final catastrophe

Chapter 419 103. Home

But Emperor Yan's soldiers came too fast and too covertly.

So that after setting up the formation and raising the shield, they began to fight.

Treat carelessness with care.

Even the magic soldiers suffered unprecedented suppression.

Only the man didn't move, and all the rockets flew past him.

The dead branch in his hand has also been ignited, like stepping into a river of flames.

Then move forward slowly.

In the firelight, his gentle to cold face, and Xia Yan's face outside the firelight were reflected.

"How does it feel now?"

Xia Ji suddenly asked a strange question.

Riding on the steed, the hulking young man's body shook, these words brought back his memories.

is fear.
That was his answer back then.

But not at this moment.

Xia Yan said: "It's anger."

Xia Ji grinned, showing his sharp teeth, and laughed.

Then his body moved, and between the steps, the fire wave split into two parts, a dead branch turned into a unparalleled knife, and from the scorching red, with the knife energy of tens of meters, he slashed at the Emperor Yan.

For some reason, Xia Yan was not afraid, and even drew his sword to face each other.

At this moment, the moonlight suddenly disappeared.

And Donglei roared.

A snake-like lightning fell with a "click" and struck Xia Ji.

Xia Ji had no choice but to turn around with that saber energy and swing it into the air.

Dao Qi meets Thunder and Lightning.

Boom.

Xia Ji was blown away several meters, and he backed up again and again.

When the surrounding soldiers saw this scene, they felt horrified, but this time the "monster" belonged to their own side, so their morale was boosted.

Xia Ji chuckled lightly, and drew out his saber again.

Xia Yan also jumped off the horse and took a step forward.

But the thunder and lightning in the sky are like a pot of thunder pulp, the bottom is cracked, and countless bright silver thunder lights "click" to leave behind.

One after another, they slashed towards Xia Ji.

For a moment, the magic soldier was stunned.

The surrounding soldiers were all stunned.

Xia Yan taught them to understand what is the son of destiny.

then
The hulking young man drew his sword in anger.

There is no sword spirit.
However, there was a whistling sound suddenly from high in the distance, and everyone looked up, only to see that huge black shadow hitting the black cloud, and the cloud shadow was rippling, revealing the moonlight.

The black shadow gradually burned and became a fireball.

In the end, it crashed down.

It turned out to be a meteorite wrapped in flames!
There are tens of meters in diameter.

shit
This is what people think.

Although the magic soldiers were extremely fast, half of them were directly smashed to death.

All the people present suddenly felt, "What use do I need? In this war, I, Emperor Yan, alone is enough."

"Come on, snake god, let me see your power!"

The hulking young man walked on the path in grief and anger. Wherever he went, the flames scattered.

"Why don't you call me uncle?"

A laughing voice came from above.

Xia Yan raised his head, only to see that man with weird long hair had stood on top of the meteorite at some point, looking down at him.

"You are not my uncle, get out of his body!"

Xia Yan roared, and began to run in a rattling manner, and cut out with a single strike.

"Humph."

The man with weird long hair jumped down from the meteorite, and the dead branch in his hand turned into a deadly ray of light, and cut out again.

The blade glowed like frost.

But the lightning in the sky fell just right again.

Xia Ji had no choice but to retreat, and Lei Dian followed closely behind, took a step back, and struck down a slash.

The frequency of thunder and lightning seems to be the same as his, and in a blink of an eye, it is a hundred steps.

Xia Ji has been retreating
Tian Dao may not be watching here at this time, but the accumulation of fortune makes Tian Shi appear domineering and partial.

It seems that at this time, he has fought against himself again with his nephew.

There is no way to retreat.

It was lightning and thunder.

Xia Ji stopped, clasped his palms together, and crossed them upwards. The ghost snake all over his body suddenly poked his head out, voicing a message towards the falling electricity.

The snake shadow immediately climbed into the light and shadow, black and white overlapped, but it was extremely brilliant for a while.

Every time lightning strikes, dozens of black snakes fight against it.

"Monster, go to hell!" Xia Yan roared through gritted teeth.

And following his anger, a thunder pillar with the thick legs of an adult fell on the head of the long-haired man.

This battle is no longer like a battle between knights, and it is not even an exaggeration to say that gods and demons are fighting.

This battle lasted for three days and three nights.

According to the surviving soldiers, during that time.

The tornado swept wildly, the meteorites fell randomly, the ground cracked and flames burst out, the sky thunder and lightning danced wildly with ghost snakes, it was a scene of the end of the world.

In the end, the young Emperor Yan was covered with scars, and led the remnant soldiers out of Changban City, while the sword god led the remaining two hundred demon soldiers into the city, looking south at Ziwei Xiongguan.

During this period, almost all the soldiers and horses of the Shenqiang Hall were wiped out. In the end, the one-armed Zhao Zilong stayed behind to intercept, and desperately managed to get Emperor Yan to retreat.

And his partner Jun Mowang also disappeared during the fierce battle outside Changban City, and his life and death are unknown.

The six hundred bronze men were all beheaded, and Jian Yimen and the people from all over the world sent to support by heroes from all walks of life were all killed.

Emperor Yan had a high fever and barely maintained it, and finally escaped from Changban under the escort of Tang Qian, Gong Shuying, Luo Yingning, and Shi Qingyuan.

Looking back, the flames of the isolated city were still burning, and the long-haired and unarmored general stood at the top of the city, watching the five people go away, but he did not stop them.

Seems to have exhausted.

Or lost the knife, and kept scruples?

He bared his chest and held his head high, with three thousand traces of worry and one trace of strangeness. Two hundred demon soldiers stood behind him, waiting respectfully for follow-up orders.

The carrion vultures grabbed the branches in the distance, like sculptures, and sometimes did not move their eyes, but rushed up quickly, jumped to the blood-stained city, and looked towards the east of the city.

In the east of the city, meteorites are everywhere, and blood is overflowing.

The human body was disassembled into the most digestible meat paste, and some were even cooked and roasted, exuding a disgusting meaty smell.

"Ga" a mournful long cry.

At dusk, three or two vultures mate together, and then swarms of vultures pass over Xia Ji's head like a shady curtain, heading for the place where they eat.

"Why don't you kill me?" Zhao Zilong still held the broken gun in his left hand, leaning against the still hot broken wall.

Not a single part of his body was intact, even one of his pupils was pierced. At this moment, he squinted his eyes, gasped for breath, and looked coldly at the colder man in front of him.

Xia Ji didn't answer his words, but coughed lightly twice.

By the river in the dream, while driving in the wind, the four big monsters sitting on the square table suddenly raised their heads.

During this time, they have been completely obsessed with "sandbox games".

Although the infinite world is too big, it is completely enough to use Longzangzhou as the chessboard.

The four existences only felt that their long years were wasted.

What kind of people did you kill, what kind of heresy did you achieve...

What a fun game.

Xi Xi controls the Holy Gate of Huanxi, playing the game of developing the master.

Huang Quan secretly controlled the Huashan School among the "Six Righteous Way Schools". Who made the successor leader of this school obsessed with longevity?
So Huanxi Shengmen and Huashan School...

Then began the speechless feud and the endless battle.

(End of this chapter)