Chapter 241: Reincarnation Legion War

"All the armies are together, this is a grand meeting of generals, a grand meeting of the legions, I really want to lead the 'God Killing Army' to compete with the army of the world. ”

With his hands behind his back, he looked at the twenty-three legions, and his blood-glittering eyes were full of battle spirit.

In his lifetime, he laid the foundation of a great unified empire.

To achieve this, it is inseparable from the victory of one battle after another, leading the corps, dominating on the battlefield, expanding the territory, and becoming famous all over the world.

He loves to fight more than ordinary generals!

"Haha, is there still a lack of legion wars in this world? This battle, please hand it over to the 'Overlord Army'!"

Xiang Yu arched his hand, his eyes saw the army standing in the sky, his heart was hot, full of heat, and his fighting spirit was high.

War, cruel and contrary to the way of heaven, has a special charm.

Although it is accompanied by death, with despair, with destruction, it makes people yearn, it makes people fanatical, and it makes people enjoy it.

Any peace begins with war!

......

"Situ Zhan, let's fight!"

On the side of the Sea Clan, a general with blue scales, led the 'Mad Navy', harnessed the tides of the wild sea, and landed in the ring of life and death, with a burly body and a sword wound left on his cheek, which was fierce.

10,000 mad naval soldiers, armed with spears and wearing blue armor, stand with expressionless faces!

The cultivation of every soldier has reached the realm of sealing the king!

10,000 kings!

And the armor worn by these soldiers and the weapons they hold in their hands are all magic weapons, and the officers with a slight rank are equipped with spiritual weapons as standard.

"Hmph, Yawu, you're here to die again?"

An indifferent voice came from the sky.

In the Penglai camp, 10,000 sword array disciples broke through the sky and controlled the flying sword, like a shock, sweeping through the Tianyu side, and the white-clothed exhibition was like a sword immortal parade.

The sword rubbed against the air, making a piercing sound that struck the soul.

Among these disciples, there was one person who stood out, wearing a black robe, embroidered with a sword mark on his chest, his face was cold, and his tone of voice did not contain any emotion.

Situ Zhan, the strongest general of Penglai Immortal Island, commands all the 'armies' of Penglai Immortal Island!

"Ten years have passed, who will kill the deer, it is not certain!"

Hearing this, Yawu's face turned dark, and he said murderously, ten years ago, the Legion battle, because of his negligence, the 'Mad Navy' suffered heavy losses.

The sword wound on his face was left over from that battle!

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"

Situ Zhan disdained to refute, the six-foot battle sword was unsheathed, and he rushed directly into the sky, standing at a height of thousands of feet, and roared, shaking the heavens and the earth.

"Sword out!"

With his order issued, the swordsman standing in the ring of life and death displayed his fierce sword skills and rushed out of the boundless murderous aura, and the sword aura was like a rainbow, forming a sea of swords.

10,000 swords, galloping freely in the void!

The sword moves as you like!

The light of the scorching sun was obscured by the light of the sword.

Looking at the nine skies, there is only sword qi, like the eternal river of time, which amazes time.

In the end, 10,000 Xuanjian condensed and formed, blooming with a dazzling light, shining in all directions, giving people the feeling of looking directly at the sun.

When the light dissipated, the ripples of the void disappeared, and what appeared in people's field of vision was a sword qi.

The monstrous coercion emanated from the sword qi, and the endless majestic momentum made the holy powerhouses who watched the battle shocked.

Some Emperor Martial Artists, King Martial Artists, when they look at the sword qi, there will be a pinprick sensation in their minds, and their souls will twitch.

Like......

Death is coming!

"Imperial Lord, this attack is already comparable to the full force of the Holy Primal Martial Artist!"

Soul Xuzi condensed and said, there are many people with great strength, this sentence is not unreasonable, the sword array disciples arranged by Penglai Immortal Island, the ninth layer is the king martial artist, and only one layer is the emperor martial artist, and the power that can be produced is enough to threaten the holy martial artist!

You must know that in front of the Holy One, whether it is an emperor or a king, they are as weak as ants, and they can be killed with a blow.

The formation can be blessed, and the quantitative change will reach the qualitative change, and the ending will be different!

"It is rumored that the power of Penglai Xiandao's disciples 100,000 and 10,000 disciples will reach the power of the early stage of the Holy Stage, it is unimaginable, if 100,000 disciples set up the array, how terrifying the power should be......"

Yu Sheng sighed with emotion, realizing the gap between the second-rate forces and the first-class forces.

The comprehensive strength of the Ming Dynasty is not the most powerful among the second-rate forces, and it is a gap that is difficult to cross from the first-class forces with a long heritage.

The development of the country has a long way to go!

"Fury of the Sea!"

Yawu had dealt with Situ Zhan, knew the horror of the sword formation, did not hesitate, and performed the strongest move, filling the sky with sea water and pouring the sky.

The world is vast, only the water flows, shuttling endlessly!

The wind is getting stronger!

The water flows, faster and faster!

The silence of the water is soft, and the movement of the water is crazy!

Accompanied by the wind, the water flowing in the void formed a whirlpool, faster and faster, containing huge energy, as if to annihilate this heaven and earth.

The void could not withstand the pressure, and cracked countless fragments, and in a trance, it would collapse in a second.

Rumble!

Under the gaze of tens of thousands of people, the two god-like attacks collided together, and the aftermath produced was surging with a surging aura, which made people tremble.

"Kill!"

Situ Zhan swung his sword, and 10,000 Immortal Island disciples charged, blessed the formation, and collided with the 'Mad Navy'.

"Block!"

Yawu's face surged with murderous intent, and a trace of blood appeared in his eyes.

The mad navy changed formations and met the disciples of Penglai Immortal Island.

Blood!

In the fly!

From this white-knuckle battle, you can see the gap between the two sides, the mad navy is still inferior to the disciples of Xiandao, and it is suppressed to the death.

Judging from the battle damage, it took almost three 'Mad Navy' soldiers to kill a Immortal Island disciple!

And it's getting bigger!

Boom Boom Boom ......

One by one, corpses collapsed in the ring, their flesh and blood blurred, rendering the surrounding void blood-colored, misty and red.

On the throne, a slight smile appeared on the face of the guardian of the life and death ring.

If it was in normal times, it would definitely be discovered, but at the moment, everyone's attention is all focused on the battlefield, who will stare at an illusory shadow?

100 corpses......

Thousands of corpses......

10,000 corpses......

The pace of the battle was very fast, and in less than an hour, at least 10,000 people were killed, and the soldiers of the 'mad navy' were scattered on the battlefield, resisting stubbornly.

Yawu was unwilling, and under the protection of more than a dozen personal guards, he watched the battle!

At a glance, they were all disciples of Penglai Immortal Island.

The pungent smell of blood irritated his head, and the sound of the tragic battle was like a thunderbolt that hit his heart and kept him awake.

He knew that he had lost again......

From the beginning of joining the 'Mad Navy', it is like a reincarnation, and the scene in front of you is constantly staged.

Every time the Sea Clan participated in the Legion War, they would send three legions to fight with the disciples of Penglai Immortal Island, and finally ended up losing both.

There are wins, and there are losses!

"General, admit defeat......"