After killing the four, Wen Zhong landed on the battlefield and swept through a field of Coalition soldiers.

The commander of the alliance side saw it and knew that the other party was an important person in Linxi City, the Heavenly Overlord War God Army of the Overlord Empire, the Ancient Roman Holy Army of the Roman Kingdom and the Dragon and Lion Guard of the Zhang Family in the Northwest Regions.

At this moment, in addition to the more than 100 horsemen in front of him, under the leadership of Zhang Liang, the leader of the Heavenly Palace's Heavenly Palace Sixth Heaven of the Overlord Empire, dozens of horsemen from the left, right, and rear sides are still waiting for the day, and it should be the route to escape from the sealing of Wen Zhong.

The ancient Roman holy army of the Roman Kingdom and the dragon and lion guards of the Zhang family in the northwest region each divided more than ten horsemen to wait in formation. With hundreds of soldiers at least the Heavenly Palace Triple Heaven plus the Heavenly Palace Quadruple Heaven and the Fifth Heaven powerhouse, it can be said that it is more than enough to besiege and kill a Heavenly Palace Sixfold Heaven.

"Whoosh!"

Breaking through the air, a sharp roar arose, and a little black light carried a terrifying murderous aura, approaching in the blink of an eye.

Wen Zhong took out a long sword and flirted lightly, and with a "ding" sound, he pushed away the powerful arrows that were shot at the oncoming face, and the timing and angle were the most labor-saving way, and the pinch was just right.

Even if he didn't use his eyes to see it, he knew the source of the arrow, and his eyes inadvertently swept in the direction of the oblique front, feeling the fluctuations of the two lives that were still lingering, and he couldn't help but snort coldly.

The "boom, boom, boom ......" cavalry formation approached within thirty zhang.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

A series of five beaded arrows shot at the scene, faintly sealing all of Wen Zhong's dodge routes. Zhang Liang, the commander of the Heavenly Palace Six Heavens of the Heavenly Palace, told everyone with this amazing bow and horse technique that he was worthy of being a veteran general who had experienced a hundred battles.

Kill Wen Zhong, even if there is no chance to cross the battlefield in the future, he will not give up when he falls.!

Wen Zhongben's figure flickered calmly, ghostly and wandering left and right, and the five arrows only hit a trace of his afterimage.

The difference is a thousand miles!

"Huh...... Woohoo ......"

The bowstrings of Qi Brush were agitated, and nearly a hundred powerful arrows that were as dense as showers poured out. Wen Zhong's body turned into a pale black firefly, and he did not hesitate to take the initiative to rush forward, crashing into the rain of arrows as if he was seeking his own death, which surprised the cavalry who followed the rain of arrows.

However, except for Zhang Liang, who drew his sword and gathered momentum, and his sharp eyes were tightly locked on Wen Zhong, the rest of the cavalry did not see that Wen Zhong was constantly adjusting his body with some mysterious and incompromising steps, and peeked at the most sparse and weakest part of the arrow rain to break in blatantly, swinging his sword to block.

On the battlefield, personal force is limited, and even if you hear the bell, you have to be extra careful.

"Dingding......

Thirteen powerful arrows were slashed in a row, Wen Zhong's body sped up by three points, and without waiting for the cavalry to open their bows and arrows again, they swept within ten zhang, and once again flickered, and jumped into the sky in the oblique stab, Zhang Liang at the forefront of the electric cavalry array with a combination of human and sword......

For a master with a master's skill, the military formation of ten thousand arrows is fired, at most only a hundred arrows are likely to really hit the opponent, and the salvo of more than a hundred cavalry is likely to be less than ten arrows, even if this kind of cavalry elite, it can only be three or two more. With the combat quality of his decades of combat career, Zhang Liang instinctively maintained an almost uniform rush forward at the moment, staring coldly at the sharp sword that attacked him like an arrow, until he was close to two feet, he drew his sword like lightning.

"Kill!" More than 100 cavalrymen were hoarse and vigorous.

Wen Zhong maintained a state of unity between his body and sword, and suddenly spun around, and his wrist trembled slightly.

"Groaning ......"

The overlapping sword roar like a dragon's roar expanded from imperceptible to overwhelming in an instant, covering the shouts of the knights and the galloping sound of horses' hooves, and the eerie sword aura swept around Zhang Liang like a wave.

How can it be...... Zhang Liang was horrified, but he felt that his whole body was like countless knives repeatedly cutting and stabbing, and it was difficult to open his eyelids at all.

The sound of wind and rain in his ears made him feel like he was in the heart of a storm, his body was cold, his body was unstable, and he could no longer feel the galloping horses under him, and he could barely gather his will, but it was still difficult to regain consciousness.

The flickering black sword blade approached, except for Zhang Liang, the eight or nine knights in the first three rows of the formation fell and flew without warning, and all the seven knots were bleeding in mid-air, and they were actually shocked to death by the invisible sword qi in the air.

The empty horses were still galloping, but the knight formation was recessed.

Fighting with this mysterious powerhouse of the other party face-to-face, Zhang Liang suddenly woke up: even if he tried to overestimate this person as much as possible, when the time came, he knew that he was still underestimating......

The stinging pain came suddenly!

Zhang Liang's head wearing a steel helmet rose into the sky, and blood mist flew everywhere.

Hearing the bell, he volleyed a bucket in the air, kicked out the shadow of his legs in the sky, and swept heavily on the bodies of more than ten riders behind him with the strength of the cold, making them scream and fall from their horses. And with the strength of the anti-shock, Wen Zhong ghostly flew forward, skillfully avoiding the three or five blades attacking from the side, and caught up with Zhang Liang's horse again, his left arm swept away Zhang Liang's headless corpse, and the bird occupied the dove's nest on the horse's back, and the horse galloped.

The pitch-black blade slashed left and right, like wind and lightning, blood splashed, beautiful, and nearly ten horses fell off their horses in a few breaths...... Wen Zhong was covered in blood, swung his sword and slapped the horse's stock, urging the horse to gallop in circles, leaving behind more than 100 corpses and ownerless horses, and nearly 200 knights chasing frantically behind.

The sword hung diagonally on the side of the horse's belly, the last drop of blood fell from the tip of the sword, and the blade of the sword glowed with a faint eerie red glow, breaking through the whirring winter wind as the horse galloped, making a terrible sound like a ghost crying wolf, which was terrifying.

Looking back at the two hundred pursuers who were still a hundred zhang away, Wen Zhong shook his hand and inserted the sword into the scabbard on the saddle, and took out the divine bow that belonged to Zhang Liang hanging from the horse's belly.

Although this bow is not as good as those top-level magic weapon divine bows, it is also a high-quality divine bow specially collected by Zhang Liang.

In the gallop of the horse, Wen Zhong picked up two arrows, opened the full moon with the bow, and with the subtle sense of the Heavenly Palace's Six Heavenly Realms, he instantly locked on to the cavalry galloping in front of him.

In the next moment, the bowstring exploded, the arrows roared, and lightning burst through the air.

"Wow...... Woo ......"

Several terrible and miserable cries sounded almost at the same time, and Wen Zhong couldn't help but smile with satisfaction, turned the horse's head, and headed towards Linxi City. Being in the middle of the battlefield, and surrounded by the enemy, Wen Zhong didn't dare to stay, this is not a battle of a few people, it is a battlefield of thousands of people, it is really going to be surrounded, the other party is piling up with human lives, even if it is the Seven Heavens of the Heavenly Palace, I am afraid that it will be consumed alive.