The twilight is still in the sun, the purple glow is setting in the west, the purple ribbons are hanging high in the western sky, the cold wind is still howling, the frost is still flying, the blood light is exploding here, exploding...

And under the abyss giant city, one stump after another and short arms are riding, wailing...

A trace of bright red blood blended with this heavy land, dyeing it with new and brilliant colors, as well as the countless broken armor and broken weapons, crying silently...

The Northern Hell Army in black armor fell out of Linyuan City in a messy manner, either with unwillingness, or determination, regret, or endless reverie...

"Rabbit cub, eat your grandfather again, drink!"

Li Yuanba was very excited, every time he hammered, flying sand and rocks, countless shattered armor splashed in all directions, and under his giant hammer, it looked extremely weak, and it shattered when he touched it.

This is simply a one-sided massacre, from the time the Northern Underworld Army left the city to now, it has been more than four hours, and within these four hours, there is not one in the tens of thousands of Northern Underworld Army.

At this moment, there are less than 5,000 heavily armored Mo sword soldiers left to fight against the coalition forces, as if they are drowning weaklings, doing their last dying throes...

At this moment, the coalition army has invested nearly 100,000 troops, besieging more than 30,000 Northern Underworld Army, and so far, it has surrounded the Northern Underworld Army inside and out, intending to completely annihilate these stinky and hard Northern Underworld Army, and play their majesty...

Whether it is the Northern Underworld Army or the Southern Coalition Army, the two sides have already fought a real fire, and the special preparation is the Northern Underworld Army, which at this moment regards death as home, and starts a white-knuckle battle with the enemy with a jade and stone burning style, and every knife only hurts the enemy, not defense.

The enemy slashes you once, and you return him twice, this is the truest portrayal of the Northern Underworld Army at this moment.

Guo Chongtao's army of nearly 10,000. At this moment, there are nearly half of the losses, of which there are almost hundreds of people who died in Wu Song's injuries, and Wu Song at this moment forgot the pain, as if he was a killing machine, frantically slaughtering these damned people who betrayed the Lord and sought glory.

Step by step, step by step, approaching Guo Chongtao, who commanded the battle. Like the footsteps of death, step by step on the bottom of Guo Chongtao's heart, very tormented and depressed.

"This Wu Song, he's just a crazy man, go on, give it to me, he's already at the end of the crossbow, he can't hold on for long, go on..."

At this moment, Guo Chongtao also panicked. I didn't expect this Wu Song to be so crazy that he actually cut off his left arm alive without dazzling his eyes at all, he was simply non-human.

It's a pity that during this time, he said this sentence countless times, and countless people tried it for him personally, but the result was that they went to hell. And Wu Song is still the Shura God of War who will never fall.

The war knife that was coagulated by donated blood had completely fused with Wu Song. The two of them are not separated from each other, where Wu Song wants, where the Shura knife goes, where the red blood dance is...

A knife, an arm, a blood. One soul, one person, ten thousand people, no one dares to overstep, where the eye goes. No one dares to look directly at the ear, this is Wu Song, a strong man who broke his wrist!

"Hmph, old thief Guo, the dog thief who sells the lord for glory, what other tricks do you have, just use it..."

Wu Song's eyes were extremely cold and contemptuous, and he glanced at Guo Chongtao who was standing behind the rebels, his eyes full of contempt and disdain.

Of course, the most is the killing intent, whether it is the revenge of his broken arm or the death of tens of thousands of heroic souls, they are all contained in his eyes that exude endless killing intent.

It makes people feel a cold chill unconsciously when they see it, like ice coming, even colder than the cold of this winter, like falling into an ice cellar...

On the other side, as the coalition forces continued to encircle, the Northern Underworld Army, which had suffered heavy losses, began to gather and formed a fish scale array to resist the invasion of the coalition army.

……

"Four elephant spear arrays, four saints will kill, guns will split mountains and rivers!"

