The autumn sun is shining, and the autumn cicadas are chirping.

The autumn wind swept across the sunset plain in front of Taiheng Mountain, and the eyes were full of yellow rotten trees and rotten grass. From time to time, the rotten leaves are swept up by the autumn wind and drift on all sides.

The sunset plains with a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles are silent. But there is a sense of solemnity that silently permeates this vast plain.

Feng Tian stood in the middle, three miles away on his left hand, there was an old friend of his, who was also the master of a large sect, and two miles away from his right hand, there was also an old friend from the past. They stood in front of the phalanx of their sect, more than a dozen grandmasters, all with calm faces.

Behind them, millions of Jianghu monks rubbed their fists, their eyes widened, just waiting to charge.

Across from them, there are millions of people. That was the main elite of the Northern Wilderness Empire, and at this time, these imperial armor soldiers were speechless, like a stone sculpture, waiting for the general's order.

Millions of imperial elites all had grim faces, and they were all dressed in a shocking battle-hardened bloody killing intent. Ordinary people may be frightened directly in the face of such a large formation. In the middle of these Imperial Armor phalanxes, there is a large area of warriors with armor that looks different from the Imperial Armor. Their expressions were less cold and more excited and bloodthirsty in comparison.

The hundreds of thousands of "people" who were mixed with millions of imperial armor were none other than the Northern Wilderness Demon Clan, and it was they who joined forces with the Northern Wilderness Empire to unify the Northern Wilderness Land so quickly.

Their combat power can be seen. Not at all inferior to the elite of the empire.

At the forefront of these armor soldiers, Wu Kun, the general of the Northern Wilderness Empire, carried a long sword and rode on the sweaty and bloody war horse that the Empire's Son of Heaven had personally led, looking indifferently at the "vulnerable" Zhongzhou Jianghu monks in front of him.

"Are the main battle formations and the small phalanxes ready?" asked Wu Kun without looking back.

An adjutant general behind him replied confidently and respectfully: "General Hui, you are ready, just wait for the general's order, and the army can advance!"

"This is an army of millions, and if there is nothing but a mistake, talk about you and your whole family. Wu Kun said lightly.

A trace of cold sweat broke out on the adjutant general's forehead, and he said seriously: "The last general guarantees that everything is correct! If there is the slightest mistake, the last general can be punished by the nine clans!"

The mobilization of millions of troops is really not easy, and it is almost unprecedented for millions of people to be dispatched together, which can be described as a fantasy. In general, the war is to open the battle line, little by little, and hundreds of thousands of people participate in the battle each time, which is already a lot. Tens of thousands of people or hundreds of thousands of people fought together in battles are even rarer. Even if it is an empire, to fight a great battle of hundreds of thousands of people, it will take the power of the whole country.

And a battle like this, with millions of people and tens of millions of people, and so far away from the territory of this dynasty, even an empire is difficult to bear. The four empires had already anticipated it, so they first unified the place of a domain. In this way, only by using a domain as a logistical support can a battle of this level be fought.

"That being the case. Wu Kun pulled back his war horse and walked more than thirty miles before he arrived at his camp, and then he slowly pulled out the sword at his waist and said in an indifferent tone: "Start slaughtering!"

As the order spread rapidly through the layers to the phalanx of millions of armor soldiers, this unprecedentedly huge mixed battle phalanx dominated by cavalry and foot soldiers began to operate.

At first, there was a "salsa" sound.

Then, the horse's hooves "clicked".

Later, the heavens shook and the earth roared, like a monstrous tsunami sweeping the world, and like a sea of thunder falling into the world.

Feng Tian opened his closed eyes, pulled out the red spear on his back, and in the midst of the shaking of the sky, he swung the spear in his hand heavily and slapped it on the ground.

A huge explosion sounded, and the ground quickly cracked into a deep ditch more than a zhang wide, and the deep ditch rushed forward rapidly, like a dragon swimming on the ground.

Ten miles away, in the first row of horsemen rushing like a tide, two Imperial Armor soldiers saw the ground in front of them suddenly crack a crack, and quickly attacked them, they wanted to change their position, but it was too late.

"Ahh

The two of them shouted as they could, and they fell to the ground with men and horses.

The crack that was knocked out by Feng Tian's shot continued to extend, causing more than a dozen Imperial Armor Soldiers to fall down because of it, and then being trampled into pulp by the thousands of troops and horses that followed.

"Humph!"

A cold snort came, and the crack stopped instantly.

There are also many hidden masters in the army who serve the empire or are co-opted by it, and there are many great monks of the upper three grades.

