Whoever can kill me, Overlord!

The overlord carved himself on the bank of the Bird River, however, the self-talk before the engraving echoed in the Han army array, the river wind with the evening coolness of the sunset, blowing through the dense wall-like armor, the banner hunting and shaking, there was no cheers of the generation of overlords being killed, and some were just complicated in the heart of the overlord.

Hate its bravery, hate its martial arts, because the overlord's subordinates have been stained with too much blood of their colleagues, afraid of its bravery, afraid of its bravery, because before the overlord, even if he is old in a hundred battles, he can't breathe, respect his bravery, respect his martial arts, because every soldier and sergeant can't help but revere the overlord from the bottom of their hearts.

Respect, hatred, fear, this is the traces of the overlord in their body and mind, even if they die, this man will stand up to the sky according to the sun, the voice of "can kill me, the overlord!". It echoed in the hearts of every soldier.

Yes, all the armies are gathered, but the only one who can kill the overlord is the overlord, but no one will feel bad about this bold sentence, because he is the overlord.

This is dead! Leng Zhuo blinked his eyes and looked at the picture of the hundred generals, girl, Xiang Yu didn't react when he died, there was no mistake!

Just when Leng Zhuo was a little depressed, a long hiss came, and the bird stepped on the riverbank, and the person stood up, as if he was issuing a final elegy for the death of the overlord.

Trampling, the horse's hooves flew, the bird Sui actually rushed into the Han army array, the dense forest of guns left a blood mark on its body, but it could not stop the pace of the bird Sui's advance, just like the overlord, the bird Sui continued to push forward, let the blood on the body flow, and stained himself into a bloody horse.

"Stop!. The decisive impact of the bird finally moved a Han military captain, and a road slowly appeared in the Han army, and the dripping bird Sui stepped on the hooves and walked resolutely to the overlord's side.

The overlord died, but he stood according to the sun, in the sound of the wind, the overlord's hair swayed back and forth in the wind, the bird golden plate dragon sword flickered the last afterglow of the sunset, the bird Sui came to the side of the overlord, and let out a soft cry "Ma Tong human nature, the overlord and the bird Sui have already become partners in life and death, the overlord is dead, and Wu Sui can live."

A trace of blood and tears slowly dripped from the bird's eyes, "People have affection, Ma Yi has affection, and the whimpering horse song is the only mourning after the death of the overlord."

Looking at this scene, Leng Zhuo couldn't help crying, just when Leng Zhuo didn't care, the picture of the hundred generals finally unfolded slowly, and a colorful light seemed to be connected into a line, shrouding most of the bird river.

The light was like a divine light, shrouded in it, "The scar on the overlord's neck slowly healed, the soul floating in the air returned to the overlord's body, and on the ground, the blood of the overlord floated from the soaked earth" gathered into blood beads, and in Leng Zhuo's unblinking gaze, the blood beads flew around.

The blood on the bird's body quickly returned, and the wound healed quickly" A drop of overlord blood submerged into the bird's body, and as the injury healed, it merged into the bird's blood.

And in the Han army array, one by one the fallen soldiers seemed to have been cast the Great Soul Returning Technique, "suspended in the void, blending into a drop of blood of the overlord" The soul returned to the body, and the life was slowly flowing back, in Leng Zhuo's stunned, Xiang Yu, the mount, the tiger head bird Jinpan dragon halberd, the bird Jinpan dragon sword and the twenty-eight soldiers, all had a blood-red color on their bodies.

In the colorful light, from all directions, a series of colored insects were shot, successively gathered on the side of the overlord, one hundred and eight overlord blood rate, kneeling around the overlord, the blood-colored wind formed by the blood moved with the wind, like a blood wave rolling, and then, following the overlord and submerged into the hundred generals.

Twenty generals, overlord Xiang Yu!

And the bursts of colored light and the curtain did not disappear, on the soil slope, the person with a white beard, looking at a green coat, riding on a horse, with a bit of scribe style, was also sucked into the picture of the hundred generals in the colored light.

Twenty-one generals, Wenmou Zhang Liang.

In Leng Zhuo's sighs, the picture of the hundred generals turned the page again, and he actually came, Leng Zhuo was so happy that he didn't close his mouth, and he actually had three generals at a time, but I don't know who the third general is, Han Xin, Peng Yue, and Lu Bu, or Fan Yin?

Just in Leng Zhuo's indefinite expectations, above the commander of the army, Han Xin was shrouded in colored light, along with the three hundred Han generals around him, girl, the soldier commander is the soldier commander, although Han Xin did not have a famous soldier under his command, but Han Xin's talent in commanding the army is beyond doubt.

Twenty-two generals, soldier commander Han Xin.

Leng Zhuo swallowed his saliva, Xiang Yu, Zhang Liang and Han Xin, saying that this combination is absolutely invincible, Xiang Yu's bravery, Zhang Liang's strategy, Han Xin's commander, if these three generals can work together, in this world, can they still stop them, of course, the premise is that Xiang Yu's strength is improved first, Zhang Liang has to understand the situation of this continent, as for Han Xin, he must give him more than 100,000 soldiers and horses, otherwise the talents in the awesome will not play on the stage, and they will not be able to shine.

