A strong feeling of ferocity and domineering struck.

The spear broke through the air, and the unparalleled power in the body of the person using the weapon behind it exploded, and the body driven by it slammed over.

In Wang Xing's senses, this person seemed to be a big fireball slamming into him.

In an instant, the spear approached, and Wang Xing also got used to this speed after sinking his heart, and grasped the opportunity he saw with the means of practicing and deducing.

A trace of qi and blood burst out in the waist, and a trace of qi and blood burst in the right arm.

Move mountains and seas!

Zheng Shi, who suddenly rushed forward, felt that he saw the waves rushing towards him, lifting his whole body away.

Wang Xing lifted Zheng Shi away, and a trace of qi and blood exploded in his body again, his right leg kicked the ground, and his left shoulder was blown open by the fourth blood silk thread and wrapped in a blue and black film.

Black Mountain Print!

Wang Xing's figure flew out like a hill, and crashed into Zheng Shi, who was lifted in mid-air.

There was a sound of metal twisting and bones shattering, and Wang Xing stood in the position of Zheng Shi just now, and Zheng Shi had already fallen into the crowd and was caught by several generals.

Wang Xing was about to continue to rush forward, and Jie Xiang, who was holding a sword on the side, was cold, but he did not lose his mind.

Jie Xiang shouted in horror in his heart: "Heavy Mountain Formation!! ”

Wow!

The sound of armor pieces rubbing against each other sounded. The soldiers on the left and right, including the rear, whether they were once commanded by Jie Xiang or Zheng Shi, they all acted in unison at this moment.

The soldiers in the first and second rows slammed their shields, which were nearly a man high, and slammed them to the ground.

Rumble! Rumble!

The soldiers rushed towards Wang Xing in stride, and they slammed into Wang Xing desperately.

Wang Xing's arms were outstretched, and several elites with shields fell and fell back in embarrassment. But layer after layer of soldiers in the rear, desperately bullying themselves.

The three of them formed a row and were repelled by Wang Xing, and the layers of soldiers in the second, third, fourth, and fifth rows in the rear insisted on facing their comrades in front, even if they used the first row as a shield, they had to surround Wang Xing.

Wang Xing retreated, his eyes swept around, and the shield soldiers from all directions staggered forward, and the shield soldiers who stayed in place shrank with the encirclement, from the width of only two rows to the third and fourth rows.

Wang Xingfei wanted to pass them, but what was waiting for him was a volley of arrows, and the soldiers who forcibly jumped up and collided with him holding a small shield in the human wall.

Such a neat and strict array and a difficult style made Wang Xing instantly think of the time he had faced.

In the Spring Sheep Country where he went first, there was also an old man who trained the Lotus Sword Formation. It was the old man who made Wang Xing, who was in the scattered crowd, suddenly wake up from his invincible dream.

Now it was the same, as he swelled to come forward to attack, he was once again repelled by the sudden outbreak of the unequaled general, and at the same time encountered the military formation that blocked him and could not force it out.

However, unlike at the beginning, Wang Xing will not be quickly besieged and killed this time because of exhaustion and lack of experience.

Wang Xing landed on the ground, and his arms were thrown to the sides, and those who had shields were repulsed, and those who did not were shot in the face and died.

The death of the soldiers around him dissipated, and Wang Xing also made a quick move, beating the people around him with his fists and kicks, and forcibly clearing out a certain space.

With space, Wang Xing's body twisted suddenly, and while quickly discerning the current situation, he quickly punched and kicked out.

He was like a tumbler who was being pushed, a top-heavy drunk, punching at random in a series of upside-downs and waves in the crowd.

As the king was reversed, the sound of continuous impact continued to come.

The head and ankle that the shield did not protect were shattered and trampled off, and Wang Xing further expanded his range of motion when the soldiers in the rear rushed forward to squeeze him.

Facing the collision and squeezing of a large number of soldiers' shields, Wang Xing stomped on the shields in one direction, turned over and crossed several shield soldiers, and smashed the heads of the soldiers who jumped up to block him with one punch, and landed among the soldiers who did not have a shield as a wall.

Swords were added in all directions, Wang Xing's left arm was blocked in front of him, and his right arm was suddenly twisted with his body.

Bang bang bang!

The bones of the soldiers around him were broken by the ultimate beating, vomiting blood and retreating, Wang Xing's eyes observed the current situation with the help of the gap in his arm, and when he saw that there was no threat from the strong, he suddenly bullied forward.

The tough attitude and body rushed out, and the soldiers clashed with their beliefs and Wang Xing's will, and they collapsed for thousands of miles.

Wang Xing slammed out of the crowd with force, he held an iron helmet with a five-finger handprint in his hand, and the soldiers who were carried and smashed were dissipated and shattered because their heads were shattered and their bodies were constantly hit by heavy blows.

Wang Xing looked at the unparalleled generals and generals who had already fled without a trace, especially the two strongest ones, and was silent.

He was woken up by the general, and his heart did not dare to swell again.

However, the warrior's confidence in his own strength, including the contradiction of Zheng Guo's soldiers killing people when they see someone, the grudge between him and Zheng Guo, and most importantly, the reward at the time of settlement, did not stop Wang Xing.

The iron helmet in his hand twisted, and he turned and rushed up with a single blow, slashing his soldier's shoulders and causing him to fall to his knees.

Wang Xing let go of the iron helmet, snatched the iron sword from the soldier's hand, and threw it suddenly, piercing the head of the soldier behind him with a blow.

There are no unparalleled generals and generals, and it will not be bad if enough elite soldiers are killed!

With his strong body, Wang Xing brazenly rushed into the crowd.