With Feng Tian's knock, the phalanx behind him began to operate, and the remaining thirteen phalanxes also began to advance.

The more than 20 battle formations of the Northern Wilderness Empire and the 14 phalanxes of the rivers and lakes in the north of Zhongzhou all rushed towards each other with unstoppable momentum.

A layer of hazy purple light appeared on the bodies of millions of imperial armor soldiers and the war horses under their crotches, which was the ultimate military formation of the Northern Wilderness Empire. Since this formation was explored by the Empire's soldiers, it has hardly been used a few times. Because of this powerful formation, a minimum of one million people are needed to operate. And those million people can't be lower than the peak realm of the third grade.

Although the conditions are harsh, if it is operational, it is a super killing array.

The millions of Jianghu monks were not afraid at all, and a pale yellow glow also appeared on their bodies, and their eyes became sharper and more powerful.

Among them, there were many Inner Sect disciples and Inner Sect elders of the Bagua Immortal Array Sect. It was these people who were proficient in the formation that presided over this super array.

The two sides are like two rushing oceans, like two moving sacred mountains, and like two giants who have become legends since ancient times.

"Kill!"

It was getting closer and closer, and when they were about to collide together, millions of Zhongzhou Jianghu monks shouted loudly, and the earth-shaking sound echoed throughout the Sunset Plain.

Millions of Imperial Armor soldiers remained silent, their faces grim. It's just that they no longer suppress the strong fighting intent and killing intent on their bodies. In an instant, a visible red killing intent and golden battle intent rushed into the sky, causing the white clouds on Taiheng Mountain on the side to be washed away, and the geese and some birds in the sky were all shaken down.

Rumble!

The two huge oceans of people collided violently, and the smell of blood immediately permeated.

Suddenly, the people turned on their backs, and the light of the spell battle array was greatly invigorated, and the imperial armor and Jianghu monks all fell in rows.

Feng Tian lifted the spear in his hand, no longer suppressed his speed, and directly stood on tiptoe and jumped into the enemy's battle formation in one step.

The other thirteen Grandmasters did the same, single-handedly rushing into the enemy's battle array.

"One word angry spear!" Feng Tian shouted, his feet off the ground, soared into the air, and rushed forward like a dragon in the water, the red spear in his right hand shone brightly.

Snort!

In just an instant, it directly pierced dozens of Imperial armor soldiers wearing battle armor. The chests of those armorers are all bloody holes the size of bowls, and they are breathable in front and back.

The closest Jianghu Grandmaster to Feng Tian was a Sect Master named Gu Yuan's Sword Dao, carrying two long swords.

Among all weapons, the reason why the sword is the most popular is because the sword qi is extremely lethal and is the first of a hundred soldiers.

Gu Yuan has been immersed in the way of swordsmanship all his life, and if he talks about cultivation, he may not be ranked in the top 30 in Zhongzhou, nor in the top 50 in the world. But if it is said that he understands the way of the sword, he thinks that he is enough to rank in the top ten of all sword cultivation in Zhongzhou and even in the world!

He didn't pull out the two long swords on his back at this time, but just kept flicking his fingers, using his fingertips to kill the enemy.

After killing more than thousands of Imperial armor soldiers, he finally drew his long sword.

The rest of the Grandmasters were all like they were in a no-man's land, alone in battle, and they could still easily slaughter the enemy.

Those Imperial Armor Warriors rushed forward with red eyes, but they couldn't get close to those grandmasters at all. But these armorers were red-eyed and fearless. I just want to use my own life to consume the other party's internal strength.

However, except for these grandmasters and those elders who have advanced cultivation in the sect, most of the rest of the Jianghu cultivators can hardly stop the power of the imperial armor.

"Thunder Sea Nine Heavy Sword!" An inner sect elder of a large sect shouted loudly, the long sword in his hand lingered with purple thunder and lightning, and as soon as the sword went down, more than a dozen imperial armor soldiers fell to the ground. Around him, more than a hundred Imperial armor soldiers have fallen.

Just as he was about to breathe, some Imperial crossbowmen and fish and dragon bag masters who had been staring at him for a long time immediately took action.

"Poof!"

This elder of the inner sect of the great sect, whose cultivation is not low, looked at a long sword and a fine crossbow that pierced his chest, and slowly fell down with wide eyes.

The great cultivators of the rivers and lakes have the ability to slaughter the low-level imperial armor, and those who are relatively low-level imperial armor also have special methods to deal with those who are highly cultivated.

The two sides target each other and calculate each other.

