The wall collapsed, but the wall remained behind.

The long knife in his hand exploded into a dazzling blue blood lotus, the earth flew, the bricks and stones shattered like crossbow arrows, and the sound of clattering and breaking was endless.

He didn't look back, naturally it wouldn't break, he actually used a knife to dig a tunnel that was more than two feet long, and in that tunnel, the section of countless spiritual weapons emitted a faint green light, slowly dimming.

He charged, only to find that the enemy was already in position.

It was a group of shield spearmen who specialized in dealing with cavalry, and the heavy chain mail had already condensed a thicker ice armor, and the large shields that were taller than humans had long been linked by chains, and the infantry with ice armor still locked each other's thick shoulders with the chains condensed by the war spirit.

Bai Prison didn't know how many knives he had swung, he only knew that he still had a lot of knives to swing, and he drove a hill-like steel dragon to rush forward, and on top of the long knife, blood rose again.

The half-moon-shaped blood-colored sword light has slashed everything.

The icy military momentum was cut open by the blood-colored knife like a corrosive agent, and in the gap was the splattering of severed limbs, but from the "fragments" of the military momentum that was barely intact, many vicious green bone hooks suddenly flew out, and the poison attached to these bone hooks still left a green fluorescent trail in the air even under the illumination of the red torch.

These bone hooks with ropes can easily tear through the ice armor on the steel dragon's body, and can also penetrate its scale armor, reaching the flesh and blood under the scale armor, the green evil poisonous hook cannot corrode its flesh and blood, nor can it paralyze its nerves, but simply has the ability to break armor. "Armor-piercing poisonous hook" This is the weapon strictly controlled by the southern court, but now it is so high-sounding in the hands of the Jianzhou slaves, when the prison sees it, he can't help but roar angrily, and the long knife in his hand bursts out with ten zhang blades, frantically slashing everything he can get.

In the final battle, the Upanishads slaughtered the city at night.

However, the steel dragon under the crotch trembled for the first time after the formation of the battle spirit.

It wasn't the trembling of fear, it was the trembling of pain, the steel dragon trembled slightly, and the running body slowed, swayed, staggered, and finally, stood still.

The night slowly dissipated, and the scene before him gradually became clearer, a strange and luxurious garden that he had never seen before. In the garden, the flying black belts of the chosen dresses, as well as the intricate and mysterious and cold reflections on various swords, pieced together a series of figures that did not look too rigid, and the gray-blue ice froze these figures, forming a new military force that had never been seen in prison. There was a lifeless tenacity in that formation, like the last defense of the Southern Guards on the walls of Pershing. A huge momentum pouring out of the emperor's mausoleum was oppressed, and there was no room for the slightest distraction. He didn't notice at this point that 30 minutes had passed. I didn't have time to look back at the road I had walked.

Behind him was a truly bloody hell corridor, in which there were not even severed arms and stumps, only thin flakes of flesh of various sizes. He didn't know that with the blessing of the equipment, he had already slashed the blood of 11,094 Jianzhou slave soldiers, and cut these into heavy cavalry, heavy shield soldiers, and the enslaved minions of the Ouchi master into a piece of flesh and blood. He didn't know that he had completed an unprecedented, knight's 10,000-person beheading with the power of a single sword.

1 to 11094.

This is the record of the prison worship, and this is the return gift that the prison worship wants to give to these bastards who are trying to enslave the whole world. 11,094 people fell, and in front of him there may be another 11,094 people who needed to be slashed.

These people, although they are carrying swords and crossbows, although they are all full of ice and air, although the battle flow on everyone's body is mixed with the people around them, forming a larger and solemn army, but Bai Prison can see from their flickering eyes that they are already afraid.

The battle soul beast under the crotch was slowly softening, the silver-colored armor had already been soaked into blood red by the poison, and the silent and proud steel dragon finally let out a weak roar that could not be suppressed, the groan that was destroyed by the poison when the body was destroyed, at this time it was still a low roar that frightened the enemy chieftain.

Bai Hell, who was sitting on the back of the steel dragon, understood the roar and sighed silently, he knew that no matter what, he could only do this step, and he couldn't ask for more. He knew that if he lost his mount at this moment, he might not be able to move forward.