In the process, because there were no generals, Wang Xing also turned off the death battle to reduce the consumption of willpower.

Strength, defense, and speed have all been sharply reduced by three percent, but Wang Xing's physical foundation is already enough to completely crush the generals and soldiers when he is not facing the peerless generals. At this time, facing these soldiers who are slightly stronger than the ironclad army, but will not reach the strength of three hundred catties per person, it is like a tiger entering a flock.

Wang Xing's experience in facing the siege of different enemies in the practice was displayed at this time.

The left-handed spear sweeps to repel a large number of enemies, and the right-hand spear kills with precision.

Wang Xing is like a silent machine, accomplishing the goal little by little.

The elite soldiers continued to attack in the darkness, but what they saw was not that the enemy's physical strength was greatly consumed, and gradually the physical strength was exhausted and fell.

Enemies will be wounded, their skin will be cut, they can do it, that's all.

As the besieging people around Wang Xing became fewer and fewer, nearly two hundred elite soldiers died, and the ground was full of ironclad weapons, even the die-hard centurions could not bear it.

Whether it's fear or attrition, it's too big!

"There's enough time to procrasper." The centurion whispered and shouted, "Retreat!" Fall back! ”

Even the determined elite soldiers were relieved when they heard this order. They are elite soldiers, but they are not stupid people who know that they are not opponents, and they still stupidly rush to die.

The remaining more than 800 ironclad troops behind the palace began to retreat in an orderly manner, and they spread out towards the entrances and exits of the two palaces. At this time they all hoped that the enemy would not pursue them.

But when the elite soldiers gradually retreated, they saw the direction of the entrance, and there was an ironclad army in action, using disassembled wooden strips and stones to block the entrance.

Several centurions of the Ironclad Army scolded angrily: "Get out! ”

A few people wanted to rush up and kick out this group of fools, but they only had one commander, and that was Zheng Shi and Jie Xiang, who were of noble blood in the team and came here for merit. The rest, whether they are ironclad soldiers or generals, can only be reprimanded by them.

And Zheng Shi and Jie Xiang let them stay, but they will definitely not close the door.

The centurions felt that something was wrong, but their noble identity made them not realize for the first time that the ironclad army in front of them might not be their own people.

Several centurions of the Ironclad Army stepped forward, but they were met with a continuous rain of arrows. Several people wore iron armor to block a large number of shots, but the rain of arrows completely stunned them.

Why? They are also soldiers of Zheng Guo, but they attack them? Don't want to live anymore?

No one will answer these centurions.

A large number of stones were piled up in front of the gate, and on one side of the gate were several centurions of the Iron Armor Army and a military general.

Although there were fewer elites in front of the door on the other side, Wang Xing was already in hot pursuit.

The ironclad army, which had lost the resilience of resistance, was strangled by Wang Xing in the chaos. On the other side, there are generals to resist, although the strength of the centurion of the ironclad army under Zheng Shi and Jie Xiang is not weak, but it has not reached the level of military generals.

If you don't have enough strength, you will be blocked.

Time is delayed, and it will catch up.

Wang Xing's physical strength was seriously lost, but he led the ironclad army under his command to share the firepower, and without any accidents, the remaining ironclad army was completely annihilated.

At this time, Wang Xing was covered with wounds, his skin was broken everywhere, and his muscles were already constantly attacked and slashed, especially with the explosion of his own strength, which aggravated this injury.

If it weren't for the solid foundation of many body strengthenings, allowing Wang Xing to forcibly support him until now, and replacing him with a martial artist or a peerless martial artist purely for explosive power, he would have consumed himself to death.

Wang Xing, who had completely annihilated the enemy, gasped, and when he killed only more than 300 people left, he could only kill a few centurions on his command, and most of the rest were done by the ironclad army under his command.

Even during this time, many remnants of the Red Deer Country were found by his subordinate ironclad troops who were moving around because he killed the generals, and participated in the siege together.

When all the enemies in front of him died, leaving behind the armor all over the ground, Wang Xing's burden in front of him was put down.

In one breath, the tense will also dissipated, and for a while, a feeling of dizziness came, and with the pain and fatigue all over his body, he couldn't help but want to lie down and rest immediately.

Fortunately, this time Wang Xing did not run out of oil and dried up, he resisted the feeling of dizziness, and under the gradually brightening sky, he was stared at by the ironclad army, the elite soldiers of the Red Deer Country, and the Red Deer people from all directions.

Wang Xing cleared his throat and did not immediately determine the settlement.

After this killing, Wang Xing already knew that his next harvest would definitely swell sharply. With this strength, his strength will soar again.

It is precisely because of this calmness that Wang Xing feels that the world in front of him has become much easier.

Wang Xing looked back on the past, he was like being tied to the front of a high-speed train, passively waving his hands. All he could do was pray that he wouldn't die before the train hit the wall, and all he could do was pat the newspapers and beer bottles that flew along the way.

The gloomy and depressing feeling of being rushed made the world in his eyes have only one way to become stronger.

But now, even if Wang Xing's heart is swollen and awakened, he still has a feeling.

After the next strengthening, the concentration is nothing more than that.

In that case, there's nothing to be afraid of.

Wang Xing lifted the burden of his whole body, and he felt that he had entered the interior of the carriage from the head of the train.

Without the threat of being hit alive, even if the train crashed, he was able to jump out of the train and escape.

At this moment, Wang Xing couldn't help but raise the iron gun in his hand.

"Win!"

Wang Xing has won himself a respite, and he is no longer a chick who can't resist.

And the remnants of the Red Deer Country in front of them also escaped death because of Wang Xing's tough strength and hard fighting.

They wept with joy and couldn't help but shout.

"We won!"

"Win!"

"Ahhhh