Originally, Leng Zhuo still had some expectations for another twenty-three generals, but the colorful light in the sky had gradually dissipated, but being able to get these three people had already made Leng Zhuo extremely excited. Yuntian Fortress, the head of Beiguan City, a trace of blood splashed at the corner of Tang Chong's mouth, a mouthful of blood foam, his right arm was already hanging at his side, obviously he had been hit hard, and a pair of tiger eyes looked coldly at the Hu man who was standing opposite with three blood-colored golden wheels flashing on his chest.

The golden clan of the steppe, the Herabolan tribe, also known as the Golden Beamon Division, this tribe enshrines one of the three holy beasts on the grassland, Hera Dabimon, the Herabolan warrior who was endowed with the golden blood of Beamon, has a skin comparable to that of a dragon, immune to spiritual attacks, and in terms of strength, it is even more domineering and abnormal, and the empty fist can shatter the boulder.

Tang Chong didn't expect that this group of grassland Hu people actually sent one of the three holy beast warriors of the three three-blood golden wheels of the Herabolan department, this Herabolan tribe is judged by the strength of the bloodline, the more Bimeng golden blood in the body, the stronger it is, and the one-blood golden wheel usually has the combat power above the middle level of the earth spirit, the second-blood golden wheel can reach the heavenly spirit, and the three-blooded golden wheel is equivalent to the master of the holy spirit level. It's also a shame that Tang Chong is earth spirit rest, so in the fist just now, only his arm was broken and he was beaten out, if it is replaced by other rest, this punch touches, the arm is directly abolished, and it is difficult to say that he is half dead.

Tang Chong looked at the guy opposite, he was depressed in his heart, he couldn't have imagined that the other party would actually use such a high level of combat power at the beginning of the war, and his side was not without a Holy Spirit level master, but in the front army, who would have thought that the other party would actually attack the incomparably strong Yuntian Fortress between more than 300,000 troops.

This is a purely unpredictable situation, his eyes swept over the city, the woman who has always been wrong is also very embarrassed at the moment, Zheng Shuihan's opponent is a level, and it is also a woman, in the grassland, the most female masters are undoubtedly the Dayue clan, which is also one of the golden clans.

The Great Moon Clan respects women, and can survive and thrive in the natural law of the jungle like the jungle, because this tribe also has the existence of a holy beast, the Nine Colored Moon Deer, the master of the Big Moon Clan who has obtained the blood of the Nine Colored Moon Deer, has the speed of the wind, as well as the strong instantaneous explosive power, with the double blades in his hands, it is definitely one of the most difficult enemies.

The two of them are now considered to be the highest combat power of the Yuntian Fortress, but obviously the situation is not in their favor, the other party has dispatched at least one saint-level master, two spirit-level masters, and hundreds of warriors with comparable strength to the earth spirit, and their side is almost completely weaker.

Originally, if it was just like this, they did not have the strength to fight, but on the contrary, the two seas of fire blocked the galloping of soldiers and horses, and now although there is a brigade of 5,000 people stationed in Beiguan, but in the face of the continuous reinforcements of the Hu people, the numerical advantage is no longer obvious.

As the main general of the Yuntian Fortress, Tang Chong was already thinking about how not to lose the entire fortress: "Shui Han, use your secret method, Bingluo Palace!"

A few strands of hair flickered in the cold light like the silver moon, falling with the faint wind, Zheng Shuihan gasped slightly, the female warrior of the Dayue clan was really difficult, hearing Tang Chong's shout on the side, Zheng Shuihan could not understand this guy's thoughts, this Ice Luo Hall was her strongest secret technique, and of course it was also the last move to save her life. However, this move is also a large-scale indiscriminate attack, if it is used, it is estimated that there will not be a few living people on this one-third of the city, but his eyes swept around, and if this situation continues, it is estimated that there will be no one left for a while.

didn't hesitate at the moment, Zheng Shuihan slowly stood up, his long hair fluttering in the wind, looking at the big moon warrior girl opposite, the jade hand swept the hair, but with the passing of the jade hand, the hair that was still black before actually revealed a trace of silver, and the wind blowing through her body seemed to be frozen and solidified.

A majestic water spiritual power poured out from Zheng Shuihan's body, forming a water-blue anaconda entrenched around her, Zheng Shuihan looked at the big moon martial girl opposite with a smile, and slowly raised his hand: "Let you taste my strongest martial art, Ice Luo Palace..."

With Zheng Shuihan's words, a cold air swept around for no reason, and the bone-piercing coldness made people shiver.

"Bingluo Palace, damn it, run ... quickly"

Wu Ce has also heard of Zheng Shuihan's most powerful move, the Ice Luo Palace, but he shuddered in his heart, this move is not to distinguish between the enemy and me, even if it is above the heavenly spirit, covered by this move, it will be frozen by the cold and slow, and it will form ice crystals, of course, the heavenly spirit can completely block the invading cold, but these earth spirits do not have such a strong spiritual power to survive it.

Damn, Wu Ce glanced left and right, but found that he was too close to this crazy woman, and now he wanted to run away, obviously a step late, Wu Ce looked at the wall on the left, and his heart was ruthless, jumping from here, maybe he would die, but if he stayed here, he would definitely die, so there was almost no hesitation, Wu Ce chose to jump off!