The genus of grass and trees spirit fruits, the heaven and earth Zhong Lingyu show.

It is the condensation of the essence of heaven and earth, and the sluggish breath of Zhongxingshuo will recover in a blink of an eye.

Immediately holding the Xuantie heavy sword, he said without giving in: "Since the God of War Law helps in the battle, then don't delay!"

As he spoke, he walked towards the middle formation, but was unexpectedly pulled by Uncle Bingxin.

"Mr. Bank of China, you and I are both third-grade, but Mr. Lishi is second-grade strength, this time you and I are auxiliary attacks~"

"What?

Zhong Xingshuo couldn't help but lose his voice and looked at the young man Shi Ling a few feet away.

"Ah, the concession~"

Li Shi Mingxuan showed a sincere smile, this line was also learned from Qingyang.

Zhongxingshuo just wants to complain, when do I want you to go?

But thinking of the sharp and tough punches of the person on the other side when they fought before, they still have to admit that although the opponent lacks combat experience, they are indeed slightly stronger than themselves.

Qingyang smiled in his heart, patted the stone spirit boy on the shoulder and said, "Go and prepare for battle!"

However, Li Shi Mingxuan scratched his head, a little embarrassed: "Sir, I am good at boxing, and I can't use swords and blades!"

Hearing this, Zhong Xingshuo almost vomited blood again, I am the head of the worship of Xingguo, the eldest disciple of the old man of Chiba, and I want to do a secondary attack for a guy who doesn't know how to use weapons?

Qingyang pondered for a moment, and comforted him with an encouraging tone: "When facing the enemy, only the brave can win, and when the ancient ancestors did not have swords and blades, they also relied on their fists and feet to fight."

Close your eyes, think carefully about the statue of the god of war, learn his movements, straighten your chest and abdomen, improve your courage and fighting spirit, and condense it with the formation~"

"This,Isn't this some~"

Uncle Bingxin's face changed uncertainly, and he always felt a little ashamed of Shi Ming's actions.

"Don't worry, there's no going wrong~"

Qingyang nodded seriously at Uncle Bingxin.

Even if there are 10,000 doubts in his heart, Uncle Bingxin has no time to change anything.

After a short pause, the twelve powerful Yin warriors were once again ordered by the ghosts to lead tens of thousands of Yin warrior legions and launch their first attack.

"Roar~"

The army of Yin warriors roared like thunder.

The defensive positions built on the two hills were hastily built with trees and dirt, which could not provide much security for the Xing Guojia soldiers.

And the strong strength of the Yin warriors shocked the armor soldiers even more, the invincible Xuanjia cavalry in their hearts in the past was by no means the opponent of this Yin warrior army.

It's not that the strength of the Xuanjia Cavalry is not strong enough, but that there are too many Yin Warriors, and it has reached a desperate level.

Twelve Yin warriors who were nearly a foot tall and covered in purple-black ice armor walked in front with huge swords in hand, their blood-red eyes faintly revealing excitement.

It was the resurrection of the undead, the thirst for the blood of all living beings, the blood that excites them, and the death that excites them.

One thousand zhang, eight hundred zhang, five hundred zhang ~

Zhong Xingshuo and Taishu Bingxin held their swords in both hands, staring at the leaders of the Yin warriors, but their eyes were closed tightly when they were away from Shi Ming, and their ears trembled slightly.

When the distance between the two was less than three hundred zhang, under the leadership of twelve Yin warrior leaders, the Yin warrior army rushed and charged.

It seems that the formation is scattered, but with their strength, there is no need for a formation to ensure combat effectiveness.

The minimum eight-rank and most of the individual strength above the seventh-rank make this army of Yin warriors have the ability to sweep through the countries of the Northern Wilderness.

"Kill~"

"Kill~"

Two roars and shouts of killing, like two thunderbolts exploding.

It was not the first time that Zhong Xingshuo and Taishu Bingxin had used the God of War Method, and they were pleasantly surprised to find that the power of the formation was becoming more and more powerful.

In the past, borrowing the God of War Law Aspect to strike with all his strength was equivalent to the second rank at most, but this time the God of War Law Aspect almost has the strength of the peak of the second grade.