Dongfang lit up with a white belly, and he had been fighting for half a night since the third watch.

"It should ...... Is it okay?" Hellworship whispered to himself, and the golden soul mist lit up, and almost half of the battle soul that had already festered quickly disappeared in the bright mist.

The war spirit returns, and as long as the master also rests for a period of time, all damage can be repaired. The significance of the divine power to turn water lies in the regenerative ability that is like immortality.

He fell from a high place, his feet stepping on two large round pits in the dirt, and the heavy sound of the fall was like a blow to the bell, awakening all the Chosen ones who were still trembling in their calves.

Behind him, the vicious hook surrounded him under the cover of a thick shield, and in front of him, the Heavenly Chosen dress rolled like a black wave, and the waves of these fabrics were wrapped in a charming Jianzhou woman. The cold wind blows away.

The cold, wet wind that smelled of morning dew ruffled the hems of their skirts, turning these lifeless women like clay figurines into neatly blooming black poppies. The whiteness of the fish belly in the east became brighter and brighter, and finally the first rays of morning light fell on the silver-blue ice armor of the Prison.

The dark brown metal chain mail under the armor also reflected a cold speckled light source. With this light, he saw three big characters that made him feel a little regretful behind the weak torches that could not be illuminated by the light of the torches swaying in the wind.

It was a majestic palace on the top of the main entrance, and the large pure gold letters on the plaque on the blue enamel bottom plaque:

Cining Palace.

The only palace in the world that once contained the prestige and respect of every queen mother.

"Cining Palace ?......" Bai Prison was stunned, he didn't expect that he would actually kill all the way to the harem, of course, a little regret is inevitable, killing in front of Cining Palace, it means that he ran the wrong way at all, did not kill to Qianqing Palace according to the original plan, and was not able to give Nano a knife in the future.

At the same time, a cold and merciless system prompt sounded in his ears:

"Equip, permission ended, using link ........."

"Withdrawing clearance equipment ......"

The golden soul mist rose from under his feet to surround him, and a complex magic circle unfolded behind him, and with a flash of light, Bai Hell felt that the long knife in his hand was light, and the hideous bloody eyes on the dragon's teeth were forced, and quickly closed and disappeared.

The warden let out a sigh of relief, and the originally somewhat sluggish expression quickly reappeared, and the icy breath that he thought was a thief hollowing out once again gushed out from which horn in his body, and quickly filled his body. In the rising morning light, his eyes became more and more fierce and high-spirited, and the strong dragon tooth seemed to feel his monster-like recovery ability and courage to die, and the originally dim sword light was cold and shining again.

Not far away, Mr. Tetsuko was about to come forward to pick the fruits of victory, and easily take the victory that 10,000 soldiers had exchanged for their blood and bodies for himself, when he saw the terrifying long knife slowly raised in the hand of the prisoner, and his face turned gray.

"Hallows?!!

His voice was more accurate than a wail. The genus of the holy weapon, the king's certification, more precisely, is accompanied by the national ancestor. It's okay for tens of thousands of people to besiege a warrior, but it's a joke for tens of thousands of people to besiege a holy artifact. The power of the holy weapon, like the only recognized mage in the world, can easily break through the great array, and at this time, even if 100,000 divine soldiers are transferred to besiege Miyagi, they will be killed and escaped by one person.

He had miscalculated from the beginning, and even Nano had miscalculated in the future, and none of them would have been idle enough to think about such a mysterious thing as the enemy breaking into the palace with a holy weapon. Because the holy weapons in the world are all famous and numbered, where they are, what they are, what they are, what their functions are, all of them are clear and clear. Mr. Tetsuko borrowed two heads, and he couldn't think of how a holy weapon that looked like a big knife suddenly appeared in the hand of the little fat man in armor.

The holy weapon was born, the celestial phenomena changed drastically, the laws followed, and the country was determined. There are so many holy weapons back and forth in this world, all of which are divine objects that involve the general trend of the world, otherwise how can they be worthy of the name of holy weapons?

Mr. Tetsuko couldn't accept the facts in front of him at all, but the cold reality would not give him face, and the long knife in the prison worshipper's hand glowed with five colors in the morning light, which not only frightened Tetsuko, but also froze all the people around him who were besieging the prison.

