Chapter 1096: The Silver Spear Determines the Territory, and this place belongs to me Huo Zhenxiao

Bang!

There was a loud bang and flames rushed into the sky.

As the five-clawed golden dragon fighter crashed to the ground, the ground seemed to shake.

With the explosion, the raging flames swept in all directions, and the burning five-clawed golden dragon fighter did not completely explode on the spot.

Instead, with the inertia of swooping down, with a mighty and invincible momentum, wrapped in raging flames, ploughing all the way and sweeping the holes, advancing forward.

In a flash.

Mourning is everywhere, and the screams are endless.

It was as if the end was coming, and the raging sea of fire advanced with the five-clawed golden dragon fighter, and the domineering extinction directly wiped out everything in its path.

The coming momentum was fierce, and the Hun soldiers along the way had no time to escape, and they were completely engulfed by the five-clawed golden dragon fighter wrapped in flames behind them.

Smoke billowed up.

Wherever the five-clawed golden dragon fighter plowed over, there were deep ravines, and at the same time, there were raging flames, as if the fire dragon had fallen to the ground, and the dragon's head was the five-clawed golden dragon fighter.

And, of course, the charred corpses looming on the ground.

This scene is extremely shocking.

Even Chen Dong and the rest of the secret guards were dumbfounded when they looked back at this moment.

A five-clawed Golden Dragon fighter crashed to the ground, causing far more lethality and destruction than any previous artillery bombardment.

And when the five-clawed golden dragon fighter plane glided hundreds of meters close to the ground, the raging fire dragon stopped.

Hundreds of meters long traces of destruction, raging flames, billowing smoke.

The Hun soldiers annihilated are even more difficult to estimate.

In order to hunt and kill Chen Dong, the thunderous and angry Hun King sent all the Xiongnu troops at his doorstep, which also created a sea of people with an immeasurable density.

The five-clawed golden dragon fighter swept down, ploughed the courtyard and swept the holes, causing extremely terrifying lethality to the dense and crowded Hun soldiers.

At this time, as the fighter turned into a sea of fire, it stopped.

The entire battlefield is still immersed in dead silence.

It's like the nightmare just now, it's still there.

The general destructiveness of the disaster made the "disaster" end at this moment, and some of the Hun soldiers who survived the catastrophe still could not hide their fear, and their whole body was trembling.

Even...... The wind and snow seemed to have stopped abruptly after the "baptism" just now.

Heaven and earth are silent.

The crowd was terrified.

But in this freeze of time, a figure is slowly approaching from the darkness in the distance.

The pace is very slow, not slow, leisurely walking.

But when the shadow, stretched by the light, was the first to appear in the bright clearing.

But it was still like a thunderclap, which instantly made all the Huns on the battlefield shrink their hearts and their eyes were focused.

One person appears, all eyes are on!

Chen Dong and the others also turned their heads one after another, looking at the place where the figure appeared.

When he saw the shadow of the leisurely stroll, Chen Dong's pupils constricted.

And Ah Man, who was in his arms, quietly grabbed Chen Dong's waist and said in a low voice: "Uncle...... That person, it's terrifying. ”

Chen Dong raised his hand and rubbed Ah Man's head to show comfort.

And his gaze, from beginning to end, never took his eyes off the figure that came out of the darkness.

The majestic and mighty killing intent appeared from that person, as if a mountain was pulled out of the ground, rising into the sky, and it was unparalleled.

As the man walked forward, it gave people a sense of horror and oppression like a prison moving horizontally.

It's hard to imagine that one person can really do it to the point of winning the world.

Even if he appeared in front of him at this moment, it made Chen Dong feel unreal in a trance.

Person...... Can it be so strong?

Isn't it comparable to the gods?

Suddenly.

Chen Dong's pupils constricted to the extreme, and the hairs on his body exploded.

A strong sense of fear rushed to the top.

Sou!

Almost at the same time, the figure in the darkness suddenly raised its right hand, with a whistling sound that pierced the sky.

Chen Dong clearly saw that a silver dragon spear, like a meteor breaking through the sky, shot towards him at great speed.

Lightning-fast speeds.

Chen Dong instinctively wanted to swing the crossbow arrow in his hand to resist, but the moment his heart twitched, he suddenly reacted, and the angle from which the silver dragon spear shot was not aimed at him.

This moment of stagnation.

Bang!

With a visible air current, the silver dragon spear stabbed directly into the ground not far behind Chen Dong and the secret guards.

The terrifying impact lifted the surrounding snow away.

didn't wait for Chen Dong and the group of secret guards to come back to their senses.

The domineering voice came from the mouth of the figure that came out of the darkness.

"The silver spear determines the territory, this place belongs to me Huo Zhenxiao!"

The words are domineering, and even reveal an incomprehensible brutality.

However, on the snowfield, this person is the only one who has such qualifications!

Chen Dong looked back at the ground where the silver dragon spear was inserted in puzzlement, his brows were tightly locked, some were frightened, some were in a trance, and he was even more puzzled.

As soon as a shot landed, this place belonged to him, what kind of domineering might this be?

He slowly raised his head and looked at the Hun soldiers who were still panicked in the distance.

Under the illumination of the lamp, Chen Dong was horrified to find that every Hun had a frightened look on his face, and he didn't even show the slightest dissatisfaction or anger at Huo Zhenxiao's words.

He had amnesia, so he didn't understand the strange scene on the battlefield now.

But the rules of the silver spear to determine the territory were exactly what Huo Zhenxiao killed on the snowfield with his supreme and terrifying strength.

The rules are not set by Huo Zhenxiao!

It's the hundreds of tribes who were killed in fear, and slowly acquiesced to the rules!

The sound echoed on the battlefield and clearly fell into the ears of every Hun.

But on the battlefield, there is still dead silence.

Finally.

In the darkness, the man stepped into the light.

The cold face fell into Chen Dong's sight, and for a while, Chen Dong was in a trance.

A sense of déjà vu swept over me.

When his brows were furrowed, he couldn't remember anything.

And at this moment, Chen Dong didn't dare to think deeply, for fear of falling into a state of headache.

For the situation at this moment, once you fall into that state, it seems to be fatal!

In the line of sight, the man always maintained an "idle" pace, slowly approaching under the watchful eye.

Finally, Huo Zhenxiao walked in front of Chen Dong.

Huo Zhenxiao put his hands behind his back, his body was like a straight spear, his eyebrows were domineering and majestic, and he looked up at Chen Dong on the back of the snowy lion.

At this moment, Rao is snowy lion, and he also noticed the momentum emanating from Huo Zhenxiao's body, and chose to be silent in the face of this stranger who was close to him.

Suddenly.

The wind and snow swept by.

Chen Dong saw that the man in front of him had the corners of his mouth upturned.

This smile, the majestic terrifying power like a prison, seems to have been alleviated a lot.

Chen Dong blurted out, "Senior, do I know you?" ”

"Acquaintance!"

Huo Zhenxiao put his hands behind his back and replied with a smile.

Words and deeds, completely ignoring hundreds of thousands of Hun troops!

"Who are the seniors?"

Chen Dong frowned and wondered, he didn't dare to think deeply about his memories, so he could only ask.

Huo Zhenxiao raised his hand, rubbed his head helplessly, and chuckled: "I am your father, good son." ”