The warships on the lake finally moved, approaching the river bank, the light curtain emitted by the energy tower had been removed, and the black crowd poured out of the cabin, and the neat military formation was ready in a moment.

Wu Zihao on the city wall in the distance was shocked, but he didn't expect this martial country to have such good military literacy, this neat military formation was enough for the spirit realm army to drink a pot, and it was no wonder that the previous station was a mess.

Fortunately, in this martial country, he may also be too brave, and he is not very fond of the method of battle formation, otherwise with such a military appearance, this group of demon kings would have been beaten back to the spirit realm a long time ago.

Wu Zihao turned around and said: "Di Sefa, I will attack the opponent's vanguard with a thousand people, block the opponent's way, and when the opponent's battle formation is chaotic, you will immediately lead people to kill from both sides, and you must use the momentum of thunder to hit the opponent's vanguard and hit the opponent's morale!"

Di Sefa was a little speechless, the number of the vanguard of the Martial Kingdom was already five or six thousand, and there were all kinds of warships to support it, such a lineup was enough to drown them out, but Wu Zihao still wanted to strike first, and even said that he would hit the opponent's vanguard hard, how could this make him calm down.

Noticing Di Sefa's expression, he knew that he had no confidence in his heart, lest he drop the chain at the last moment, then he and the more than 1,000 people would really become dumpling fillings.

"Diethefa, I and the lives of more than a thousand people are tied to you, I will create chaos, you lead people to encircle and suppress, this is the best opportunity for you to become famous in a fight, if you want to get the attention of the Seven Great Palaces, don't miss this opportunity, understand no!"

Wu Zihao's sharp eyes seemed to be about to pierce into the depths of Di Sefa's divine soul, if this Di Sefa really dropped the chain at a critical time, it would be a big trouble, and he could only use this kind of coercion to make him understand that this order could not be disobeyed.

The corners of his mouth were bitter, and Desefa could only swallow his saliva and nodded.

Wu Zihao turned his gaze to the front, and the stone thorns made had an effect, not only blocking the danger of the opponent's warship crushing from the ground, but also causing the enemy's army to scatter, and through this stone thorn forest, he could only choose to walk, so he was invisibly divided into countless squads.

Although there is protection from the warship overhead, this class of warship can only provide crossbow cover, but it may not be impossible to avoid firing.

Such an opportunity is exactly what Wu Zihao needs, where is there any hesitation, if he doesn't take advantage of the unstable position of the other party to kill the past, then he will fall into a more difficult battle later.

With one hand in the void, Augustus's fangs have fallen into his hand, a tusk with a whole body like jade, in which the toxin is quite terrifying, it is very suitable for dealing with these people of the martial country, the powerful qi and blood are difficult to kill with one blow, but through this toxin, it can make it lose its resistance at the fastest speed.

The Demon King's armament is also covered on his body, and he already has seven points of bronze, and it won't take long to turn into pure bronze, and the protection that can be provided by that time will be quite amazing, and it will be more conducive to Wu Zihao himself to feel the power of the starry sky.

Falling like a meteor in midair, half of the Martial Nation's vanguard had already entered the Stone Thorn Forest.

"Demon kings, follow me to kill the enemy and make meritorious contributions, after this battle, you will become the most eye-catching new star under the command of Lord Demon Venerable!"

Holding a black spear in one hand and poisonous fangs in the other, the flame in Wu Zihao's eyes, the fire of the divine soul, can have a better stimulation for these people, and it seems to be able to cause a wave of bewitchment to these demon kings.

Roar!

More than a thousand people let out a roar like a beast, and all kinds of weapons fell into their hands, and with Wu Zihao's loud shout, they turned into a black snake, shuttling through the stone thorn forest, and attacked and killed the nearest martial arts sergeant.

A moment later, Wu Zihao's team encountered the first wave of enemies, and although the people of this martial country were stunned, they still let out a shout and slaughtered like a wolf and a tiger, without any understanding that they had become prey.

Kill!

Wu Zihao shouted violently, and his voice rolled upside down, exploding like thunder, which suddenly made the hundreds of people feel stunned, and even the momentum was not as turbulent as just now.

The fangs are curved, like a giant scimitar, the inner ring is extremely sharp, the moment it cuts the flesh of the martial country, the toxin has already invaded its body, the whole person's complexion quickly withered, and the war knife held high in his hand is powerless to cut down, and the next moment, the pitch-black spear blade has cut his neck, and a puff of blood is splashed, and the blood is black.

Before the blood water spurted to the highest point, Wu Zihao had already cut the neck of the second person, and the same blood splattered, forming a strange bewitching blood flower.

In a breath, more than a dozen people were slashed in a row, and Wu Zihao's methods fell into the eyes of the demon kings and demon lords who followed, and his morale was suddenly great, and he waved his weapon and rushed into the crowd of martial arts in a roar, followed by a sound of gold and iron fighting, and the creepy flesh and blood being cut open.

Although Wu Zihao is only a junior demon master, he doesn't have much cultivation for the power of the starry sky, but the toughness of his physical body is not comparable to that of ordinary demon lords, even if he is a high-level demon lord, he may not be as tough as him, and with a spiritual spring, he doesn't have to worry about the depletion of spiritual power, so at this moment, he can maintain the peak state every moment.

