final catastrophe

Chapter 411 95. The Sword Presses the Snow
The faces of hundreds of red-armored soldiers following behind the black-armored general were all hidden behind masks.

The city lord finally sensed that the visitor was not kind, and just as he was about to react, the man on the opposite side suddenly stretched out his hand, holding a golden soldier talisman in his palm, nine tigers wandered away, and in the center was a three-legged sun tripod .

"Shenbing Tiger Talisman!"

The city lord suddenly understood who the visitor was, and he was overjoyed. After all, the regent was well-known, and he was recognized as the number one in the world before.

It's just that he only brought hundreds of soldiers and horses, which is a bit overstated.

These chivalrous men are self-sufficient in martial arts, but they are unscrupulous, and sooner or later there will be problems.

The city lord hurriedly laughed, and was about to say something like "see the regent".

However, that indifferent voice came from a distance and entered his ears clearly.

"Turn around and fight."

The magic soldier tiger talisman can command the soldiers and horses of the world, so the city lord should absolutely obey.

But the army horse of Emperor Yan behind him was extremely brave and well equipped, if he turned around, he would be completely turned into cannon fodder.

However, it would not be appropriate to violate the young regent's will in person.

So the city lord turned his eyes and said hastily: "General, the enemy is powerful, there are at least tens of thousands of troops, and they are coming fiercely. We have already prepared, why don't we retreat to a safe area first, and I will report to you in detail, and then Make a decision."

He doesn't know if there are tens of thousands, anyway, let's bluff first, and when we get to the safe area, I will bluff a few more words, and then retreat quietly.

The sky is high and the emperor is far away, and he has been at ease ever since.

These knights in the rivers and lakes don't know how to fight on the battlefield, they all rely on their own personal bravery. He has heard about the regent's deeds for a long time, and he is just a reckless man with a high heart and high strength.

However, a heavy cold hum came into his ears.

"Hmph, resisting orders and not obeying."

The city lord rolled his eyes again, and suddenly said: "General, the enemy has already arrived, it is important to defend against the enemy first."

He thought that this would allow him to delay for a while, and he would take the opportunity to slip away when the scuffle broke out. He thought that at that time, hundreds of soldiers and horses would be defeated by Emperor Yan's army on the opposite side.

He smiled and raised his head.

Then I saw the sky full of knives.

The wind and snow are like knives, one piece at a time, the whole sky is so vast, and there are so many snowflakes.

When the flowers are in full bloom, people think of vitality and spring has come.

But when the snow fell, it was complete destruction and death.

The black-armored regent reined in his horse and stopped his whip, and stood quietly amidst the tens of thousands of wind and snow. With him as the center, the ice and snow of the world became like flying knives.

The fleeing dead man and the city lord only felt severe pain in the skin, if Ling Chi died.

The flesh and blood were cut and turned up one by one.

And a small snowflake has passed his throat, sending him to death.

The six hundred demon soldiers also stopped in their tracks, as if watching the snow with the black-armored general who stopped there.

"gorgeous."

The regent stretched out his hand and plunged into the sea of ​​snow. In an instant, several snow knives covered his palm, but he went around very friendly, twirled, rolled a few times, and it was From the man's palm to the back of his palm.

Then it continued to whimper ferociously, and fell to the ground.

In the darkness ahead, several screams suddenly burst out.

Bang bang bang.
Then there were a few flickering black awns rushing towards him.

Those black lights were swift and fierce, whistling through the air. Although the wind and snow were heavy and the sword intent was strong, when these black lights passed through, there was a sense of flow similar to "fish walking through water".

Whoosh whoosh.
After a few sounds, several passages appeared in the darkness.

And every passage even bends, but the final destination is the black-armored king regent.

The figures of the two crab generals flickered, and they appeared in front of the black-armored general in an instant. With their left arms stretched out, the huge crab claws "clicked" a few times, and they caught the black awn.

The black awn is still a handleless flying knife, the knife is as thin as a piece of paper.

It hit the red crab claws, making a "ding ding ding" sound like a shower.

The long-haired general in black armor didn't change his expression. He seemed to be just looking at the snow, the knives all over the sky, and the loneliness all over the sky.

"Raise your shield!"

"Emperor Yan is the son of destiny, we must win!"

In the darkness in the distance, the continuous wailing stopped, and then one after another shields were erected like open gates, forming a phalanx wrapped in iron armor, and then began to move forward.

In this long snowy night, solid and powerful.

And as if sensing their will, a hurricane suddenly rose in the sky.

The original westerly wind blowing the snow blade was suddenly reversed at this time, turning into an east wind.

Dongfeng in winter.

And Xueren naturally turned back, pouring towards the enemy opposite the armored phalanx.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

"Go forward! We are the teachers of justice under Emperor Yan, and God blesses us!"

Seeing such a miracle, the footsteps of the phalanx in the darkness became more determined and steadfast.

Through the one-finger gap between the iron shields, one can see the snow light rolling back outside the gap, like a tide receding, like a waterfall flowing backwards, like time passing but turning back.

Wherever this army went, they felt a huge wind pushing them behind them, making their blood boil.

"Come on!!"

A soldier with a broadsword rushed out from between the giant shields.

First place, second place.
This group of troops seemed to be on fire, desperately heading east with the wind and snow all over the sky.

It seemed as if even heaven was on their side.

If the general army sees such a situation, it must be demoralized and extremely depressed.

But this is not an ordinary army, but shrimp soldiers and crab generals, magic soldiers.

And the only one alive was the long-haired general in black armor.

He is still looking at the snow.

heavy snow!

The heavy snow that seemed to overwhelm him and suffocate him was coming backwards.

The tide of soldiers in front is surging, and the morale is high, like burning, which can be felt even a thousand meters away.

The long-haired man took a step forward.

Then the probe grasped the handle of the knife.

Grab the fingers and pull them out gracefully.

Knife out an inch.

But it was a blizzard that crushed the entire sky.

Between the sky and the earth, it seems that all the sounds have disappeared, and the particles falling from the hourglass are also suspended in mid-air. The blood-soaked person seems to recall the floating cloud in the sky outside the window when he accidentally raised his head.

The summer cicadas are singing, and the stars are twinkling in the autumn night.

Everything seems to be like a revolving lantern, and people can't help but recall it.

Then, walking to the short end, but seeing the shattered knife.

Knife out.

And what followed was a gray ghostly figure.

The ghost with red eyes and long hair, grinning lips showing sharp teeth.

chi chi chi chi chi chi
The ghost shadow kept walking between the invading soldiers. It had no entity, it was completely transformed by the sword intent, so it couldn't be attacked at all.

The various forms of rushing and killing suddenly froze.

At some point, the ghost had jumped back into the body of the long-haired general.

Xia Ji looked at the knife still drawn.

There was no blood on the tip of the knife, but it was just stained with a hexagonal snowflake that hadn't melted yet.

He blows off gently.

It seems to be talking to yourself: "Let's go."

(End of this chapter)