Cross To Be The Emperor

"Kill! For my wife and children, for Liuwu Town, and for Your Majesty!"

Lao Tie roared, and chopped off the head of an enemy martial artist with the saber in his hand, and the small-scale army formation suddenly became chaotic.

Roar!

A tiger roar was heard not far away.

A fifth-level martial king of the enemy army came from the sky riding a giant flying tiger.

He was not Lao Tie's opponent, Lao Tie was a seventh-level Martial King, belonging to the category of high-ranking Martial King, but he was only an intermediate Martial King.

But he is not alone.

The flying tiger under his crotch also has a third-level martial arts cultivation base.

The Flying Tiger Sect raises giant flying tigers. Once the sect's inner disciples reach the level of King Wu, they can receive a giant flying tiger as a mysterious spirit. For the strong at the same level, the members of the Flying Tiger Sect have the support of the Flying Giant Tiger, and generally speaking, they will have no disadvantages.

At this moment, the old iron is in the army formation below, looking for new targets.

In such a battlefield, he didn't even notice that the fifth-level Martial King was quietly approaching.

After a while, one man and one tiger walked behind Lao Tie.

Flying Tiger flapped its snow-white wings, and a wind blade fell from top to bottom from a high altitude on the old iron's shoulder, and blood shot out.

"Old man!"

Niu Dingtian yelled, and he saw this scene not far from Lao Tie.

The long knife in his hand swung towards the void, and the knife energy volleyed in the air, cutting off the wings of the flying tiger in the air. Immediately, the enemy Wu Wang and Feihu fell down at the same time.

"Kill, let's go together!"

Niu Dingtian flew over, with saber aura flying across.

The injured Lao Tie's eyes were even more red, not only did he not have a trace of fear, but he was even more ferocious.

One of the two attacked the flying tiger that had lost its wings, and the other attacked the enemy Wu Wang who fell down at the same time.

Niu Dingtian swiped his long saber horizontally and achieved the result first, beheading the head of the Wu King.

"Tell you to sneak attack me!"

Lao Tie also let out a muffled groan, and slashed out, cutting the flying tiger in half.

The strength of the two of them is much higher than that of this person and a tiger. It was expected to kill them, but at this moment they are not happy at all.

Two more enemy Wu Wangs flew in the sky.

Each one is a high-level martial king, and the giant flying tiger under their crotch is also a high-level martial king.

"Old man, are you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid!"

"Do you regret it?"

"not regret!"

Niu Dingtian and Lao Tie looked at each other, back to back, and shouted at the same time: "Kill!"

kill!

The saber qi flew out, and the saber was unparalleled!

Both of them are also masters of using knives, and at this moment, they chose the wings of the giant tiger in the sky as the target of attack.

In the sky.

Feihu's wind blade and the Feihu sect's sword energy fell at the same time, the number was as large as rain.

It's still the kind of storm!

The opponent is not weak either, he is also a high-level martial king, four against two, the enemy is still flying in the sky, condescending, and has the advantage of the location.

This scene is unimaginable and horrible.

The knife energy of the two of them was instantly dispersed, and the old iron was weaker. First, an arm was chopped off by the sword energy—the hand holding the knife!

"Old man!"

"I dropped the knife, you go first, the one who can go is one!"

"Don't go!"

Niu Dingtian picked up the old iron and frantically waved the saber in his hand. He even gave up his own protection and used his body to block the sword energy and wind blade attacks from the sky for Lao Tie.

But there are too many sword qi and wind blades.

The two of them couldn't resist before, but now Niu Dingtian is even more helpless, seeing the enemy's attack is about to fall.

Niu Dingtian was about to despair.

Suddenly...

There was a gleam of hope in his eyes. He saw that half of the sky was ablaze with blood red.

It's Dragon's Breath!

this color,

It is the dragon's breath of Dilong.

It was Li Hengxuan who stepped on the Emperor Dragon, and the blood-red breath of the dragon was the enemy's final funeral. In the sky, the two enemy martial kings and the giant tigers under them were instantly burned to ashes by the dragon's breath.

Li Hengxuan rode down on the dragon.

