How big is a 30-zhang golden Buddha's hand?

It's about the size of a small football field in a previous life.

The Buddha's hand is patted, everything is not moving, the wind and clouds are not moving, but it is just burning so many karma, who is without obstacles among mortals?

The more than 1,000 soldiers standing in front of him had disappeared.

The armor, armor, and weapons were all unharmed, and they lost the support of their inner bodies and fell to the ground one after another.

The "steel defense line" formed by this army was like being torn off by a ferocious monster, and it showed a gap about ten zhang wide, which was broken in an instant.

Buzz...

Xia Ji heard the black halberd in his hand roaring, as if he was complaining about why there was no blood?

He bowed slightly, and in the next moment, like a wild leopard, rushed into the gap.

"Mountains of shield soldiers!"

"Spearmen attack!"

Nangong He commanded calmly, and the soldiers also moved, each forming a formation, like a flickering metal monster, facing the intruder, if he lost his armor because of a little death, it was still a regular army?

Except for those who have long been away from the flames of war and are accustomed to peace, even bandits and bandits will not flee in the wilderness like that, without the consciousness of dying, what battlefield will they go to? "Why not run away and surrender" is actually similar to "why not eat minced meat", which is just a joke told by intelligent people who cannot understand it.

Nangong He lost his only magic weapon, and when he saw that the prince was menacing, he rode his horse and retreated sharply to avoid the edge.

At the same time, he grabbed a pair of black long flags from the side of the horse and danced, which was supposed to be the herald's business, but at this time, where was there still time to pass the herald, he did it himself,

The black long flag intersects, which means: cavalry ready.

This great merchant general's mind was in a hurry, he was indeed shocked by the huge Buddha hand just now, such a powerful prayer bead magic weapon is also priceless and extremely rare in the ghost market, no wonder these seven princes can block the ghost side, it seems that the adventure obtained is really not small.

It's just that the more powerful the magic weapon, the more it has been passed down from ancient times.

However, the spirit in the magic weapon is limited, and if it is used once, it will be dim, and when it is completely dim, it will be exhausted, and the magic weapon will be completely useless.

Therefore, powerful magic weapons are more used as a deterrent, as a "check", "stop-loss" and "deterrence", as a weight, so that people can weigh whether they can withstand a counterattack before being hostile.

Therefore, the high-level confrontation is still fought by soldiers and knights, and there are very few cases where those terrifying magic weapons are really used.

After all, everyone has considerations in their hearts, and they won't do anything absolutely.

How can it be like this prince, who directly uses such a powerful magic weapon to bombard the soldiers?

I really don't know the preciousness of magic weapons, and they should be consumables that can be used at will!

"I just hope that the ghost side has consumed this magic weapon many times before. ”

Nangong He could only pray silently.

...

Xia Ji had already stepped into the military formation, and the soldiers who were pouring in everywhere raised their shields in front of him, and there were many layers inside and out, which had already surrounded him, and the mountains were stacked on top of each other, getting closer and closer.

The young prince grabbed the end of the black halberd pole with one hand, and danced around his body with strange force, whining, turning into a large black circle of more than a zhang, but the iron shield was also extremely thick, like a road wall.

With each swing, he completely tore down a wall of the city, but when it toppled a piece, more came up.

The spear behind the steel shield wall shimmered with cold light, tearing through the air with a loud bang, stabbing at him from every angle.

Xia Ji danced back, paused slightly, and the palm of his hand had swelled eighteen times, and the circles were heavy, and the Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Method made that hand a few points bigger.

Boom!

The giant hand that showed the appearance of the law clenched the black halberd again.

The shocking suppression force is like crushing the snow around it!

The fingertips are pinched, and there is a slight popping sound of pinching and popping the air.

Call!!!!!!

With a dance, the surrounding layers of shield walls became toys, became building blocks, and were shot into the sky, the sound of clanging was endless, the steel shield was dented, and it was directly smashed into broken copper and iron by this great force, and the soldiers holding the shield behind it were shattered by the huge force!

Shields become mountains.

People are in the tide.

But the mountain is being destroyed.

This tide keeps being slapped away.

Between the battles, the blood flew sideways, the black halberd in Xia Ji's hand danced like a demon dragon, the demonic energy was rolling without concealment, and the blood turned into a trickle from the earth, from the sky into a horizontal red spring, rushing towards the tip of the halberd.

The demon soldier got the "nutrition", and it showed more and more demonic luster, like a monster that had been hungry for a long time and was feasting, the black light was scorching, and the sharpness of that bit of edge increased layer by layer with the blood and water.

Between the charges, another extremely thick shield wall pounced,

Xia Ji took another step forward, the shield had become a high mountain, blocking the way, he stepped up the mountain, the direction of the shield mountain suddenly faced the sky, the pikemen crouched, one after another spears like the earth stabbed, stabbing towards the young prince.

He stood on the shield mountain, took another step, and flew dozens of feet.

Between the blood flows, Xia Ji held the black halberd in his hand, the true qi of Jiuyang rose, and the nine rays of scorching sunlight rushed to the tip of the halberd,

He is also a human being, if he is not in the state of true qi or strength defense, he will be killed by a gun piercing the heart or neck, in addition to the use of qi or exercises, no one in this world can bear the benefits of swords with his body, it is some gods in ancient mythology, and his head will be cut off in his sleep, and the method of strength will be abandoned, and the empty talk will not be extinguished, which is really a joke.

The brilliance rises to the highest.

Nine suns in one, the sun is shining!

In a split second.

An extremely powerful force, containing the power of suppression, containing the breath of incineration, converged on the black halberd,

The light of the tip of the halberd is so bright that it makes people feel that the sun is suddenly in this long sky and snowy sky, from a little bit to a panic volley, the snow is still there, but the light is brilliant.

