The battlefield was already in chaos, with gunsmoke everywhere, and everywhere there were Yuan Force explosions and swords intersecting. Flesh and blood fly, corpses everywhere.

From the moment the first platoon of soldiers roared and charged, the meat grinder-like war officially began.

Every soldier is trying his best to kill the enemy, and every step forward is exchanged for hundreds of deaths.

The colorful Yuan Force bombardment, the shining blade is the only light on this battlefield, although it is very dim and may be extinguished at any time, but even so, everyone is still groping forward in the darkness called "battlefield" without flinching

Or to put it another way, those who retreat on the battlefield are already dead.

What's more, Wei Zheng was still fighting with the enemy commander Yin Yu, and the battle was in full swing, and the two were equal for a while.

The coach is still taking the lead and charging into battle, how can the soldiers be greedy for life and afraid of death?

"Drink!" The knife fell, blood flew, and the soldier fell to the ground, Xing Yu gasped slightly, and his hands were already like coals wiping the new sweat from his forehead.

He looked around at the battlefield and was silent for a long time, feeling that his previous thoughts were really naïve.

He once thought that he could protect his comrades in the war, and that he could not stand for military exploits, but he had to live.

But after several battles, Xing Xuan couldn't help but begin to doubt, the day of the crow's death completely shattered his illusions, war is impermanent, if people have no duckweed, the warrior charge is still nine deaths, every battle against the enemy army is a death match, the boss is still like this, he is so full of ambition to be able to lead them home safely and soundly, and the military achievements are outstanding, it is simply too naïve, now what he can do is to do his best and resign himself to fate.

Although the eldest grandson Jing also said that it is the destiny of heaven that the soldiers died on the battlefield and the horse leather shrouded was returned.

Don't talk about the crows, even they can die in a battle at any time.

But why is there a war? He only saw loss in war.

They are not so cold to the so-called honor and military exploits, what they want is Lu Che's opera, Sister Lan's cooking, and Bu Crow's crops.

All I want is a peaceful life.

"The people should have this kind of life!"

A voice suddenly flooded into Xing Xuan's mind, causing him to shudder.

Yes, this is how people should live.

"Everything in the world will be seen as if it were mountains and seas, chasms and ravines, which are difficult to overcome by one's own strength, and do it knowing that it cannot be done, even if it is put to death, there is still a glimmer of brilliance to open the way to heaven! ”

"Accept the order without leaving home, break the enemy and then return, and give it a gift. Therefore, on the day of the teacher's departure, there is the glory of death, and there is no disgrace of life!" muttered Xing Xuan.

The Son of Heaven is in shackles, the pearl is covered with dust, chaos in the world is frequent, and the people are suffering from wars.

"Kill the Luan thief, Kuang Fu Tiandao, cut down the Luan thief, Kuang Fu Tiandao!"

Xing Xuan looked at the fighting soldiers, remembering the day when the army took the oath, and their figures overlapped with the scene of the death of the crow.

All for the greater good.

"Kill!" With a loud shout, a spear burst into the air with a cold glow.

"Xiao Zhen!" Amon and Ying Chenji shouted in unison.

He didn't know what Xing Xuan was thinking, and Ying Chenji didn't even have time to think about it, and hurriedly rushed towards him, and Amon immediately followed when he saw this.

The spear was getting closer and closer to the star, and he didn't dodge it, was it an illusion from the enemy?

Amon didn't have time to think about it, the spear was pointed straight at Xing Xuan's throat, and the soft whip in his hand was ready to fire, and the speed had already been raised to the extreme!

But in the next moment, between the lightning and flint, the body of Xing Xuan, whose eyes were full of cold and murderous aura, dodged sideways like a ghost, and the long sword in his hand quickly and violently plunged into the enemy's chest!

The man's eyes widened, and the red blood swelled.

"Brush" Xing Xuan pulled back the blade of the sword, and with a wave of the blood on the blade, the man immediately fell to the ground weakly.

"There is the glory of death, but there is no disgrace of life!" Xing Xuan said.

This is the fate of the soldiers, like a meteor that will eventually cross the sky, like an old tree standing alone for thousands of years, like an irreversible river, this is fate.

Then, let's carry out this fate, in order to put this world on the right track, for those peaceful and peaceful days.

"Qianmo traffic, chickens and dogs smell each other, yellow hair hangs down, and they are happy. ”

A heavenly thunder fell from the sky, connected to Wei Zheng's spear, and immediately swept out, and the powerful qi directly forced back all the soldiers around them, even Yin Yu was paralyzed for a second under this huge thunder.

"Drink, ha!!!!"

Yin Yu gasped, his hair had already fallen down, and a bead of sweat fell from his forehead, and in an instant, he was turned into gas by the huge Yuan Force.

Wei Zheng was like a mountain in front of him, ho, this is something that has never happened before!

No one can stand in front of them, and those who try to do so are already dead.

He is the most powerful warrior in the world!

To Wei Zheng's surprise, Yin Yu actually laughed.

"Hahahahaha, it deserves to be the famous Beizhou Sword Saint who shocked the world!" Yin Yu stared at Wei Zheng with red eyes like a fierce beast, and a hideous smile rose at the corner of his mouth.

On the wall in the clouds, the black-clad strategist narrowed his eyes.

Wei Zheng was silent.

Suddenly, in the midst of his hideous laughter, black-red air currents poured out of his body, and around his neck, a strange necklace emitted an ominous light

Under Wei Zheng's shocked gaze, Yin Yu's figure suddenly swelled, his muscles swelled, his eyes were completely covered in red, and the armor on his upper body was suddenly shattered.

