Chapter 1557: Desperate battle!

Chapter 1557 Desperate battle!
Cang Dang!
The sword in Zhang Wuchang's hand suddenly fell to the ground.
You must know that he is a strong man who broke the nine shackles, and he was so gloomy. It can be seen how much impact this sentence of the commander has on him.
Excited all night!
Excited all night!
Looking forward to all night!
Just wait, at this moment, the sword is lighted, and the white army of the Purple God Palace is slaughtered. At the same time, I witnessed with my own eyes that the powerhouse of the Purple God Palace was beheaded and witnessed the supreme glory of the Eastern Battlefield.
but……
He-mother-ran a detour?
Zhang Wuchang felt like an arrow in his heart and twitched fiercely.
He was still thinking about what method the 80,000 white-clothed soldiers of the Purple God Palace would take to attack and support Genzhuya, but he didn't expect that the opponent would just ignore it and chose to bypass.
Seeing that Zhang Wuchang had been in a daze, the commander thought he hadn't heard clearly, so he couldn't help but speak again, "The 80,000 white-clothed soldiers of the Purple God Palace, it's really real, I've taken a detour!"
"It's just a bunch of bastards!" Zhang Wuchang couldn't help but roared, and picked up the sword on the ground, his eyes flashed with fierce light, extremely cold, "Purple God Palace, it's no wonder that even the Purple God Palace was defeated so quickly. Lord, they are all wimps who fled without a fight, bah!" Zhang Wuchang scolded, and now it is too late to chase after him with his army.
"A group of cowards! The bereaved dog!"
Zhang Wuchang almost used all the language he could use, swearing bitterly, and at the same time swearing that he would not let him go when he saw Palace Master Kaiyang, the powerhouse of Op Pavilion on the battlefield tomorrow.
After venting, Zhang Wuchang raised his head again and looked at Genzhuya, with a touch of coldness across his mouth, "What a poor group of guys, you, even the last point of value is gone."
Zhang Wuchang slowly raised his hand, his voice was extremely cold, "The whole army is on standby, ready to step down on the bamboo cliff."
Since Genzhuya’s ‘bait’ can no longer catch a ‘big fish’, there is no need for it to exist.
The army is out of camp!
Massive!
The atmosphere seemed to freeze.
On Genzhuya, Ding Fuyu also got the news, and his expression changed slightly.
"The Oupuge army, began to dismantle the camp?" Everyone changed their colors.
This means a signal!
Absolutely bad signal!
Oupuge, decided to end the battle.
"In the past two days, the Oupuge army has been tentatively attacking. Today, is it going to launch a general offensive, a decisive battle?" Ma Fu felt a little heavy in his heart.
After all, the opponent is an army of 100,000, and on Genzhu Cliff, there are only less than 20,000 troops, and there are many wounded.
The strength of the two sides is very different.
"Where is the white army under the command of Palace Master Kaiyang?" someone suddenly said, extremely anxious, "Why haven't they arrived yet?"
Ding Fuyu frowned tightly.
According to the Tianshu Palace Master’s letter, the white-clothed army under the Kaiyang Palace Master will arrive near Genzhuya at the latest.
"Everyone is cheering up." Ding Fuyu said vigorously, "Maybe, the white-clothed army under the command of Kaiyang Palace has reached the enemy's back, ready to attack the enemy at any time."
boom! boom! boom!
At the foot of the mountain, there are already drums of war.
"Prepare for war!" Ding Fuyu shouted loudly.
"Hahaha..." Suddenly, a loud voice, with luck, echoed the entire Genzhu Cliff, "The wounded soldiers on Genzhu Cliff, tell you good news!"
Zhang Wuchang was sitting on the war horse, his voice revolved, breaking the internal strength of the nine yoke warriors, and the sound of the destructive sound could make the white-clothed soldiers on the entire Genzhu Cliff hear clearly.
"You are waiting for Kaiyang Palace Master's 80,000 reinforcements. Just last night, they arrived." Zhang Wuchang's voice resounded, and within a short time, the faces of everyone in Ding Fuyu changed color. Zhang Wuchang said such words. Nothing good.
Sure enough, the corners of Zhang Wuchang's mouth raised slightly, "Unfortunately, Palace Master Kaiyang didn't seem to receive any wind. Last night, he passed directly through the Wanzhu Mountain Range and detoured towards the southeast...Haha! That's it! Your hard-waited reinforcements!"
Huh huh!
After the words were over, the white-clothed soldiers on Genzhuya turned pale for a moment.
A cold air rose straight from the depths of my heart, and instantly burst everywhere in my body.
As if falling into eighteen layers of hell!
The last life-saving straw they desperately wanted was so sinking.
Purple God Palace, the 80,000 army led by Kaiyang Palace Lord, unexpectedly...choose to leave by detour!
At this moment, the entire white army on the bamboo cliff was completely chilled.
The fighting spirit fell to the bottom.
Rumbling...
The roar of war drums echoed in my ears, and even many people began to tremble in their hands and feet.
"Palace Master Kaiyang, did you take a detour?" Ding Fuyu couldn't help but slumped on the ground, and a bleak sadness came from his heart. For a moment, he walked out of the cliff and looked down at the 100,000 Oupuge army. With the sound of the war drums, a battle formation has gradually formed, approaching the Genzhu Cliff step by step.
"Master, is there still a fight?" Ma Fu said slowly, his heart low.
"Why are you still fighting?" On the side, a white-clothed army leader said with a wry smile, "The strength difference is too great, and there is no way to fight it. Previously, you can still look forward to Kaiyang Palace Lord, but now, Kaiyang Palace Lord, already Give up on us..."
"Genzhuya will be the burial place of my Ding family."
"I am the sinner of the family!"
One by one, they looked sad and desperate.
boom!
boom!
boom!
The sound of war drums and horns suddenly shook the world!
There was a strong shock in everyone's hearts.
"Everyone has given up on us, but we can't give up on ourselves!" Ding Fuyu looked down, and the 100,000 Oupuge army gathered to kill. The killing array was terrible. The overwhelming murderous intent made people feel as if they were about to suffocate.
"All cheer me up!" Ding Fuyu roared loudly, his eyes widened with blood red, white hair and white beard, all open, roaring, "Drunken Dragon Peak disciples, there is no one who is afraid of death. There is no one who is afraid of death from the blood of the Ding family!"
Ding Fuyu swung his sword and ordered, "Kill!"
"Kill!" Ma Fu everyone drew their swords one after another.
Desperate battle!
The wind was bleak and swept across.
Ding Fuyu's eyes looked into the distance.
After all, there is still a deadly battle.
Ding's lineage has been passed down for thousands of years, but it will be destroyed in his own hands.
At this moment, Ding Fuyu's mind felt a strong sense of powerlessness.
Standing, looking at...
How much he desires, at this time, there will be gods from heaven to support them.
But... Palace Master Kaiyang has already made them desperate!