Chapter 995: The Fury of the Blood Lotus Sword

sky
A cyan giant sword in the sky above the Huorong Mecha Battalion, like an invisible peerless swordsman dancing in the sky, fighting fiercely with the cyan-eyed giant tiger.
A huge roar kept coming, and the space was sunken everywhere, and the two were even harder to distinguish. Occasionally, those who retreated and fell in the wind were not the enthusiastic Huoban mecha battalion soldiers, but the roaring blue-eyed black tiger.
boom!
The two can stand in a stalemate, and the Raven Ghost who has persisted with a half-disabled body to the present can no longer continue.
Three clusters of heavy artillery blasted and killed him. He flapped his wings and barely avoided one, but the remaining two were unable to react. The two clusters of heavy artillery converged into a sharper one, instantly blasting on his left wing and The place where the body was connected shattered the left wing and separated from the body.
Roar!
The crow ghost cried out, with blood red eyes, and roared at the slower-than-thousand-thousand flying warriors: "Trash, immediately break this fortress for me, and I will swallow him alive!"
"Yes! Senior Crow Ghost!"
Thousands of flying warriors trembled, and no one dared to grind foreign workers, speeding up and rushing towards the fortress madly, and soon approached within five miles of the fortress.
Once they are brought close, the more than three hundred heavy artillery pieces in the Huorong Fortress will be destroyed within a few breaths, keeping the Raven ghost under control, and the heavy artillery group of the fortress that will almost grind him to death will also lose all deterrence.
And Zhao Shi is in the fortress.
"Quickly, kill this black tiger!"
Yang Qiushui showed a mad look, and he urged his own qi to follow Zhao Shi's guidance with one sword after another, and the sword was endless like the sea, and the prototype of the real meaning of martial arts appeared and disappeared. .
She was about to break through her limit, and her strength was about to rise to a higher level, becoming the true king of the true sense.
But this is of little significance on the battlefield of Shenqiao, not just her, the soldiers of the Huoban Mecha Battalion have also tried their best, but limited to their poor formation level and the inertia of martial art, their strength cannot be in a short time. Increase again within.
"You juniors are looking for death..."
Qiu Gu had wounds on his body under this desperate crazy attack. It was not only a pure physical injury from heavy artillery bombardment, but also cyan sword energy fragments mixed in the wound, which greatly delayed his body's healing ability.
But he still didn't want to lose his vitality and desperately, but kept avoiding, even if he lost some opportunities and suffered some injuries.
Because he thinks it is unnecessary, victory is a certainty.
Fang Han, the white-faced bridge warrior, hid his figure among the many flying realm warriors, and carefully sneaked towards the fortress.
Even if no more Divine Bridge combat power was found here, the other two were equally tacit and did not urge him to be exposed.
After discovering that the opponent is not vulnerable, the rich combat experience accumulated by the warriors of the bridge realm over the past thousand years has played a role, no longer caring about the so-called majestic demeanor of the bridge, everything is only for the best, the fastest and most stable kill adversary.
In fact, even if you don't count him, it seems that more than a thousand flying warriors have been able to quickly break through the fortress.
"The sky is unfair!"
The hearts of Lin Zhen and others have cooled again. They have never hated Wang Hai so much like this moment, and they want to eat his flesh and kill his family to vent their anger.
"Master of the camp is out!" Many people suddenly shouted, tears filled their eyes, and couldn't help themselves. They just felt that it was worthwhile to die with such a peerless genius.
Amid the constant roar of artillery fire and the clinking between the black tiger and the giant sword, a flaming red mecha of more than 80 meters high appeared in front of more than a thousand Xiewu Empire flying warriors and Fang Han, with ten on his forehead. The meter-long unicorn shone coldly.
This is a special mecha that the firemen have invested heavily in. Designed and manufactured by famous experts, it has reached the limit of the lieutenant mecha. In the future, it can be seamlessly upgraded to a school-level mecha or even a level mecha to suppress a sky.
It is the king of the officer's mecha, standing out from the crowd. The people inside do not know when it broke through from the peak of the true Qi state to the mid-flying stage.
But it's not enough, it's not enough, in front of more than a thousand murderous flying warriors, it is as insignificant as the fallen leaves in the wind, and the waves pass and die, and it will not cause any waves.
All the flying warriors of the Xiewu Empire stared at the Huorong Fortress with undivided attention, and did not look at him.
Zhao Shi pulled out the fiery red mecha sword, held his hands in front of him, and said lightly: "My name is Zhao Shi, and I am willing to accept all the prisoners who give up resistance. With my reputation, I will guarantee his life."
Regardless of race, camp, gender, or civilization, there is no one in the world who cannot unite and fight for.
The same is true for the warriors of the Xiewu Empire, as long as they are willing to join the blood sea forever, they will live and die together.
The sound was not loud, but it was clearly transmitted to the ears of all the warriors of the Xiewu Empire.
Many people sneered and sneered, but more people ignored them and killed the Huo Rong Fortress at full speed. The same was true of Fang Han Divine Bridge, without even an extra glance.
After a few breaths, they got closer, and they were only less than one mile away from the heavy artillery group of the Huorong Fortress. Many flying fighters have put their hands on their weapons to ensure that the heavy artillery that threatens the Crow Ghost Bridge will be the first time. destroy.
"Everyone, my credibility has never had a bankruptcy problem. Please believe it."
Zhao Shi didn't care, and the fiery red mecha sword was raised high and cut down.
The world was silent at this moment.
"this is-"
Fang Han Shenqiao, whose expression suddenly changed among the crowd, appeared particularly conspicuous.
The breeze blows, and the breath turns into a gust of wind, then into a gust of wind, and finally into a hurricane covering hundreds of miles!
There is nowhere in the world is not sword aura, nowhere is nowhere is the cold and sharp wind sword intent, everyone, even the black tiger who is fighting fiercely can't help but look at this.
Endless hurricanes converged on the mecha sword in Zhao Shi's hand, compressed, and made its sharpness extremely terrifying. The warrior of the Divine Bridge Realm felt that his pupils were cut by a sharp blade at the first glance.
"Roar!"
Hidden among the crowd, Fang Hanshen Bridge dared not hide anything under the pressure of the deadly crisis. His body quickly expanded and turned into a giant ice snake, crystal white snake, tens of meters high and more than a thousand meters long. The space between the letters became blocks of ice and fell, exposing deep spatial cracks.
He is very strong, stronger than the Raven Ghost, the best of the three, but at the moment, his scalp is exploding and trembling constantly.
"The strange bridge"
Zhao Shi whispered softly: "You have encountered the most glorious thing in this life, that is, you are about to die under my sword. You would never have been qualified."
The sigh is not without reason. At this moment, he has used a trace of blood and sword intent to show a trace of real strength. He is no longer talking about fighting as before, but in fact it is no different from pouring water to eat.
But the sword used was not the blood lotus sword.
She was very angry, very angry.
Zhao Shi had to use a lot of effort to appease the blood lotus sword that was going crazy, so as not to vent her anger by cutting all the long swords within a radius of thousands of miles into powder.