On this battlefield covered in blood, these black beetles have already shown their horror to the fullest.

The Mo cavalry was still advancing, and the front end of their formation was like a sharp arrow, piercing the phalanx of the Shenwu Heavenly Army.

The Shenwu Heavenly Army that stood in front of them could not retreat, and could only watch as the billowing black torrent surged, gnawing away the hard armor on their bodies.

If they were told now that a man would dare to ride alone against such a terrible torrent, they would definitely think it was a joke.

However, Xiang Chu was indeed the one who was charging, in the face of the torrent composed of Xuanweizi, he did not dodge or avoid, and he didn't even blink his eyes, and with the neighing of the war horse "Wu Qi" under his crotch, a man and a horse rushed directly into the torrent.

"This ......" Qin Ke and Abu were on the other side of the river, although they couldn't see the details clearly, they could still see Xiang Chu rushing into the Xuanwei Zi like this, and they couldn't help but exclaim.

You must know that the reason why the Xuanwei on the battlefield has not eaten the human body so far is not that they can't do it, but that Wang Xuanwei hasn't done it.

Xuanwei likes to eat iron and stone by nature, and does not have much interest in flesh and blood, if Wang Xuanwei wants to forcibly control these Xuanwei to gnaw flesh and blood, it must take more energy, and if Xuanwei is allowed to only eat according to instinct, it will be much easier.

In the tomb of King Ye at the beginning, Wang Xuanwei controlled the Xuanwei, and even ate the bodies of those terrible giant snakes, and the thick and hard scales of those giant snakes could not be stopped, not to mention the fragile human body?

But since Xiang Chu is a master of the Great Grandmaster realm, he naturally has his extraordinary.

If Qin Ke and Abu could put their eyes into the black torrent, they would be surprised to find that in the midst of the black, Xiang Chu was moving forward alone, although countless Xuanwei Zi were constantly squeezing towards him, but once they really touched Xiang Chu's body, they would suddenly shook, as if they had been struck by lightning, and fell downward.

Outwardly, these microns may still be intact, but if someone dissects their bodies and looks closely, they will find that the internal organs of these microns have exploded into a pulp.

The majestic qi and blood continued to stir in Xiang Chu's body, and his skin became hot because of it, like a piece of red-hot iron, and like lava gushing out of a volcano.

Such a method, if it was Qin Ke to do it, I am afraid that it would only take a few breaths to exhaust his whole body qi and blood and die, even if he stepped into a higher level of the Junior Grandmaster realm, it would be impossible to maintain it for half a moment.

This is not surprising, after all, although there are few masters in the realm of small grandmasters in this world, they can occasionally meet one or two, and if it is a big family, they will have several small grandmaster realms at the same time.

Among the practitioners, there is a saying: "All under the grandmaster are ants".

Even if he gathers a few masters of the Little Grandmaster realm, once he is up against someone like Xiang Chu, I am afraid it will be difficult to hold out for a long time.

The Xuanwei people couldn't get close to Xiang Chu's body, so they shifted their targets and rushed towards the war horses under his crotch.

This is a dark war horse, majestic like a giant beast, its tight muscles can be seen everywhere, when it runs, its hooves are like thunder, its snort is like an arrow, and even a lot of mystic micronos can't distinguish the direction.

But the mynevino here is not one or two, not ten or twenty, but tens or millions, of course, it is impossible to drive all the bugs away.

With a buzzing sound, the genvino climbed its legs, climbed its neck, climbed its head, climbed anywhere they could, and frantically tore at it with its tiny but sharp mouthparts that could break gold and crack stones.

The black war horse seemed to feel the pain, neighed, and shook its neck violently, and the powerful force caused countless myxons to fall off, but soon a larger number of black clouds overcame it.

Unfortunately, it still didn't hurt it a bit.

I don't know how the hairy skin of this black war horse can be so tough, even these mynevies who are invincible in the face of hard objects can't penetrate, as the war horse's four hooves jumped suddenly, and the mynevios fell to the ground again under this shock.

Xiang Chu listened to the neighing of the black war horse with some dissatisfaction, smiled slightly, and finally stopped keeping it, and the halberd in his hand rotated at will, matching with the qi and blood stirring in his chest.

With a low shout, Xiang Chu waved the halberd, and almost at the same time as he exerted his strength, the halberd had turned into a violent wind.

With a "boom", countless myriano shot out involuntarily, and the black torrent suddenly stopped at this moment, and then exploded into a huge gap!

"I ...... Qin Ke and Abu let out an exclamation at the same time, and it could be seen from their position that Xiang Chu was less than a foot away from Wang Xuanwei at the moment!......

In fact, Xiang Chu rushed into the torrent for a short time, so in the eyes of onlookers, Xiang Chu just rushed into the torrent all at once, and then, a gap exploded in the torrent composed of this insect swarm, and at that moment, Xiang Chu arrived in front of Wang Xuanwei.

A distance of one zhang, ordinary people need to walk two or three steps, but for these two people, it is equivalent to a distance from each other.

The Mo family cavalry beside Wang Xuanwei had all dispersed, not because they didn't want to protect Wang Xuanwei, but because an opponent like Xiang Chu could only gain a little upper hand if he desperately rushed to kill with five thousand or even tens of thousands of iron horsemen.

Instead of sacrificing this life in vain, it is better to charge forward, and maybe kill a few more Tang soldiers before dying.

For a moment, the battlefield seemed to split into two.

One is the frontal battlefield between the Mo cavalry and the Shenwu Heavenly Army, and the other is the duel between Wang Xuanwei and Xiang Chu, or rather, this is the war between the two of them.

Xiang Chu is not the kind of person who likes vassal elegance, naturally, the halberd in his hand is also the same as his style, concise and direct, without too many gorgeous moves.

He simply swung it out, and from Qin Ke's eyes, this halberd was like an old farmer wielding a hoe ploughing the land under his feet, but he didn't think it was funny, but felt that such a halberd was extremely terrifying.

The simplest and most unpretentious movements often contain the greatest power.

And Xiang Chu's halberd was swung out, and the wind driven by it was almost like hundreds of people shouting and roaring in unison, blowing Wang Xuanwei's hair scattering everywhere, and the robe hunting sounded, it can be expected that if Wang Xuanwei was hit by this halberd, I was afraid that the bones of his whole body would be shattered.

The physical body is not strong enough, which is a common defect of spiritual cultivators, although it is said that many times their strength at a distance can force qi and blood cultivators to get close, but in the face of Xiang Chu, how can Wang Xuanwei isolate him from a safe distance?

But Wang Xuanwei was not panicked, and his eyes that slowly closed were not because the wind driven by this halberd was too violent, but because he wanted to see this halberd clearly.

It sounds strange to close your eyes to see clearly. But for spiritual cultivators like Wang Xuanwei, their perception is so keen that they have already gone beyond their five senses, and when they close their eyes, they can "see" more clearly.

The speed at which the halberd swung was very fast, but in Wang Xuanwei's dark spiritual world, it seemed to have been slowed down countless times, and every time he advanced, it was clear.

And those mynevions that had been exploded had already re-condensed in his consciousness, even closer than when they formed the torrent before, but instead of forming a shield to resist, they had become sharp spears.

This spear is more than a foot high, and it has long exceeded the limit that ordinary people can use, but for Wang Xuanwei, he is not a warrior, so naturally he does not have to hold this spear with his own hands, even so, the power attached to this spear is far stronger than anyone imagined dozens of times.

Xiang Chu saw the formation of the spear, and then fell from top to bottom, as if he was going to split him in half, he was not surprised but rejoiced, and shouted: "Good come!"