"White Tiger Roaring Heavenly Halberd, Tiger Town Cangsheng!"

"Boom!" "Phew!" "Sting!" "Poof!"

After the blow, the four elephant spear arrays collapsed instantly, and the four generals of the Yang family were all injured to varying degrees, especially Yang Yanping's left arm was broken and cut off by the halberd, and the blood flowed.

At this moment, Yang Yanping's face was as pale as snow, and his face twitched, but he still drew a spear in his hand, and coldly looked at Lu Bu, who was also capsized in the gutter, standing tall under the sky...

On the other side, Yang Yanzhao's internal injuries at the moment finally couldn't be suppressed anymore, languishing, pestle the gentian bright silver spear, and glared at Lu Bu on the opposite side; As for Yang Yande, at this moment, the long stick turned into a short stick, obliquely towards Lu Bu, and firmly protected Yang Yanzhao.

And the seventh son, Yang Yansi, was full of anger in his eyes, his armor was broken in half from the middle at the moment, but he himself was unscathed, the tip of the tiger's head chiseled golden spear was bloody, and under the light of the setting sun, it exuded a red afterglow...

As for Lu Bu, his eyes were bloodshot, his face was extremely gloomy, especially his left leg, he couldn't help but tremble, and when he looked closely, blood oozed from his feet, it turned out that his left leg was pierced with a transparent hole, and the blood was pouring out, and the corners of Lu Bu's mouth twitched in pain...

"Good, good, very good, it's been a long time since I've tried the taste of injury, you, very good, very good, in order to repay your 'gift', I-will-live-chop-you!"

Lu Bu's face was gloomy to the extreme, and the momentum in his body suddenly retracted, Fang Tian's halberd was obliquely inserted into the dirt behind him, staring at Yang Yansi very calmly, as if it was a volcano that was about to erupt, which made people unconsciously feel a strong uneasiness in their hearts...

"Fifth brother, sixth brother, seventh brother, let's go, give me a quick go..."

At this moment, Yang Yanping picked up Qu Luhun's golden gun and rushed towards Lu Bu with all his might, and at the same time shouted angrily, his face was full of panic and helplessness...

"Seventh brother, let's go!"

Yang Yande, as the most stable one among the brothers, naturally knew how to choose at this moment, and immediately picked up Yang Yanzhao, shouted angrily, lifted the gentian bright silver spear, and killed the weakest place in the coalition army...

And Yang Yansi's eyes were red at the moment, his eyes were full of unwillingness and humiliation, he knew better than Yang Yanping that the strength of the angry Lu Bu was infinitely close to the peak of the human race.

With such strength, even in his heyday, he was not one of his enemies, let alone at this moment, he was already in the realm of the waning mountains, but watching his eldest brother Yang Yanping die for them, that kind of pain was simply unbearable for ordinary people...

"Yanji, let's go!"

Yang Yande had blood and tears in his eyes, and the gentian bright silver spear in his hand was angry, each blow would harvest the lives of several people, kill a bloody path, and rush towards the periphery, while shouting angrily at Yang Yansi who was still hesitating.

"Big brother, let's go, Yan Hei will definitely avenge you, ah..."

Yang Yansi shouted angrily, and then chased after Yang Yande, and at this time, the eighth sister and the ninth sister also killed Yang Yande and joined him together.

"Ah, death to those who stand in my way, let me die..."

Yang Yansi was extremely angry at the moment, his eyes were bloodshot, and the tiger head chiseled the golden gun in his hand, stabbing out like a storm, like a phantom wind, provocative, killing all the coalition forces in front of him, and rushing towards Yang Yande and his party who were about to break out of the encirclement.

"Huh, are you able to go? It's a dream..."

Lu Bu's eyes were extremely cold as he glanced at Yang Yande and the others who were about to break through, his eyes were full of ruthless killing intent, and at the same time, his hand touched the wolf tooth arrow on his waist...

…… (To be continued.) )