Wu State, Suoyang City.

Seventy thousand strong soldiers came out of the city gate, in good order, and the leader was dressed in a tiger's head brocade robe, riding a high-headed horse, with a leopard's head and eyes, and a swallow-jawed tiger whisker.

Behind him, there was a three-meter-high flag with the word 'Wu' written on it.

That's right, this group of people is the Fierce Tiger Legion of Wu State, this trip, they not only want to rescue their two brother legions, but also to destroy the Yue Kingdom and establish outstanding feats.

A group of men, the breath is heavy, but the pace is extremely fast, if it is at this speed, it will not take more than three hours, they can go deep into the Jiupan Mountain, and the Yue * team there will be close combat.

These people are all battle-hardened warriors who have experienced the trials of life and death, but this time, for some reason, their hearts are heavy, and they always feel that something is going to happen, as if there is something that makes them unable to let go.

In fact, Wang Yong, the leader of the Fierce Tiger Legion, also felt this way, and even, this feeling in his heart was stronger than that of everyone present.

However, there was pride in his heart, his majesty did not allow him to withdraw his military orders, let alone withdraw his troops to defend the city, and his brotherhood was hidden in his heart, which did not allow him to abandon the two allied legions, so he must go forward no matter what, and go forward.

"Brothers, kill me with me, there is still an hour left, we will be in Feiying Town, and the opportunity for meritorious service is right in front of us!" Wang Yong shouted, and the sound shook the sky, reaching the ears of every soldier, boosting their morale.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The soldiers of the Fierce Tiger Legion raised their broadswords and their fighting spirit was high.

But at this time, there was a sudden strong wind, and what was even more bizarre was that in the middle of winter, the northwest wind was blowing, but this time it changed direction and became a northeast wind.

The northeasterly wind is even more bitter than the northwesterly wind, because it carries the cold of the sea.

"Report, my lord, the front is the mouth of the ballast, the terrain of the canyon, only more than ten people can pass side by side. A scout stepped forward to report it.

"Well, the army is stationed in place, and it is going forward in small groups. Wang Yong commanded.

"Yes!"

The soldiers obeyed the order and stood in a row in front of the ballast, standing very neatly and compactly, because the weather was too cold, and only by getting closer could they be warmer.

However, at this moment, the sky suddenly burst into red light, and a wave of heat pressed down from the sky, mixed with majestic energy.

"What is this? How can there be a sun at night? ”

"Well, yes, it's still ten. ”

"Fart, we built an ambush, it's a heavy shell, I've seen it in some gunpowder family, but I've never seen a family invent a cannonball of this power. ”

"Ahh

The next moment, the battle that had been neat and tidy was a mess in an instant, but it didn't take long for the heat wave in the sky to weigh on their heads.

Some egotistical people will take out their shields to block the air, hoping to block such cannonballs, but many more people can only hold their heads and run away, knowing that they can't stop such energy bodies.

"Boom!"

Ten heavy shells descended at the same time, hitting the entire army just right, and the wave of fire covered nearly two-thirds of the entire Fierce Tiger Legion.

"Get down!" this is destined to be Wang Yong's last voice in the ears of some people, because after listening to this voice, they will never hear the voices of others again, because they are dead.

The explosion was followed by scattered fires, mixed with invisible but powerful radiation.

More than 20,000 people were killed in an instant by 10 heavy shells, more than 30,000 were seriously injured to varying degrees, and only about 10,000 people were able to maintain their complete combat effectiveness.

The power of such a missile was too powerful, however, when the smoke cleared, there was a person standing high in the center of the explosion, only to see that he was burly and holding a golden shield, but the golden shield had already been smoked to dark black, and even his clothes had been blown up.

However, the thousands of people around him were not harmed at all.

He is a strong man, a strong man who can be immune to this level of cannonball attacks, and he is the leader of the Fierce Tiger Legion, Wang Yong.

However, just when everyone was still looking through the smoke and admiring the boss's sassy and heroic appearance, countless black figures suddenly appeared in the shadows, holding sharp blades, harvesting the seriously injured Sergeants of the Tiger Legion, and in an instant, they were able to take away the lives of several seriously injured soldiers.

"Who is it, kill me!"

Wang Yong's eyes were already red after seeing the damage of his own soldiers, this was the first time he had received such a heavy blow since he assumed the position of commander of the legion, he had failed before, but he had never suffered such heavy losses as today.

At this moment, he looked at the man in black in front of him, he was already angry, and he had to vent.

But as soon as he took a step, he found that his body had already been seriously injured under this shell, and his strength was less than seventy percent of the original.

Just when Wang Yong was about to treat his injuries first, a black figure suddenly flashed out of the night sky, and he was wearing a tight-fitting black dress, with flowing black hair, a cold and handsome face, but there was no expression in his eyes.

As soon as Wang Yong spotted the other party's figure, he saw that an ink knife had reached his neck.

What a fast knife!

Wang Yong sighed in his heart, at this time, he could only lift the half-damaged shield forward to block the opponent's knife.

"Boom!"

The long knife cut into the shield and pulled out a bright spark, but the next moment, I saw that the shield had cracked, and it was directly split into seven or eight pieces from the middle.

However, it was this meal that gave Wang Yong the opportunity to draw his golden knife.

With the golden knife in hand, Wang Yong's momentum immediately increased a lot, and there was a tiger roaring behind him, but seeing that its hair was upside down and its face was hideous, it was a rampaging tiger.

Wang Yong temporarily stabilized his strength at the strength of the early stage of the Yuan Infant with the help of the golden knife and the tiger virtual image, but after all, he is no longer in a complete state, not to mention, his opponent is not a simple Jindan monk, every time he swings the knife, he brings out a series of ink shadows, and the ink shadows form a knife gang, surrounding him, which greatly limits the play of Wang Yong's strength, and with such an ink shadow, the other party is becoming more and more brave.

All of a sudden, the golden and black swords and shadows reflected each other.

Gradually, Wang Yong discovered that his eyes had also turned into the color of ink.

"Who the hell is this teenager?" Wang Yong thought hard in his mind.

'Rub~'

Just when Wang Yong lost his mind, he was stabbed in the chest, one was stabbed, the second stab, and the third stab followed, directly causing Wang Yong to be stabbed three times in vain on his arm before he came to his senses.

The body was injured, and the demonic qi entered Wang Yong's body along the wound, blocking his heart.

"Demonic energy, it turned out to be demonic energy, are you...Lin Yu?!"

Just when Wang Yong was getting rid of the demonic qi in his body, he thought of a person from Yue Guo, that person was a demon cultivator with great potential, Wu Guo once sent the deputy head of the Shadow Killing Legion Black Cicada to assassinate him, but unfortunately he was killed by the young man, which once shocked the high-level of Wu State.

When Wang Yong said Lin Yu's name, Lin Yu's eyes were already budding with retreat, only to see that he casually took out a smoke bomb and threw it to the ground, but he himself did not retreat but advanced, and the long knife still stabbed towards Wang Yong's neck.

The sudden smoke bomb blocked Wang Yong's vision, and he could only feel the opponent's knife, and in desperation, he could only bend down and shrink his neck to avoid the opponent's knife killing.

But at this time, he felt a big hand touching his bald head, and the other party also left a sentence in his ear:

"Touch your head. ”

Hearing this, Wang Yong's head was hot and he almost wanted to spurt blood, for a reckless man like them, humiliating him would make him more uncomfortable than killing him.

Seeing Lin Yu's smoke bomb lit up, the shadow guards of the Yue Kingdom withdrew from the battlefield at the same time and retreated towards the mouth of the ballast.