Twenty samurai in heavy armor rushed out from behind, each two meters tall. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe armor on their bodies was not only extremely heavy but also eerie-looking, with runes flickering on them, and the runes on the twenty people were almost identical.

An Zheng's broken sword swept over, and the twenty people retreated neatly with a bang.

Then An Zheng was stunned.

The cultivation of those twenty people is just the realm of prison desire, and under their own sword, these twenty people should be in a different place. But with a sweep of the sword, the twenty men only took a few steps back. However, although those people were not dead, they could also be seen that some people under the armor were already spitting blood.

The blue star in An Zheng's left eye turned, and the power of Tianmu was revealed.

I see.

A terrific defensive weapon, a terrific formation.

These twenty men are connected to each other and share in the attacks. In other words, under the effect of their armor, no matter which one An Zheng attacked, the damage suffered by the attacked person would be evenly distributed among the other nineteen people. And the armor on these nineteen people has a ridiculously high defensive power.

The speed of Anzheng reflected in numbers is two hundred and one, and if it is also reflected in numbers, Anzheng is in the seventh rank of the Great Manchurian Realm, but he already has the strength to fight with the cultivators at the peak of the Great Manchurian Realm, and the number is even much higher than that of the cultivators at the peak of the Damanchu Realm.

And after these heavily armored samurai shared the burden, they actually reduced An Zheng's attack power to a range that the twenty of them could bear.

"See how long you can stop!"

An Zheng stepped forward, dodging the warrior's slashing sword, and slammed his palm on the warrior's breastplate. The samurai's body flew out like a cannonball, killing at least dozens of soldiers behind him. And the remaining nineteen people actually staggered and almost fell.

An Zheng chased after him, held down the fallen one and began to beat him violently. Punch after punch, even if the heavy armor is a high-grade magic weapon in defense, it still can't withstand the irritable fight. After four or five punches, the armor on the samurai's chest had been smashed to the ground. An Zheng's fist slammed up, this blow completely abolished the heavy armor, and the fist was directly inserted into the samurai's chest, holding the heart and clenching it violently!

Rumble!

The remaining nineteen burst open at the same time.

An Zheng stood up straight and looked at the soldiers who rushed not far away, and those soldiers saw that after An Zheng killed twenty heavy armor by himself, his steps to rush forward involuntarily stopped, and no one dared to move forward.

"Die!"

An Zheng pressed his hands down, and countless purple currents were released from him. It was as if countless purple dragons had rushed into the army, and the purple dragons were tossing back and forth in the ranks, as if sweeping through the clouds, and in just a moment, at least hundreds of soldiers were electrocuted into charred corpses.

An Zheng swept with a sword in his right hand, and the sword that was dozens of meters long swept out, and dozens of enemy soldiers in front of him were cut off by the waist.

Under the banner of the Chinese army, Helian Ting'an was furious: "Whoever killed this bastard for me, who will I promote to general!"

One of his cultivators flew off his horse and grabbed An Zheng's throat in the air. He wears a pair of iron-clad gloves on his hands, which look extremely sharp. If you are choked by such a hand, the consequences can be imagined.

However, he is too slow, this person's strength is in the Xiaoman Realm, and the speed is just more than a hundred. An Zheng strode forward, and the man's arm stretched out, and An Zheng had already grabbed him by the neck, grabbed him from mid-air, and slammed him to the ground. The cultivator's back slammed into the ground, directly smashing out a large crater, and in the midst of the debris, the cultivator couldn't help but snort. But before he could react, An Zheng straightened up and stomped on his face.

Boom!

The head burst open like a watermelon smashed by a hammer, and red, white, and all kinds of colors flew out. The bones of the skull shot out like bullets, and the soldiers who rushed around them did not know how many were killed by strafing.

Two more enemy generals rushed over, one with a long lance and the other with a Mo knife, both of whom were extremely majestic and mighty generals. But they were still too slow, and the two of them didn't have time to make a move. An Zheng stepped forward, grabbed the necks of the two people with his left and right hands, and then slammed the heads of the two people hard.

In the shattered skull, An Zheng rushed over like a killing god. Around his body, dozens of holy fish scales swept across, and no one could get close.

The generals around Helian Ting'an were killed one by one, and they were killed by An Zheng one by one, and no one could even block a blow in front of An Zheng. In a short period of time, it is impossible for the strong men under Helian Ting'an to rush back to the rescue.

Helian Ting'an drew his long sword with a bang, jumped down from the back of the demon beast, and stabbed An Zheng's throat with a sword. His speed is actually as fast as An Zheng. This is the first time An Zheng has met a cultivator whose speed can be compared to his own, no matter whether it is a demon beast, there are very few people among cultivators who can have such speed.

An Zheng noticed that there was a jade-like thing hanging from this person's body, which was still shining. Tianmu was running, and the voice immediately appeared in An Zheng's mind.