The shieldmen could barely look at each other.

The brilliance and coercion revealed through the cracks of the shield mountain had crushed the morale of the soldiers in this steel castle.

No matter how rigorously they are trained and how much they want to die, in the face of such power, it is ridiculous after all.

On the battlefield, life or death.

Those who follow me live, and those who stand in my way die!

In an instant, that power had already crossed dozens of zhang in the sky, and fell on the enemy who confronted him.

Boom!

Bang bang bang!!

Like a burning meteorite falling to the earth, the shield mountain was destroyed and torn apart, and the air waves and heat waves were like thousands of beasts from other worlds that came with this meteorite, and as soon as they touched the earth, they rushed madly in all directions, devouring the lives of ordinary people.

Shield Mountain Cracks.

The hundreds of soldiers in the center flew out in all directions under this blow, and the furious true qi had already taken their lives.

Knort!!

The demon halberd slammed into the ground, and the figure that landed like a demon god fell in the billowing fire mist and heavy snow, and the blood of Baichuan converged towards him again.

Dangdang, dangdang!

The soldiers who rushed around were only hit by the corpses that flew in the opposite direction, and froze.

The corpses inside were shooting out, and the soldiers outside were still squeezing in.

Only the prince in the central clearing, surrounded by ten feet, is empty, and only the river of blood remains.

At this point...

The cavalry has completed the assembly.

The iron-gray torrent converged like a hundred rivers returning to a great river, and three thousand iron horsemen held swords, like a monster with baring fangs ready to push forward, and the monster shimmered with a terrifying metallic luster.

"Charge ready!!"

Nangong He shouted angrily, he hid at the end, commanding his lieutenant generals, and the lieutenant generals commanded the army to block and encircle that person.

The more he looked at it, the more shocked he became, it was not that he had never seen a peerless general, but it was the first time he had seen it like this, the magic weapon was powerful, it could be described as something outside the body, but the manpower was sometimes exhausted, even if this prince condensed the law phase, but there was still a level that could be defined, that is, "legend".

It's just that even a legend can't resist an army, because manpower is sometimes exhausted, no matter who it is, the speed of recovering true strength is bound to be much less than the speed of consumption, and the power of heaven is like a tsunami tornado, which is also exhausted sometimes, and what about people?

Legends are also human beings, and when they run out of strength, they die, and the recovery of strength will be much less than the consumption, which is also in accordance with the laws of nature.

Nangong He was shocked in his heart, and the people kept retreating, but he still carefully observed the degree of power consumption of Na Xia Ji,

"The army is impermanent, the water is impermanent, and it moves because of the enemy's changes" is the most basic quality of a general, he can ridicule and scold, but he is also a general.

The prince wanted to rush to his side, but the army kept moving with him.

He rushed, and a group of soldiers rushed up to block, encircle, and suppress.

From the beginning of the confrontation to now, this person and his army have moved dozens of miles.

The soldiers were constantly on the move.

The cavalry is integrated at the end.

A good general always knows how to keep his best soldiers for the crucial blow that turns the tide of battle.

Nangong He looked at the terrifying Seven Highnesses after several obvious consumptions, and then looked at the rosary that he had re-put on his left hand, but the color seemed to have dimmed, he thought about it for a while, and then resolutely threw the chess pieces of the "Three Thousand Iron Horses".

With this chess piece, he is going to take the life of the prince!!

"Cavalry charge!!!"

At the sound of an order, the drums sounded, and the shield mountain separated, revealing the earth that had turned into blood and fire behind it, and the demon god was in the center.

Da Da!!

The earth shook for more than ten miles.

The iron-colored beast turned into a devastating torrent from the other side, and all the soldiers were wearing iron helmets, their eyes were sharp, and they stared at the prince in the center.

In the midst of the impact, each iron rider turned into a little bit of the beast's flesh, and each team turned into the muscle texture of the beast.

Looking down from the sky, these three thousand iron horses rolled like thunder, like the giant hands of the gods clenched into an iron fist, this punch, violent, unmatched, bombarded Xia Ji!

The power of an army!

Turn into a punch!!

However, Xia Ji seems to have been waiting for such a punch for a long time.

The smoke and dust were filled, and the snow was falling, like the clouds that were still staggering, and he stood in the clouds that had not dispersed.

Every thought is like a freeze frame.

"Life is coming, death is coming, I am for you to be exceeded, passing away, such as coming. ”

After the faint sound, a thirty-zhang golden Buddha's hand, like the day of breaking the clouds, the clouds are bright, the golden light is silent, does not provoke everything, does not roll the wind and dust, and the opposite side of the iron gray, like thunder, is shaking the earth, is rolling snow into the dragon of the "giant fist" formed a sharp contrast.

The giant fist and the bergamot collide in the middle of the battlefield.

Buddha's hand pat.

The fierceness of the giant fist disappeared without a trace.

Burning the karma of sin.

One slap wiped out two thousand.

But the two thousand fast horses were unconscious, still carrying two thousand empty armor and sprinting forward, suddenly unaware of the horror of the Buddha's hand just now.

Nangong He's eyelids jumped, and his face finally lost color, but he suddenly gritted his teeth and roared angrily: "This son is flesh and blood after all, and he consumes a lot, kill him !!"

The remaining 1,000 cavalry did not stop charging, and after 2,000 empty horses, a thousand swords were raised, and the cold light shimmered!

And the prince of the demon god looked at the oncoming horses, jumped up, and straddled one of them,

With the strength of this iron stream, he directly broke out of the encirclement of the shield soldiers, and after closing the distance, he circled around again and slammed into the remaining iron horses.

Rushing to a group of people at a moment, looking at it from a high place, it is extremely epic to draw an epic scroll, with blood as ink and fire as the pen, outlining this shocking battle.