The 870 war begins

Cultivate for a period of time. Wang An's killing clone has greatly increased its combat power. It's time to test your own combat prowess.

The emperor came to the door.

At this moment, the killing division moved physically and mentally, the bloody killing sword appeared in his hand, and the human sword was combined to kill the past.

It was a sword light, incomparably bright, with murderous intent.

It was a killing machine, containing a killing avenue.

It was a killing avenue of light that swept over, and the emperor was rolling, and the sermon was sprayed, and even turned into the emperor.

It was a sword of lore, a sword was struck, the avenue roared, and heaven and earth should be in harmony.

Fight directly with the spear. "Zheng, Zheng, Zheng" sparks splashed everywhere.

The spear is weird, ferocious, and the sword light is ferocious and incomparable.

The figures are staggered, the avenue collides, where the sky collapses and the earth cracks, it instantly turns into nothingness, and in the blink of an eye, it is restored again.

The battle was fierce, and with a muffled snort, the two rays of light finally separated.

The killing clone had flying hair and stood in the air, as if he hadn't made a move, and the Blood Killing Sword had returned to his back.

The emperor was different, his face was a little pale, and drops of blood were dripping from his arms.

"You're not a pure Killing Dao, it's just a killing machine! I'm not with you anymore!"

As soon as the words fell, the emperor's body shook and slowly disappeared.

The killing clone smiled slightly: "Since you're here, don't think about leaving, leave Ben Hou behind!"

As he spoke, the Immortal Killing Sword suddenly shot out and swung it, looking extremely difficult, drawing an inexplicable trajectory.

At that moment, the heavens and the earth roared, the avenue soared into the sky, and the sword light was bright, as if the whole heaven and earth were that brilliant sword light.

It was the three heavenly killing forms comprehended by the killing clone, but now it can exert a little power.

The sword was like lightning, breaking through the void and cutting down the void.

The space was divided, as if a trajectory had been drawn in the air, and it could not be healed for a long time.

There was a muffled snort. Blood shot out, and there was a little blood behind the emperor who escaped thousands of miles away.

was hit by the killing machine that burst out of the sword.

Then a series of brilliant sword lights, the avenues were intertwined, and they swept over directly, and they were still thousands of miles away at first, and they came behind the emperor in an instant.

The emperor was shocked and angry, with a wave of the spear, he used all his strength to turn into a spear, which was the light of the avenue, fierce and invincible, the heavens and the earth collapsed, and soon the spear and the light collided together, constantly dissolving, and the figures were staggered.

There was an incredible look on the emperor's face, and then his body suddenly disappeared, as if he hadn't appeared. Reduced to fly ash.

Where the killing clone appeared, a wound appeared on his arm, and the light of the avenue shone for a long time and could not heal.

"If you don't exchange injuries for injuries, it's really difficult to kill! The three types of heaven killing are really powerful, 1 I don't know what level I can reach when I practice them all, I'm afraid it will be difficult for the emperor to take a few moves!"

Now it is not difficult to kill the emperor without using other means.

The road of killing is to move forward bravely, kill a qiē, be ruthless to others and not give a chance, and be even more ruthless to yourself, and make a casual shot with all your strength.

It seems that when an emperor is killed, the killing machine is completely shattered again, and the killing avenue has increased slightly.

The killing clone nodded with satisfaction, and with a shake of his body, he disappeared.

"What, the two emperors sent are dead, it seems that there is a change in Changzhou City, and the Daqing Kingdom has sent a master to come!"

The general said at this time.

"General, my subordinates have already heard and understood, it is the champion Hou Wang'an, who is leading the Shenwu Army, but it is not the most elite Shenwu Army in the kingdom, but it is called by himself. Champion Hou is a rising star, and it is said that he is super strong in combat and can fight with the emperor. And the Zhang family in the city who took refuge in us has been strangled, and the others dare not continue to contact us, general, look!"

"What is in the face of absolute power, it is all vain, whether it is the champion Hou, even if the emperor of the Daqing Kingdom is here. They are all bound to lose, and besides, our way is only to contain the armies of some kingdoms, and the real decision is not ours, but in the imperial city!" The general continued: "The herald immediately opened to Wangjiazhen, and uprooted the Wangjia, I don't believe that Wang An will not send troops to Wangjiazhen! At that time, it is the time of the decisive battle, I want to see how many emperors in the Daqing Kingdom come to kill this general!"

The general said confidently.

"The general's subordinates said a polite word, if we start it later, wait for everyone to recover all their cultivation, and then we will launch it, and it is not in the palm of our hands to seek a kingdom. ”

This subordinate doesn't quite understand, you must know that the people who were sealed by the White Dragon Emperor are all masters, there are many emperors, and there are even nine-turn emperors, and the emperor is still the half-step emperor.

The seal of more than 100,000 years, the cultivation has plummeted, and the vitality is not pure, if it is not for the secret method to take away, I am afraid it will be difficult to resurrect.

Now that he has been resurrected, he doesn't understand why he attacked so early.

"What do you know, our resurrection is against the sky, luck is not there, there are many disasters, if we don't seize luck, I'm afraid we will all suffer the catastrophe of heaven and earth, and it will be difficult to survive!" said the general at this time.