[With the blessing of magic-like weapons, you can increase the theory by 15%, the defense by 1%, the attack by 1%, and the speed by 10%. 】

Ten percent!

The speed of Anzheng is two hundred and one, and if it is increased by ten percent, it will be able to compete head-on with the real Little Heaven Realm powerhouse.

The speed of the two people's attack and defense was extremely fast, and the soldiers around them couldn't see where the young master and the enemy were. Only occasionally a gust of wind blows, and someone explodes inexplicably.

"The speed is acceptable, but the strength is insufficient. ”

An Zheng avoided Helian Ting'an's sword: "Although your strength is strong and your speed is fast, your cultivation realm is unstable. Therefore, this cultivation power should not be your own, but someone poured this huge power into your body not long ago, even if you can bear it temporarily, there will be problems in the future. I'll help you, bring this power out, and use your power to kill!"

Helian Ting'an attacked hundreds of swords in a row, but he didn't hurt An Zheng, it was when he was angry, and he was even more annoyed when he heard An Zheng say this. He screamed, attacking like a mad tiger, completely defenseless.

"Weak!"

An Zheng's broken sword swung Helian Ting'an's long sword away, and then smashed Helian Ting'an's face door with a punch. Helian Ting'an also punched, and the fists of the two people really collided together. With a click, Helian Ting'an's five fingers broke at the same time, not only the finger bones, but also the arm bones, and the broken bones were inserted from the muscles, and there were still strands of flesh hanging on them. An Zheng's fist shattered Helian Ting'an's arm, and the fist continued to move forward, grabbing the bones exposed from Helian Ting'an's broken arm halfway, pumping it out, and then moving forward once.

With a pop, the bone pierced Helian Ting'an's heart and came out of his back.

"If over time, if your cultivation precipitates before you make a move, you may become a powerhouse at the peak of the Great Manchu Realm. ”

An Zheng slapped Helian Ting'an's face with a palm, and directly fanned his head out of his neck. As soon as the head flew out, An Zheng's other hand stretched out and grabbed the head with a snap: "But you can only die now." ”

An Zheng turned around with Helian Ting'an's head, and dozens of holy fish scales spun and flew out behind him, cutting off the flagpole of the Chinese army's thigh-thick flag with a pop. The flag, which was four or five meters long, fell from the air, and those who didn't have time to dodge when they fell to the ground were stoned to death.

An Zheng grabbed the banner like a guillotine, who has ever seen a person kill with a flag? The flag spun up, and everywhere it passed was a stump and a broken arm.

"The Helian family is dead!"

An Zheng swept up the high place with the banner and raised Helian Ting'an's head: "The imperial army is coming!"

He didn't know if he would be able to scare the people by doing so, and the scene was so loud that his shouts might not be heard by every enemy. But it was not without effect, the Chinese army broke up first, and seeing that Helian Ting'an was dead, many people turned around and ran, lest the killing god next shoot at him.

As soon as the Chinese army was in chaos, the team besieging Xiahou Dan in front was also in chaos, and the pressure on that side suddenly lightened. At this time, there were only thirty or so warriors left by Xiahou Dan's side, and even the long knives in everyone's hands had already collapsed into countless gaps.

The Chinese army is chaotic, the front team is chaotic, but there are still about 20,000 or 30,000 people in the rear team still squeezing forward. On the entire battlefield, no less than forty or fifty thousand rebel cavalry were entangled together.

And at this moment, a cannon suddenly rang out in the distance.

A blazing red swept in from afar, like a raging fire burning from the horizon. The speed of the wave of fire was incomparably shocking, and as soon as the wave of fire came into contact with the rebel ranks, the rebels' ranks collapsed. The other side is like an all-pervasive flame, and this side is ice and snow, as soon as the two sides meet, if they are evenly defeated, the rebels are already frightened, and as soon as the flames come, they will disperse and kill the rebels like boiling soup and pouring snow.

That's the border army in a fiery red uniform!

The Great Xi Border Army in the Northwest!

That fierce red, burning everywhere. The ranks swept forward, and the rebel ranks quickly collapsed. The cavalry of the border army chased after the rebels and strangled them, and handed over their backs to the enemy, so you can imagine how quickly the rebels will die.

Falling down layer by layer, the corpses were soon trampled into pulp by the war horses.

In fact, the cavalry of the Daxi Border Army led by Yuwenjia, who rushed to the rescue, was only 10,000, and the rebels were no less than 40,000 or 50,000, but in this case, where did the rebels still have the courage to fight. An Zheng's arrival of the imperial army has already made countless people chill and heartbroken. The Helian family sent troops for the first time, and the tens of thousands of cavalry that they put together thought they could seize a large area of rivers and mountains, but at this time they all came to naught.

Red chased black, leaving countless mutilated corpses on the ground.

The war horse stood there alone and neighed, looking at his master, who had fallen to the ground.

An Zheng looked at the team moving away, and his heart ached.

War is always cruel.

If the people of the Helian family don't stop, the northwest will become a hell on earth.

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