Fantasy: Prince Peerless, Conquer the Heavens!

Chapter 1280 The Five Tiger Generals go into battle

Time flies.

Three more years passed quickly.

During these three years, the heavens and the world were peaceful, but the starry sky outside the Great Wall was filled with a murderous atmosphere.

At this dangerous moment, Wang Jian, who served as Minister of War, left the imperial capital and came to the Great Wall, patrolling day and night to be alert to enemies that might come at any time.

Zhao Yun, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei and other generals who fought in the outer world of chaos also led their legions to station themselves on the Great Wall.

boom!

On this day, Wang Jian patrolled as usual.

Suddenly, he heard a harsh sound piercing the sky, coming from the distant starry sky, like a sharp sword striking the sky.

"Coming!"

Wang Jian was shocked, stopped and looked up.

At the end of the field of vision, there is a team of a hundred people, galloping towards them. They are wearing armor, with scales on their faces, blue eyes, and a single horn on their head, shining with blue light.

Their strength is not weak. The leader is a mid-level Hedao realm warrior, followed by eight Tao saints and ninety-one quasi-sages.

"Prepare for battle!"

Wang Jian ordered in a deep voice.

"Dong dong dong~"

One hundred thousand war drums sounded in unison, making a shocking sound, like bursts of thunder before a storm, and like the sound of fighting and iron horses, which was very shocking.

The soldiers of the Second Legion, the Ninth Legion, the Tenth Legion and other legions who were practicing stopped their movements at the same time and looked up at the starry sky, their murderous intentions revealed.

The eyes of all the soldiers were burning with blazing fire, which was an endless fighting spirit.

Fight, fight, fight!

Zhao Yun, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei and other generals appeared on the Great Wall, holding soldiers in hand and waiting solemnly.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the forces from the depths of the universe arrived outside the heavens and realms.

This force is called the Flying Scale Clan!

"Stop within the borders of Daqin!"

Wang Jian drew his sword, looked cold, and shouted loudly.

"Ant!"

Feilin Clan Chief glanced at Wang Jian, and when he discovered that the latter was only in the Taoist realm, he showed a hint of disdain and was ready to ignore Wang Jian's words.

Who cares about the moans of ants?

"Clan leader, wait a moment!"

At this moment, a Taoist Saint from the Flying Scale Clan said in a trembling voice.

The leader of the Feilin clan frowned slightly.

"Chief, look at those six heads."

The Taoist sage pointed at the six heads hanging on the Great Wall and said with a pale face and eyes filled with horror.

The leader of the Feilin clan turned around to look, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he felt a biting chill rising from the soles of his feet, straight to his head, and the blood stopped flowing.

"this"

"How is this possible?"

The leader of the Feilin clan exclaimed, his voice becoming sharp.

He recognized the identities of the six heads. They were all powerful men in the Hedao realm. He had met them in Xuancheng. Except for the Lord of the Eternal Tribe, the other five people were all stronger than him.

Why are the heads of these powerful men hanging under the city wall?

Are they all dead?

"Hongmeng Purple Qi!"

Suddenly, an idea flashed in Feilin Clan's head and he understood the reason.

Then, he hesitated again.

After learning about the Hongmeng Purple Qi, he immediately led the powerful men in his clan and rushed around day and night, just to snatch away the Hongmeng Purple Qi before the other forces.

But now, six top power leaders have fallen because of robbing the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

Will he continue to rob?

"No, why don't you see the powerful ones from all over the world?"

The leader of the Feilin clan looked around the Great Wall. There were people standing on the wall, but there were only a few Taoist saints who could enter his eyes. As for the Hedao realm warriors, there was not a single one.

Strange, where are the powerful ones in the Hedao realm in all the worlds?

Why didn't you come out?

Immediately afterwards, a bold idea came to the mind of the Feilin clan leader. Could it be that the top powerhouses in all the worlds had all suffered heavy losses while resisting the six top power lords?

That’s why the world hangs up the heads of the six top power lords and makes a bluff!

"right!"

"That must be it!"

"I am so smart that I thought of this!"

Feilin Patriarch's thoughts were racing rapidly, a ferocious smile appeared on his face, and he said coldly: "People in the world, listen, now hand over the Hongmeng Purple Qi, I will spare your life!"

"Otherwise, when I take action, you will all die!"

die!

Wang Jian, Zhao Yun, Zhang Fei and others looked gloomy and angry.

"Kill him!"

Wang Jian ordered in a cold voice.

"As you command!"

The five generals Zhao Yun, Zhang Fei, Guan Yu, Ma Chao, and Huang Zhong nodded, drew their weapons at the same time, and flew out of the Great Wall.

Endless holy power surged, turning into five giant tigers in the starry sky.

The Five Tiger Generals Formation!

"die!"

Zhao Yun rushed to the front, waving the war spear in his hand, adding the power of the formation, and stabbing forward with all his strength.

Clang!

The sound of gunfire shook the starry sky.

A silver gun aura emerged, supremely sharp, with endless killing intent, making the entire starry sky brighter, erasing time and space, and destroying ten thousand ways.

"It seems that my judgment is correct!"

The leader of the Feilin clan became more determined in his inner thoughts when he saw Zhao Yun's fifth general taking action.

The corners of his mouth turned up, showing a proud smile, he casually pulled out his sword, and slashed out a green sword energy that spanned tens of thousands of light years, as if he was going to split the universe.

boom!

In an instant.

The gun gas and the knife gas collided, and a shocking explosion occurred.

The star field trembled violently, with the explosion point as the center, and the surrounding starry sky was shattered, spreading to billions of light-years, covering all the heavens and all realms.

"Can the power of an ant change the world?"

Looking at the starry sky filled with the aftermath of destruction, the leader of the Feiling Scales said coldly.

In his opinion, Zhao Yun and the other five are already dead!

Next, he only needs to wait for the aftermath to dissipate, then he can rush into the heavens and worlds, snatch the Hongmeng Purple Qi, and then escape to the stars, concentrate on development for tens of thousands of years, and then come out to dominate the mysterious universe.

However, just when the leader of the Feilin clan was secretly proud and thinking about a bright future, a silver gun air rushed out of the explosion site, turned into a silver phoenix, and hit him head on.

The sound of the phoenix's cry and the sound of the gunshot resounded throughout the sky!

"What?"

The leader of the Feilin clan was shocked and hurriedly raised his sword to defend himself, but it was obviously too late.

boom!

There was a muffled sound.

His body was pierced by the gun energy, and the destructive gun energy raged through his veins and veins, cutting off his vitality.

"how so?"

The Feilin clan leader's body was stiff, and he lowered his head with difficulty. He looked at the gun hole in his chest and felt the life force rapidly draining from his body. His eyes were full of disbelief and astonishment.

He lost!

Lost to five Taoist saints?

"It turns out that I am not worthy of the Hedao realm from all the heavens and worlds."

After a moment, the leader of the Feilin clan raised his head and looked straight ahead, and saw Zhao Yunwu walking out of the aftermath, his armor shining brightly, his eyes as cold as a waterfall, and his murderous aura like a waterfall.

The aftermath gradually dissipated, and he even saw the universe, protected by a giant yellow dragon, without any damage.

Gradually, the vitality in his eyes darkened and lost its luster.

Before the last trace of consciousness disappeared, he heard the sound of killing, as well as the screams and wailings of his tribe!

The Flying Scale Tribe is finished!

(End of chapter)