The resurrection is inherently a rebellion, and it would be nice if it could be smooth sailing. Now you can only fight as hard as you can and snatch your luck, otherwise you will be able to improve your cultivation to a higher level, and the catastrophe you will face will be absolutely amazing!

In front of Wangjia Town, there are many military camps, 200,000 troops of the Great Yan Dynasty, the military camps stretch for 20 miles, the flags are displayed, the momentum is soaring, and the heaven and earth are all smashed.

One after another, the light of the avenue rushed to the sky, and it was obvious that there were not many emperors, and at a glance, there were no less than ten people.

On the side of Wangjiazhen, the army of Changzhou City is also gathered.

Here the barracks are scattered and morale is not high.

Those were the private soldiers of the major families in Changzhou City.

There are city guards behind them, but they are well-equipped, and they are all full of murderous intent.

Behind is the Chinese army camp where Wang An killed the clone.

The soldiers of this Divine Martial Battalion are all masters of the Liuhe Sword Sect, who have cultivated to the Martial God level in the past few decades.

The main thing is that there are killers.

One by one, they are also full of murderous intent. The momentum shook the sky, and the blood was shining on the face.

"Master Hou, this city lord is strange, it's been a few days of confrontation, why haven't they launched an attack yet!"

The two armies are facing each other, and at first glance it is not at the same level, and when it comes to a real big battle, in addition to the city guards, the Shenwu Battalion does not know how the combat power is.

Private soldiers are an absolute rabble and vulnerable.

"They are not in a hurry, what are we in a hurry, besides, it is estimated that they are going to attack, after all, if they don't move, it will be a great blow to morale!" Wang An's killing clone said lightly at this time.

As soon as the words fell, he sounded alone.

The army of the Great Yan Dynasty finally walked out of the camp, and the 200,000 troops, densely packed and overwhelming, came over step by step, the war horses roared, and the flags were waved.

The momentum is terrifying. The private battalion panicked.

"What are you afraid of, they haven't walked in front of the camp yet, assemble, gather for Lao Tzu, show your momentum, don't embarrass the family!"

At the same time, the Shenwu Battalion opened up, and a pair of masters dressed in black and carrying swords on their backs walked out, with the intention of killing again.

"Out of the camp to fight!" a shout appeared.

The private soldiers who had been assembled for half a day slowly walked out of the camp, but they were still frightened one by one.

Bullying ordinary people, they are good hands, such a big battle, they have never experienced it, and they are all terrified.

"Stop!" The general waved his arm, and the Dayan army stopped five miles away from the Changzhou army.

"Whoever is in command on the other side, come and talk!" one of the soldiers shouted.

Wang An killed the clone, and stepped out into the air in one step: "Hou Wang'an, the champion of this Daqing Kingdom!"

"I, the Great Yan Dynasty, General Zuo, Wang An will give you a chance to surrender quickly, there is still glory and wealth, otherwise today will be the time when you will die!" said the general proudly.

"If you want to fight, you will fight, and don't talk nonsense!" said the killing clone loudly.

"This is what you asked for, before you completely retreat, you still have a chance, go up and kill, no one will be left!" the general waved his arm.

Suddenly, the 200,000 army stepped on a neat pace, and the momentum was practiced all over again, extremely thick and depressed, and directly forced over.

Five miles, three miles, two miles, one mile.

"Shoot the arrows!" The private soldiers couldn't bear that kind of pressure and released the arrows directly.

The rain of arrows was like flying, densely covering the sky, exuding energy, and the sound of sighing and sighing kept ringing, and it shot directly over.

Densely packed and overwhelming.

At this moment, the army of the Great Yan Dynasty suddenly changed, countless shields were erected, the clanging sound continued, sparks splashed everywhere, and the arrows were completely blocked.

Occasionally, the shield was violently broken, and only one or two screams were released, and a few people were damaged.

At the same time, the pace of the army of the Great Yan Dynasty accelerated, and one by one the momentum turned into shapes, turning into war horses, demon beasts, and the wind under their feet, quickly approaching the army of Changzhou City.

In just three rounds of arrow rain, the army of the Great Yan Dynasty was approaching the Changzhou army.

"Kill!"

I don't know who started to roar, but the two armies finally met together, blood rained, and stumps and broken arms flew all over the sky.

The screams, the shouts of killing, and the clashing of weapons were practiced all over again.

Where there is a scuffle, people keep falling, and from a distance, it looks like two huge waves, colliding together.

Many people died in a short period of time.

One by one, the soldiers flew into the air and fought fiercely, all of them were martial gods, and the battle was extremely fierce.

After a while, the private soldiers all had a feeling of collapse.

"Master Hou, you need reinforcements!" The head of the Xu family couldn't help it, this is the elite of the family, and in a short period of time, half of them were killed in battle.

Reinforcements are necessary.

Lycoris had a gloomy face: "All of them want reinforcements, how to fight this battle, there are no reinforcements, give Lao Tzu to defend to the death, whoever loses the barracks Lao Tzu will be executed!"

The killing clone became excited at this moment, such a killing, such a murderous aura, was what he needed, and the battle was boiling at that moment.

"Who's going to fight!" flew into the air, and the killing clone shouted!

"You go, otherwise he still thinks how great he is, he can't catch those who can be caught alive, and he can't be killed!" the general immediately said to one of the guards beside him.