Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 49 49.

How big is the golden bergamot of thirty feet?

It is about the size of a small football field in the previous life.

The bergamot photographed it, everything hasn’t moved, the situation hasn’t moved, it’s just that many karma has been burned. Who is mortal without obstacles?

The thousands of soldiers who stood in front of him have disappeared.

The armor, armor, and weapons were all harmless, and they fell to the ground after losing the support of their inner body.

The “steel line of defense” formed by this army, like being torn apart by a fierce monster, showed a gap of about ten feet wide, which was instantly broken.

Buzzing

Xia Ji heard the black halberd whispering in his hand, as if complaining why there was no blood?

He was slightly bowed, and in the next moment, he rushed into the gap like a wild leopard.

“Shield soldiers become mountains!”

“Pikemen attack!”

Nangong clasped his hands in front of three small flags, and kept fiddled with them.

In this world, warfare is a very mysterious doorway.

The soldiers’ courage and morale can be stored in the flag in advance,

Then in the war,

As long as the flag in the hands of the master is not broken,

Soldiers are not broken,

Then it will fight to one soldier and one soldier.

At this time, under his command, the soldiers formed into formations, like metal monsters flashing cold light, facing the invader.

But because Nangonghe lost his only magical weapon, seeing the prince coming fiercely, he rode his horse back to avoid the sharp edge.

At the same time, he grabbed a pair of black long flags and danced from the side of the horse. This was originally a matter for the messenger, but at this time, he did it himself if there was still time to pass the messenger.

The black long flag meets, meaning: Cavalry prepares.

The general’s mind was swiftly moving. He was indeed shocked by the huge Buddha hand just now. Those powerful rosary instruments are also invaluable and extremely rare in the ghost market. No wonder these seven princes can block the ghosts. The adventure gained is really not small.

It’s just that the more powerful the magic weapon is passed down from the ancient times,

However, the spirit in the artifact is limited, and once used is dimmed for one point, when it is completely dimmed, the spirit is exhausted, and the artifact is completely useless.

Therefore, powerful magical weapons are more used as deterrents, as “checks and balances”, “stop loss” and “deterrence”, as a weight, let people weigh whether they can withstand a counterattack before being hostile.

Therefore, in high-level confrontations, soldiers and knights are still fighting against each other, and those terrorist weapons are rarely used.

After all, everyone has thoughts in their hearts and will not do everything.

How can he be like this prince, directly holding this powerful magic weapon and hitting the soldiers?

I really don’t know how precious the artifacts are, and they should be used as consumables at will!

“I just hope that the ghost party has consumed this magic weapon many times before.”

Nangonghe could only pray silently.

Xia Ji had already stepped into the military formation. Soldiers crowded in front of him with their shields. They had no idea how many layers inside and outside, they had already surrounded him, and the mountains were growing closer and closer.

The young prince held the end of the black halberd with one hand and danced around his body with strange power, turning into a **** circle of more than ten feet, but the iron shield was also extremely thick, like a city wall.

Every time he swiped, he would completely overturn a piece of the city wall, but after overturning one piece, more came up.

The spear behind the steel shield wall shone with a little bit of cold light, tearing the air in the loud noise, and stabbing him from all angles.

Xia Ji danced back and paused for a while, and the palm of her hand had already swelled eighteen times, with heavy loops, and the Hundred Ghost Night’s method made her hand a little bigger.

Bang!

The giant hand, which showed the form, clenched the black halberd again.

The amount of shocking pressure is like crushing the snowy wind around here!

The fingertips were squeezed tightly, and there was a slight popping sound of squeezing the air.

call! ! ! ! ! !

With one dance, the surrounding shield walls became toys and building blocks. They were photographed and flew into the sky. The sound of clang-chilling sound was endless, and the fine steel shield was sunken, and it was directly smashed into broken copper by this great power. Iron, and the soldiers holding the shield behind them were crushed to pieces by the powerful force!

The shield forms a mountain of stacked mountains.

People become the tide of metal.

But this mountain is constantly being destroyed.

This tide is constantly being photographed.

Between the fights, blood flew horizontally, Xia Ji danced with a black halberd in his hand to make a magic dragon, and the magic energy was rolling without cover, the blood from the earth turned into a trickle, from the sky into a horizontal red spring, rushing towards the tip of the halberd Away.

The demon soldiers received “nutrition”, and they became more and more fascinating, like a monster that has been hungry for a long time, burning with black light, and the sharpness of that bit of sharpness gradually increases with the blood pool.

During the rush, another extremely thick shield wall pounced,

Xia Ji stepped forward again. The shield had become a mountain, blocking the way. He stepped up the mountain, and the direction of the shield mountain suddenly turned to the sky. The pikemen crouched, spears smashing like the ground towards the young prince. Stabbed.

He stood on Shield Mountain, took another step, and flew up several tens of meters.

In the bloodstream, Xia Ji held the black halberd, the true energy of the nine suns rose, and the nine rays of sunshine rushed towards the tip of the halberd.

He is also a human being. If he is pierced by a gun in his heart or neck without real qi or strength for defense, he will die. No one in this world can bear a swordsman with his body except for the use of qi or strength. The advantage is that some gods in ancient mythology will have their heads cut off in their sleep, throwing away the way of vigor, and talking endlessly, which is really a joke.

Guanghua rose to the highest.

