Dragon King Hall

Chapter 1670
The moment Henry Zhang's voice fell, above the ground, a long black mace flew out of thin air and went straight to Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji jumped up, received the mace with both hands, then handed the Hyper-Dragon Mace to his right hand, and danced smoothly.

Zhao Ji stared at the soldier in his hand, with a look of excitement in his eyes, the mace of the dragon, this is the ancestor soldier of the Nine Bureaus, which has the direct effect of destroying the world's evil spirits.

After Zhao Ji held the weapon, a golden glow lit up on the Dragon's Mace. This golden glow wrapped around Zhao Ji's body for a week, and then merged into Zhao Ji's body. This means that Zhao Ji has the ability to hold soldiers!

"Lan Yunxiao of the Ancestral Alliance, come and lead the army!"

Henry Zhang’s voice sounded again.

On the ground, a long knife with a sky-blue blade rose into the air and headed straight for the blue sky.

Lan Yunxiao reached out and grabbed the handle of the knife.

"Autumn Water Blade." Lan Yunxiao looked at the soldier in his hand and sighed, "You are back again."

"Dongfang Xingyun, come and lead the army!"

"I wish the successors of the family, come and lead the army!"

"*Cunzheng's family, come and lead the army!"

"Gao Lijin's family, come and lead the army!"

"The Kate family of the free country, come and lead the army!"

Henry Zhang’s voice rang frequently, and one weapon after another came out of the ground and fell into the hands of someone.

In this battlefield, brilliance is overflowing, and ancestor soldiers frequently appear.

"He inherited his master's ancestral soldiers." Lan Yunxiao looked at Henry Zhang in the sky, "The weapon spectrum can be in charge of the world's ancestral soldiers. From the moment he inherited the weapon spectrum, his status in this world has been unlimited. No matter how great a person is, he will definitely become a leader."

Duan Jiulong, who was holding a heavy hammer, watched all this happen. His eyes were full of solemn expressions. Once a person has the ancestral soldier, his strength will undergo earth-shaking changes. When holding the ancestral armament, I will also become stronger because of the ancestral armament.

As for the person holding the weapon spectrum, although they don't have direct access to the ancestral soldiers, they can get the energy blessing of all the ancestral soldiers on the weapon spectrum. This alone is scary enough.

Those ancestral soldiers inserted beside Duan Jiulong have all returned to their masters, only a black sickle, still standing there quietly, with a crescent-like blade, this is the grim smile of death.

On the side of the orcs, the orc general shouted in his heart when he saw such a scene. He had already seen the power of these ancestral soldiers. He didn't know how many orc warriors were slaughtered by just three ancestral soldiers. There are at least twenty ancestral soldiers!What a scary number that is.

Such a scene made the orc general very clear that the defeat of the orc clan was coming!

Henry Zhang floated in midair, glanced below, and spoke again.

"Soldiers obey orders!"

"exist!"

All the people holding the ancestral armament responded one after another.

Henry Zhang stretched out a finger, pointed in the direction of the orc army, and shouted: "Take the soldiers in your hands and kill all the invaders!"

On the battlefield, more than 20 ancestor soldiers radiate light.

Zhao Ji squeezed the dragon's mace in his hand, looked at Taoist Gongyun who was hiding in the army of orcs, "I can't help it, I'm going to do it!"

"kill!"

With the sound of a shout of killing, more than 20 ancestral soldiers radiated light, and Quan Ding Ding also joined the battle.

The human army, led by more than 20 ancestral soldiers, rushed towards the orcs in a menacing manner!

Yes, crush!
When more than 20 ancestral soldiers show their power together, on this ancient battlefield, the orc clan will never have the possibility of a comeback!

Duan Jiulong, holding a heavy hammer, stood in place. He did not join the battle. He knew very well that no matter how strong he was, on this ancient battlefield, facing more than 20 ancestral soldiers, he had nothing to do. Besides, now, I have more important things to do.

After Henry Zhang gave the order, he looked at the Broken Nine Dragons below.

Duan Jiulong also looked at Henry Zhang.

A smile appeared at the corner of Henry Zhang’s mouth, he stretched out his hand, the black sickle on the ground trembled slightly, then suddenly lifted into the air and fell into Henry Zhang’s hands.

At the moment Henry Zhang held the life sickle, black lines swept across his wrist and spread up and down the whole body, until Henry Zhang's neck, the black lines stopped, and the lines were like black flames.

Henry Zhang’s pupils turned a strange black, Henry Zhang held the life scythe, pointed at the ground obliquely, looked at the broken Nine Dragons, and said, “Vice Lord of the Hall of Valor? It feels like that’s all.”

"Do you think that getting the ancestral soldiers is the capital to shout at me!" Duan Jiulong squeezed the heavy hammer in his hand, then jumped up suddenly, and went straight to Henry Zhang. His speed was very fast, in the eyes of others phantom.

But in Henry Zhang’s eyes.

"too slow."

When Duan Jiulong appeared in front of Henry Zhang, Henry Zhang said these three words lightly.

"What!" Duan Jiulong's pupils shrank suddenly, he didn't know when, the edge of the life scythe had reached the back of his waist, and the curved blade only needed to be gently pulled to chop Duan Jiulong in half.

At the critical moment, Duan Jiulong used the heavy hammer in his hand to sink his body quickly, out of the attack range of the sickle, but just like that, Duan Jiulong's head was still cut off with a strand of hair.

“The response is not bad.” Henry Zhang said words of approval, but immediately showed disappointment, “It’s just that it’s a little too weak.”

When Henry Zhang’s voice fell, he had already appeared in front of Duan Jiulong.

"cut!"

There is only one word for Henry Zhang’s move, and a black crescent glow is formed at the foot of Duan Jiulong.

Duan Jiulong's face changed drastically. Although it was just a simple aura, he was able to do all this in the ancient battlefield. This shows that Henry Zhang is now so strong that he can ignore the rules of the ancient battlefield!
Duan Jiulong danced the heavy hammer in a circle, forming a circle of khaki defensive light around his body, but the moment he was touched by the black crescent light, the mask instantly shattered, and Duan Jiulong himself was also shattered. Beng flew out and hit the ground.

Just when Duan Jiulong was about to get up, Henry Zhang stepped on his chest, and the curved blade of the sickle rested on Duan Jiulong's neck.

“Your Hall of Valor want to kill me?” Henry Zhang’s face was full of playfulness.

"Henry Zhang, you are nothing more than occupying the location of the ancient battlefield, why are you so arrogant?" Duan Jiulong's face was full of unwillingness.

Henry Zhang snorted coldly, stomped on Jiulong's chest hard, and Jiulong spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Win the king and lose the bandit." Henry Zhang sneered, "You have practiced for many years than me, but now you are defeated by me. Any rhetoric is an excuse."

"Oh, even so, Henry Zhang, do you dare to kill me?" Duan Jiulong showed a stern look in his eyes, "If you kill me, your beautiful wife will not live!"

"What did you say!"

On Henry Zhang's body, black lines spread across half of his face in an instant.

(End of this chapter)