The holy weapon in hand, which means that the world is in hand, no matter how many thousands of people you have, don't want to trap the lonely prisoner, those who want to surround him, consume him, touch the corpse and rob the military merit, at this time all changed their faces, I really can't wait for the ground under my feet to suddenly explode, conjuring up a tunnel, so as to drill down and escape.

In the morning light, the worship of the god of war did not pay attention to these people, and tried to worship the prison of 10,000 people, and now look at these besiegers of flies and dogs, like ants.

He turned in the direction Tetsuko's exclamation.

The cold wind sent Mr. Tetsuko's voice to the ears of the prisoner, and the bald little fat man carried the long knife of the holy weapon to his shoulder, turned around like a whirlwind, and gave a broad and chic back to the daughters of Jianzhou who were charming on the outside, but had long been numb and empty on the inside.

He turned around, only to see the bloody road he had opened up, looking at this road, the little fat man's steel-like eyebrows moved slightly, and a trace of regret in his heart also disappeared.

"It should be okay, right? Either they can't restrain themselves, I'm afraid it won't be long before the clan will be wiped out. As the thought swirled in his mind, his razor-sharp gaze searched back and forth among the living.

"Where is the general, dare to come out to fight?" His voice was like Hong Zhong Da Lu, immature but not weak, like the roar of a young dragon. His voice was wrapped in the earth-shattering power of ten thousand people slaughtering, and it pressed like Mount Tai towards those evil and obscene Indra temple guards who were carrying shield hooks, so that the encirclement that was originally oppressed suddenly expanded three circles.

The moment he shouted these words, the sky fell, and the cold wind carried the fine pieces of ice and snow into two blue columns, enveloping him and Tetsuko respectively, at this time, all the people outside could not attack them, life and death, honor and disgrace, tied to the fists, feet and swords of the two.

Tetsuko was so frightened that she shrank her neck when she felt the sky coming, and then relaxed. People in the world often say that there are only saint-level murderers, and there are no saint-level cowards. Zhezi can enter the realm of distraction, naturally he is not an idle person, don't look like a scholar, but he is really ruthless, and he is as brave and fearless as a mad dog.

The moment his gaze came again, he turned his head to look at Long Aotian.

He was very strange, didn't the heavens lock on to this real general?

But it doesn't matter, how can he be frightened by his "Zhezi", isn't he just a bald little fat man with a heavy knife, what's the big deal?

At this time, Mr. Tetsuko will not think about the holy weapon in the other party's hand, because the divine power turns to water, the sky changes, and the divine soldier has completely turned to the use of military confrontation, and can no longer provide the slightest assistance in the duel, at most it is just a durable weapon. The Heavenly Duel has become a pure battle of battle soul transformation and ice intensity, which is why a large number of boxers between heaven and earth have risen.

He stretched out his hand to take his saber from the military officer standing nearby, in fact, this knife is dispensable, after all, the battle spirit is transformed, most of them are transformed into beast claws and demon fangs, no one will have nothing to cut with a knife, if it weren't for the military power that can only be attached to the weapon, he might really make a whole battle spirit transformation of the military force out.

The battle spirit transforms into a shape, greatly improving the personal combat power, but the interference to the military situation is particularly huge, after all, the military strength still belongs to Gangfeng, and the war spirit belongs to water. Since ancient times, water has restrained wind.

Zhezi knew that the holy weapon in this kid's hand was useless at the moment, it could only be regarded as a very rigid knife, so he had no fear in his heart, and slowly walked out of the divided army, showing the exaggeration and arrogance of the corrupt Confucianism at every step.

Just as the holy weapon restrains the military power, many people in the world regard the scribe's restraint of military generals as a kind of heavenly rule, at least a natural rule. Worship is like the epitome of the world's military generals, wearing heavy armor, holding long knives, even if there is a war spirit, it cannot be transformed, it can only be summoned to become a mount or a partner in a coordinated attack, or borrow its power to make the body recover infinitely, so that the arm is as strong as a god, etc., the general, together with the samurai, becomes the person who still uses the weapon after becoming the heavenly rule, and the scribe, like a wizard, becomes a good use of the war spirit to transform into a form, or even simply uses the war spirit as a weapon.