip and go.

Compared with Liang Qiu, Sima Xiangshan's attack method was even more terrifying.

Suddenly, a chill rose on Sima Xiangshan's back, and without thinking about it, his body fell down, like a snake, and flew out against the ground.

Zheng!

A sword light touched his back and sank to the ground.

The hairs on his body stood on end in the biting cold, and he didn't dare to make any stops, and desperately drilled forward. However, the chill behind it is like a maggot attached to the bone, and it can't be shaken off.

Three short, black-clad swordsmen, carrying a stabbing sword, chased after him.

Han Bingning's opponent is a pair of twin sisters, although the two are slightly weaker, they have a good heart, cooperate tacitly, plus more than 20 martial artists supported by them, they also stabilize the situation.

Amaury's movement was even greater, and around him, there were more than thirty people in three squads.

Only the soldiers were more calm, and he was very familiar with the combat of the corps, so he was never bitten. But at this moment, his heart was full of surprise, the other party general was really not incompetent.

The other party was aware of the soldier's intentions, and he also sensed the weakness of Amaury's lack of experience in fighting the corps, and used his subordinates to entangle the four people, still firmly occupying the initiative on the battlefield.

Then, next, the opponent's main target is only one, and that is himself!

Bing's poker face was expressionless, but the corners of his mouth were slightly curved.

I've been waiting for you here for a long time!

Although the opposing master will use the elite to entangle the four of Amaury, the four still have a great impact. If the opponent's master will control a big net, then now there are four more big holes in this big net.

A clear picture appeared in the soldier's mind.

Others may need to go through one of your attacks to determine your location, but I, I've already locked your position!

The soldier jerked his head up and looked thirty feet away in front of him.

His gaze fell on a group of soldiers who looked like the others, but if you looked closely, you could see that they were faintly forming a protective circle.

Bing's gaze fell on the middle-aged man with a weathered face.

Huang Fuhong found that the Sky Tiger was looking at him, his face changed suddenly, and the other party had already noticed his existence!

The Sky Tiger swayed and was about to charge.

Suddenly, Bing sensed an extremely dangerous aura, and he suddenly looked up, only to find a figure above him at some point.

Ye Chaoge!

When the soldiers saw Jing Hao among the singers of the Ye Dynasty, his face changed drastically again.

"Be careful!"

The chanting of the soldiers resounded throughout the battlefield.

At this moment, Ye Chaoge's wild laughter sounded in the sky: "Let's all die!"

He held Jing Hao's sword in his hand, and slammed dozens of swords down like a storm!

Airplanes!

The sky above everyone's heads was shattered by countless sword qi, like a stirred pool of water, and Ye Chaoge's figure instantly blurred.

Invisible sword qi poured down like raindrops, attacking indiscriminately.

Huang Fuhong, whose attention was on the soldiers, didn't have time to react at all, and the invisible sword qi fell on the battlefield, and countless blood flowers were splashed suddenly. Caught off guard, the loss was serious.

Huangfu Hong's eyes were split, he never thought that Ye Chaoge would not even let go of his allies!

Amaury subconsciously blocked in front of him with the giant shield he picked up in his hand.

Rumble!

Amaury's brain was stunned as if he had been hit with a hammer, and the sand under his feet exploded with a bang, forming a huge sand pit about three feet deep and more than five feet in diameter.

Shocking blood snaked down his shield-raising arm.

A blue figure swept past him, picked up Amaury, whose face was as white as paper, and ran wildly!

"Withdraw!"

The battle-hardened advantage was brought into full play, and the soldier's reaction was the fastest of all. Almost instantly, he judged that there was a huge gap in strength between the two sides. Scooped up Amaury's Sky Tiger, and appeared beside Liang Qiu the next moment. The calm soldiers have not forgotten that among the four, Liang Qiu and Amaury have the worst light skills.

Except for Amaury, who took a hard blow, the other three saw the opportunity quickly and dodged.

Han Bingning and Sima Xiangshan didn't say a word, but also followed the soldiers and ran wildly.

Ye Chaoge in the sky stopped and said to himself: "Let these guys die together, the scene will be more spectacular." Hahahaha!"

He slowly and methodically carried Jing Hao and chased in the direction where the soldiers had fled.