"Lao Du, come again, let me kill you!"

"Just you? I don't know what to say! ”

"Haha, descend the dragon god legs, the dragon fights in the wild!"

Wang simply rushed, kicking his legs continuously, covering Du Fuwei's face and around his chest, and his strong leg strength was condensed on his legs, and there was no more qi to penetrate.

Warrior battles, unless necessary or beyond their control, will wantonly destroy the surrounding environment.

Of course, Wang Jian will not be uncontrollable, but he is in the enemy camp, of course, he pursues the maximization of attacks and destroys everywhere as the best, so as to help his army.

But now, the perimeter has been emptied, so naturally there is no need.

At this moment, the 5,000 elites of the Xiaoguo Army have already rushed into the Jianghuai Army and are wantonly killing, and with Wang Jian taking the lead, the Xiaoguo Army occupies a certain advantage.

However, Shan Wanjing was obviously blocked by the masters in the Jianghuai army, but she was suppressed, and the extraordinary destructive power of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique. Even if he was besieged by two innate martial artists, he still did not fall behind, and he was even looking for an opportunity to kill with a sword.

Du Fuwei's fists and arm guards are extremely strong, and there is the flexibility of wide sleeves, which is both rigid and soft.

The characters of the Grandmaster Realm are not idle.

However, although Wang Jian's strength was limited, his true qi cultivation in the late innate stage surpassed ordinary martial artists because of his strong foundation and solid foundation.

Coupled with his physical strength, he was not afraid to face the Grandmaster Realm martial artist at all.

Rao is like this, although it is a little difficult for Du Fuwei to resist the leg of the Dragon Descending God, it is not embarrassing, and he can still resist in a short time.

The more Wang Jian fought, the more excited he became, such an opponent was the real fierce battle.

If you want to change it to before, it will all be crushed in the past, and it will not be interesting at all.

Even if the strength is deliberately suppressed, the mentality is different, and it is difficult to have the effect of honing.

Now it is just right to use Du Fuwei as a whetstone to improve his combat experience and martial will.

Of course, what he has learned is too miscellaneous, and the strongest marksmanship has not yet been used, otherwise Du Fuwei is not enough.

It's just that the Dragon Descending Palm and the Dragon Descending God Leg are enough to wreak havoc.

The two of them came and went, their fists and feet collided, and a terrifying wave of qi burst out one after another, washing over the Jianghuai army around them.

At this moment, the Xiaoguo Army has fought more fiercely with the Jianghuai Army, and the Xiaoguo Army on the left and right in the distance, under the leadership of Dugusheng and Laihu'er respectively, interspersed the Jianghuai Army from the left and right.

The arrival of 4,000 soldiers and horses immediately caused a certain amount of turmoil in the Jianghuai army.

It was already a heavy loss, and the momentum was oppressed, especially in the central region of the Chinese army, which was broken because of the battle between Wang Jian and Du Fuwei, and the command could not easily do it.

This is the defect that the coach is too strong and plays in person.

Generally speaking, the commander of the army cannot personally go into battle to kill the enemy, because this will cause the army's orders to be issued quickly, and it will not be able to gather the morale of the army.

Therefore, Wang Jian is the commander of the virtual line, and he is only a pioneer, in order to avoid this problem of unclear authority.

Du Fuwei is strong, but in the end he is still a rogue, and in the final analysis, he is not particularly powerful in terms of military combat capability.

Relying on the wolf nature of the Jianghuai Army, it rushed upward.

Such an army is very awesome when it wins a battle, and it is difficult to resist when it comes like a river pouring down.

But when encountering defeat, they will be very weak and even desert endlessly.

The same is true now, seeing the 9,000 Xiaoguo army slashing everywhere in the army, the Jianghuai army in the rear is also worried, among which thousands of homeless people who have just joined the Jianghuai army and have not experienced much bloody battle are all terrified.

Especially when he saw the Xiaoguo army bravely killing his companions and was about to intersperse, the fear in his heart was even greater.

In the end, a few of them couldn't hold back the fear in their hearts, and turned around and ran.

It's a pity that the Jianghuai Army already has a special law enforcement team, and when it saw someone as a deserter, it immediately stepped forward to kill him.

Even so, as long as someone in an army escapes, it will cause a chain reaction.

The hearts of the Jianghuai army are fluctuating, but the morale of the Xiaoguo army is monstrous.

The Dusk Monarchs are fighting bravely, what more could they ask for?

Although the loss is also large, every second someone falls in a pool of blood, but it is not affected in the slightest. Because they are all elites, most of them are veterans, and under the momentum, they don't care about it.

"Good leg method, it's a pity that your faint cultivation is too weak!"

Du Fuwei punched back Wang Jian, his figure retreated three steps, laughed, and caught up with Wang Jian's retreating figure again.

The Grandmaster Realm martial artist is extremely fast, unable to maintain it for a long time, and incredibly fast in short distances.

Wang Jian's waist twisted, and his retreating figure was easily fixed. It was difficult to change to other martial artists, but his body was too strong, and this move was not the slightest challenge.

He smiled recklessly, but his eyes were full of cold killing intent: "Even if it's just innate, it's enough to deal with you." Lao Du, if you only have this bit of strength, today should be your death day. ”

The bombardment of both palms smashed Du Fuwei's fist that deliberately obstructed him, and seeing the opponent's punch coming, Wang Jian's right palm was slightly raised, easily dragging the opponent's arm.

The palm power of the dragon palm is thin, and Du Fuwei's figure can't help but be provoked, and it is difficult to maintain stability in the next plate.

The left palm descended on the dragon's palm and slammed into Du Fuwei's right fist, and the furious true qi bombarded everywhere.

The two of them were also bounced away by this force, Wang Jian froze his body again, and a thousand catties fell to the ground.

The smile on Wang Jian's face was even worse, but the killing intent was even stronger: "Lao Du, I'll send you back to the West!" Descend the dragon god legs, kill the dragon and seek the way! ”

Wang Jian's body is flat, his legs are continuous, and countless leg shadows dance in the air.

These leg shadows, just leaking energy, are like an excavator plowing a ditch directly under Pingchong's body.

Everywhere he passed, earth and stones were splashed, and some of the stalks were extremely sharp, and they drilled into the soldiers of the Jianghuai Army around them.

There are also soldiers of the Xiaoguo Army who were killed by mistake, but in such a chaotic battlefield, who cares.

Du Fuwei's face was solemn, the power of this leg exceeded any previous attack, in his opinion, this should be Wang Jian's strongest attack.

At that moment, his hands were hugging his chest, his arms were full of true qi, and a stream of true qi was condensed in front of his chest, rotating with a peculiar rhythm, producing a strange suction force.

This true qi became stronger and stronger, and when Wang Jian's legs came to the door, he blasted out.

Boom Boom!

The sound of continuous bombing was deafening.

The terrifying wave of qi shook the four fields, and everywhere it passed, whether it was the Jianghuai army or the Xiaoguo army, they were all shaken away, and they fell to the ground without a sound.

The surrounding area of fifty meters seemed to be emptied, leaving only smoke and dust in the sky.

The destructive power of this horror is so appalling that even the two armies in the fierce battle are stagnant.

Suddenly, a figure burst out of the dust, sprinkling blood in the air, and quickly swept from behind the Jianghuai army.

The wide sleeves had long been shattered, the hair was scattered, the face was haggard, and blood was spilling from the corners of the mouth.

It was Du Fuwei, the commander of the Jianghuai Army, who was extremely embarrassed at the moment.

"Withdraw!"

A roar of rage, carrying intense anger and helplessness, as well as endless killing intent.