"Ordinary Yin soldiers and ghost generals dare to be so arrogant." Yuan Yan laughed and said,

"We haven't done it together in years." Yuan Greedy looked at Yuan Yan with interest,

"Let's have a good time with them today." Yuan Yan laughed wildly,

Just as they were about to continue talking, a desolate and heavy war drum suddenly sounded,

Everyone present, including Yuan Er and other demons, beat their hearts several times with the sound of this drum.

The soldiers, Zhao Changkong, Jiang Zhantian, and the thousand Yin soldiers were all dressed in black armor,

Like a black torrent, as the sound of the GI fell, he took a neat step and rushed straight towards the two of them.

The sand and dust are flying, and the drums are loud, just like the ancient battlefields,

The whole sandy land seems to have turned into a battlefield for a lonely battle, and no one can underestimate the majesty of the Great Qin Iron Cavalry.

Everyone on the battlefield had blood in their eyes, as well as the monstrous battle intent,

After a thousand years, it is the wish of this life to follow the general to conquer the world,

What is the fear of death, what is the difficulty of victory,

Not for victory, just for a hearty battle,

After thousands of years of fighting, the cooled blood of the warriors finally boiled,

Today's weather is actually very good, the sun is dazzling, the sky is cloudless,

But after the war between the two sides, it made people feel a sense of gloom and misery, and the endless killing atmosphere continued to permeate the air.

We were far away from the center of the battlefield, but we all felt very dull, as if a big stone was pressing against our hearts, and we couldn't breathe.

"Uncle Bing is too powerful, idol, ,,。" Old Song exclaimed, the look of adoration in his eyes was about to come out,

Xiao Wubo shook his head helplessly, looked at Lao Song and said with a smile: "During the Qin Dynasty, the whole country, whether it was high-ranking officials or ordinary people, had three idols in common. ”

"Ying Zheng, Bai Qi, Wang Qian, no one can take their place, they are the soul of the Great Qin Dynasty."

What the real ancient battlefield was like, today can be regarded as seeing,

The shouts of killing, the sound of wild laughter, the sound of metallic resonance, all in unison,

These voices gathered into a wave of sound, and all the few white clouds in the sky were washed away, as if they were about to poke a hole in the sky.

"It's a good time." Yuan Greedy laughed and met the soldier who raised his sword against him,

With a wave of the golden robe, countless golden rays of light condensed into fist-sized golden copper coins.

These copper coins were all like they were alive, and they were all around the soldiers, and they kept throwing them at him.

Holding the sword of the army fairy, waving his hand to slash the demon and evil, as soon as the sword blade fell together, he blocked all these copper coins, and none of the copper coins could get close to his body.

Some copper coins were directly flicked aside by the sword blade and fell to the ground.

With a muffled sound, the ground was directly smashed out of a basin-sized cave, bottomless,

"Bold ,,。"

With two loud shouts, Zhao Changkong and Jiang Zhantian flew out, the cold light on the broadsword flickered, and stabbed directly at Yuan Zhan's throat,

His eyes were full of endless anger, and he dared to be so arrogant in front of the general.

"Fourth, the third brother will play with these Yin soldiers first."

Yuan Yan was surrounded by a thousand Yin Corps, like a lone leaf in the black waves, which would be thrown into the water by the big waves at any time, and then disappear.

But the truth is not so simple, Yuan Yan's hands are slightly bent like eagle claws, like diamonds, and they have become completely transparent.

The blood vessels, the meridians, all can be seen clearly,

These hands, giving people an inexplicable sense of beauty, should be used to appreciate like works of art.

However, it was these hands that tore open the chests of countless Yin soldiers, so that those Yin soldiers who were torn apart turned into green mist and returned to the military immortal sword.

Seeing this scene, we all sighed,

The strength of the Yin soldiers is still weak, and there is no way to fight at all, just hitting the stone with an egg,

I don't know why this Wang Jian let these Yin soldiers stay in the military fairy sword, strong and powerful,

Thinking of this, my face changed, and I was ashamed again and again.

They should all be the personal soldiers under Wang Jian that day, and Wang Jian should be like brothers, and they should stay in the sword.

Is it because they are weak that they have to be thrown aside?

Sometimes, the brotherhood among soldiers is more important than heaven

"Zhantian, Changkong, you go and help your brothers, quickly."

Hearing this, Zhao Changkong and the two retreated without hesitation, the blade of the broadsword turned, and the body rioted towards Yuan Yan and rushed away.

In the field, there are constantly Yin soldiers falling, but still can't hear a miserable howl,

Every Yin soldier who was torn open by Yuan Yan had a satisfied face, even if he died, it was enough.

It's enough to be able to fight the enemy with the general on the battlefield,

These Yin soldiers are like madmen, desperately in danger of being torn apart, and they have to pounce on Yuan Yan to bite Yuanyan,

Because of this, although Yuan Yan was not seriously injured, he also suffered a lot of damage, and his black robe had already become fragmented.

The crowd tactic has to be said to be an extremely easy to use panacea tactic,

Suddenly, an incomparably fierce attack came suddenly, startling Yuan into a cold sweat,

"Wave your hand and break through the sky with a sword."

A black broadsword, engraved with strange runes, the blade of the sword pointed directly at Yuan Yan's neck,

With an infinite chill, it seems that he can take away Yuan Yan's life at any time,

"The sword qi rushed into the sky for nine days,."

Another broadsword that was the same as before, the tip of the sword struck from behind, stabbing straight into Yuan Yan's heart,

Feeling that sharp aura, Yuan Yan didn't dare to underestimate it in the slightest,

Turning sideways, he raised his hands and grabbed the broadsword that was attacking him, and his face suddenly turned pale,

"Your strength has exceeded that of ordinary ghost generals by too much" Yuan Yan looked at Zhao Changkong and the two with a hideous face, and clenched his broadsword a little again,

"Under the general's account, how can there be waste?" Zhao Changkong laughed and laughed, his eyes full of indescribable pride,

Maybe it's because of his strength, or maybe it's because he can follow Wang Jian and be proud,

"Those Yin soldiers are waste." Yuan Yan sneered,

Hearing this, Zhao Changkong and the others did not get angry, but smiled strangely, and asked in unison, "Is it?" ”

As soon as the words fell, a scene that surprised everyone present appeared,

The military immortal sword in the soldier's hand flashed blue, and the Yin soldier who had been torn out of his chest rushed out of the sword again and joined the team that beat Yuan Yan.

"Even if there are many Yin soldiers, what is there to fear in this seat,,。" Yuan Yan yelled with an ugly face,

The body was shocked, and bursts of black light suddenly emitted from his body, and the Yin soldier who was about to raise his sword to attack him was shocked to the side.

With a shake of both hands, Zhao Changkong and the two were thrown out of a long distance and slammed on the ground.

"This seat, what are you afraid of,,。 Yuan Yan raised his arms to the sky and roared,