With the full operation of the Heart Sutra of Death, the silver spear in Yechen's hand burst out with dazzling light, and at this moment, Yechen seemed to have become the center of the entire battlefield, attracting all the eyeballs.

"Death Heart Sutra ......," countless bigwigs subconsciously exclaimed.

For many years, there has never been a young man who has practiced the Heart Sutra of Death, this exercise, but the Bible of the Empire of Death, is the ancestor of all the exercises of the Empire of Death, it can be said that all the exercises of the Empire of Death are a simplified version of the Heart Sutra of Death, and all exercises have evolved from the Heart Sutra of Death.

At this moment, countless people were moved.

Above Yechen, the brilliance of dozens of masters could not be compared to the light on the silver spear of Yechen, and Yechen, who was sitting on the red sun, suddenly jumped up and rushed towards the crowd above his head.

Yechen grabbed it with both hands and swept forward with all his might, and the silver spear brought up a silver light.

Martial arts, sweeping thousands of armies.

This was originally a stick martial art, simple and violent.

"Boom!" The confrontation of the martial arts caused the silver light to decrease chaotically.

Everyone saw that the more than ten masters of the peak of the martial spirit who used the landing slash towards Yechen were all swept out by Yechen and smashed around, stirring up dust in the sky.

"Roar!" Below, the red sun roared again and again, this strange beast that had cultivated the emperor-level exercises and had the blood of the divine beast finally let people see his terrifying power, his claws continued to shoot out, scurrying wildly, like a rampaging elephant facing a group of ordinary people, this terrifying lethality made the eyelids of the spectators jump.

In just a few breaths, the master who was shot by the red sun died and was injured.

"How can this be?" Luo Jin's eyes were full of incredulity, and he said sharply, "Impossible, my personal guards, but they are all dragon blood warriors." ”

"Young master, calm down!" A middle-aged man beside Luo Jin said in a deep voice, "Yechen and his mount are too powerful, we don't want to hide it, we must go all out." ”

"You're right!" Luo Jin said loudly, "Brothers, release your dead creatures and drown them for me." ”

At the same time, Luo Jinjun's formation suddenly dispersed, and everyone had corpse rings on their hands, and silver lights lit up on the corpse rings.

Throughout the mountaintop, countless dead creatures appeared.

Numb, fanged zombies roared into the sky, white and transparent ghosts fluttered above their heads, and skeletons writhed their bones in a "clucking" sound.

In a short moment, the entire mountaintop became a sea of dead creatures, and the dead were in charge, and the demons were dancing.

More than 1,000 people actually released more than 5,000 dead creatures, this scene is indeed spectacular, as if the original barren mountain has been turned into a lifeless Yin Mountain.

At the same time, the dragon-blooded warriors jumped onto the steel city wall, stood on the periphery of the city wall, and saw the scene of this group of demons dancing.

A dragon-blooded warrior said loudly: "it, it's really *** spectacular." ”

Song Jia smiled coldly and said loudly: "Brothers, tell them how those million sea clans were killed by us." ”

"Good!" the drake-blooded warriors laughed loudly, tightening their long knives in their hands.

"Kill!" Led by Song Yue and Song Jia, the dragon-blooded warrior pounced fiercely forward.

Luo Jin waved the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand and said loudly: "Dead creatures, go and drown the soldiers of the Yechen Army." My drakeblood warriors, go kill Yechen. ”

Using masters to surround and kill Yechen, and use a large number of dead creatures to kill dragon-blooded warriors, such a distribution is very reasonable.

"General!" Song Jia shouted to Yechen not far away.

"Meet me!" Yechen said loudly, in front of everyone's eyes, Yechen had no intention of being a hero, and after the red day retreated, Yechen's silver spear frantically provoked the soldiers who were blocking the front, whether it was a dead creature or a Terran soldier, they couldn't stop Yechen's footsteps.

On the other side, Song Jia and Song Yue even used spears to open the way, sprinting all the way.

Before the Luo Jin Army's personal guards approached Yechen, Yechen and the Dragon-Blood Warriors converged.

Red Sun turned around, Yechen pointed his gun forward, and roared: "Kill!"

"Kill!" The dragon-blooded warriors, who only had two hundred men, were facing an army dozens of times larger than them.

Yechen used as an arrow, Song Jia and Song Yue followed, and slammed into Luo Jinjun's interior like daggers.

There are no superfluous skills, relying on Yechen's powerful combat power and the superhuman combat power of the Dragonblood Warrior.

"Zombies, zombies go up, suppress their movement space, don't let them run. "Maybe he had heard of the tactics of the dragon-blooded warriors, and Luo Jin gave such an order for the first time.

The Terran warriors in the Luo Jin army were quietly retreating, and more zombies were pouring up and rushing towards the dragon-blooded warriors.

These zombies even hold the Red Crystal Shield, a hard shield made of sharp materials.

The zombies held their shields in front of them and ran wildly forward, crowded with each other, not afraid of sacrifice but only trying to compress each other into a small area.

Luo Jin said loudly: "Archers prepare." The master prepares the power to be released, and once stopped, give them a hard shot. Wraiths are on standby underground. Martial spirit-level skeleton archers, give me strength. ”

The dragon-blooded warriors of the night looked to the left and right, and the black-pressed zombies were frantically surging, they hid behind the shields, some ran directly towards the front, while others jumped high, as if they were going to crush the dragon-blooded warriors below like a stack of arhats.

Many drake-blooded warriors looked up, and there was a darkness above their heads, and countless zombies pressed towards them like dumplings, and the black pressure blocked the sky like locusts.

Yechen said coldly: "It's just a bunch of waste, brothers, tell them what it means to be elite." ”

"Kill!" The dragon-blooded warrior held the knife in one hand, and the knife in his hand could not be splashed with water, and before every breath, he could cut out ten knives, and his powerful physical strength made their shooting speed extremely perverted, coupled with their powerful strength, the sharp horse chopping knife, with one slash, he could smash the zombies with stiff bodies along with the shields in their hands.

The horse chopping knife in their hands is already a magic weapon at the spirit level, far from being comparable to a sharp weapon.

The sharp weapon shield was like papier-mâché in front of the dragon-blooded warrior.

The dracus was still moving, and as he moved, there were many half-cut zombies lying under his feet, their heads cut off, and they were lying on the ground as dried corpses.

The Dragonblood Warrior's attack was so fast that the zombie gate that Black Pressure pounced on was all slashed by the slasher.

More zombies rushed towards Yechen, blocking the front of Yechen, trying to block Yechen's progress, more zombies jumped up and pounced on Yechen from all directions, and even countless ghosts flew up from below the ground to sneak up on Red Sun.

(End of chapter)