Abandoning my son, I turned around and established the Supreme Immortal Dynasty!

Can't be broken!

Never allowed to break!

This Dingtian City is the main guarantee for his Eight Desolate Imperial Dynasty to fight against Daxia.

If it is really broken!

At that time, with the elite army of the Great Xia Dynasty in Chengdu, even if the Eight Wilds Imperial Dynasty has an absolute advantage in the number of troops, it will never be the opponent of the opponent. The final result can be imagined.

"kill!"

Another shocking sound of fighting sounded.

The iron-blooded warrior below once again waved the long sword in his hand, and a stronger blood evil aura appeared on the edge of the long sword, and its power was even more terrifying than the previous sword.

This knife was also directed towards the city wall where the mark had been cut previously.

The powerful people of the Eight Desolate Emperors on the city wall never expected that this iron-blooded warrior, condensed from a hundred thousand troops of Great Xia, would attack so fast. He had just struck out, and he was already in a short time In a short time, a second wave was condensed again.

When the military prime minister Wu Fengxue and others on the city wall reacted, it was obviously too late to stop them.

"not good!"

"Get out!"

Seeing the attack coming down, the military psychics in Dingtian City hurriedly called on the surrounding sergeants to evacuate quickly.

boom! ! !

In such a moment of effort.

The iron-blooded warrior's attack had already ended.

Compared with the previous attack, the power of this blow was obviously more terrifying.

"what!!!"

"Help!"

"Run away!"

For a time, countless screams rang out, and majestic blood mist appeared on the Dingtian City. Along with the violent shaking of the city wall, countless Eight Desolate Emperors fell to the ground above the city wall.

The number of soldiers of the Eight Desolate Emperors who died under this sword was at least ten thousand.

This is not a direct attack, but just the number of people killed by the iron-blooded warrior's sword.

If the attack really falls within Daoding Tiancheng, the number of people who will be destroyed by the Eight Desolate Emperors will increase to a terrifying number.

The second sword fell, and the aura of the iron-blooded warrior evolved from the military force became more and more powerful.

Judging from this state, it is obvious that the third attack is about to fall.

With the experience of the previous two waves of attacks, the powerful reactions of the Eight Desolate Imperial Dynasties were naturally faster.

In such a short time, Wu Fengxue, the Prime Minister of Military Affairs, reacted quickly.

"stop!"

This time, the reaction was extremely fast. When the iron-blooded warrior just started to wave the sword in his hand, Wu Fengxue was already rushing forward.

The strength of the fourth-level saint realm burst out from his body, and he punched towards the iron-blooded warrior to kill him.

The attack power of Wu Fengxue, the military prime minister, was obviously much more powerful than that exuded by the iron-blooded warrior.

Bang! ! !

This punch instantly collided with the iron-blooded warrior's sword.

The sword in the iron-blooded warrior's hand was shaken by Wu Fengxue's punch, and his huge body retreated ten meters away.

However, it was only a few dozen meters back. Wu Fengxue's punch did not cause any other essential damage to the iron-blooded warrior himself.

"fine?"

Seeing that the iron-blooded warrior was intact, Wu Fengxue was also stunned.

After all, he is a powerful being at the fourth level of the Saint Realm, but he can't even resist the generals who have gathered hundreds of thousands of Daxia troops?

Then how to fight against all the Daxia Imperial Army outside the city?

According to the intelligence, the people attacking the Eight Wastelands Imperial Dynasty this time had a million Daxia troops.

A whole million!

He couldn't imagine.

How terrifying will these millions of Daxia Imperial Army generals be?

"kill!"

The aura on Wu Fengxue, the Prime Minister of Military Affairs, suddenly surged again.

The opponent no longer had bare hands in his hand, but instead had a long sword engraved with exquisite runes.

The long sword contained bursts of extremely powerful power.

"cut!"

He went straight towards the iron-blooded warrior and killed him.

"I don't believe I can't kill you!"

Sacrificing his magical sword, the military prime minister Wu Fengxue was ready to make a killing blow against the iron-blooded generals gathered from the Great Xia army.

"Humph!"

At this moment, a cold snort suddenly sounded.

Before the opponent's sword could hit the iron-blooded warrior, a long light suddenly rushed towards him from below.

The attack speed of this long light was extremely fast. In just a moment, it had already passed through Wu Fengxue's sword and easily destroyed it.

"How can it be!"

Unbelievable!

Wu Fengxue's eyes were filled with disbelief when he saw that his slash with all his strength and using the magic sword was broken by a long beam of light.

"Who!"

Looking in the direction of the long light, a face wearing armor appeared in front of him.

"It's you!"

"Impossible! How can you, a mere half-saint, possess such tyrannical power!"

No matter how strong Zhang Fei is, he is just entering the Saint realm for the first time at best, and there is no way he can block his full blow like this.

"Nothing is impossible!"

Zhang Fei looked coldly at Wu Fengxue.

A year ago, it would have been difficult to defeat Wu Fengxue with his semi-saint strength.

But with the opponent's current strength, it would be easy for him to defeat him.

"Insanity!"

Being despised by Zhang Fei in this way, Wu Fengxue was naturally angry.

The other party rushed towards Zhang Fei without saying a word.

The long sword in his hand slashed out without hesitation.

"Well done!"

"Look at you, Grandpa Zhang. I'll poke a hundred or ten transparent holes for you!"

Seeing the opponent rushing towards him, Zhang Fei was also filled with fighting spirit.

The spear in his hand stabbed straight at Wu Fengxue.

"Humph!"

"I wanted to kill you, but it was so easy!"

Wu Fengxue never took Zhang Fei seriously.

He was confident that with his own strength, it would be absolutely easy to kill the arrogant guy in front of him.

The sword and spear struck together instantly.

Followed by.

A figure flew out directly.

"Wu Xiang!"

When they saw the figure that suddenly flew backwards, all the people of the Eight Desolate Emperors present were frightened by it.

In their eyes, the Martial Prime Minister of their Eight Desolate Emperors, a powerful being at the Saint level, actually flew out directly under the opponent's attack.

boom! ! !

Wu Fengxue's body hit the wall of Dingtian City heavily.

The solid city wall was actually dented with a huge dent at this moment.

"Ah puff!"

The military prime minister Wu Fengxue was in a miserable state, with a large mouthful of blood spitting out of his mouth.

His breath was sluggish, and his eyes looked even more frightened.

For a moment, several powerful men from the Eight Desolate Imperial Dynasties hurried towards where Wu Fengxue, the Prime Minister of Arms, was, and came to rescue their Prime Minister.

"Wu Xiang!"

"Prime Minister Wu, are you okay?"

Wu Fengxue, the military prime minister, is the backbone of Dingtian City this time, but there is no room for any problems.