Blood rain, sprinkled from the sky, in this evening, against the backdrop of the two rounds of red suns in the sky, it looks unusually charming, dripping blood rain, stained Wu Zihao's cheeks, gathered into a piece of blood, flowed down his cheeks, and floated in the air.

Wu Zihao, who is at his peak, is too strong, and the pitch-black spear in his hand can even cut off the weapons of the warriors of the martial arts country under the full slash, and the only thing to be concerned about is the load that the body has to carry.

Killing, Wu Zihao shuttled through the crowd, the spear in his hand had killed many people, and the stinger had stabbed out many times.

The strong smell of blood rushed into his nasal cavity, and he felt sick, this was the first time that Wu Zihao was so crazy, such a desperate killing, venting the killing intent in his body.

The blood stained the sky, and the more than 1,000 people who followed behind Wu Zihao were already nearly three hundred, but the momentum was unstoppable, and the combat power of the demon king itself was revealed between the killings.

The soldiers of the Martial Kingdom kept coming, and they had already encircled this place, but fortunately, there were a lot of stone thorns around, which did not allow the people of the Martial Kingdom to form a complete battle array, even so, they still successfully intercepted the charge of the demon kings.

The blood that flowed out of the ankles overflowed the ankles, and the blood was washed in mid-air to form a blood-colored mist.

Wu Zihao moved quickly, doing his best to protect the remaining demon kings, like a tireless machine, showing amazing endurance, and at this time, because of the formation of the battle array, the warship of the Wu Kingdom exerted its hideousness.

The crossbow arrows that fell like rain constantly pierced the bodies of the demon kings, even if many of them were difficult to kill, they still greatly affected their combat effectiveness, and they could only shrink their formation for a while, and it was difficult to continue to kill.

"Disefa, should we attack, the new hall master of the ninth hall is quite strong, if he is allowed to die here like this, I am afraid it will be difficult for us to hold on for a moment and a half!"

The demon lords on the city wall were a little uncontrollable, they didn't have a war strategy in their minds, only brave fighting and killing, and now more than half of the more than 1,000 people led by Wu Zihao had been killed, but the means of killing had set off a storm in their hearts, and this was what they should be in the battlefield.

Di Sefa raised his hand, his face was a little depressed, these people may not know his true strength, but the key is his camp, he is a member of the Nine Palaces Alliance, and even the death of the previous Ninth Hall Lord is directly related to him.

Now, he is hesitating, whether to strangle the people of the Wu Kingdom when Wu Zihao issues the order, if he lets it go, not to mention whether Wu Zihao will die in battle, the remaining thousands of them will definitely suffer, even if they will not be wiped out, they will suffer heavy casualties, and there will be absolutely few who can escape.

Retreating from battle is a capital offense!

Di Sefa understands better than anyone in his heart that if he doesn't obey the order, he will not be able to escape death, and only by obeying Wu Zihao's method may have a glimmer of life.

The smell of blood wafting in the wind was very strong, so strong that it was disgusting, and Di Sefa's heart was also shaken, the strength shown by this Wu Zihao was too strong, even those people in the Nine Palaces Alliance might not be able to beat him.

At this moment, in his eyes, Wu Zihao is a killing machine, and if he touches it, he will die!

In a moment or three, there were already hundreds of people from the Martial Kingdom who died in the hands of Wu Zihao, and the five or six thousand people in the vanguard had died nearly two thousand at this moment, while Wu Zihao's side only had more than five hundred, and this record was enough to shake the Demon Venerable Palace.

The slaughter continued, the casualties of the vanguard of the Martial Kingdom were rising sharply, the morale had been completely crushed, and the remaining team was only fighting on instinct, perhaps to the moment of death.

Zhan Feng and the others on the fourth-level warship looked at everything that happened under their feet, and they were also quite surprised.

"It's a little interesting, the two things in that kid's hand are a little interesting, one is the fangs of poison, the other is an indestructible spear, but it is very strong, at least five hundred people have died in his hands, this looks like he can continue to fight!"

Zhan Feng's gaze fell on Wu Zihao, and his words were interesting, but the killing intent in his eyes was quite strong.

"Being able to poison a warrior-level blow, I'm afraid it's not simple with the stinger, there is such poison in the Ten Directions Continent, it should only be found in the dark barren forest, this person can enter the dark barren forest and get this stinger, I don't know if the Dao is its own strength or a coincidence!"

Lan Ling opened his mouth, with the strength of a few of them, it was not a big deal to be a few kilometers apart, and he could easily see the shape ability of the thing in Wu Zihao's hand.

"If this person wants to be killed, the loss of the Destroying Front Army does not count, affecting morale is the key!"

The brocade-robed man looked at the warships, and the soldiers of the Martial Kingdom who had not landed could see clearly that their side was harvested like mustard under the attack of the enemy, which was indeed quite demoralizing.

Zhan Feng nodded slowly and said: "Changkong is the same as I thought, this person's strength is extraordinary, but he can be a good slave, he should be worth some money, Wanliu, I remember that the patrol camp generals have the strength of high-level martial kings, right?"

Wan Liu, who was silent on the side, immediately spoke: "Lord Huiyu, the Patrol Camp Shui Yunjun is indeed a high-level martial king cultivator!"

"Well, that's okay, let him go and bring back the head of the enemy general!" Zhan Feng shook his head and said: "There are few people in the Kingdom of God who are not handsome men and beautiful women, just kill them, so as to give the soldiers a strong momentum!"