Nine suns unite, the sun shines!

In an instant.

An extremely strong force, containing the strength of suppression, containing the energy of burning, gathers on the black halberd,

The bright to the extreme brilliance of the tip of the halberd made people feel that the big sun suddenly appeared in this windy and snowy sky. From a little bit to a panic volley, the snow was still there, but the light was blazing.

The shield soldiers could hardly look straight.

The brilliance and coercion from the cracks in the shield mountain have crushed the morale of the soldiers in this steel castle.

No matter how rigorously they have been trained, and how great their ambitions are to die, they are ridiculous in the face of such strength.

On the battlefield, either life or death.

Those who follow me live, those who block me die!

Before a while, the power had crossed the sky of several tens of meters, and crashed on the enemy facing him.

Bang!

Bang bang bang! ! !

Like a flaming meteorite falling to the earth, Shield Mountain was torn to pieces, and the waves of air and heat were like thousands of beasts of different worlds that came with this meteorite. Only when they hit the earth, they rushed towards all directions and bite. The lives of ordinary people.

Shield Mountain cracked.

Hundreds of soldiers in the center flew out in all directions under this blow, and the violent true Qi had already taken their lives.

Keng! !

The devil’s halberd hit the ground heavily, and the devil-like figure fell into the heavy snow, and the blood of all rivers came to him again.

Dangdangdangdang!

The soldiers rushing around were only hit by the corpses flying in the opposite direction, and they stopped.

The corpse inside was flying out, and the soldiers outside were still squeezing in.

Only the prince in the central vacant land, with a full body of ten feet, was empty, and only a river of blood was left.

at this time

The cavalry has completed the assembly.

The iron-grey torrent, like a hundred rivers returning to a big river, gathers in one place. Three thousand iron horses are holding sabers, like a monster with fangs ready to push forward. The monster’s whole body shone with terrifying metallic luster.

“Ready to charge!!”

Nangong shouted out loudly. He hid in the end, commanding the lieutenant, and the lieutenant commanded the army to block and suppress that person.

The more he watched, the more horrified he became. It wasn’t that he had never seen a peerless fighter, but it was the first time he saw him like this.

It’s just that, no matter how fierce it is, it should not resist an army. The mighty power of the sky is like a tsunami tornado.

Legends are also human beings, and when they are exhausted, they die.

Nangonghe was shocked in his heart. The person kept backing away, holding the small battle flag containing the morale of the soldiers in his hands, while carefully observing the extent of Xia Ji’s power consumption.

The prince wanted to attack his side, but the army also kept moving with him,

He rushed, and teams of soldiers rushed to block, encircle and suppress.

The soldiers are constantly moving.

The cavalry was integrated at the end.

Nangonghe looked at this terrifying Seventh Royal Highness’s apparent consumption several times, and then looked at the rosary that he put on his left hand again, but the color seemed dim, he thought about it for a bit, and then resolutely used the last one. As the power of a sharp knife.

Three thousand cavalry is his strength to be determined.

Nangonghe roared: “The cavalry charge! Kill!!!”

With an order, the drums sounded, and the shield mountain separated, exposing the earth that had been turned into blood and fire, and the demon **** was in the center.

Da Da Da Da Da! !

There was a big earthquake for a few miles.

From the other side, the iron-colored beast turned into a black torrent, all the soldiers wearing iron helmets, with sharp eyes, staring at the prince in the center,

During the impact, every iron cavalry turned into a bit of meat from this giant beast, and every team turned into the muscle texture of this giant beast.

Looking down from a high altitude, these three thousand iron knights rolled like thunder, like a giant hand of a **** clenched into an iron fist, this fist, violent and unmatched, blasted towards Xia Ji!

The power of an army!

Turn into a punch! !

However, Xia Ji seemed to have been waiting for such a punch long ago.

The smoke and dust are full, the snow is flying, like a cloud that is still lingering, and he is standing in the unspattered cloud.

Every thought is like a freeze frame.

“Birth is coming, death is going, rebirth, Tathagata.”

After the faint voice, a thirty-foot golden bergamot, like the day when the clouds are broken, the clouds are bright, the golden light is silent, does not provoke everything, does not wind dust, and the iron gray opposite, like thunder, is shaking the earth, Jackie Chan’s “giant fist” formed a sharp contrast.

The giant fist and the bergamot collided in the middle of the battlefield.

The bergamot photographed.

The fierceness of the giant fist suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Fire burning crime industry.

One slap killed two thousand.

But those two thousand fast horses were unaware, still carrying the two thousand empty armors before sprinting forward, suddenly not aware of the horror of the bergamot just now.

Nangonghe’s eyelids jumped, his face completely pale, and his soul was also horrified, but he suddenly gritted his teeth and roared: “This son is ultimately a flesh and blood body, consumes a lot of money, kill him!!!”

The remaining 1,000 cavalry did not stop the charge. After the 2,000 empty horses, a 1,000-handled saber was raised, and the cold light shone!

The demon-like prince looked at the oncoming horses, stood up and sat on one of them,

Following the iron current-like power, he directly rushed out of the shield soldier’s encirclement, and after pulling a long distance, he circled again and hit the remaining cavalry.

One point rushed towards a group, and when viewed from a high place, he made an epic picture scroll, using blood as ink and fire as pen to outline this shocking battle.

(End of this chapter)