Vol 8 Chapter 158: Die

This cyclist is a Qin Jun light rider wearing black leather. He has never appeared on the battlefield against Yan and Qilian. The rider or the rider on the horse is full of energy and full of energy. .
However, the impact of this cavalry is not too fast.
Because they are not the protagonists.
The protagonist comes from the foothills and hundreds of chariots after the cavalry.
When the power of the mountains that did not belong to the seven lands began to fluctuate, and the unique sacred light produced by the volatility of the seven lands began to shine, all the practitioners in the three-way vanguard knew what was born.
The blood on their faces began to recede and their faces became pale.
Such a strong volatility can only show that Yuan Wu’s injury has been restored.
The two shadows in the Holy Light are almost in one.
The practitioners among the three pioneers are not difficult to guess that another figure should be Huang Zhenwei, who was summoned by Emperor Yuanwu from Changling. They did not know that Yuan Wu used Huang Zhenwei to take over the medicine of Zushan undead, but for them. In terms of the Yuanwu, which is full of injuries, and a seven-study practitioner who can help him to supplement the real yuan, coupled with the sharp gestures displayed at this time, it is enough to show that the Emperor Yuanwu will immediately take the shot himself. .
Their three-way vanguard will face this terrible emperor directly... or use life to kill each other's strength.
However, this is not all.
Hundreds of tanks behind the Qin army riding from the city of Changluo are not like the murderous chariots in appearance.
Because the top of the chariot erected the top cover, the edge of the top cover also hangs the white yarn that blocks the smoke from the front of the cavalry.
The inside of the white gauze is the boy and girl in white.
If there is such a scene somewhere on the battlefield before the assassination of Xu Fu, everyone will think that this is a unique sacrifice, a unique ritual, but when the many practitioners who stabbed Xu Fu that night were almost completely destroyed, all Everyone knows that these boys and girls are the forces that Yuan Wu has accumulated with all his resources over the years, and he is not the card that he will not reveal at the end.
For the Qiuzi Third Road Pioneer, perhaps this one is the Qinqin Emperor and the Emperor Yuanwu, it is difficult to cope, let alone add such power.
However, at this time, the situation is at a time, just as Huang Zhenwei made the final decision, do they still have room for choice?
When the cavalry rushing out of the Long City rushed past the wilderness below the palace, the light of the mountain began to converge.
If the water spreads across the mountains, the light begins to shrink, eventually becoming a light group of several feet, reunited around the two figures in the middle.
This light group flew up, like a falling sun, flying from the foothills, directly over the rushing cavalry and the chariot behind the cavalry, rushing to the Yanqi three-way vanguard.
The light of holiness and the pressure of horror are close to the ground, without the heat of the real sun, but powerful to the unimaginable power that makes everything on the ground become ashes and becomes a dust wave that spreads to the sides.
The shouting sound of the sound and vibration of the sky rang, watching the emperor of the first attack, all the Qin army riding the sword with a long sword and striking the breastplate, accompanied by arrogance, bursting out like a roar of thunder.
In contrast to the Yanqi three-way vanguard, all the sergeants had a savage killing. In the sky above them, there are countless fluctuations in vitality.
Just a moment, countless fierce breaks covered their shouting.
A ray of light, a brilliance of countless symbols, a dense arrow like a rain, and a heavy object thrown by a heavy weapon, formed a dark cloud on the top of the Yanqi three-way coalition.
The whole world suddenly darkened.
It was not because of the formation of this dark cloud, but because the Holy Light around Yuanwu and Huang Zhenwei suddenly disappeared a few points and became dim.
A light sword flew out of the light group.
This sword light is like a kind of monster, swallowing the light in the air.
No words can describe the power and power of this sword.
From the moment of the emergence of Jianguang, the feelings of the practitioners in the pioneers of Yan and Qi Sanlu were only the meaning of numbness and the breath of death.
Hey! Hey! Hey! ....
There was a clear cut in the air.
The dark clouds facing Jianguang were easily cut from them.
Just like the former Pingshan Mountain of the Lushan Mountain League, all the flying swords, arrows, and various heavens and earths that are in front of this sword light are sleek, and the heavy objects of various symbols are thrown out, even Some of the thick gold giant blades of great thickness, without exception, were cut and shaken.
Jianguang did not lose much strength and continued to reach the end of the sword.
Jianguang has been sweeping to the front of the three-way Pioneer Army about one-third of the position.
All the sergeants, horses, and even practitioners are all cut off by this sword!
Whether it is the low-level practitioners of the two borders and the three realms, or the practitioners of the five borders and the six realms, even the masters of the seven realms, there is no choice to avoid the first time, but choose to harden the sword, in front of this sword. There is no difference.
A seven-level master from Yanjing still maintains a sword position.
When the body of some of his sergeants and low-level practitioners slowly separated into two pieces, the sword in his hand was still shining with a unique glow, but in the next moment, his sword was boring. Ringing, slightly curved, flew out to the back.
At the same time, his entire seemingly intact body, like the broken glass, turned into a piece of light crystal that shattered.
Nearly 20,000 sergeants and practitioners in the forefront of the three-way vanguard of Yan Qi, under this sword, fell to the ground and became a dead body.
No words can describe such a scene.
Even the Daqin Jingqi, which was behind Yuanwu, was suddenly stagnation, and the smell of this oncoming rushed to the cold.
More than ten magnificent scentes were accompanied by dazzling brilliance from the three-way vanguard.
This is all the seven masters of the remaining pioneers.
These Yan Qi seven sects know that they may not be able to kill Yuan Wu at this time, but in their view, this is their only chance.
They must kill the strength of Yuanwu as much as possible, or reinvent Yuanwu before the six hundred boys and girls on the rear chariot join the battlefield.
However, the eyes of these masters have shrunk sharply.
Because they saw Yuanwu stay in place.
Huang Zhenwei in front of Yuanwu has already flew out and headed for them.
What makes them most worried is that Huang Zhenwei’s body is as strong as Yuanwu’s powerful volatility, and there is even a strange taste that they can’t understand at all. 8