Ze Tian Ji Chapter 100: Wang Po is here
The two Demon Commanders on the grassland, as well as the older Demon race veteran and the Old Snow City princess, have an abnormal expression of Grim.
The residue of Dao Sword Intent floats to the top of Bright Day Peak peak.
Demon Commander-in-Chief reached out and grabbed it in the air, sent it to the nose and sniffed, Caution slightly.
Li Mountain Sect Leader was already Breakthrough more than ten years ago, but it didn't get much attention. In many people's opinion, this old daoist who has never left Shanmen, only relied on Li Mountain Sword Sect's Secret Technique and hundreds of years of Way of Cultivation to break through to Saint Domain, which is nothing.
Can anyone think that his Way of the Sword Cultivation is so amazing that already has reached the threshold of the second Dao School.
Mao Qiuyu looks at Li Mountain Sect Leader said, "It will be hard for you today."
Li Mountain Sect Leader glanced at the peak of Bright Day Peak and waved his hand and said, "I can't beat this murderer."
Waiting for Mao Qiuyu to speak, he pointed at the two Demon Commanders on the grassland and said, "These two can't beat me, let me come."
Mao Qiuyu and Huai Ren are awkward, thinking how can this be frank, and who is going to deal with that Demon Commander-in-Chief?
It's too late to think, the fog in the channel under night is getting heavier, and the tall figures are getting clearer.
Demon race veteran and Old Snow City's prince already landed on the battlefield. If they were not stopped again, the army's account would be directly attacked.
The breeze breeze slightly, Huai Ren greeted the princess who fluttered in the robe, while Mao Qiuyu was a double-sleeve swing, blocking the member of the veteran society.
Li Mountain Sect Leader Sword in the right hand, holding the sheath in the left hand, stepping on the rainbow, and heading towards the two Demon Commander.
The strongest in the Holy Land comes one after another, the powerful Aura keeps crashing, rolling up numerous winds and dust.
A ray of sword light tears everything between the heavens and the earth, takes the next light, and illuminates the grasslands.
Heavy magical breath like night, gushing out from the valley, like a real abyssal dragon, devouring that ray of sword light.
Heaven and Earth turning upside down, dark.
Countless unimaginable magical pictures are staged in turns between the sky and the earth. Some peaks adjacent to Bright Day Peak have been flattened out. Golden blood drips from the sky and ignites in the wind, emitting infinite heat and The light of the holy light, the blood of the strong Demon race is like ink, which stains the sky even darker.
In a short time, it seems like countless days and nights have passed.
The Human Race army on the grassland relies on the barrier of formation, and it is difficult to support in the waves caused by the sacred strong clashes. Occasionally, the military masters and crossbows inside it want to help the Human Race sacred strong. However, it is impossible to get rid of the intrusion of Wolf Rider, and it is impossible to get rid of it.
Demon Commander-in-Chief stays out all the time, cold and cruel eyes pierce the helmet, looking to somewhere in the south, I don't know who is waiting.
Going more than a hundred miles to the west is the most dangerous right battalion in the West Army.
No one thinks that, as the most important person in the Western Army, Prince of Xiang did not stay behind and ignored Cong Prefecture Army, but stayed here all the time.
The stream of light in front of the Bright Day Peak peak is clearly visible in the sky. Although it is more than a hundred miles away, it seems to be in the eyes.
Prince of Xiang holds the fat falling from the upper edge of the belt with both hands, squinting the eyes of looks at, Jianguang and Demon Qi, does not know what to think.
If he set off at the beginning of the battle, he should have had time to participate in this rare sacred warrior chaos.
But he hasn't done so. He thinks that it is far from the most critical moment. The most important thing is that people have not arrived.
Yes, just like Demon Commander-in-Chief, he is waiting for someone to come.
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"Here! Come!"
A burst of surprise shouted from behind the military tent.
The shout was like Sparks falling into boiling oil. It soon spread through the entire military camp until the entire battlefield.
Neither the Human Race soldiers nor the Wolf Rider desperately attacking the perimeter heard the voice in the distance.
Here it is.
That man is finally here.
Howling winds.
The gravel crackled on the blades of grass.
A person appeared in front of everyone, wearing a washed-up white shirt, shameful, and looked like Accountant who owed a lot of money.
Wang Po is here.
No one knows where he was just now.
No one knows where he came from.
It's not a military account, he doesn't have the habit of standing beside the coach.
It's not a utility room either. He doesn't have the spirit of playing on earth.
He came over from the south.
South is the world of Human Race.
His shoulders are still tugging as usual, and he can easily hold the handle.
At this time, the grassland was in chaos. There were violent fights of life and death, shouting and crying one after another. The wind and flying sand covered many eyes.
In such a large and complicated picture, Wang Po is just a small humble point and should not be noticed by anyone.
But when he came from the south, everyone, including the soldiers and strongmen on the Demon race side, saw him.
No matter how shabby his clothes are, how unusual his temperament, and how dazzling the world is, he still has the strongest existence sense.
Demon Commander-in-Chief closed her eyes.
The temperature at the peak dropped suddenly, and the black rocks were covered with a light layer of hoarfrost.
