Red and black, twisted and intertwined, blood mist flying all over the sky, wailing everywhere.

Ye Feng was suspended in mid-air overlooking the entire battlefield, and from time to time a flying sword was knocked out violently, he was not sure if the flying sword attached to the spiritual power would cause damage to himself, and it rose a little higher for the sake of safety.

Seeing that Lanyue Creek was not in danger for the time being, his heart was a little calm, and he simply observed it carefully.

After all, there are not many such opportunities, but unfortunately there is no camera equipment to leave these very valuable video materials.

After analyzing the video footage of Shang Li's assassination, the entire base agreed that the force at the top of the vast world was nothing more than that, and soon lowered the baseline danger level of the Qin mission. Now it seems that this is obviously a mistake, without considering the superposition effect of the combat effectiveness of the monk legion's combat, with the strength of a five-person squad, it is definitely a rhythm of minutes and seconds on such a battlefield, and I am afraid that there will not even be scum left.

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A red-armored soldier fell beside his master, and the red-armored general let out a beast-like roar, his sword moves becoming more and more violent and ferocious, as if he was about to die with the evil enemies around him.

A flying sword circled his wrist and wrapped around his neck with lightning speed.

He ducked his head, the sword struck down his helmet, his hair falling in a bun, and his long black hair hung down over his face.

The wandering Heavenly Machine Hall Hundred Generals quickly caught the fighter, and a domineering sword stabbed at his eyebrows, and the strong wind pulled his long hair back, revealing hideous bloodthirsty eyes.

He did not retreat, but advanced, took a diagonal step forward, and struck the chest of the hundred generals with his elbow fiercely, breaking his ribs and flying backwards. The sword in his hand reversed, and a severed leg fell, blood splashed wildly in the air, splashing down his face and cheeks.

He stuck out his tongue to lick the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled with madness.

The nine Heavenly Machine Hall Elders who surrounded him inexplicably felt a chill, and they all took a step back.

Their task is to entangle him, not to send him to death.

Once the fear grows, it spreads like a weed, and the red armor will force forward, and the nine people subconsciously take two steps back.

Finally, a chief couldn't bear this humiliation, and the honor of the Iron Eagle Warrior didn't allow him to retreat any longer, and he shot out on tiptoe, and the spiritual power frantically poured into the long sword in his hand, and slashed forward with a roar.

Red Armor will rush forward, bringing out an afterimage, flashing the sword sideways, raising his knee and pressing heavily on his lower abdomen, knocking him forward with his top body, and taking advantage of the sword to knock his head off.

Just as he was about to continue to rush forward, he heard a broken shout: "The thief general, don't stop me yet!" ”

The Red Armor General stopped, flashed two fireball spells, and swung his sword to swing a flying sword that slashed at the waist, following the prestige.

The warriors of the Heavenly Machine Hall were relieved, and retreated to separate on both sides, making way for a passage.

At the end of the passage, Han Xin walked slowly with Xiang Yu, who was tied up with five flowers, stopped twenty zhang away, pulled out his sword and put it on his neck, and said loudly: "Abandon your weapon and surrender immediately, otherwise I will cut off his head now." ”

The fierce fighting around them gradually slowed down, and one by one their eyes turned to the Red Armor General.

The three wounded red-armored soldiers crossed their swords and turned their backs to him, and slowly approached him backwards, forming a defensive formation. A sergeant whispered, "General, what should I do?" ”

Chijia stared at Han Xin viciously: "It's you!" ”

"Oh, you recognize me?" Han Xin never forgot it, and he didn't have the impression of seeing this person.

Chijia's face changed several times, and finally took a deep breath, and said in a hoarse voice: "Put down the ...... Master, I will spare you from death! ”

Han Xin laughed loudly, laughed wildly, looked up to the sky and laughed, as if he had encountered something extremely ridiculous: "Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha ......"

The mutation protruded, and a short sword suddenly appeared in the hand of the bloodied wounded soldier beside him, avoiding the armor, and thrust it into his ribs. It turned out that it was an Iron Eagle Warrior who secretly changed into the costume of the Red Armor Army and took advantage of the chaos to get to his side.

This is Han Xin's beheading plan, and Fang Cai's contrived work is only to cooperate with this dead man.

The Red Armor General screamed, and the hilt of his sword reversed, slamming into the Assassin's head, shattering his brain. I know that if I don't make a decision, I am afraid that all my brothers will be trapped here today.

The red armor will slowly close his eyes, his whole body will be full of spiritual power, and his long hair will fly without wind.

Behind him, a huge phantom of the Demon God slowly rose, and the Demon God's eyes were closed, as if in deep thought. One after another, the indomitable will converged from all sides of the battlefield and threw themselves into the Demon God Phantom, and the killing intent continued to rise.

"Stop him!"

The phantom and red armor in the air opened their eyes at the same time, and with a long roar, the long sword was thrown at Han Xin.

The sword, unstoppable, drew an incomparably dazzling streamer, and time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Han Xin's face flashed with enlightenment.

The demon god stared at him, as if he were looking elsewhere, with a will to despise everything in his gaze, the meaning was obscure, and it seemed to be empty and gloomy, and there seemed to be a trace of compassion.

He couldn't move, so he could only be killed by the neck.

Master Fan saw it clearly, and his heart was in a hurry, so he grabbed a handful of Liujia talismans and spilled them out regardless of it.

Like cutting through pieces of paper, dozens of high-grade spirit armors shattered layer by layer, and the castration of the sword did not decrease in the slightest, but the brilliance dimmed a little after all.

More than a dozen shield-wielding warriors desperately rushed out and blocked in front of Han Xin.

