In front of him is an endless battlefield, the earth-shaking war drums are howling angrily, the heads and battle flags of countless soldiers are moving, the neat and uniform footsteps rumble loudly, trampling the smoke and dust in the sky, rows of dazzling war knives come into Qin Yi's eyes, and the reflected light even the sky is eclipsed.

Under the gloomy sky, the two armies were fighting each other with murderous violence.

30,000 against million!

Completely disproportionate, extremely disproportionate!

But because of the existence of one person, this proportion is no longer disparity.

That is the overlord of Western Chu - Xiang Yu, a domineering powerhouse!

It is also the current Qin Yi. I don't know why, when Qin Yi carefully tasted the exercises of the Anti-Heaven Overlord Jue, put himself in Xiang Yu's perspective, practiced virtually, and focused to the extreme, he suddenly entered this illusion, and this illusion was unprecedentedly real!

Although he didn't know what was going on, Qin Yi, who was already immersed in the artistic conception of the gun path, didn't care whether it was real or illusory.

He just needs to kill ghosts when he encounters ghosts, and kill gods when he sees gods!

Qin Yi took a deep breath, and Xiao Xiao's strong wind sent a strong smell of blood in the sky, as if the mountain rain was coming.

Looking at the enemy army like a tide, the battlefield where the haze was so thick that it couldn't be dissolved, Qin Yi suddenly exhaled and said: "Kill!"

A huge thunder exploded on the battlefield, overpowering all shouts and war drums, and the roar spread far away on the battlefield, with endless domineering and killing intentions.

Sitting on the famous horse 'Wu Hu', Qin Yi is overflowing with murderous aura, like an invincible god of war, and he is so dazzling and brilliant on this battlefield.

Hearing Qin Yi's call, the army behind Qin Yi seemed to have been injected with stimulants, and their morale was raised to the point of being incomparable, and they shouted "Kill!" The deafening roar rippled over the battlefield for a long time.

Although there are many flags on the opposite side, known as the army of hundreds, it looks like an endless stream of people. But following this man who seemed to never fail, every soldier of the Xiang family was full of confidence, and his morale had risen to the peak.

Qin Yi took the lead, and rushed out with the Overlord Spear in his hand, like a black lightning rushing towards a million troops.

"Hurry up, release the arrows, don't let Xiang Yu get close!" The commander on the other side had a contorted face and screamed hoarsely.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng ....... The trembling of the bowstrings seemed to tear the eardrums of a man, and countless black feathered arrows shot out from the archers in the front row of the enemy army, like dense raindrops, and in an instant the sky was half covered.

The muscles on Qin Yi's face were like thousand-year-old ice rocks, his eyebrows didn't move, the overlord spear rotated easily, and the feathered arrows with stainless steel casting heads either rebounded or broke in two, crossing half the distance between the two armies in the blink of an eye, approaching the enemy.

Although the soldiers who followed behind Qin Yi were shot down in a large area, Qin Yi's face was indifferent and cold, the battlefield was originally cruel, and this was the price of the charge.

"Knife and axe hand ready!"

The enemy archers retreated into the army, carrying heavy axes in their left hands and axes in their right, and rushed forward with their long knives on their backs, throwing axes heavy enough to kill an ox, and then drew their long knives and held their shields high to defend nervously.

A round of giant axes fell from the sky, Qin Yi raised his gun and swept it, seven or eight giant axes turned into broken copper and iron, and heard the endless sound of "porphyry" behind him, Qin Yi knew that there were at least hundreds of soldiers of the Xiang family who were killed by the giant axe, but Qin Yi was not moved in the slightest, and when he was still ten zhang away from the enemy formation, he suddenly shouted, "Puff puff", the overlord gun shot out thousands of lotus-like black gun shadows, although it was ten zhang away, but it was already within the killing range of the overlord gun, like tofu to break through the shield of the ten thousand axe. Suddenly, the knife and axe hand turned over on his horse, and was torn open by a three-zhang wide gap, and Qin Yi rushed into the enemy formation with his horse.

The evil gods rushed into the formation, and the enemy army was in chaos. The commander shouted: "Scatter, scatter, ordinary soldiers don't get together." Innate master, go to the elite camp, give it to me!"

