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The overlord is dying, and eight hundred soldiers are willing to die together!

However, they were thinking, being eroded by the sound of the piano, Chu Xiao had no time to accompany them in a daze.

Zheng!

An exceptionally prominent piano sound sounded, and Murong Zhuifeng's halberd swung to sweep away thousands of troops.

The crowd in front of them turned on their backs in an instant, and a dozen people were cut in half, blood was splattered, and there were screams.

"kill!"

"Die!"

Leng Wushuang and Wu Ke joined hands to rush up immediately, and Murong Zhuifeng's previous move really shocked them.

Skeleton K was killed with a halberd, making them terrified!

But Wu Ke knew that Leng Wushuang had already cultivated a strength, and he didn't think Leng Wushuang would lose.

An ice zen energy, tens of thousands of energies melt the glacier!

Chapter 142 The Overlord of the World (for more updates, please subscribe)

After cultivating into a Dao Jin master, a metamorphosis has already taken place.

Boom! !

In an instant, countless figures surged together in the forest.

Leng Wushuang, Wu Ke took the lead, and killed Murong Zhuifeng, followed by countless killers, ready to kill at any time.

And Murong Zhuifeng let out a roar, and Fang Tian's painted halberd swept across thousands of troops without any fancy, pulling mountains and rivers with force, with unrivaled bravery, and smashed it down on the head.

Wu Ke's gun was like a dragon's chant, earth-shattering, as if it pierced the void, and the tip of the gun seemed to have a gun light blooming, which was the energy released.

Unleash your strength, exhale to kill.

Countless gun shadows brought forth spear lights, and stabbed directly at Murong Zhuifeng's body's vitals.

Leng Wushuang was like an ice queen descending, at the same time her body rushed forward, she pinched her slender hands, and her strength quickly condensed into ice spears, all arrows were fired at Murong Zhuifeng.

However, Murong Zhuifeng swept Fang Tian with his halberd, and Wu Ke was directly thrown into the air. All the ice spears were shattered and turned into vigor to wreak havoc, and the surrounding forests one or two feet apart burst into pieces.

Murong Zhuifeng abandoned Wu Ke and went to Leng Wushuang. He had his own judgment, and this was the greatest enemy. Fang Tian swept his halberd towards Leng Wushuang's head.

Leng Wushuang's body was swift, and a piece of Bing Zen energy was hung on a treetop. With a pull of his arm, his body flew out on the spot, dodging the blow.

boom!

Murong Zhuifeng smashed a big hole behind him, and the halberd swept across, directly cutting off three trees.

As for Leng Wushuang who flew over from behind Murong Zhuifeng, Bing Chan Jin wrapped around Murong Zhuifeng's body, with a slight pull of his finger, Bing Chan Jin ruthlessly strangled Murong Zhuifeng's waist.

A master's Ice Zen Strength can cut steel and iron,

Leng Wushuang saw that Murong Zhuifeng had fallen into an invincible state at this time, so he didn't try to fight hard, and used his advantage of agility to strangle him with Bingzen Strength.

Whoosh!

When Murong Zhuifeng rushed towards him once, Leng Wushuang left from the same place again, with all ten fingers moving together, three or four ice Zen energies wrapped around Murong Zhuifeng.

Murong Zhuifeng's body was wrapped with a few strands of ice Zen energy, and his speed dropped a lot.

"kill!"

"He is under control, kill him."

Many killers seized the gap between Wu Ke and Leng Wushuang's retreat, and many killers shot one after another.

boom!

A series of peerless murderous aura erupted from the forest, and the blows that many people had been planning for a long time erupted one after another with a fierce aura.

In an instant, the killer rushed over from all directions.

Surrounded by killers, Murong Zhuifeng was besieged on all sides!

But no one approached, within one meter of Murong Zhuifeng, countless scimitars suddenly appeared out of thin air, whirling in the air, exuding the breath of death.

Whoosh whoosh! !

A bloodbath!

The scimitar flew out in all directions, a rain of blood splashed in the air, and many people were cut by the waist.

Only then did everyone realize that there was still a gap in the periphery.

clank!

Loudly! !

This time, Senhan's piano sound suddenly became very clear.

column camp,

blowing,

Point will,

line up,

go team,

ambush,

A complete picture emerges in people's minds,

People seemed to see the real appearance of the eight hundred strong men in front of them. When they were fighting with the Han army,

The sound moves the world, the roof tiles fall like flying,

There is the sound of gold, drums, knives, sword strikes, trampling of men and horses,

However, it is silent from time to time.

Over time, those who have complaints but are difficult to understand are the songs of Chu, and those who are sad and strong,

The voice of generosity in mourning for King Xiang,

Farewell,

Trapped in Daze, there is the sound of chasing horses,

As far as the Wujiang River, there was the sound of King Xiang slaying himself,

Yu Qi trampled Xiang Wangsheng.

