Chronicles of Heaven Chapter 696: King Wu
The battlefield of the Three Kingdoms, near the battlefield of the duel, is silent.
After a long time, suddenly there was a loud noise coming from the three army formations. The soldiers of Qingqiu Kingdom of God were cheering and cheering, their cheeks flushed with excitement one by one. Wei's soldiers shook their heads in exclamation, one by one was shocked.
In the military formation of Dawu, countless generals were dumbfounded and speechless; countless soldiers were soft and their weapons fell on the ground unconsciously.
Wu Hai stood on a battleship, his eyes flushed and stared at Old Tie.
Angry, sorrow, anger, frustration and fear.
Is this still a human?
No magical powers, no magical powers, no magical powers such as three heads, six arms, heaven and earth, etc., relying solely on the strength of the force, relying on spear skills, and killing a thousand elites in the hidden realm in one breath.
Such a warrior...Why isn't it a member of the Tawu family?
Wu Xi's body shook slightly. As one of Da Wu's most noble princes, Wu Xi knew that he had to do something now.
Otherwise, the morale of the soldiers present in the Great Warrior Kingdom is bound to collapse.
In the future, as long as there are places where old iron appears, the army of the Great Warrior Kingdom will be a lump of tofu, and it will be absolutely vulnerable.
At this moment, Wu Hai, as well as the Dawu high-level officials who have the same status as Wu Hai, have completely forgotten that the duel battle is going on in the battlefield, which is related to the fate of the three kingdoms.
In the future, whether the Great Armed Forces will have a chance to fight against the old iron is still unknown.
They completely ignored this. They just wanted to kill the old iron, boost morale, and not allow the old iron to be so arrogant.
"Who, Qing family, cut his head for Gu...?" Wu Xi's voice became extremely hoarse, and he said solemnly: "Who can kill this lonely daughter, Minghua County? Lord, gave it to him."
A group of great generals and goalkeepers standing behind Wu Hai took a breath at the same time.
They looked at Old Tie's gaze, and became as ferocious as a wolf. Wuhai is the Prince of Dawu, the lord of Minghua, is Wu Hai's most beloved daughter, and being able to marry the Minghua lord is undoubtedly a step up to the sky, instantly changing from a slave of the Wu family to a relative of the emperor.
But facing the old iron, these generals hesitated.
During a breath, I saw the spear light little by little, and a thousand-born Tibetan generals came to death.
Many generals of the Great Martial God Kingdom bowed their heads, not daring to look at Lao Tie, even they held their breath, lest they breathe harder, they would let their masters notice themselves and order them to fight.
Wu Xi and the few Dawu princes present looked at each other. They were so angry that their foreheads jumped with blue veins, and then they roared at the same time, pulled out their weapons, rose into the air, and personally killed the old iron.
In the Great Armed Forces, countless generals shook together.
A total of eight Dawu princes rushed to Lao Tie personally. They were wearing heavy armor, and the heavenly soldiers in their hands let out the light to illuminate the void. The eight people went straight to Lao Tie side by side, and the breath of the eight people joined together, and the screams were so powerful that they were approaching Lao Tie.
Dawu's army has moved.
The eight princes all have vassal generals. These generals are actually their families and retainers, their armed guards, and their thugs guarding the courtyard.
The eight princes made the shot personally, and the generals and generals under their name had to move with them.
If you don’t move, and wait until the eight princes die in battle, according to Dawu’s cruel laws, the generals who follow the eight princes will also be beheaded and buried. Rather than being beheaded as a livestock, it is better to have a **** battle.
Maybe, kill the old iron?
The eight princes sprinted forward with their heads up and their chests high. Behind them, the generals of the vassal generals shouted out their birth and names, and then rushed out of the army with their heads high and followed closely. Behind his own monarch.
The eight princes, everyone behind them followed the generals of the fetal Tibetan realm who had exceeded ten thousand.
Almost a hundred thousand people formed an army, like a giant snake with eight heads, rushing towards the old iron with a monstrous evil spirit. Great warriors are the most brave and elite, and their individual warriors are the best among the Three Kingdoms.
The army formation naturally formed, the monstrous evil spirit rushed into the sky, and a hideous face of Yaksha Xiurao was faintly circling and flying in the evil spirit.
Lao Tie raised his spear. He turned his head towards Pei Feng and laughed loudly at the Wujin, Wuyin, and Wutong brothers: "Do you believe it or not, can I break his army alone?"
Wu Jin carried a large axe and shield and jumped from the Four Spirits battleship. His whole body shone with a faint metallic luster, and his body suddenly rose to ten feet or so. Wu Jin, who is full of muscle knots and majestic like a beast, ran forward in small steps, and said with a low smile: "Believe, but the limelight can't let you out of it alone."
Wu Yin carried a big axe and jumped from the Four Spirits battleship.
He followed Wu Jin and walked forward, urn roared in angrily: "Brothers, come in!"