The battlefield, which is more than ten miles long and dozens of miles thick, is crowded with the living and the dead, and everywhere there are scenes of being surrounded and killed or besieging the enemy, some are fighting alone, some are fighting in groups, some are seriously injured and still staggering to fight, and some are cut off their arms and then bite the enemy with their teeth.

It's chaos, it's bloody. It seems that there is only one color left between heaven and earth - red.

At this time, those who were originally a little afraid also completely let go and completely killed the red eye.

There are grandmasters in the rivers and lakes who are one enemy and ten thousand, and among the imperial soldiers, there are also ten thousand enemies who are good at charging into battle, and this kind of character is specifically targeted by the other party, so next to these people, there are mountains of corpses piled up everywhere.

It's just that a war of this level, this kind of 10,000-strong enemy obviously has no decisive effect, and it is just a drop in the bucket for the entire war situation.

As far as the eye can see, there is only an endless sea of people, as if there is an enemy that can never be killed.

Feng Tian was covered in blood and panted slightly, he didn't know that a few drops of blood on his body were his, but he was sure that he was already injured.

The light red robe has been completely dyed crimson, and even some purple.

His internal strength and qi shield had long since dissipated, and now he was just relying on the body of a grandmaster who was harder than armor, carrying the sword that slashed from all directions.

Someone had already been able to approach him, albeit a minority, but it was also a threat to him.

His face remained calm.

"The spear is full of Changhong!" Feng Tian shook the spear in his hand, which had also been stained red with blood, and shouted in a low voice.

Seeing this, those imperial monks who rushed forward without hesitation froze slightly, and then gritted their teeth and continued to rush forward.

"Poof!"

A shot swept down, and the imperial armor soldiers besieging him within dozens of zhang beside Feng Tian were cut off one after another.

His wheezing voice was heavier, and sweat was already pouring from his forehead.

He took the opportunity to quickly change his tone.

There are only two situations in which the masters of the rivers and lakes are killed by these armorers.

First, the internal force is exhausted, and he is consumed alive by a large number of armor soldiers.

The second is that when he was ventilating, he was seized by the masters among those armor soldiers, and then he was stabbed to death when the masters of the rivers and lakes had not yet mentioned a new breath.

The higher the cultivation, the more important it is to breathe. However, a cultivator at the level of a grandmaster is enough to stretch thousands of miles in his body in one breath, and when he fights with all his strength, he will only change his breath for half an hour or more.

However, even if Feng Tian took this opportunity to breathe, he was still shot by a crossbowman who was hiding in the shadows in the distance and specialized in dealing with masters of the rivers and lakes.

In the nick of time, with his experience and the consciousness of a grandmaster, he could not let the dozens of carefully crafted bows and crossbows smeared with poison hit his vital point, but his left arm was shot.

The Grandmaster's powerful physique prevented the crossbow from shooting through, but only half an inch.

But he felt a poison that had been used against the monk spread through the wound.

In the past, as long as the internal force behind the male body in his body was running, those poisons would be expelled from the body in an instant, but now his internal strength is empty, and his physical strength is too much to detoxify.

Feng Tian's face was pale, and he still waved the spear in his hand without changing his face, picking and killing those armor soldiers who were close to him.

The situation of the other grandmasters was not much better than him.

Those monks of various sects have changed from being extremely powerful and unstoppable at the beginning to being tired and cowardly at this time.

Those Imperial Armor Soldiers, although their faces were tired, still maintained their original state of consciousness, and they were still as powerful as a bamboo.

After all, the battlefield and the rivers and lakes are different.

The Imperial Armor has long been a battle-hardened battleman, who knows how to cooperate, how to fight, and how to invade and fight back on a large scale.

But those people in the rivers and lakes, most of the time on weekdays, they fight alone, at most, they shout that they have a good relationship, and then fight in a group of dozens or hundreds of people. Even if there are many battles on the rivers and lakes, they are far less tragic than the battlefield.

Soon after the killing of many Jianghu monks, the fierce and competitive energy in their hearts had been replaced by fear.

Many people were already terrified, and some even went crazy on the spot, fighting each other against the other. There are also those who are usually calculating, and they have begun to retreat without a trace.

Although the Central Alliance had selected many people to supervise the battle in various sects, responsible for driving and killing those monks who dared to escape from the battle, at this time, those who supervised the war were all terrified. After all, he is also a person in the rivers and lakes, and he has never seen such a scene after all.

Even some of the overseers have fled secretly.

There were also some people who did not want to flee and still fulfilled their duties, but they were tortured and killed on the spot by those Jianghu monks because they prevented some Jianghu monks from escaping.

Many escaped, and many remained in a fight to the death.

It's just that those who are left behind can't stop the elite of the empire who are as skilled as a bamboo.