Chapter 139: Fierce collision

The real dragon roared, everyone was shocked!
Zhuang Junshou was also shocked and silent, he did not expect that the silver armored young general in front of him would actually be an innate seven-tiered martial artist!
Under the Nine Princes, there are seven innate warriors who work for him!
No wonder, Baihua Langjun's shot was also lost in Yuanjiang City!
Zhuang Junshou had a sullen face and remained silent.
However, even if you are a Seventh Innate Warrior, what can you do!
In front of the soldiers of the Fifty Thousand Mi River Army, a little congenital seven-tier warrior could reveal what a great situation!
act recklessly!
"The whole army obeys the order, charge! Kill me!"
Zhuang Junshou showed a cold smile on his face, and his eyes flashed with terrible cold light. He raised his right hand and then gently put it down.
"kill!"
Following the actions of Zhuang Junshou, the soldiers of the Wuwanmihe Army roared, mobilized his mounts, and suddenly launched a charge!
Thousand horses galloping!
The fifty thousand army rushed up, and the sky was full of smoke and dust in a moment, like a dust dragon!
The soldiers of the Fifty Thousand Mi River Army were all cavalry, equipped with horses and superb riding skills.
Even if the army charged, there was no chaos!
The soldiers of the Wuwanmi River Army, like a light blue torrent, suddenly patted the deep blue real dragon ahead!
"The arrogant teenager, die for me!"
The murderous look in Zhuang Junshou's eyes filled with a grinning smile.
The distance of five miles, under the charge of both sides, is fleeting!
"boom!"
The two torrents suddenly collided together!
"Wow!"
The real dragon screamed the sky, suddenly devoured, and the terrifying energy directly twisted the soldiers of Mihe Army into blood!
However, the army of fifty thousand is too much. Someone died in the front, and someone would fill it up automatically.
Continually, without tearing the obstacles in front of you to pieces, the fifty thousand army will never stop!
Huo Qubing also understood this. If he was trapped by an army of 50,000, even if it was him, he would only die on the spot.
Therefore, he must hurry up and kill the opponent's leader!
"Om!"
With a sound of clanging swords, the champion Wang Houjian was lifted above his head by Huo Qubing!
Infuriating madness is injected into it, and the sword body is slightly bright, like a green light jumping on it!
"cut!"
The champion Wang Hou Jian suddenly slashed forward, and the sword sounded loudly, and his sword spirit suddenly appeared!
Fourteen states with a sword!
The sharp sword light illuminates the dark night, dazzling!
This sword aura, crystal clear as jade, but with a deep chill, full of terrible killing intent!
A sword is directed, never advances, advances without retreat, as if to tear everything in front of you!
The sword aura flies, bringing the breath of death!
The sword aura of about a hundred feet long, like Qingtian slashing away horizontally, any army officer Mihe who stood in front of the sword aura was torn to shreds by this terrifying sword aura!
The flesh and blood body, in front of this unstoppable sword energy, can't play any role at all.
Sword Qi passed, and a vacuum zone was torn apart in front of Huo Qubing!
Within ten feet of Huo Qubing's whole body, blood was splattered, and the body was everywhere, no one alive!
At this moment, it seems that the entire battlefield is silent!
The shouting of the soldiers of Army Mihe, as if being pinched by the neck, stopped abruptly!
Countless people looked at the scene of blood flowing in front of them, shocked to speak!
With one person, you can do this too!
With one sword, kill thousands of Mihe soldiers!
Dozens of people, or hundreds of people, can be ignored compared to an army of fifty thousand.
However, no one can ignore thousands of people!
An army of fifty thousand, not many thousands, let it be killed!