Wu Tong shook his head, the internal bones of his neck rubbed, and he made a loud noise. He roared in a low voice. A flash of thunder burst out from his body. Accompanied by the piercing thunder burst, there were two huge stars behind him. The meat ball swelled, and there were two bangs, and a pair of meat wings densely covered with thunder patterns emerged.
The wings waved, and the speed of Witch Copper became extremely fast, and it brought up a little afterimage to catch up with Witch Gold and Witch Silver.
"Brothers, come out and move your hands and feet... Let Old Man Tie see the methods of seeing the brothers."
The one hundred and twenty thousand Wu Jia Erlang shouted in unison. They took off their heavy armor and exposed their upper bodies. The fierce and majestic breath of essence and blood rose like a giant dragon, bringing hurricanes from the army of the Ancestral Palace. Rush out.
They naturally formed a battle behind the three brothers of Wujin, Wuyin, and Wutong.
The elite of the 120,000 Wu Clan.
The strongman of the 120,000 Wu Clan.
The brave of one hundred and twenty thousand sorcerers.
A hero of one hundred and twenty thousand Wu Clan.
One hundred and twenty thousand have married wives, have offspring, and have brothers and sisters. They are not afraid of breaking off their heirs, and they are not afraid of no one to take care of their fathers and elders. There is no worries about the future. The enemy's face and body of Wu Jiaerlang.
For the future of the family, for the fate of the people, they left the underground world and ventured to the ground.
Before they set off, they had already held a funeral for the living.
They have regarded themselves as dead, ready to fight to the death at any time.
But under Wu Tie's command, they trained the invincible army for Wu Tie, and practiced the five element elves for Wu Tie. They have not fought heartily for so long. They even almost forget how it feels to fight.
Wu Tie, protected them too well.
But they want to use their own blood and the blood of their enemies to let Wu Tie understand that they are brothers of Wu Tie, and they are also fighters of the Wu family.
Warrior, how can you not fight?
Warriors, how can you be afraid to fight?
How can a soldier be protected like a child without even going through the real battlefield?
"Chop them up!" a strong witch family roared lowly.
"Chop them up." One hundred and twenty thousand Wujiaerlang shouted in unison.
Their essence and blood rose into the sky, their essence and blood gathered in the sky above the army, and their suffocation soared into the sky, and a demon phantom like the substance was slowly forming in the sky above their army.
On the opposite side, the eight princes of the Great Martial God Kingdom rushed forward, taking a hundred feet of each other.
Wu Jin and the others rushed forward without fear, one step was also a hundred steps away.
The two military formations are only two to three hundred miles apart, and this distance is only a short time away.
"Remove the armor!" Wu Xi hissed as he ran wildly.
The eight princes took off their heavy armor when they saw the Wujiaerlangs in battle. The soldiers of Dawu have their own unique sense of honor. They had just been beaten by the old iron and their morale almost shattered. At this moment, they have to use their fighting methods to pick up the lost glory and make up for the lost morale.
So, Wu Xi gave an order, and Dawu's generals shook their bodies together, and their armor fell off by themselves.
'huh!'
Dawu's generals shouted in unison.
'Roar'!
The Wujiaerlangs looked up to the sky and screamed.
In the next instant, two huge, breathtaking army formations collided heavily.
With a loud noise, the ground of the Three Kingdoms battlefield shattered, and the ground with a radius of thousands of miles suddenly sank down dozens of meters. Numerous large and small cracks spread all around, and the mountains exploded. , While the boulders danced, the peaks turned into flat ground, and the original flat ground suddenly folds into mountain peaks.
The wind and clouds changed color, and the void vibrated violently.
The three brothers Witch Gold, Witch Silver, and Witch Bronze, together with the eight princes of the Great Martial Kingdom as the core of the army formation, eleven people bear most of the impact of the two army formations.
The three six arms of Brother Wujin shattered all together.
They screamed in a low voice, the power of the blood rushing into their bodies, and the broken bone fragments and blood mist flew back, abruptly re-solidified into intact arms.
Wu Xi and other eight princes broke the whole body and sounded like popping beans.
The two Dawu princes collapsed to the ground so softly, their voices broke off, and they could not stand up again.
In the two military formations, tens of thousands of generals spurted blood in the Great Armed Forces formation. Hundreds of them exploded and died. In the Wujia army, only more than 10,000 Wujiaerlang spit out blood, and no one fought.
In such a head-on collision, the Wu Family's military formation outrageously overwhelmed the military formation led by the Eight Great Princes of Dawu.
In the Qingqiu gods formation in the rear, the expressions of many elders of the Linghu clan suddenly changed, and their gazes at Pei Feng standing on the bow of the Four Spirits battleship suddenly became extremely gloomy and weird.
There is an old iron that can break through the army alone.
There are also such a powerful group of generals—1203 generals in the Tibetan realm!
The elders of the Linghu clan suddenly woke up. How could there be such a powerful military in a small An Wang Mansion?