The people who heard the sound of the piano, from the excitement at the beginning, quickly became tragic, and finally had no choice but tears.

Everyone was overwhelmed by the aura of seeing death as home, thrilling, overwhelming murderous and violent aura, feeling chaotic with thousands of troops fighting.

Many people who are weak in martial arts have a feeling of being insane after hearing this.

Even Leng Wushuang and Wu Ke were affected, the master's mind was firm, far beyond that of ordinary warriors, but at this moment they also felt a sense of despair and were infected.

boom! !

The next moment, behind Murong Zhuifeng, skeletons appeared one after another.

A total of eight hundred skeletons!

It's as if eight hundred Chu generals and soldiers have all returned to the world!

These eight hundred skeletons, clad in iron clothes, had a cold light, and held a rusty spear in their hands, and returned to the mortal world! !

"Ah...why, so desperate..."

"Impossible to win, we lost, lost!!"

Many killers were infected and collapsed on the spot, completely losing their fighting spirit.

Go ahead!

Eight Hundred Skeletons Go Forward!

Murong Zhuifeng was standing in front of Eight Hundred Skeletons, holding Fang Tian's painted halberd, at this moment it seemed as if the Overlord was really reborn.

"kill!"

Murong Zhui sounded like a bell, with white hair like snow, holding Fang Tian's painted halberd horizontally, charging towards Leng Wushuang and Wu Ke, with eight hundred skeletons behind him walking together.

Loudly! !

Heaven and Earth lacked playing, and used the sound of the piano to replace the roar of the eight hundred skeletons, "Kill, kill, kill!"

At this moment, the wind is blowing, the clouds are flying, and Murong Zhuifeng's snow-white hair is dancing with the wind, vividly showing the vicissitudes and tragedy.

At this moment, Murong Zhuifeng has already merged into the world of zither.

Just like the Overlord of Chu by the Wujiang River in Flying Daggers, he had too deep obsession.

Murong Zhuifeng was regretting and hating, thinking, wanting to break free from this sinking, wanting to go back to that town, wanting to go back to that day.

But he can only be imprisoned in this immortal body, struggling in hell and crawling back to this world with the only remaining thought.

boom! !

He took a step forward, and Fang Tian's painted halberd pressed down horizontally.

Sensing the approaching crisis, Wu Ke widened his eyes and raised his spear to block it.

Clang!

Wu Ke's spear broke, and his hands holding the spear were shattered. His whole body was enveloped in a kind of murderous intent, and his body flew out, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood.

He was terrified, looking at the demon-like figure and the hundreds of skeleton soldiers behind him who followed him, his heart was terrified.

He had an illusion in a trance that this man came from hell.

On the hilltop in the distance, Chen Jinxi, Zijun and other women from the Hehuan sect were all moved when they saw this scene.

"He still doesn't want to believe all of this. His obsession is too deep." Chen Jinxi's eyes were hazy, thinking of her sister and that young child, she felt sad.

Suddenly, a magic sound came.

"kill!!"

Murong Zhuifeng charged at Leng Wushuang, Fang Tian swept across with his halberd, and the rusty spears in the hands of countless skeleton soldiers blasted forward together.

At this moment, the sound of the zither, which was missing from heaven and earth, perfectly blended with Murong Zhuifeng, and there was no flaw.

God blocks and kills God, and Buddha blocks and kills Buddha.

Leng Wushuang danced her arms quickly, a cold storm blew up, and countless icy blue energy swirled around her body, turning into an icy blue vortex, spinning rapidly, like an eye from the abyss staring ahead .

The eye of the storm! !

She didn't dodge or evade, and blasted forward, a strangling storm blew up in the eye of the storm, swallowing everything.

Bang!

The halberds of Storm Eye and Murong Zhuifeng collided instantly.

This sudden collision!

An astonishing force swept across in an instant, with the collision point of the two people, the contact point between the eye of the storm and the eucalyptus as the center point, it erupted suddenly.

boom!

In a blink of an eye!

A storm of destruction blew up in this space, large areas of trees exploded one after another, sawdust and soil scattered all over the sky, and the killers on the periphery also turned their backs on their backs.

And the eye of the storm was devouring those skeleton soldiers, one by one skeletons holding spears, their illusory bodies split open, and then disappeared.

In the end, the eye of the storm couldn't take it anymore and exploded.

Leng Wushuang's body shook, and his feet slid backwards involuntarily.

But Murong Zhuifeng took a big stride and quickly stuck it up, and the remaining five or six hundred skeleton army moved forward together.

Without further ado, the second halberd swept across,

Leng Wushuang crossed his arms, and the eye of the storm appeared in front of him again.

The two sides collided with each other again.