Chapter Seventy-Three: Kazakh Monk Chongwu!

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With the lessons of the past, Ye Zhen and the others naturally would no longer immerse themselves in the battlefield, so as not to fall into the quagmire and be unable to extricate themselves. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, under the deliberate reminder of the falling moon, everyone quickly returned to their original prudence and once again set their sights on the battlefield under the black clouds.

At this time, the black and yellow armies representing Loulan and Ling Tian were already in close contact, and the entire battlefield was filled with gunsmoke, torrential rain like arrows, and the battle situation was like a rainbow.

Among them, the Huangjia army in the offensive obviously had the upper hand, and under the leadership of several military camp leaders, many tall soldiers were like giant tanks, taking the lead in rushing into the interior of the Loulan Black Armor Army, tearing a thick hole in the human wall, rushing the opponent to turn on their backs, and howling miserably.

Looking at this battle with a sober and objective eye, Ye Zhen found that in this war that should have ended hundreds of years ago, Ling Tian's side still had an absolute advantage, whether it was in terms of weapons and equipment, or in terms of the combat quality of the soldiers, they were all superior to Loulan's black armor army.

Of course, if it weren't for Ling Tian's strength being stronger than Loulan at that time, how could Shang Chongwu dare to lead the army to attack?

However, this situation did not last long, five minutes later, when the defeat of the Black Armor Army was gradually revealed, and the losses exceeded a certain number, only to hear the rumbling sound of the golden drum suddenly intensified, and a young martial artist armed with an ink-colored giant sword suddenly broke out of the camp behind Loulan.

From the rear camp to the front line, a distance of more than a kilometer, this young military general actually only took a breath of time, and the speed of movement was so fast that Ye Zhen and the others could only barely see a black afterimage like a swimming dragon in the dense formation.

If you fly, your body will be like a black dragon, and you will be as fast as thunder and lightning!

Ye Zhen's pupils contracted rapidly, his face was full of shock, and the black shadow in the distance was actually more than a step faster than him!

"Lord-level NPCs!"

Naturally, a word came to Ye Zhen's mind, and he couldn't help but be shocked, and once again fixed his eyes on the young military general who had just come out of the back camp, and at this time he was like a stable Taishan standing on the front line.

Holding an ink-black two-handed giant sword, covered in black armor, medium height, not fat or thin, if it weren't for the fact that I had seen his body like a dragon and snake flying away just now, at first glance, I am afraid that no one would regard him as a great person.

However, although they could barely see his body shape clearly, due to the distance, Ye Zhen and the others couldn't see his specific appearance clearly at all, but they could only guess from his clothing and demeanor that this young general was likely to be the leading general of Loulan's side!

Seeing this, Ye Zhen and Luoyue couldn't help but glance at each other, and a flash of light flashed in their eyes.

"Old horseman, dare to go out of the camp to fight with General Ben!"

A high-spirited invitation to battle sounded, and while the young military general swung his sword to kill the enemy, he also glanced at the rear camp of Ling Tian's army from time to time.

It seems that the chief general of Ling Tian's army should also be in command in the rear, and he did not take the lead.

Cha!

The young warrior opened and closed widely, slashed the two-handed giant sword in his hand, and continued to penetrate into the enemy's abdomen, and all the yellow-armored soldiers who dared to stop him, almost none of them could block the power of his sword, and they would fall in a pool of blood, unable to move.

"Shang Chongwu old horseman, come out quickly and fight to the death with my Kazakh!"

Kazakh's eyes are like thunder, surrounded by 100,000 yellow-armored soldiers, as if he is in a no-man's land, just by waving the ink-colored giant sword in his hand lightly, he can easily defuse the siege of ten or even hundreds of people again and again, killing the enemy on his back, and all Ling Tian soldiers who are close to five meters will be splashed with blood in seven steps in less than three seconds, and they will be killed on the spot.

"Awesome~"

Seeing that Kazakhstan is so mighty, Rao is leaf mark in the distance, I can't help but feel a shock in my heart, although I am a little unwilling, I have to sigh to myself.

If he was allowed to go deep into the camp of 100,000 well-trained enemies, even if he could barely save his life with his superb agility, he would definitely not be able to do so chic and calm.

Click!

A ghostly Ling Tian soldier tried to sneak attack Kazakh from behind, but before he could get within three meters of him, he saw a heavy ink-colored giant sword like Mount Tai pressing the top, and instantly slashed at the top of the former's head!

Hearing only a crisp click, this Ling Tian soldier who tried to sneak attack, not only was his helmet split in half by the giant sword, but also the residual strength also shocked him to the point that his brain burst out, blood gushed out like a fountain, and the next second he became a dead corpse.

"Ignorant erectors, how dare you be arrogant!"

At this moment, a middle-aged voice as loud as a bell sounded, and in an instant, a pale yellow figure leaped out of Ling Tianhou's camp as if a roc had spread its wings!

Yes, leap!

The legendary Void Flight, without any borrowing power, actually flew a distance of several hundred meters in one breath!

“――”

The hundred members of the Wasteland Reclamation Regiment were already dumbfounded, pure volley flight, no need to land and borrow force at all, this is simply unheard of, earth-shattering and earth-shattering things!

The eyeballs fell to the ground, and not only them, but even the self-insighted Ye Scar was shocked to a point of no return.

Even the Pope Barcelona, the Paladin Leader Edward, and the Undead King Florento, who he had dealt with in Green, and even the two brothers Feng Xing Good and Cloud Punishment Evil, don't have the ability to fly in the sky!

Looking at the yellow figure like an eagle soaring in the sky from a distance, Ye Zhen couldn't help but think of Shang Ke, the fallen general who had fought in the treasure cave a few months ago.

He was surprised to find that although there was a big gap between these two people in terms of strength, they had obvious things in common in their undulating and jumping styles, and their body skills were like eagles flying over the Roc and spreading their wings, and their bodies were as light as swallows.

Not only that, when the yellow figure flew to the ground, Ye Zhen made a new discovery, this middle-aged general in yellow armor was actually the same as Shang Ke, he was bare-handed and did not carry any weapons!

On the battlefield, no matter how powerful a master is, he usually does not dare to go into battle with his bare hands.

After all, an inch long and an inch strong, with a capable sharp weapon, the killing speed will definitely be more than doubled.

Moreover, with weapons to resist, there is an extra guarantee for safety on the battlefield, and flesh and blood are no better than swords and other sharp objects after all.

Ye Zhen was very puzzled, could it be that this Shang Chongwu was also the same as Shang Ke, a pair of fists were harder than metal objects, and he could send out that powerful golden fist shadow to hit the enemy from a long distance?

(To be continued)