Three days later, noon was approaching.

It was August, the hot day was at the head, and the ten-mile wasteland between the two armies was scorched, and the space was slightly twisted.

Boom! Boom! Boom......

The war drums sounded in the military camp of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and the sound of war drums became more and more rapid, and tens of millions of troops got up together, like the rising waves of the sea, which grew to hundreds of miles, and was extremely spectacular.

On a huge wooden chariot, Meng Xuan of Tongwu Valley stood, his hands behind his waist, he squinted his eyes and looked into the distance.

As far as the eye can see, a large number of chariots are distributed in the army of the Nine Dynasties, all kinds of war equipment, there are everything, the tens of millions of troops fighting alone are dozens of miles long, and the grain army in the rear is long to the end of the wasteland, and it is difficult to estimate the number.

Countless cavalry ranks waited in the front row of the army, and countless heavily armored soldiers waited behind the cavalry.

When the army of the Nine Dynasties sounded the drums of war, the army of Dajing was already waiting.

Jiang Yu also stood on the chariot, so that he could easily see the entire battlefield, he was dispatching troops and letting the various armies line up, so as not to be scattered by the torrent of the enemy's army, but no matter how he arranged the formation, compared with the enemy's formation, it seemed vulnerable.

Arakawa, Ling Xiao and the disciples of Longqiguan stood together, they were extremely nervous, in the face of tens of millions of troops, who was not afraid?

"Will the Taoist really come?"

"Isn't it true that Pastor Sheng is coming lately?"

"I'm afraid that this is just a statement from above to stabilize the morale of the military."

"Either way, there's no way back!"

"Damn, there are so many enemies, if we rush on the opposite side once, will we be dead?"

They whispered, not only to them, but to all armies.

Ling Xiao took a deep breath, his right hand tightly grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist, although he roamed the rivers and lakes, it was the first time he went to the battlefield.

Arakawa noticed his nervousness, but did not comfort him, because he was also nervous, which was much more exaggerated than the Shuzhou battlefield, and the pressure was indescribable.

In the distance, Li Min was comforting his subordinates, he came on the orders of Jiang Changsheng, and he brought a thousand people, most of them were Jianghu rangers.

This time, Li Min was determined to make the God Killing Demon Sword famous all over the world, Jiang Changsheng said, let him behave well, and seek an official position for him after defeating the enemy army, no longer wandering in the market.

Zhang Tianren also stood in front of his army, he constantly adjusted his mentality, although he fought all his life, it was the first time he faced a war of such a scale, in addition to pressure, he was more enthusiastic.

Even if you are defeated and lose your country, you will have no regrets in this life!

A figure suddenly jumped out of the Dajing military camp and landed on the wasteland a hundred feet away in front of him, facing tens of millions of troops alone.

It was Ping'an, he put the huge double hammer on the ground, he sat on one of the giant hammers, waiting for the big battle to come, he rested his hands on his knees, tilted his head to look at the army of the Nine Dynasties, his eyes were as fierce as a beast, his breathing became more and more rapid, and the muscles of his body were shaking.

He can't wait to go to war!

The appearance of Ping An also reassured many soldiers, most of them have seen the ferocity of Ping An, this is the strongest general in Dajing, who has broken through hundreds of thousands of troops alone, and no one can stop him.

The martial arts people asked who the person was, and after learning the name of Ping'an, they suddenly realized it, and their eyes were full of admiration.

Although Ping An is stupid, his life is too brilliant, and as a Dajing person, everyone admires him.

It is said that today's emperors can succeed in ascending the throne, one relies on the immortal master, and the other relies on Ping An fierce generals, among all Jiang Ziyu's military exploits, Ping An is a fierce general who rushes to the front, and he is indomitable!

Minutes and seconds passed.

It's noon!

The war drums of the army of the Nine Dynasties came to an abrupt end, and the heavens and the earth were quiet.

