Who Awakened His Talent?

As Ying Zheng's last word fell, the whole world trembled!

The magnificent imperial power condensed into substance, and pressed down on the Undead Legion.

The power of the emperor of all ages shocked the nine states!

The faces of the soldiers of the Undead Legion changed suddenly!

"What a big tone!"

Although the Iron-Blooded Emperor was also impressed by Ying Zheng's powerful power, he had experienced hundreds of battles and was determined. How could he be afraid at this time?

"Undead Legion, charge!"

At the command of the Iron-Blooded Emperor, 100,000 cavalrymen roared in unison.

The horses' hooves stepped, the dust flew, and the rolling murderous aura swept in all directions.

"Kill--"

Thousands of troops rushed towards Ying Zheng like a tide.

Seeing this, the funeral master was not worried.

Ying Zheng was the treasure of the funeral master. For thousands of years, he was nourished by endless funeral power and was equivalent to the half-step god king level.

Moreover, with the power of the evil god as the core, he was not afraid of the power of the bloody master.

The Iron-blooded Emperor held a steel whip and said sarcastically:

"Hmph, I don't believe it. Even if you are the first emperor, what can you do? Can you defeat my Undead Army alone?"

Buzz!

Before he finished speaking, a space crack appeared in front of the Undead Army.

"Who said he only has one person?"

Zhou Zhen held the Xuanyuan Sword and stepped out of the space crack.

"Fight!!"

Behind him, millions of troops lined up in neat rows, and the murderous aura rushed to the sky.

"New Emperor, you are finally here." The Iron-blooded Emperor had a crazy smile on his face.

"Okay, okay, the current Daxia is qualified to be conquered by me!"

"Oh? This sword..." Ying Zheng looked back in surprise, and his eyes briefly stayed on the Xuanyuan Sword for a moment.

Now, it seems that it is very far away from his time...

His eyes met Zhou Zhen.

Immediately, the two nodded at the same time.

As the rulers of Daxia, although they were in different eras, they did not feel unfamiliar with each other.

"Soldiers against soldiers, kings against kings."

Zhou Zhen took a deep breath and stood in front of the Iron-Blooded Emperor with Ying Zheng.

Behind him, millions of troops were arranged in formation, like towering mountains, exuding boundless fierceness.

"If you dare to declare war on my Great Xia, I will make you come back without return!"

Zhou Zhen roared.

"Kill!"

In an instant, millions of troops shouted in anger.

The rolling sound waves turned into huge waves, and a gust of wind swept all over the fields.

The Undead Legion was not afraid at all. Although the number of people was ten times behind that of Great Xia, the momentum was more condensed and not inferior.

The two were like a needle against a wheat spike, and they were about to collide.

"You, retreat."

However, at this moment, Ying Zheng shook his head and asked the army led by Zhou Zhen to retreat.

At this moment, not only Zhou Zhen, but even the Iron-Blooded Emperor showed doubts.

Could it be that this first emperor was ready to take action alone?

Ying Zheng looked around, his eyes flashing with inexplicable emotions.

The place where he stood was still Da Xia, but now, it was not his era after all.

As the time of awakening became longer and longer, his memory gradually improved.

"I can't live in the world for long. Once the evil god wakes up, I will lose consciousness and become his puppet."

Ying Zheng stretched out his hand to Zhou Zhen.

Buzz!

Suddenly, under Zhou Zhen's astonished eyes, Xuanyuan Sword flew out of his hand and fell into Ying Zheng's palm.

This scene made Ying Gou grin.

Good Xuanyuan Sword, anyone can use it, but I can't, right!

"My Tai'a is not here, I'll lend you the sword!"

Then, Ying Zheng raised his head and looked at the undead army in front of him.

"How dare you bully me?"

After the words fell, the burial ground of a million miles trembled suddenly.

The vast and boundless burial energy burst out from Ying Zheng's body!

Boom!

A huge and terrifying wave erupted, like a gunpowder barrel being ignited, and it surged wildly!

Bang... Bang... Bang... Bang...

It seemed that thousands of troops were galloping, trampling, breaking the void, and collapsing the universe!

