Thousand Blades of Death

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This is really a big battle that has been painstakingly managed by the heads of the past. It has not started in ten years, nor has there been a trace of dust, but it has become more sharp.

The army of Wu Guo slowly drove in. The general led the charge and a snake spear was directly inserted into the protective cover. The other soldiers stabbed their weapons.

Feeling the assault of foreign objects, Shura killed the thunder of the formation, and formed a burst of rain.

Being hit by those vitality bombs, a purple flame erupted immediately, and even the vitality attached to the weapon cut off the connection with the owner, and was instantly ablated.

Not to mention hitting the soldier's body, it was directly charred into a charcoal black shape.

Relying on the experience accumulated in the previous campaign, he flexibly avoided several consecutive chases, and the general's confidence was greatly boosted, and he wanted to forcibly fight it.

"Come on, come and kill the enemy with me!"

The figure of the general, at this time, became very tall in front of the soldiers. The general has only the real name level, but has the courage not to fear the sanctuary level.

Because, "the art has specialization", in the matter of **** the enemy, even if it is higher than a realm, borrowing the momentum of the world, the general also has the power to fight.

But a gust of wind struck, and the general instantly turned his horse over and was ejected, hitting the ground.

"this is……"

The general apparently had not seen the small changes of the six six thirty-six in Shura's killing array, and he was suspicious.

The disciples of the apologetics regained their momentum and counterattacked the Wu Guo soldiers who had come forward, and blood flowed into the river suddenly.

At the beginning, although Raksha Sect was in a passive situation, it did not affect the advantageous advantage at all.

Despite the general direction of attack and the battle plan indicated by the general, with the individual ability of the disciples of Raksha Sect superior to Wu Jun’s ordinary soldiers, the striker was almost wiped out, and Wu’s morale was faintly frustrated.

Soon, the situation has reversed.

Some disciples felt a sense of powerlessness, and their offensive gradually slowed down. Obviously, supporting the operation of the formation is extremely costly. Rakshasong can't fight for a long time, and can only stay there for a while.

This point, the head also knows well.

What he needs is to hold on for a while, not kill the enemy. So, this time he didn't hit like he did ten years ago, but focused on defense.

Half an hour passed.

Part of the position of Shura’s killing formation has been penetrated by soldiers. Without the supplement of personnel, the large formation has been forced to the edge of collapse, and Zhang Jiao is suppressing the offensive of the sea dragon artillery above, and from time to time against the ground army Start a blow.

The general smiled and laughed loudly after the thunder dragons passed by. He has been aware of the victory of this battle.

"The hatred ten years ago, and the blood of all the soldiers ten years ago, I can finally pay it back!"

The general shouted and burst into tears.

The nearby soldier shook his arm and smiled on the bruised face.

Military law relies not on individual combat, but on command and unity.

The terror of the army lies not in the strength of the individual, but in the synchronization and loyalty of their terror. The country is keen to cultivate the military, and it is because of the powerful weapons of this type.

Just as Wu Jun was proud, Shura’s killing array was radiant, and 36 types of changes increased to 998 or 98 types. The increase of the last change triggered a qualitative change, which led to a multiple increase in the power of Shura’s killing array. The moves are endless, and it is difficult for soldiers to cope.

As a result, they quickly retreated to the place where they had just begun to break up, leaving behind a broken body.

Zhang Jiao smiled slightly. However, there was no chance of winning in this round, and he could only hold on for a while.

He looked at the other mountain, the illusion of the nine-day Baosha on top of it. Every fluctuation caused a strong energy storm, which made many coveted people notice that they were coming from all directions.

"It's a destiny, but it's in the world."

Zhang Jiao said to the elders, although it was a farewell, but there was no trace of sadness and regret, just like the world's superiors detached from the trend.

All the kings of Rakshamon are worshipers.

And Ma Yuan opened his eyes at this time, the strange blue is very bright, but soon faded, and returned to the ordinary black pupil.

"You woke up, boy."

When the voice of Taiyin Yuming came, Ma Yuan no longer lay down and stood up. The tears in the corners of his eyes were still wet, and he wiped them off.

"Is this... crying?"

Ma Yuan thought of the sadness in his dream.

"but why?"

In any case, Ma Yuan couldn't remember the scene in his dream. He only remembered that he was instilled with a lot of vitality. At this time, he was already a real name level, although the golden name was sealed by the Taiyin Nether and could not be used.

Ma Yuan could not borrow the power of the real name, but he was finally promoted to the real name level.

This is worth a happy thing, Ma Yuan so comforted himself.

A soft touch came from his cheeks. Ma Yuan seemed to be touched by a pair of loving hands. Such an intimate atmosphere filled this empty place, which made Ma Yuan feel strange.

"Now, you..."

Ma Yuan just wanted to speak out, and a powerful force began to drag himself, as if a heavy burden was pressing on him, and went directly to a certain barrier and returned to the seventh floor.

In turn, he fell to the sixth floor.

Ma Yuan was desperately falling down at this time, and the overly dark atmosphere of his body was instantly cleared, replaced by unspeakable weight.

At first, it fell quickly, but Ma Yuan felt the speed slowed down, and finally became slower and slower, Ma Yuan was finally able to see things around him.

At this time, he had reached the third floor, at the upper level, and looking down from the top, Ma Yuan suddenly saw a familiar face.

Liu Bei was shocked, looking at Ma Yuan floating down from the ceiling, the other party's clothes were a bit ragged, and I didn't know what happened.

"Grab my hand."

Ma Yuanling moved, and said to Liu Bei, guessing: Maybe Liu Bei would not continue to go down.

The latter was very obedient and put his hand on Ma Yuan's shoulder. At once Ma Yuan's attraction was strengthened again, and the two were dragged down.

Liu Bei put his hand on Ma Yuan's shoulder as if it was attracted by a magnet.

Asked, "What is this?"

Ma Yuan shook his head, saying that he did not know that this would happen.

Suzaku looked at what happened unbelievably, but the panda on the side was acting calmly. He gestured to Suzaku with his eyes, as if to remind or threaten the other party.

With a snap, a few pieces of feathers fell to the ground, and Suzaku's three-meter tall figure became the size of a sparrow, standing on Liu Bei's head.

"Silly bird, go away!".

Helpless Liu Bei just clapped the other hand on Ma Yuan too, at this time he could not make it.

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