"Boom!" rushed into the enemy formation, and Qin Yi entered the flock like a tiger and went on a killing spree. A zhang overlord spear is opened, and the five-zhang spear gang and the fierce gun wind are poignant and angry, like the sickle of death croaking and laughing, where it passes, it continues to harvest life, broken limbs and legs are thrown all over the sky, and bewitching blood flowers gather on the ground, and blood flows like a river.

With every shot, nearly 100 soldiers were killed by Qin Yi's guns.

"Xiang Yu!" In the roar of grief and indignation, Qin Yi felt a tragic murderous aura approaching, and more than a dozen innate masters came out of the crowd, and the sharp sword wind and the fierce palm wind hit with all their might.

Qin Yi shouted lightly: "Sweep all directions!"

All the dust, whirlwind, and debris were sucked onto a black spear, and the distance seemed to disappear, only the space around the black spear was distorted, and the air fluctuated violently, and the air ripples wrapped around the body of the black spear, faintly accumulating violent energy.

The spear is swallowed first and then spit out, causing huge damage to all tangible substances around Qin Yi, coupled with Qin Yi's strength beyond Xiang Yu's, domineering, murderous, and increasingly sophisticated marksmanship, this move is more powerful than it is in Xiang Yu's hands.

"Peng!" More than a dozen innate masters spat blood from their mouths and flew out. With just one move, they were seriously injured.

This overlord spear is used to deal with group attacks for such a long time. Of course, in the hands of Xiang Yu or Qin Yi, there is no difference in the length of this overlord gun, even if it is within a meter of the distance, they can make it superb.

That's not all, Qin Yi's overlord gun tracked endlessly, and the ink-colored gun shadows spread, slow at first glance, but actually extremely fast. Before the dozen or so innate masters landed, they were shot several times on their bodies, and their combat effectiveness was completely killed.

Surrounded by the elite battalion, Qin Yi was not moved at all, he only knew how to kill when he entered the artistic conception of marksmanship, and the extreme killing intent coupled with the calmness of the bright moon in the well was the best combat state to play the spearmanship. Any negative emotions that are not conducive to fighting, such as excitement, fear, negativity, etc., will not affect him.

I didn't even look at those elite battalions, Qin Yi's spears circled, the unrivaled gun storm bloomed, and a series of explosions in the elite battalion surrounded by "seams and ......seams", one after another masters fell weakly.

Qin Yi let out a long roar, and before the Xiang family's soldiers made full contact with the enemy, he changed the vertical killing to horizontal killing, and specifically eliminated the archers and sword and axe hands, so as to reduce the sacrifice of the Xiang family's soldiers.

Kill, kill, kill!

Qin Yi kept killing and poking, and all his opponents became the objects of his marksmanship.

Only through extensive battles can we cultivate the earth-shattering god-killing marksmanship.

Gallop across and kill wantonly!

Every attack on the overlord gun seems to be attached to the murderous aura of the sky, the boundless sea of blood, the huge power, and there are even ghosts crying and howling, dark clouds covering the top, lightning and thunder, and every shot is as invincible as divine help and earth-shattering. Following the direction of the tip of his gun, the ground was like countless mines planted, exploding all the way, it was simply inhuman.

Domineering to the extreme, like a natural overlord, coupled with his miraculous skills, unpredictable marksmanship, so he can shoot wherever he goes, brave and invincible.

This is Qin Yi's evaluation of Xiang Yu, but now, these evaluations are gradually applied to him. Although Qin Yi had the mysterious experience of the way of melee combat in his previous life, he had a wealth of secrets that Xiang Yu did not have, and he had stronger strength than Xiang Yu. But Xiang Yu has a natural domineering spirit and a murderous aura cultivated from thousands of troops, which is difficult to compare with Xiang Yu without Qin Yi's actual experience. Therefore, Qin Yi possessed Xiang Yu and entered the battlefield to make up for the shortcomings in this regard.

In the battle, Qin Yi's mind was surging, his spiritual sense was constantly breeding, and countless exquisite moves poured into his brain like a tide.