Chapter 370: A Critical Moment

The young man was Duan Sihan, after leaving Nebula City, he joined the army, and he happened to be in the 1.5 million army that Chu San and the others had found.

The broken halberd in his hand emitted wisps of fluctuations, and his fighting intent was powerful, like an artifact in his hand, and with a wave, the Voyeur Monk would be killed.

To the west of Starry Sky City, the battle situation here is the calmest, and the attacking Sunset soldiers are all pretending, unlike the other three places, which are already in flames of war and rivers of blood.

"Commander Fang, you can't wait any longer, give the order to attack with all your might." A marshal sat on a war horse, and spoke eagerly, with a slight displeasure in his tone, but he did not dare to say it explicitly.

The battle here was not as fierce as the other three, and it was only a small fight, and even the city walls were not breached.

A mighty middle-aged man stood on the chariot, his face was calm, there was a touch of sadness, his eyes flashed with worry, he shook his head and sighed: "If you want to attack, go and attack, Ben Shuai will not stop you." ”

The middle-aged man's black hair was like a thin willow, hanging down from his chest and back, and there was a sense of avenue, he knew that if he stopped it again, he might attract the suspicion of the Demon Emperor, Song Maojun and others.

This middle-aged man is Fang Bixian, outside Xingyu City, Fang Bixian, who took the lead in gaining insight into Chu Fan's intentions, the remaining army was all wiped out and buried in the hands of the God of Blood, Bones, and War, only the 100,000 army led by him returned to the Sunset Imperial Capital safely.

Because of this, his hidden cultivation was discovered by Song Maojun, and he was forced to improve his cultivation, reaching the early stage of the transformation realm, and was named the commander of the sunset, and his status was comparable to that of the Demon Emperor and the Hidden Emperor.

As soon as he finished speaking, the marshals and generals led the army to rush away, and began to move in earnest, and this place will also be covered by the flames of war, and the tall city wall will be destroyed in a short time, and countless people will lay dead here.

In the hearts of these marshals and generals, they believed that this battle would be won, so they wanted to make more meritorious contributions, so that they could be promoted to knighthood in the future.

Looking at the sunset soldiers who rushed to kill in front, Fang Bixian shook his head and sighed bitterly, the worry in his eyes was deeper, but behind him, there were still 100,000 soldiers who had not moved.

It can be said that these 100,000 soldiers, only obey his orders, even if they are the Emperor of the Sunset, they will not move the 100,000 army, in their eyes, although they can't be rich and noble, they will not be sent to death in vain.

In their eyes, Fang Bixian is smarter and wiser than the emperor, if they can, they would rather let Fang Bixian be the emperor.

"Song Maojun, Song Maojun, if you do this, you will bring the sunset into a desperate situation." Looking at the figures of the soldiers, Fang Bixian's face was calm, and there was an inexplicable sense of crisis in his heart, "Lang Huaxia, how can it be so easy to swallow, the Demon Devouring Sect is not my race, and its heart will be different." ”

As time passed, the sense of crisis in his heart became stronger and stronger, his face became darker and darker, his brows were deeply locked, and his face was like a haze.

"Kill!"

The shouts of killing in the starry sky city shook the sky, countless civilians and monks fell under the butcher's knives of the sunset soldiers, and the 1.5 million soldiers in China could be said to be fighting for their lives, crazy to the extreme, and completely falling into madness.

The country is ruined and the family is ruined, they would rather die in battle, shrouded in horse leather, and stain the earth with blood, than be slaves of the country, do not want to see their families slaughtered, and do not want Chinese women to be defiled.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

One by one, the monks exploded to the end, leaving not even a single intact corpse, and blood spilled on the ground.

Dozens or hundreds of civilians can be exchanged for the life of a sunset soldier, so to speak, from corpses, piled up like a mountain.

"A swarm of ants!" The Emperor smiled coldly, the curvature of the corners of his mouth was very weird, and with a wave of the black scepter in his hand, he would ambush the corpse, and no one present could stop him, with an invincible posture.

Boom, boom, boom......

In the distance, there was a sound of earth-shattering, sand and dust rushed to the sky, and in the dark night, the mountains were flattened, and the ground was even more sunken, and countless monks and strong men rushed to help.

"Shengyun Sect is here to kill the enemy!"

"Those who offend me will be killed."

"Kill the enemy, and return me to China."

"Tan Tianzong is here to kill the enemy!"

Before the sound of people arrived, they came from afar, all of them were Huaxia monks, as well as countless sect cultivators, at this moment, it had reached a critical moment, they must come, they must come.

Then, thousands of supernatural powers descended from the sky and fell into the army of the setting sun, killing countless soldiers at once, the earth collapsed, and there were crazy roars everywhere.

With their arrival, outside the city of Starry Sky City, they were also caught in the flames of war, flesh and blood flying, heads rolling off, long swords broken, spears turned to ashes, and the battle situation was really tragic.

Perhaps, one moment you killed one person, the next moment you were destroyed, and there are many madmen who directly tear apart the enemy with their bare hands, and the intestines and internal organs roll out, adding a lot of blood and horror.

It was only the front group that came, and there were countless monks behind them, even if they were far away, even if they had to pay a heavy price for coming here, they did not hesitate.

It's just that, in front of the sunset army, these monks who rushed over were only a drop in the bucket, and there were few powerhouses in the two realms of creation among them.

"Life, for the war hero, death, for the war spirit!" Blood spilled from the corner of Long Yu's mouth, there was a long wound on his left chest, golden blood flowed, and a dragon qi rushed out from his heavenly spirit cover, turning into a green dragon, opening his bloody mouth, and devouring it towards Song Maojun.

"It is a foregone conclusion that China will be destroyed!" Song Maojun stepped forward, stepping on the void, ripples in all directions, but the corners of his mouth were also bleeding, and his face looked a little pale.

"Foregone conclusion? Wish for the moon. Long Yu shouted, and a sword slashed down, like a hanging galaxy falling down, in a vast expanse.

The two fought dozens of moves again, but they were comparable, Song Maojun had the advantage in cultivation, but Long Yu made up for the gap in cultivation with the intention of swordsmanship, which led to this situation.

"Even if I die in battle today, China will not be destroyed, and in the near future, someone will wash your sunset in blood." Long Yu's tone was firm, and there was a very firm feeling, "The fairy feathers have been played with by him, let alone the sunset?!"

Presumably, the current fairy feather is no longer called fairy feather, but has become the territory of China. ”

The two fought, in the collision, there seemed to be the sound of the avenue spreading, the place where the two were fighting, the galaxy fell, the space collapsed, and various visions appeared and collapsed, forming a huge vortex, exuding wisps of faint green light, like the yellow spring in the world, revealing a palpitating and frightening atmosphere.

The corners of Song Maojun's mouth hooked into a sneer, his eyes showed contempt, he didn't care about the person in Long Yu's words at all, and sneered: "Even if he comes, the emperor will still kill him." ”

"Good, good!" Even if he said two good, Long Yu didn't dare to say that he could kill Chu Fan, and seeing Song Maojun so confident at this moment, he couldn't help but feel a little contempt in his heart, "I really want to see if you can be so hard-mouthed when the time comes." ”

The sky and the earth are full of scenes of killing, and this place is completely covered by all kinds of supernatural powers, the night is not like night, the fire is soaring to the sky, and the bright light emitted by the supernatural powers shines one after another hideous and crazy faces.