Invincible Summoning of Tang Dynasty

  Chapter 127 Fight the Muhe Plain!

  In the early morning of the next day, there was a blaze of smoke on the wooden box plain.

  Han Shizhong took the lead, and five generals lined up behind him.

  200,000 Datang Ruizu and 1,000 Datang Blood Guards followed closely, ready to go!

   "Han Shizhong, what's the matter, want to fight a **** battle with me today?"

  Han Shizhong was opposite, Fang Zhaoyan held a mace and laughed loudly.

  Through these days of fighting and his analysis of Han Shizhong, he is sure that Han Shizhong is ready to collide with him again today, and he will withdraw.

  Fang Zhaoyan's mentality is also very good. He is not in a hurry, and slowly spends time with Han Shizhong. After a long time, he believes that it must be him who wins. After all, Datang's national strength is shallow and can't fight the war of attrition!

   "Naturally, today, either you die or I die!"

  Han Shizhong kicked his legs and rose into the air, the tip of his knife pointed at Fang Zhaoyan, his words were full of determination.

   "En? Han Shizhong, are you crazy?"

  Fang Zhaoyan is not a person who likes to work hard from the bottom of his heart. Now Han Shizhong suddenly came so that he really did not know how to deal with it.

   "Stop talking nonsense, come and fight!"

  Han Shizhong did not squint, stared at Fang Zhaoyan, and shouted.

   "Huh, war will fight, afraid you will not succeed?"

   Feeling the strange eyes of the lieutenants beside him, Fang Zhaoyan was unwilling to show weakness, lifted the mace and jumped into the air to face Han Shizhong.

   "Soldiers of Datang, kill!"

  The two in midair couldn't tell the outcome for a while. Suo Chao couldn't wait, so he roared, Suo Chao rode in the dust, riding alone, and slammed to the enemy first.

   "Flush me!"

   Yang Xiong, Liao Hua, Gao Lan, and Ji Ling were unwilling to be left behind. They roared and rushed forward.

   "Guys of Beidi, kill with me!"

   Seeing that the soldiers and generals from the opposite Datang had already rushed forward, the lieutenants of the Beidi army were also unwilling to be passive. They encouraged their morale loudly, and took the lead one by one, and went forward.

  Boom! boom! boom!

   Soon, the two armies slammed into each other like two torrents, and when they made contact, the shouts of killing immediately rose into the sky.

   "Hey, Fang Haoran, this time we can have a good fight!"

   At present, the true realm of the first layer of the supernatural god, the potential of three and a half, is enough to fight through the seven small realms, and the combat power is comparable to the eighth layer of the god.

   Senran smiled, Suo Chao took the lead in finding his old opponent, Fang Haoran, Fang Zhaoyan’s nephew, in the eightfold realm of God.

  A magnificent dance with a mace, once matched with Suo Chao.

   "Huh, stop talking nonsense, I will hammer you to death today!"

  Fang Haoran's eyes dazzled. Suo Chao has always put a lot of pressure on him. If he is negligent, he might be sent to Huang Quan.

   "Anyone can speak big words, pick me up!"

   Suo Chao jumped up into the air with a horse, and fell from the sky alone with a single axe.

  This axe was so heavy, and the axe was so powerful that many Beidiszuo were directly crushed by the force of this axe on the spot!

  Boom! boom! boom!

  After being squashed, the Northern Disciples quickly exploded on the spot, and the flesh and blood flew across the scene. The scene was once extremely bloody.

   "Suo Chao, you are looking for death!"

  Fang Haoran is anxious! Suo Chao is obviously taking the opportunity to kill Beidi Shizuo!

  Fang Haoran's eyes rolled, Fang Haoran's mace drew up from the ground, and he waved it wantonly, attacking him with a half-moon vigor.

boom! boom! boom!

How could the vigor of Huashen Eightfold be something ordinary soldiers could bear.

  Even first-class arms like Datang Ruizu can't stand it!

  With one blow, hundreds of Tang Ruizuo were hit by Qi Jin and wiped out the spot!