On the chariot, Meng Xuan opened his eyes suddenly, raised the big knife in his hand, and shouted angrily: "The whole army listens to the order, sets foot on the big scene, conquers Sizhou, and advances!" ”

This sound is like a thunderbolt exploding, thundering on the ground, and shaking the battlefield.

"Kill—"

Tens of thousands of soldiers shouted in unison, the earth trembled violently, and the army of the Nine Dynasties swept towards the Dajing camp like a terrifying torrent, this torrent was very slow, but it made people desperate.

The Dajing soldiers in the front row are all discolored, and the tens of millions of people stationed in the camp are already shocking, and shouting in unison and moving forward together is even more heartbreaking.

The horses of the Dajing cavalry were all frightened, raising their hooves and neighing, restless, but fortunately they were appeased in time.

The cavalry of the Nine Dynasties was in front, hundreds of thousands of people, followed by infantry and chariots, the speed was not fast, but the rhythm was full of oppressive force.

The soldiers of Dajing were all sweating profusely and swallowing their saliva.

Many people's hands shaking as they held their weapons.

Rao is Jiang Yu also saw that his scalp was numb, and he prayed silently in his heart: "Brother Changsheng, you must come......"

After a stick of incense, the army of the Nine Dynasties was less than three miles away from Dajing, and all the Dajing soldiers were already sweating.

At this moment, hundreds of thousands of cavalry of the Nine Dynasties suddenly accelerated.

"Kill—"

A general from Tiangang raised Fang Tian's halberd and roared, and hundreds of thousands of cavalry roared.

"Kill—"

Hundreds of thousands of cavalry charged at full speed, the power was terrifying, and the earth trembled even more violently, frightening the legs of the Dajing soldiers.

Cavalry, nightmare on the battlefield!

A dynasty can come up with 200,000 cavalry, it is already the overlord, the Dajing soldiers have never seen so many cavalry, not to mention 500,000, or even more, they didn't dare to think before, but today they have seen it, and they are still enemies.

The cavalry charged, swallowing mountains and rivers, unstoppable!

The distance is getting closer!

When the two sides were less than two miles apart, Ping An stood up, he held a giant hammer in one hand, raised his twin hammers, and roared angrily.

"Roar—"

This roar actually overwhelmed the shouting and killing of hundreds of thousands of cavalry, it was King Kong Xiao!

Alone against thousands of enemy troops, fearless, just for a battle!

When the world is the overlord too!

The peace at this moment turned into the god of war in the eyes of all the Dajing soldiers, and the fear in the hearts of the Dajing soldiers suddenly disappeared.

With a hideous face and a murderous smile, Ping An struck each other with his hammers, roaring excitedly, waiting for the enemy to approach.

The cavalrymen who charged ahead were all frightened by his courage, but they did not slow down, and they were equally confident, because there were tens of thousands of comrades behind them.

The distance between the two sides is quickly shortened!

Fifty zhang!

Thirty zhang!

At this moment, the sky suddenly darkened, and everyone looked up, all of them with their mouths wide open and their faces in disbelief.

"How could it be ......"

General Tiangang, who was holding Fang Tian's halberd, had a ghostly expression on his face, his eyeballs trembled, revealing a look of despair.

I saw a huge purple palm shadow squeezing through the sea of clouds, hitting down like Mount Tai pressing down, the size of the purple palm shadow was immeasurable, and hundreds of thousands of cavalry all felt the darkness of the sky and the earth.

Meng Xuan on the chariot took two steps forward, dumbfounded.

"Golden ...... Gold...... He's coming! ”

Meng Xuan said in a trembling voice, clenching the big knife in his hand.

Boom!

The purple palm shadow smashed down, kicking up rolling dust, drowning hundreds of thousands of cavalry, and the tens of millions of troops behind followed to stop, and the wind mixed with sand and dust whistling in all directions, whether it was the army of the Nine Dynasties or the soldiers of Dajing, they raised their hands to cover their eyes.

Peace was also submerged in dust, and from a distance, it looked like a dust storm rising up, flying hundreds of feet high, sweeping across the heavens and the earth.