Within a range of thousands of feet behind Ying Zheng, the surface of the ground exploded inch by inch, turning into smoke and dust all over the sky!

"What is this...!"

The Iron-blooded Emperor's eyes widened, revealing a look of horror.

Not only him, but also those who were watching the battle, including Zhou Zhen and others, also showed a look of horror.

"Your Majesty, I am willing to follow your Majesty to kill the enemy!"

With a roar, a mighty general in black armor stepped out of the burial ground.

His figure was as majestic as a mountain, and the long sword in his hand flashed with cold light. Behind him was a dark mass of Qin troops.

They marched in an orderly manner, with strict military discipline and magnificent momentum, like a torrent of steel.

"Your Majesty, I am willing to follow your Majesty to kill the enemy!"

Another heroic general appeared.

The Qin army behind him was well-equipped, and everyone was equipped with strong bows and crossbows, and the arrows were like locusts, impenetrable.

"Bai Qi is here, and he will not let down your majesty's trust!"

The last general to appear was a stern-faced general.

His tone was calm, but his eyes were dark red, as if they were hiding a terrifying killing aura!

The Qin army he led was mainly composed of heavy armored infantry, and the front line was solid, like a moving fortress.

"You, follow me to cut off the enemy's head!"

The sword in Ying Zheng's hand flashed, and a hole was instantly torn in the undead army in front.

The iron-blooded emperor's eyelids jumped.

The superposition of burial qi and human power is so terrifying!

Wang Jian, Meng Tian, ​​and Bai Qi, three generals, led the ancient Qin army, like a tiger into a flock of sheep, killing the enemy and making the blood flow into a river.

The Qin army, with the blessing of the funeral force, actually greatly restrained the regeneration ability of the Undead Army!

Moreover, every time a Qin soldier was killed, he would walk out of the burial soil again not long after.

The Iron Blood Emperor's undead army, which was invincible, was completely unable to do anything to the Qin army, but suffered heavy losses.

"Dare to..."

The Iron Blood Emperor's eyes were red, and he swung the steel whip in his hand violently.

Snap!

The steel spikes and flesh exploded in the void, and actually pierced through Ying Zheng's shoulder directly!

However, Ying Zheng frowned, as if he didn't notice it, but the sword in his hand kept emitting.

Wei Dao • Tai... Xuanyuan!

Zheng! !

A ray of vast sword energy crisscrossed and rushed into the sky.

Ying Zheng didn't care about the steel whip that was destroying this body at will, and he wanted to exchange injuries for injuries and life for life!

"You are crazy!"

The Iron Blood Emperor had a bit of disbelief on his face. This was not the way the emperor fought! Even the soldiers fighting on the front line wouldn't fight so hard, right?

The Iron-Blooded Emperor quickly pulled back the steel whip and blocked it in front of him.

Even so, his chest was still cut with hideous scars and blood was flowing.

As soon as the blood fell, it was drawn into the statue behind the Undead Legion.

At this moment, the bloody statue was emitting a scarlet light.

"There is not enough blood... I can't summon my Lord to come..." The Iron-Blooded Emperor glanced at the statue, his face becoming more solemn.

The power of the Lord of the Funeral restrained him a little.

Moreover, Ying Zheng's desperate fighting style put him under great pressure.

However, as the first person in the bloody war path, he would not be afraid of any challenge!

"Fight to the death? Haha..."

Perhaps it has been too long since he was injured.

The Iron-Blooded Emperor suddenly laughed, raised his right arm, and stabbed it into his chest.

Puff!

In an instant, blood gushed out.

The blood in the Iron Blood Emperor's body boiled, and a stream of powerful power emerged and injected into the steel whip, making it thicker and stronger.

Just as the Iron Blood Emperor swung the steel whip again.

A figure flickering in the air quickly approached the battlefield.

"It seems that I came just in time and did not miss this big show." Su Yu smiled slightly, and a summary of fate appeared in front of him.

"A small event of fate: you see your enemy, the Iron Blood Emperor, waving a steel whip and attacking your friend Ying Zheng."

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