A dark red horn popped out of his hair, and there was even fresh blood on it.

Black-red blood crept up his pillar-like arms, like a swarm of thin snakes, and the demon Shura seemed to have awakened from his body.

"Ahh

When the smoke cleared, a behemoth appeared in front of everyone, and the Shura from hell finally broke out of the cocoon.

At this time, Yin Yu no longer looked like a human form, with terrifying fangs, straight horns, eyes burning with flames, and a three-zhang body that was extremely terrifying.

The huge fist was like a rock.

"Roar!!" accompanied by a deafening roar, if the thunder exploded in the ears, the three armies were all terrified at this moment.

"That power is still used, but it's okay, Wei Zheng will not be so easily defeated. The black-clad strategist sighed.

A black-red aura surrounded his body, and the strong wind whistled by, making a "whine" sound, as if thousands of resentful spirits were crying.

"How so?"

The wind swept by, and Xing Zhen, who was killing the enemy, felt as if his brain had been pierced by a needle, and the sharp stinging pain almost made him not grasp the weapon in his hand.

In the camp, Chen, who was busy, felt that his heart was stagnant, and an inexplicable sadness surged into his heart.

"This is ......," she subconsciously looked in the direction of the battlefield.

There are gloomy clouds, and the heavens and the earth are dark.

"Bang!" Yin Yu's fist slammed into the ground, and suddenly the sand and rocks cracked, and the earthquake trembled.

His terrifying monster-like head slowly lowered and stopped in front of Wei Zheng.

"I'm afraid that today's prestige of the Beizhou Sword Saint will be buried here with him. A three-dimensional double sound came from the monster's mouth, as if it were a whisper from the devil of the night.

Wei Zheng stood still, staring at the eyes of the monster in front of him without changing his face.

"The old man has fought on the battlefield all his life, even if those monsters descended to the realm twenty years ago, the old man is fearless, let alone you. Although Wei Zheng still had a look of shock in his eyes, he was indeed a sword saint.

The heart is not moving, it is as clear as a mirror, and the layman is not afraid or afraid of moving like thunder!

But it is impossible to say that there is no doubt, Rao is a sword saint who has been fighting for half a life, is well-read, well-informed, and has never seen such a strange change.

Not only his body, but Yin Yu's strength had skyrocketed almost in an instant, and this was by no means any known way to enhance Yuan Power, such as elixirs, formations, and domains.

And it is not as strong and hard as his earth element just now, and his current strength is full of corrosion and evil, and there is even resentment.

...... resentment?

No, this smell is very similar to the smell of resentment! But how is this possible?

Before Wei Zheng could figure it out, Yin Yu had already roared and slammed a punch.

Wei Zheng reacted quickly, and as soon as his body moved, he appeared several meters away in an instant.

The huge fist slammed into the ground, and then slowly lifted up with thousands of sand and gravel, and a black-red aura lingered on it.

Yin Yu smiled hideously and looked at Wei Zheng mockingly.

"Roar !!" another violent roar, even the bravest soldiers, at this moment will give birth to a sense of powerlessness.

At this time, Changsun Jing immediately roared, "Don't mess up your position! The enemy army will use forbidden power! It will definitely not last long! How can we and the righteous army be intimidated by the thieves!"

Changsun Jing didn't know what kind of power this was, but now he could only say this to stabilize the morale of the army, otherwise his own position would be in chaos, even if Yin Yu became like this is a bluff in his body, the coalition army will collapse without a fight.

"With Lord Wei Zheng in charge, what are you afraid of demons and monsters!"

At this time, Wei Zheng hung in the sky, and the thunder and lightning were rolling on the spear, although his figure was so inconspicuous on this huge battlefield, but in the hearts of everyone, at this moment, he was a god!

"Come on!" Wei Zheng swooped down, pointing directly at Yin Yu, becoming more serious than just now.

"Roar!" Yin Yu roared in response, raising his fist with the power of black and red, and smashed straight towards Wei Zheng, as if he was about to break through the sky.

"Lei Tianzheng!" Wei Zheng shouted!

Suddenly, a figure standing in the sky and earth appeared faintly behind him, and in an instant, the sky changed dramatically, the thunderclouds gathered, and the battlefield that was still sunny was suddenly pressed down by dark clouds, surging with thunder and lightning, and thunder surrounded it like a group of small snakes.

"Seeing the drastic changes in the sky between the people of the Divine Domain raising their hands, it seems that it is not a lie. Ying Chenji said with a sigh.

Xing Zhen greedily looked at the battle between the two, how many times can you see a battle of this scale in your life? If you can learn anything from it, it will be useful for life!

Wei Zheng slowly rolled out a palm, and the movements of the law phase were synchronized with Wei Zheng, and the huge phantom palm went straight towards Yin Yu with rolling thunder!

The fists are opposite, and at this moment, it is a contest of pure strength, without any tricks and luck.

Suddenly, as a ripple of Yuan Force poured out from the center where the forces of the two sides collided, the heavens and the earth seemed to stand still at that moment.

The next moment, as if the heavens and the earth were cut open, the huge Yuan Force shock wave with a deafening roar spread to the entire battlefield in an instant, and the dust that was rolled up was like a sandstorm, and the center of the power collision exuded a violent light, and the low-level Yuan could only stabilize his body under the impact of this wave of Yuan force.

The sky and earth were dark, and there was no one to see five meters away, and Lu Che and the others struggled to resist the wind and waves, trying to find a safe haven.

At this moment, a glimmer of light in the darkness attracted his attention, and the next moment, before he could react, a broken blade from nowhere roared towards him, and at the moment, a hand grabbed him and dragged him alive.