Chapter 672: 兵阵

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At this time, Qin double held the pen on the right, and the tip of the pen was placed on the paper of the left hand. The eyes stunned over the ice empire and the warriors of Wu Zongdian.
"Everyone, this is just entering the inner city, and only discovered a treasure. Just there is such a treasure at the gate. There must be countless treasures in this inner city. Is there a treasure that everyone has to do? A melee? Is it that some of you have got the treasure, and others will attack and attack?"
Everyone is in the heart.
Yes!
You did the first day and I was able to do fifteen.
If I got the treasure next time?
Their eyes fell on the pen of Qinshuang. The look of the piano pair was calm, but the heart was very nervous, because the wrath of Thunder had taken all the vitality in her body, and now even the simplest Confucianism It can't be released.
At this time, several Wuwang Yufeng in the air also stopped fighting, because they all saw that Qin Lie had resumed physical control at this time, and it was impossible to make another raid. And the piano double makes sense. There may be more and better treasures waiting for them to look for in front, and they will not be killed for the first treasure in the inner city.
Seeing that everyone stopped, Qin double sneaked a sigh of relief, put paper and a brush into the satchel, and walked toward Qin Lie and others. Qin Lie took out a medicinal herb and put it in the entrance, and then looked sharply at the Golden Dragon Road:
"Golden Dragon, the hatred of this sword, must be reported."
Jin Longxing smiled lightly: "I am waiting for you."
The cold eyes of Han Ling looked at Jin Longxing, and the war on his body smashed up.
"Golden Dragon, I am looking forward to fighting you."
"At any time!" Jin Longxing did not give up.
Everyone returned to their own team and then followed the street toward the front. Suddenly, everyone’s footsteps, in their view, saw a golden light group in front of the dim, and two words appeared in the hearts of everyone:
"Hold!"
The three-party warriors flew along the avenue like three arrows, and the people of Wu Zongdian ran in the middle of the avenue. The frost empire occupied the right side, and the Daqin Empire occupied the left side. The three sides started with Wu Wang. After Wu Wang, they were Jin Longxing, Han Ling and Qin Lie.
The piano doubles in the crowd, his on the left, and the blue moon on the right. Qin Lie, Duan Hong and Zhao Zirou who went to her. Behind her is Sun Qiaomu, Hua Jinxiu and Yue Qingqing.
The piano in the running double suddenly brightened, she felt the breath of the awe-inspiring, and her eyes could not help but look toward the golden light group in front.
"Is it that the golden light group is golden and flamboyant? How is this possible?"
The heart of Qin double is unbelievable. The golden awe-inspiring gas is hidden between the heavens and the earth. Compared with the aura, it is very rare. It is not seen at all, and it is even more impossible to be like a sea.
"boom……"
As the distance approached, the shocking color on the face of the piano was thicker. The Wu Wang, who was running ahead, stopped, and the mouth of the piano double opened slightly, and the eyes showed an incredible color.
In front of them is a wide square, at the end of the square is a tall palace, and in the square in front of the palace is not empty, but full of people, standing full of people wearing helmets and armor, into the eyes There are no 10,000, there are eight thousand. There is a golden light group floating above everyone's head.
The piano has a big mouth, and the golden light group is the golden glory.
"How can this be?"
Qin double looked at the soldiers who wore helmets and armor. This is completely a warrior. It is not a Confucian, not a Confucian. How can it cultivate a sense of solitude?
And the awesomeness here is all golden, and there is a group on each of the warriors.
The golden light group clearly illuminates the warriors below, and each of the warriors exudes endless murderousness, stains on the armor, and criss-crossing traces of swords and swords, which are even more obvious. This kind of murderous murderousness radiates from everyone's body and gathers together. I don't know how many years have come together. It is almost condensed, shadowed, and straight through.
At this time, there is a silence on the street, and they are only about 100 meters away from the square. Photographed by the calm soldiers on the square, even the breathing was extremely light, as if afraid of awakening the sleeping soldiers.
Not bad!
Just sleeping!
The soldiers on the opposite square give them a sense of sleep, as if they are awake, they will explode with shocking power.
The three kings who stood at the forefront whispered, and Qin did not deliberately listen to what they were talking about, because she knew very well that since she had already arrived, no one would be willing to withdraw. She was observing those at this time. Hao Ranqi, speculates on why it will condense out of the air, and it will not last long.
But before she even figured out what she had speculated, the former Wuwangs had already negotiated the results. Everyone took out the blade and walked toward the square. Behind them, all the warriors also drew forward. A spiritual power has been running to the extreme.
"boom……"
The former Wuwangs finally set foot on the square, and as soon as they set foot on the square, they heard the sound of abnormally tidy weapons.
The soldiers on the opposite side lifted the long knife in their hands neatly, and the square suddenly murdered.
"Chong!"
In front of a Wuwang Yufeng screamed, he rushed toward the opposite line of soldiers. At the same time, all the kings of Wu had a strong atmosphere and rushed toward the opposite side. At the moment, the warriors also refused to take care of the others. Everyone was wrapped up in the crowd and rushed toward the opposing ranks.
"boom……"
The opposing soldiers fought, and they slammed toward the piano pair. The action was uniform. They didn't seem to be separate individuals. It seemed to be a whole. Like a mountain, they pressed against the piano. The momentum brought The sense of oppression is heartbreaking.
The collision of the armor, the heavy footsteps and the roar of the earth on the ground, as if hitting everyone's heart.
The piano holds a long sword in his hands, and he wraps in the crowd and rushes toward the front. It seems to be in the battlefield of thousands of horses. They are like a death squad composed of hundreds of people, and they charge toward the opposite army, and charge. The speed is getting faster and faster, and the spirits in the hands of Wu Wang’s peak in the forefront have already erupted. The mans are dragged across the earth, and the ground is littered with gravel and cracked.
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