Landing next to the two of them, Lao Tie's right arm was gone, and most of his body was stained red with blood.

Lao Tie said sadly: "Your Majesty, we are useless and have caused you trouble!"

"This pill, take it!"

Li Hengxuan immediately threw out a Dragon Blood Muscle Boosting Pill, and threw it on Lao Tie's surviving arm. Then he said, "Where's Xiaoyun?"

Niu Dingtian pointed at the commanding height on one side, and said in a deep voice: "I saw her go to the mountain over there!"

"protect yourself!"

Li Hengxuan let out a deep voice, stepped on the God Dragon again, and flew out in a golden light.

"Ah! We can't help His Majesty, but we still need His Majesty to come and save us!"

With a deep sigh, Lao Tie swallowed the Dragon's Blood Shengji Pill, his face was shocked, and he felt a numb itching at the broken arm on his shoulder. I saw flesh and blood squirming, and a new arm was born at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"This!"

The old iron was shocked, with an unbelievable expression on his face.

"Don't talk, kill, kill a few more enemies to repay His Majesty's great kindness!" Niu Dingtian looked solemn, and rushed out again with a long knife.

Their goal is simple, the same as what Li Hengxuan thought.

Kill, kill as many small captains of the enemy's martial artist level as possible. Let the enemy's orders cannot be issued, so that it is impossible to form an army formation!

Since you can't turn your team into a master of all battles!

Then turn the enemy's team into a mob, and everyone is a mob, so there is no one who has an advantage over the other.

Li Hengxuan turned into a golden light and flew towards the mountain ahead.

While the strong men on one's own side killed the lower-level officers of the enemy army, the strong men of the enemy army were also killing the people on their own side. The only difference is that Li Hengxuan's team itself is a mob. There is not much difference whether there are these junior officers or not.

boom!

Suddenly a flame fell from the sky, getting closer and closer to Li Hengxuan, it was the commander of the enemy army!

He was not attacking Li Hengxuan, but was knocked down from the air by Xiang Yu, and fell together with the giant flying tiger under his crotch.

Forehead…

At this moment, it should not be called the Flying Giant Tiger.

Because of this big tiger, Xiang Yusheng chopped off both wings.

"I like to pick up dead fish the most, although there is no dragon energy reward!" Li Hengxuan laughed loudly and shouted: "Waste Dragon, let's go!"

People and dragons attack together!

Li Hengxuan and Dilong turned into a bloody golden glow and rushed towards them.

The enemy commander was already burning with flames all over his body, and there was a dead look in his eyes. It seemed that he would not live for long. Now, Li Hengxuan, who has the peak attack power of Wu Zong, cut him with a joint attack, and his head was separated from his body instantly.

The system kill notification came, and as expected, there was no dragon energy reward.

But Li Hengxuan was happy!

In terms of high-level combat power, Li Hengxuan did not lose to them. A Xiang Yu, with his feet straddling Wuzhi, could challenge all of these people if he was given time!

The only thing he worries about is the mob below.

Also, mid-level combat effectiveness.

In terms of mid-level combat effectiveness, the people he brought in were far inferior to the rebels like the Flying Tiger Sect. Whether it is Wu Wang or Wu Zun, the number is not as good as the enemy.

Moreover, every Martial King and every Martial Venerable of the opponent has a giant flying tiger to help him. If he hadn't appeared suddenly just now and saved Niu Dingtian and Lao Tie, they would definitely not be able to survive.

But the battlefield is too big after all, he can't cover everything.

More people, those he couldn't rescue in time, could only perish in this battlefield. This is the cruelty of war! Li Hengxuan brought these people here to let them experience the cruelty of this kind of war.

This is just a small battle of 100,000 people.

In the future, there will be wars with millions or tens of millions of people. If you can't adapt to this, how can you talk about fighting in Kyushu?

"Um!"

Li Hengxuan's brows were tightly frowned, and his evil spirit suddenly arose!

He saw Wei Yun in front of him bending his bow and drawing an arrow, blue lights flying out like stars.

There is a fourth-level Martial Master riding a giant flying tiger, flashing in the sky, avoiding these blue lights.

With killing intent all over his face, he rushed straight towards her!