The dense black clouds in the sky were twisted to pieces by the killing intent of the glorious heaven and earth for the first time, and finally dissipated in the boundless sword light.

After the black clouds were extinguished, the sword rays of these words suddenly contracted and condensed, and finally condensed into a thousand-foot-long lightsaber, just like the sword of the god king that could cut through the sky.

"The sea of stars is long and ten thousand snow-capped mountains, and the sword of one hand breaks through the sky!"

Zhong Xingshuo's eyes were full of confidence, and the long sword in his hand stabbed straight towards the two Yin warrior leaders.

"Whew~"

The long sword, which was purely condensed by the light of the sword, shimmered with dazzling light, and even the sun in the sky seemed dimmed.

In the middle of winter, the earth is as hard as stone, and even the saber-toothed giant elephant cannot easily step on its footprints.

In front of this sword, it is like a pool of spring water wrinkled by the breeze, and it is like a ripple after the fishing boat is flooded.

Countless black earth, mixed with countless ice and snow, like water waves, rolled to both sides, only the sword sword stabbed resolutely and without hesitation towards the army of Yin warriors.

"Roar~"

The two leaders of the Yin Warriors didn't have the intention of dodging, and roared angrily to meet the sword, which made Zhong Xingshuo laugh even more.

"Boom~Boom~"

The two violent impacts caused the two Yin Warrior Leaders to be instantly drowned in an earth-shattering roar.

The hundreds of Yin Warriors who followed closely behind, under this condensed sword light, seemed to have been smashed into countless pieces by ten thousand swords.

When mixed with soil, snow and ice, it is no longer possible to distinguish each other, and when the spring flowers bloom, they will become fertilizer for the growth of plants and trees on the earth.

At the same time as Zhongxingshuo's long sword was struck, Taishu Bingxin's gilded boring attack was also swung, and the almost crimson-gold edge was almost as condensed, so that Zhongxingshuo couldn't help but take a second look.

Qingyang carefully observed all this, and Uncle Bingxin and Zhongxingshuo were no longer much different.

With such a strong and good alliance with the Qing family, even if Zhongxingshuo is unwilling, he will never dare to continue to blatantly murder the Qing family.

Liang Qiu Zhizhong, who was in charge of guarding the back of the army, also saw this amazing scene, and his eyes were full of envy and sighs.

In the past, he was almost the same as Uncle Bingxin's strength, but he didn't expect that after this trip to northern Xinjiang, not only did he have outstanding military achievements, but even his strength also leaped to a new level.

Zhong Xingshuo and Taishu Bingxin's simultaneous attack caused the five Yin warrior leaders to be injured, and the remaining seven Yin warrior leaders were more cautious and tried their best to gather together to fight together.

At this moment, Shi Ming's attack was finally late.

Different from the previous condensed weapon edge, the God of War Law condensed a golden fist, with a length and width of dozens of feet, just like a mythical giant.

"Roar~"

The seven Yin warrior leaders gathered together with a roar, which made Qingyang unconsciously twitch the corners of his mouth, could it be that he still thought he was the Seven Brothers of the Gourd?

"Boom~"

After the huge impact, the seven Yin Warrior leaders were safe and sound, and the Yin Warrior army behind them escaped a catastrophe, and they couldn't help but let out a smug roar.

Li Shi Ming's eyes widened sharply, and he shouted: "One punch will determine the whole thing~"

Immediately, the aura of his body continued to increase, and he swung a punch again, and the power was far greater than before.

"Boom Boom Boom~"

Qingyang was slightly surprised, this seemed to be a punch, but it was actually three punches overlapping together, and one was more powerful than the other.

The leaders of the Yin Warriors who thought they could resist didn't expect this move, the seven leaders were hit and flew all over the sky, and the Yin Warrior army fell layer by layer, with traces of fragmentation on their bodies.

"It's just a local chicken and a tile dog~"

Zhong Xingshuo tasted the power of the blow just now in his heart, but he smiled contemptuously at the Yin Warrior in his mouth.

However, before the words fell, the leader of the Yin Warriors, who had been buried by heavy injuries, crawled out of the black dirt again. (To be continued.) )