Ultimate Martial Divine King

readx; half a month before the blink of an eye, the ten-battalion team has been retired, and finally stopped at the ten miles south of Shandong. The 10,000 troops and horses led by Forrest and Huaxiong were stationed outside the house. Coming soon is an unavoidable slaughter war.

The front line of the battle at Hulong Pass continued, and General Meng Tao commanded the battle in person, and there was no time to take care of Wangxiao Mountain. Coupled with the decision of the General Command. The demise of the Ten Battalion seemed to be a foregone conclusion. More than two thousand people who met Huaxiong were tantamount to smashing stones with eggs and killing themselves.

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The bright moon quietly hid behind the dark clouds, and the campfire in the woods was burning. It was a mess, shattered trees, and deep pits, which were caused by a hundred senior warriors in half a month.

In the neat queue, the soldier's face was full of thick killing, holding a red bandage in everyone's hand. A pair of firm eyes stared at the foremost general Xia.

"Half a month, do you want to retreat again?" Jiang Xia shouted.

"I don't want to."

"Almost a year, do you still want to defeat the battle?"

"I don't want to."

"Five times in a row, do you still want to ridicule people at headquarters?"

"I don't want to."

"Last chance, do you still want your brothers in the Ten Battalion to fall in front of you one by one?"

"I don't want to."

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The momentum was soaring, Liu Fang and Akai's necks burst with blue veins, and endless hatred filled their faces. The level of hard work for half a month of training can be compared to years in the military.

"Okay brothers, it's time to counterattack." Raised Xia's hands, tied the red bandage on his head, and shouted in a deep voice, "Brothers, for the Ten Battalion, for honor, for yourself, treat you What I have learned in the past half month has been used by the enemy. Our ten-battalion team will always be the most amazing. "

The sound of a sudden burst of infinite enthusiasm in Xia eyes, "Tonight, kill a happy man."

"Kill it!"

The crowd yelled loudly and tied the red bandages to their heads. Murder was pervasive, and a fierce tiger had polished its sharp minions.

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"Huh, the group of tortoises in the Mencius Empire finally stopped." In the jade tent of the Black Camp, Huaxiong had his feet on the table with a contemptuous smile.

"Hey, this isn't frightened by your prestige." The man with a thin chin still sneered. "General, let's kill it tonight and solve them together!"

"Not in a hurry!" Hua Xiong lifted his eyelids and smiled with interest. "The general wants to kill them all. It only takes a short hour or two to give them one night to enjoy the living time. "

"The general is really kind and his subordinates really admire."

"That's it." Huaxiong's face rose impatiently. "You go out first! Don't bother me if the waste of the 10th Battalion isn't much noise."

"Yes."

The man with a thin chin nodded his head and left the tent. At the same time, he was especially dissatisfied and secretly cursed, "Well, what's so great, if it wasn't for the Marshal of War Meng, you were defeated by military law last time."

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At night, it got deeper and deeper, without starlight and moonlight. Pairs of beast-like cold eyes were approaching the military camp of Huaxiong.

"Oh!"

A flash of cold light instantly killed a sentinel soldier. Liu Fang grabbed the opponent's body with one hand, not making him make any noise. The burning crackle of the bonfire not far away faintly saw a dozen scattered sentry soldiers.

The front of the team looked at Xia, and turned to Akai and several senior leaders of the ten battalion to make a gesture. A few people immediately realized that they had an eye-to-eye communication, like an arrow off the string, and attacked the sentinel.

"who is it?"

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"hiss!"

The sound of sharp blades penetrating the skin is particularly sharp, and some even lose their lives without even sounding. Akai covered a sentinel's mouth with one hand, holding a dagger, and quickly drew a knife around his neck. The sentry stared at his legs in horror, and twitched a few times before stopping again.

In a blink of an eye, more than a dozen sentry soldiers were silently stung to the ground. Xia led the crowd forward, like reptiles, carefully approaching the enemy barracks.

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It was late at night, about four hours later. Often during this time, it is the most exhausting moment of a person. The patrolling guard is yawning deeply, looking dizzy. The generals were still waking up in their sleep.

However, at this moment, the flames suddenly burst around, and with the excitement of shouting and killing, two or three thousand soldiers armed with weapons pounced on the water.

In the dark, the forward was hit by nearly a hundred **** guards with red bandages on their heads. The spirit of the patrol guard immediately awakened most of them, and had no time to shout, a purple cold flashed. More than a dozen people fell to the ground instantly, with their heads in different places.

"Brothers, kill! Revenge for the dead brethren and revive the glory of our tenth battalion."