Facing opponents like Wang Po, even he must be cautious and go all out.
Wang Po's speed seems unpleasant, just like ordinary walking, but soon passed through the Human Race barracks and came to the battlefield.
The situation on the battlefield is extremely complicated, and unexpected situations may occur at any time, bringing many variables and dangers.
But Wang Po did not speed up its pace and did not change its direction. It still walked like Quietly.
Demon Commander-in-Chief is closing its eyes to gain momentum and preparing for a later encounter. It must be the thunder of Heaven Shaking.
KWang Po is no stranger to this.
I was there capital outskirts Tanzhe Temple He sat under that ginkgo tree for more than ten days and nights. Way of the Blade , Is also the accumulation of knife power.
In this way, he can defeat Tie Shu by Luo River.
At this time, he walked towards the mountain, and the process was gaining momentum.
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Demon Commander's ranking method is similar to Great Zhou Divine General. It will consider seniority and fame, but the most important thing is absolute strength.
Syndicate is now the third Demon Commander of Demon race. The realm is very powerful. No one is his opponent in Great Zhou Divine General today. In addition, he is trusted by Young Demon Lord and has been awarded some powerful Demon Tool. Real Sanctuary Power.
Just now he will be cut by ray of sword light with a small cut of Demon Horns. He will be injured and bleed. He is extremely embarrassed. Except for the sword Li Mountain Sect Leader, which is really mysterious, it is also related to his slight enemy.
And he didn't expect the sword in old daoist's hand to be so sharp and terrifying.
This injury made him awake and cautious. He battled Li Mountain Sect Leader with the eighth Demon Commander and some military strongmen, and performed very calmly.
He saw Wang Po walking across the battlefield, but couldn't get rid of the Sword Intent envelope of Li Mountain Sect Leader, issued a severe roar, ordered Wolf Rider to launch an attack on Wang Po, and at the same time used his eyes to indicate that the eighth Demon Commander cooperated with himself, driving the entire battle group towards the battlefield Go away from the center.
No matter how terrible those Wolf Rider are, they can't hurt Wang Po. The third Demon Commander understands this, he just hopes to interrupt the Wang Po's potential.
In the battle between Wang Po and Demon Commander-in-Chief, even the slightest influence may directly change the direction of victory and defeat.
Li Mountain Sect Leader guessed the intention of this Demon Commander, with long eyebrows floating slightly, and a flick of fingers.
Shrouded Heavens Sword was chopping the third Demon Tool at this time, and the eighth Demon Commander chopped with blood, suddenly encountered the finger wind, and issued a crisp sword cry.
The sound of the sword is very clear and spreads throughout the grassland.
Some seemingly ordinary soldiers walked out of the chaotic battlefield and came to the side of Wang Po.
Wolf Rider started to charge.
The bloodthirsty wolf's eyes were full of madness, and the Demon race Cavalryman were making unpleasant howling.
A few sensational Sword Intents rose into the sky and passed.
These ordinary soldiers are actually Elder Li Mountain Jiantang!
The cold sword flashed, Wolf Rider fell to the ground one after another, splashing countless blood.
Several Elder Jiantang walked beside Wang Po like bodyguards.
No matter where Wolf Rider comes from, they will be chopped to death.
They want to make sure that Wang Po is not disturbed in any way.
Even if it affects their (to) unsheathe the sword, it even hurts them.
Wang Po should do nothing until the battle with Demon Commander-in-Chief begins.
In many people's eyes, this is the big picture approach.
But Wang Po has never been a person who can accept others' kindness with peace of mind.
If he did that, how could his knife be as powerful as it is today?
On the west side of the grassland, Taoist Nun Huai Ren is fighting against the Demon race veteran member.
Clear and killing fingers, like arrow feathers, walk through the sky, breaking dozens of Dimensional Barrier, leaving deep blood holes in the Demon race veteran.
Under Heaven Stream Divine Finger is indeed a trivial matter, especially when it is displayed by the Holy Land Strong.
The Demon race veteran issued a severe roar, reached out and seized the scepter of the two tribal chiefs, and sucked the Divine Soul attached to it.
Not only that, his demon body became taller with the speed visible to the naked eye, more than ten feet tall, covered with sky night, like a demon.
Just then, a distant sound of gold rang out in the distance.
That's the iron rubbing, the knife will come out of the sheath!
Demon race veteran's expression changed suddenly, confirming that he had no time to evade, he made a strange cry of despair, and fell to Taoist Nun Huai Ren like a mountain!
night was cut off by the blade intent that seemed to come from outside.
Several sounds and several wounds on the shoulders of the Demon race veteran.
Tianguang fell on the dust, white as cotton, gathered into clouds, and bombarded the Demon race veteran's chest.
The elders of Demon race suddenly shattered and turned into a black powder. They spread and spread, and the weeds within a few miles of the circle were touched and withered!
Taoist Nun Huai Ren's face was pale, and blood leaked from the corners of his lips.
She looks at the center of the battlefield.
Wang Po walks towards the mountain as if not doing anything.
Many eyes fell on his side.
His hand already held the scabbard.
His thumb is on the edge of the knife handle.
I saw the iron knife.