There was a roar of metal, a mist of blood filled the air, one shield shattered, and the long sword stabbed heavily on the last shield. Sumeru shield, the treasure of the Tianji Palace, the true prototype of contradictory allusions, there is no sword in the world that can be broken.

In order to protect the Blue Moon County Lord, Baili Yi can be said to be responsive.

Although the Sumeru shield held the sword, the captain holding the shield could not resist this huge force, and was smashed into the air with a shield and crashed into Han Xin.

Han Xin's blood spurted out wildly, collapsing the courtyard wall and rolling out dozens of feet, throwing himself on the ground and not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

A silver rope rolled out and wrapped around Xiang Yu's waist, and the red armor pulled him backwards, pulling him off the ground and running forward at a rapid pace.

Blue Moon Creek was the first to react, leaning on the Heavenly Sword to come out.

Xiang Yu caught a glimpse of the cold light flashing in the air, and was shocked. I can't move it, I can't fix it, I can't even resist it, and the straight road is my life.

The red armor general was terrified, the sword was too late to turn, the rope was loose and could not borrow strength, and he hurriedly released his divine sense to mobilize the nearest sword on the ground.

After all, he was a step slower, and he watched as the Yitian Sword caught up with Xiang Yu and penetrated his chest and pierced out of his back, his eyes cracked.

He grabbed a few steps to catch Xiang Yu's body, and before he had time to check the injury, he shouted: "Praetorian Guard, protect King Xiang, go!" ”

The Tianji Hall lost its main general, and it was already in a mess, unable to organize a decent attack, and was taken advantage of the chaos by the Red Armor Army to break out, leaving only dozens of corpses.

The last slanting glow of the sky swept through the haze, lingering on the blood-stained earth, broken swords and stumps scattered everywhere, and the breath of death permeated.

The Formation Master opened the Bright Light Array to illuminate the battlefield and help the Iron Eagle Warriors heal the injured robes. In the battle, the Tianji Hall lost more than 800 Iron Eagle Warriors, more than half of the officers were killed and wounded, and more than 20 formation divisions were also lost, and the rest were all wounded, and the Red Armor Army only left more than 60 corpses, with battle losses of more than 10 to 1.

The iron-blooded fierceness of the Red Armor Army left an indelible impression on every survivor, and when cleaning the battlefield, no living mouth was found, and the origin of the Red Armor Army was still a mystery.

This is a defeat that the Heavenly Machine Hall has never had, and the haze hangs over everyone's hearts.

Han Xin was still in a coma, and Lan Yuexi temporarily assigned a lieutenant to temporarily take his place, arranging for the formation division to rearrange the formation, and sending a secret report to Bai Li Yi on the other hand, dispatching reinforcements.

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Ye Feng was also shocked by the tragedy of the battlefield, but he couldn't empathize with the suffering of the dead and the grief of the living, after all, they had nothing to do with him.

At this moment, his attention was attracted by another group of people, and he found Xiong Jie.

Xiong Jie was instructing his companions to pack up the equipment on the ground.

Ye Feng had seen this kind of equipment at the base, it was used to observe spiritual power, and it was still in the testing stage.

He thought about it for a moment and understood what was going on, they must have wanted to record the formation and bring it back to the expert group to see if they could find a way to crack it, but they accidentally recorded this big battle.

In accordance with the regulations of the Base, field personnel must bring important information back to the Base as soon as they receive it. If he wasn't mistaken, they were packing up and leaving.

He hurriedly flew over, and before he could think about the form of communication, he saw a continuous flash of green light, and there were still figures on the ground.

A step too late, Ye Feng scolded in his heart: "Brother, you are Xiong Jie, not Roger the rabbit, why do you run so fast every time." ”

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Xiang Yu woke up from the dream, as if he had experienced a hundred years of loneliness, the situation in the dream had long been blurred, only the thick blood was faintly recognizable, pressing on his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe.

He closed his eyes, as if he saw the sword again, is this dead?

I only felt a dull pain in my chest, and I touched it with my hand, which was covered with bandages.

Fu opened his eyes again, struggled to sit up, and found himself in a cave, the bonfire emitting a faint light, and the walls of the cave flickered and dimmed.

"King Xiang, you're awake."

Xiang Yu wanted to turn back, but the slight movement still touched the wound, and he twisted his eyebrows in pain.

The Red Armor General hurriedly stepped forward to support him and helped him put on the animal skin that had slipped down, which was a white moire tiger skin.

"You ......"

He was sure that he had not seen the person in front of him, but there was an inexplicable familiarity, a feeling of trust, as if he had been with him for many years, or a robe.

The red armor general took a step back and bowed to the ground: "The subordinate dragon is too late to save the driver, please ask King Xiang to surrender!" ”

"General Dragon......"

"My subordinates are afraid, King Xiang can call me a dragon and do it."

Xiang Yu is not a person who is obsessed with small sections, and when he heard this, he nodded and said: "Long And, Xiang Moujie Wufu, why do you call me King Xiang?" ”

"King Xiang is the king of my Great Chu, the overlord of Western Chu!" The dragon raised his head, his eyes flashing with frenzy.

"Overlord of Western Chu?" It sounds very majestic, and Xiang Yu likes it very much.

One day, the army will start to attack Qin, and the world should be ordered with this. Just, what does it have to do with me now?

These four words seemed to carry unparalleled magic, which made Long He fall into memory, and he muttered after a while: "On that day, my Chu army was trapped, and there were millions of Han troops of Han Xin, the king of Qi, who were embattled...... Yu Ji Niangniang killed herself, and the overlord led us to break through the siege......"

"Wait, what's wrong with Miaoge!"

Xiang Yu Huo Ran grabbed his hand, the wound on his chest burst out, and the blood oozed out of the bandage.

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