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The generals of the ten battalion were bloodshot, and after a few months of injustice, helplessness, resentment was released in an instant. Liu Fang, Akai killed everyone, and the fierce beast opened his sharp fangs.

Where would the soldiers of the Black Jade Empire think of more than 2,000 people in the other side daring to attack, and before they could react to what was happening in the future, they were slashed by the Ten Battalion soldiers rushed into the tent.

The flames soared into the sky, holding Xia holding the blood snake sword, like a **** of killing, ruthlessly harvesting the lives of enemy soldiers. This is the battlefield. No one is right or wrong. The only correct thing is to use the blood of the enemy to water the weapons in his own hands.

The sneak attack in the night, the ten-battalion team completely hit the other side by surprise. However, after all, the enemy army had nearly 10,000 people. After the rash, they quickly settled down. At this time, Liu Fang, Akai and a hundred other high-level warriors took on a key role. Spirit-level martial arts urged out, and instantly killed dozens of people.

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"The waste of the Ten Battalion, do you dare to come and sneak in?"

"Boom!" The ornate tent in the middle suddenly exploded. Huaxiong held a silver spear and appeared in the void wearing silver armor. A wave of lances and a dozen tens of meters of white lances instantly killed more than a dozen soldiers of the Ten Battalion.

Huaxiong glanced around and found a short amount of time. In this way, he killed or injured more than a thousand people. An unknown fire burst into his heart and yelled, "I want you to come back today."

"call out!"

As soon as the words fell, a purple sword-mang burst into the wind. Huaxiong's face changed, and his spear lay across his chest. With a bang, Huaxiong suddenly felt a numbness in his tiger's mouth, but actually stepped back involuntarily.

Immediately following, Xia Fei stood up and turned into a streamer to attack Huaxiong. The latter was full of anger, the gun trembled, the body was parallel to the ground, and the high-speed rotating counterattack would be Xia.

"boom!"

The silver spear and the **** sword sturdyly collided together, and Huaxiong was shocked and flew out again. Quickly stabilized, looking at the strange young man in front of his face with horror.

"Who are you?"

"Deputy Captain of the Ten Battalion, General Xia."

"Will Xia?" Hua Xiong held the spear tightly, and his heart could not be calm for a moment. The strength of his own king in the mid-term, did not expect that two people were forced to be so embarrassed. "Who the **** are you? Why have I never seen you?"

"Hum, go ask King Yan!" Flashing Xia's eyes coldly, he didn't plan to delay anymore. After all, the ten battalion's strength was too much different from the other side, and the opponent's general had to be won first to achieve a deterrent effect.

"Shit, don't take it too seriously."

Hua Xiong was also exasperated, with a long gun dancing, and a flash of silver guns flickered across the sky. Space is restless, and every gun shadow hides murder.

In the face of thousands of gun shadows, Xia frowned slightly, can not help but raise a little solemnly. If it was changed to amnesia, it would be almost impossible for Xia to kill Huaxiong. Now there are too many skills in the form of outlines. It feels familiar, but I don't know how to send it out.

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"Hey, stinky boy, scared silly!" Hua Xiong laughed strangely, the endless gun shadows rushed towards Xia from all directions.

"Whirlpool of Power!"

Xia thought of this relatively handy spiritual martial arts subconsciously. The rich purple light instantly forms a high-speed swirling vortex outside the body.

"Om!" The space shuddered, and a small purple tornado intersected with the silver gun shadow. "Boom!" The chaotic power was released in a random and random manner, and a violent aftermath spread out.

"Well, boy, if you only have this ability, let's be honest!"

Huaxiong's eyes appeared thick and grim ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Followed by a dazzling white light bursting up and down the whole body, the gun shadow above it was connected, and it looked like a white spider from a distance.

Xia's heart was startled, and a glimpse of the two armies fighting below was in full swing. The soldiers of the Ten Battalion were fierce and abnormal. Liu Fang, A Kai and other generals bathed in blood.

Rao is so, due to the large number of enemy forces, the disadvantages of the ten battalion soldiers gradually revealed. Jiang Xia knew that he couldn't go on like this. His eyes were cold, followed by a white misty figure flying out of his body.

Climbing Xia's momentum to a height in an instant, the misty figure flew over the head, then quickly gathered Xia's body, and in an instant, the outer layer of Xia's body was permeated with a thick layer of white fog.

"Huh, these tricks can't scare me." Hua Xiong's powerful blow was already formed, and the "white spider" intertwined with the sky overwhelmed Jiang Xia, and the whole sky was trembling.

The body lingering in the white mist will not let Xia not dodge, and with a sturdy figure, he raises the blood snake sword in his hand, and slashes in front of the "spider", "the mist kills." ·

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