   "Dead!"

   Suo Chao's eyes are splitting, every one of Datang Ruizu is a treasure!

  How can he not be angry if he loses so much at once?

  Increase the power again, the power of this axe becomes heavier and heavier, and it can kill people when it is heavy to a ray of breath!

   "Huh! Do you know it hurts too?"

  Fang Haoran gave a cold snort, raised his mace a little hastily, propped up a semi-circular blood-colored light curtain, and tightly guarded it, trying to resist the axe.

   "Break it for me!"

  This axe cable has been super-charged for a long time, and how can Fang Haoran's hurriedly arranged protective light curtain can resist.

  Axe Jin just touched the blood-colored light curtain, and the blood-colored light curtain melted every inch

"what?"

  Fang Haoran was taken aback. He never expected that the blood-colored light curtain he had placed would be so vulnerable.

   "War!"

  At the critical moment, Fang Haoran held the Spike card, and after a little charge, he fought with that heavy axe.

boom! boom! boom!

  The two hit each other, and the terrifying air wave spread towards the surroundings.

  Both soldiers have their own injuries

   "Axe!"

   Suo Chao glared at him and used his force again.

   Click!

  Fang Haoran’s mace broke at the sound!

  Crack!

  With the continuous pressure of Suo Chao’s axe, Fang Haoran’s body was bent to the ground in sections, making it difficult to move!

   "Dead!"

   Suo gave a loud shout, and the big axe in his hand crashed down.

"Do not!"

  Fang Haoran was horrified, regretted in his heart, why did he have to go out and kill the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty forcibly, this is all right, his life is dead!

  Boom!

  The giant axe fell, and Fang Haoran’s body burst open, turning into a sky full of stumps and broken arms

   "Hey, I'm really looking for death!"

  Suo Chao wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, he smiled, his eyes turned, he already had the next goal.

  Although he is impatient, he will not faint. He still knows the priorities.

  At the moment, only by killing all the generals above the enemy's transformation **** can they win at the least cost.

   smashed with a few axes, smashed a **** road, Suo Chao once again greeted a general of the North Di Jun Huashen!

   "Yang Xiong, die!"

  When Suo Chao faced Haoran on the top, Yang Xiong also encountered his old opponent, the enemy general Yang Antong, the seventh-level transforming god.

  For many days, Yang Xiong relied on his true realm of the first level of transformation, and he could surpass the potential of three stars to fight in the seventh level. With the combat power of the seventh level of transformation, Yang Antong was inseparable.

   "Huh, it's not certain who will die!"

  Yang Xiong is holding a simple sword, his face is cold, and he has fought many times. He already knows the strength of Yang Antong.

  This time, he is absolutely sure to cut Yang Antong under the horse!

   "Dead!"

  Yang Antong was eager and dedicated, holding a long sword, and taking the lead in the attack.

  The body is like a long sword. Together with the sword, it stabs Yang Xiong straight!

   "So courageous!"

  Yang Xiong kicked his legs, and the Pudao in his hand slashed across the air. The hot light ignited the half of the battlefield.

   sonorous!

  The sound of swords and swords is particularly harsh.

  Splash!

  The two withdrew their swords at the same time, stepped back a few feet, and after accumulating their strength, they flew up again and fought fiercely in the air.

  After a while, Yang Xiong deliberately leaked a sideways, making Yang Antong think that he had caught Yang Xiong’s flaw.

   "Haha, Yang Xiong, you are dead!"

  Sure enough, Yang Antong didn't realize that this was Yang Xiong deliberately, and the long sword, regardless of it, only hit Yang Xiong sideways.

  A cold light flashed in Yang Xiong’s eyes. At this moment, he had been waiting for a long time!

  A flashed body moved horizontally, and in Yang Antong’s unbelievable gaze, he slashed out!

  Boom!

  Yang Antong was too late to dodge, and was too late to change his move. He was hit by Yang Xiong in the chest with a stab, and his whole body fell to the ground like a cannonball, no more movement!

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