Chapter 1290: Kill the general again!

In the face of Rondo of the fourth grade and a half cents, even Luo Mu and others exploded in divine power, it was extremely difficult to contend. After all, the strength of both sides was too great.
However, in spite of this, the four men captured without their hands and exploded their own divine power and strength.
"Humph."
Rondo sneered: "Do not limit yourself!"
In his view, the four people in front of him can squeeze to death as easily as ants.
"Dead!"
"call--"
Four big hands roared.
However, at this moment, a strong breath suddenly erupted in the distance, and a streamer flew extremely fast.
Very strong, very strong, so strong that Rondo’s heart did not rise well, and he was startled, "Five ranks and half cents?"
He was questioning because he was unsure whether the comer was stronger than Fifth Grade!
"Turning hands!"
Suddenly, the flying person sneered.
"call!"
The billowing black clouds quickly condensed in the sky, and a big hand seemed to come from the endless starry sky, which was suppressed resolutely.
At that moment.
The heavens and earth are like black clouds, and they are instantly darkened, and the powerful force descends from the sky. The mountain city below, the buildings and the city walls instantly collapse!
"puff!"
"puff!"
The elite warriors in the city spurted blood one after another, and those who were cultivated to be lowered, even fell on the spot.
The devastation brought by this kind of aftermath can be described as terrifying. Even the army of the spirit clan hundreds of miles away from the city was sullied by the turbulent blood.
"It's Feiyang Brother!"
"Master... He is so strong!"
Luo Mu and others looked dull.
Rondo, who was standing in the cracked area of ​​the big hand, was even more horrified, and a deep breath of death rose in his heart.
Now, he has judged that the strength of this flying man has definitely surpassed the fifth grade and is not weaker than Zhong Sunting!
"Do not!"
Facing the death, Rondo roared angrily, and then inspired all his strength. His skin was completely stone-like, which opened the strongest violent mode.
Can't die.
In any case, survive!
"call!"
When Rondo's defense was fully opened, the big hand that came out of the sky was finally suppressed endlessly.
"Boom!"
The big hand blasted directly on the ground, the powerful energy rippled and spread instantly, and the Mountain City crumbled wildly under the disturbance.
gradually.
The dust ended and the big hand disappeared.
One of the elite generals, Rondo of the fourth grade and a half cents fell in the palm pit, the muscles in the body shattered, and the flesh and blood were blurred.
He is not dead.
But only in one breath.
That is to say, Yun Feiyang, holding Zhuge Jin, flew at a very high speed, and turned his hands to the sky, and he immediately took a second and a half.
Luo Mu and others smiled at the corners of their mouths.
Being hit by this evildoer more often, they did not show too much shock to such a powerful second-half-level powerhouse.
In the fragmented mountain city, the elite warriors and soldiers standing up from the ruins were dumbfounded.
General!
The best fighting strength of the elite.
Was it so miserable under one palm?
"brush!"
Yun Fei Yang landed in front of Rondo and said coldly: "Take this city."
"Yes!"
Luo Mu and others shouted loudly: "Offense!"
"brush!"
"brush!"
The Ling soldiers who had been prepared already flew up and launched an attack on the broken mountain city. Hundreds of sky-fired cannons were even bombarded by "Bang Bang Bang".
The general suffered a severe setback, the city gates and walls collapsed, and the 200,000 garrisons in the mountainous city had a greatly reduced morale. The face of the tough Ling soldiers was defeated.
While siege, Yun Feiyang put down Zhuge Jin, one hand clasped on Rondo's forehead, and the force of swallowing erupted suddenly.
In fact, he could shoot this fourth-grade and half-cent immortal with one palm, but he still showed mercy to him, the purpose is to preserve the energy core in Dan Tian.
This is a supplement.
It's a pity to kill.
"what!"
The power of engulfing constantly engulfed Rondo's energy, and the severely injured him gradually lost his mind in the screams of pain.
...
After an hour.
The Black Water Prison, one of the four major prisons of the Jing race, the most important city. Under the attack of the Ling clan army, it completely changed the master. Losing this city also means that the Jing race has lost a prison.
Zhuge Jin immediately ordered the repair of the city, and based on this, for half a day, under the repair of tens of thousands of spirit soldiers, the damaged walls and gates were built.
"Boom!"
At the same time, a large defensive formation emerged, completely covering the mountain city. It wasn't Yun Feiyang that formed the array, but a thousand array masters from Dongling Academy.
Their martial arts level is not high, but after Liu Rou's training, the layout is quite good.
"General." A soldier came to report: "Thousands of miles away, the 500,000 troops of the Jing tribe are coming over."
Zhuge Jin whispered: "It should be that general's army." She looked at Luo Mu and others in the barracks, and said: "Nine big legions, face the battle."
"Yes!"
Luo Mu and others got orders and immediately led his army to fly out of the mountain forest and kill him.
According to Zhuge Jin's establishment, there are 20,000 troops in one legion and 180,000 in nine legions.
180,000, right 500,000.
This is definitely a huge disparity in strength, but Luo Mu and others are not afraid, and finally, in a place called Qianzhangyuan, met Rondo's army.
"kill!"
"kill!"
Eighteen thousand soldiers of the spirit clan sacrificed their weapons and roared to kill them. The momentum was strong and directly overwhelmed the army of 500,000 elites.
This battle.
A full day.
This battle.
It also fully demonstrated that Zhuge Jin’s many years of training, and Yun Feiyang did not hesitate to pile up various resources, and the fighting power of the spirit soldiers.
Strong.
Very strong!
Faced with a huge body of 500,000 Jingzu soldiers, 180,000 Lingzu soldiers are like fierce beasts, and they are like a sharp sword.
...
Within a thousand feet, a huge body fell to the ground, piled into countless high mountains, the blood condensed, and it really turned into a blood river, with a pungent smell, spreading in the air.
Rondo’s half-million black Yaojun was annihilated more than 200,000 in a day, and the rest fled.
The nine major legions led by Zhuge Jin had a total of 180,000 soldiers. The total number of injuries and deaths was only a few thousand.
There can be so few casualties. First, the Nine Corps is the elite of the Ling clan army. Second, Luo Mu and several generals are also extraordinary.
After the war, they successively beheaded each other's captains and captains, which deeply hit the morale of the Jing clan army.
"This group of elite soldiers ~ EbookFREE.me ~ is stronger than I thought, and there are a lot of casualties." Zhu Gejin blamed himself.
Thousands of casualties, she felt high.
If this is heard by ghost races or other military masters, it will definitely collapse.
After absorbing Rondo's energy, Yun Feiyang, who returned from Feiyang Mainland, smiled and said, "It's already pretty good."
Zhuge Jindao: "We are attacking like this, the ghost race should have received the news."
"It's okay."
Yun Fei said: "Continue to attack."
Zhuge Jin pointed to the map and said: "I plan to send out multiple routes in a very short time to annex the remaining three prisons, but more troops are needed."
"How many?"
Yun Fei said.
Zhuge Jin said slightly, "One million."