The wind was howling, and Jiang Yu, who was standing on the chariot, was relieved, and there was dust on all sides, making him unable to see, but he knew that the man was coming.

Xu Tianji, Arakawa, Zong Tianwu, Ling Xiao, Zhang Tianren, etc., many people who knew that the Immortal Master was coming were all excited.

"What was that?"

"What a terrifying palm shadow, what a vast skill to have such a domineering power!"

"Who's coming? Enemy, or friend? ”

"It must be a friendly army, that palm is aimed at the enemy, my God, I felt the sky fall just now!"

"Yes, the sky is really falling, how big that palm is, it feels like a mountain!"

The Dajing soldiers were talking excitedly, and the generals shouted one after another, telling them to be ready and not relax.

A figure descended from the sky and fell in front of peace through the billowing dust.

Ping An felt the figure beside him, and subconsciously lifted the giant hammer and swung it away.

Bang!

Ping An was moved, his giant hammer was blocked by one of the other party's fingers, and his face became even more hideous.

"Don't make a fuss."

A familiar voice came, and he was stunned, and his hideous expression instantly turned into a smile on his face.

"Division...... Master......"

Ping An shouted excitedly, and a gust of wind swept up, scattering the surrounding dust, and Jiang Changsheng's figure was revealed.

Jiang Changsheng was wearing a big feather robe of Gou Chen Tiangong, wearing a Taihang sword at his waist, holding a unicorn whisk in his hand, waving the breeze to disperse the dust of the battlefield.

Soon, the battlefield was revealed, and everyone looked frightened and frightened.

In front of Jiang Changsheng and the others, there was flesh and blood all over the ground, there were horse corpses, and human corpses, all of which had been crushed into pulp, mixed with stumps, covering a radius of several miles.

A huge palm print appeared, two hundred zhang wide and nearly three hundred zhang long, but it was not very deep, and there were many corpses on the edge of the palm print, forming a purgatory zone.

This scene shook the eyes and hearts of everyone on both sides.

This palm killed at least 100,000 cavalry!

The cavalrymen who were almost shocked to death froze in place, staring blankly at the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood in front of them.

"Master!"

Arakawa roared excitedly, and the disciples of Longqiguan cheered one after another, and the Dajing camp suddenly exploded.

"Is it the Immortal Master of the Dragon Rising Temple?"

"Shhh

"It's terrible, is this the mastery of Longqiguan, worthy of the martial arts holy land of Dajing!"

"Valkyrie is here! It's the Martial God! Martial arts myths! ”

"Hahahaha, we're saved!"

"Is this the power that a warrior can achieve? None of the gods I've ever seen on the battlefield are far less strong! ”

Dajing's millions of soldiers were in a hurry, and the sound was about to lift the sky.

They were so excited that they almost fainted, they were all ready to die, but they didn't expect the immortal immortal master divine soldier to descend from the sky and interrupt the battlefield with one palm!

They will never forget this power for the rest of their lives!

Unforgettable!

The soldiers of the Nine Dynasties Army were all pale and trembling, and some even fell to the ground with their weapons.

What do they see?

Is this human?

Jiang Changsheng looked ahead, and saw a figure rising from the rear of the army of the Nine Dynasties, all of them were gods.

Eight gods and men!

It is not the pseudo-gods who burn their lives in the Mahayana Dragon Tower, but the real gods, all of whom are powerful, and they have a terrible wind around them.

Meng Xuan was also among them, his face was gloomy, and he stared at Jiang Changsheng deadly.

Although they knew the Golden Body Realm, they had never seen the Golden Body Realm make a move, and Jiang Changsheng's move today shocked them.

What kind of martial arts can this be!

Meng Xuan shouted loudly: "Please Dongfang seniors take action!" ”

His voice echoed under the sky, and he understood that if he didn't contain Jiang Changsheng and let Jiang Changsheng slaughter the battlefield, it would be over.

(End of chapter)