Look again, thirty-six four-spirited battleships, plus those five-element elves with amazing talents...the power of the invincible army, everyone has never seen it, it can be ignored, but the army of five-element elves, Absolutely called the elite of the elite.
A mere An Wang Mansion, with such a powerful military force...The Linghu clan back then did not dare to be so high-profile!
What do you want to do in Prince An's Mansion? Do you learn from Linghu Qingqing and seek to usurp the throne?
Several elders of the Linghu clan looked up and down at the army formation of Prince An's Mansion. The more they looked, the more disturbed they were, and the more they felt—perhaps, what should they do?
While Wu Tie and the others were still fighting in the duel battlefield, they mobilized the soldiers of Qingqiu Divine Kingdom to slaughter the army of King An's mansion on the Three Kingdoms battlefield first?
The eyes of the elders of the Linghu clan flickered, but no one dared to speak.
Linghu Qingqing should give this kind of major decision. They really... do not have the courage to make such a decision, otherwise it would not be Linghu Qingqing who is seeking to usurp the throne. It would have been their Linghu clan for a long time. I don’t know which ancestor.
On the battlefield, the Wu family and Da Wu's army clashed fiercely again.
This time, the face-to-face collision became hundreds of generals on both sides.
With the piercing sound of limbs shattering, dozens of the limbs of the top military generals shattered and were directly beheaded on the spot. In the Wujiaerlang array, only a dozen Wujiaerlang were physically mutilated and were quickly sent to the rear for recuperation and treatment.
Obviously, even if the Wujiaerlangs have a lower level of cultivation, their combat power is much stronger than that of Dawu's generals.
Wu Hai and other six Dawu princes have distorted faces, gritted their teeth and stared at Wu Jin and others.
"You, are Wang Huo Xiong's subordinates?" After the two military formations attacked a dozen times in a row, and once again damaged more than a thousand generals, Wu Xi gritted his teeth and roared.
"Wrong, this king, now the king of the Qingqiu Kingdom of God!"
The **** light that enveloped the entire duel battlefield suddenly shattered, and Wu Tie's laughter came out, quickly spreading thousands of miles away with the wind.
Tens of thousands of beams of light rose into the sky, and one beam of light stood between the sky and the earth. At a glance, it was a huge beam of light that was as thick as a hundred miles.
The rich Taoist rhyme and morality spread in all directions, as if the essence of heaven and earth energy was transformed into the tide of energy, and it spread out with howling.
A line of figures walked out of the beam of light.
In the army of Dawei and Qingqiu, ecstatic shouts and laughter came.
They recognized it. Among the figures who walked out of the beam of light, there were Da Wei’s clan ancestors, Da Wei’s clan ancestors, and Qingqiu Kingdom’s patriarchs, and the sparse Jiangmen’s children staggered out. .
There is dead silence in the military formation.
There is no ancestor of Dawu, not even one person.
There are no generals who are Dawu, and even no one has come out.
One by one, figures came out, standing quietly on the battlefield of the Three Kingdoms. After a long time, for a long time, there was no more movement in the beam of light~IndoMTL.com~ Still no one who belonged to the Great Martial God Kingdom came out.
Linghu Qingqing changed into a brand new suit and stood majesticly in the forefront of the crowd.
He laughed loudly and said: "Blessed by the gods, I have won the Qingqiu Kingdom... From now on, there will be no Qingqiu, Dawei, and Dawu in the world... The three kingdoms are unified, but I am Qingqiu!"
In the army of Qingqiu Kingdom of God, the members of the Linghu clan jumped up like crazy monsters, laughing, shouting, jumping, dancing, and even a few clan elders gave their eyes directly Fan fainted by the surging blood.
On Dawei's side, countless clansmen shouted in unison.
They could see clearly that among so many people who walked out of the duel battlefield, Dawei’s ancestor of the gods was the most numerous.
Moreover, there are at least thirteen clans, almost none of the ancestors of the gods have fallen, all of them are living well, and there are so many half-step elites of the gods who are living well, why did they win in the end? Will it be Qingqiu?
"This, this, this makes no sense, it makes no sense!"
Da Wei’s disciples murmured one by one at a loss.
But their ancestors stood behind Linghu Qingqing, and the ancestors did not speak. Where would they dare to move?
Linghu Qingqing said in a loud voice: "In this duel, Huo Xiongqing's family made outstanding achievements, and I canonized him as Qingqiu Wuwang, and the fief is-the original Great Martial Kingdom, all territories."
As soon as these words came out, several Linghu clan elders who had fainted jumped up like a corpse, screaming with their throats.
Before they could scream out, Linghu Qingqing pointed his hand, and an ancestor of the Linghu clan rushed up and directly restrained them, preventing them from making any sound.
In front of countless soldiers, Wu Tie smiled and knelt on one knee to Linghu Qingqing respectfully, and said respectfully: "Chen, leader, minister, thank you!"