The strongest world crossing

"what!"

With a loud shout, countless golden soldiers came with spears!

"choke!"

The golden light in his eyes suddenly brightened, and Ye Zhen leaned forward as the Zhixin sword fell in his hand.

The next moment, a golden lightning flashed from Ye Zhen as the center, exploded in an instant, and traveled all over the army!

"buzz"

Zhixin sword was held in front of his chest, Ye Zhen's eyes were cold and heartless, blood danced wildly, watching the last drop of blood dripping from the sword tip.

"laugh!"

Thousands of heads were lifted into the air at the same time, and blood gushed out, adding another thick ink to the red tiger blood river!

Stand tall and straight, let yourself and the Scarlet Dragon Banner bathe in the sea of ​​blood, let go of your heart.

With his hands on his back again, he walked forward with his bosom friend in the rain of blood.

Even if the enemy has thousands of troops and horses, I will cut the sky, cut the ground, and smash the ten thousand troops with one sword alone!

"dong dong dong"

The war drum beat extremely fast, Wanyan Zhen hissed and roared, and the golden soldiers swarmed forward again!

"Buzz!"

The confidant sword is moving!The silver light shoots out, with Ye Zhen as the center, moves and turns within a hundred feet, interweaving a large silver net!

The golden soldier within a hundred feet is the fish caught in the net, with bursts of blood mist constantly bursting out of his body!

Ye Zhen was like this, stepping on the sea of ​​blood, carrying the blood dragon, blood hair and blood armor, and walked towards Wan Yanzhen step by step.

If it weren't for the fact that he was soaked in blood, Ye Zhen would have acted like a fairy in the sword this time, but now he is like a killing god from hell!

The god of death descended from the world, and Jin Bing dared not take a step forward.

No matter how anxious the golden drum is, it is useless, Wan Yanzhen's eyes showed blood and he roared angrily, "Da Jinerlang! Think about the blood relatives behind us, think about our wives and children, and the glory of our Jurchen clan!"

"Could it be that my Jurchen will still be bullied by the Han Chinese after a hundred years!"

"Even if he dies in battle at this moment, he is still a hero of our Kingdom of Jin! Whoever can kill this person will be made a king and worship him! He will enjoy glory forever!"

Jin Bing's fighting spirit rises again!

"kill!"

Ye Zhen is still walking along the blood river, looking at Yan Zhen with shocking eyes, his heart is still drinking blood and killing wildly.

Suddenly, Ye Zhen stopped in his tracks, with a bloodthirsty smile on the corner of his mouth, and the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood on the ground suddenly started to set off waves of blood!

"boom boom"

It seemed as if the rolling thunder came from the south, not only set off a wave of blood, but even the ground trembled!

A life of gold and iron horses, fighting in the south and the north, how can Wan Yanzhen not be able to hear what the sky-shattering sound is?

Then at the next moment, between the sky and the earth in the south, there was a black torrent, with no end in sight, and the footsteps were uniform, and every step made the earth tremble violently because it was unbearable!

Every step seems to be stepping on Wanyanzhen's heart.

"choke!"

Among the black armor, the silver light was held high, and the fifty thousand troops shouted in unison, "Slay the gold thief, save the saint!"

Ye Zhen looked at Wanyan Zhen, and he also looked at Ye Zhen at the same time. The eyes of the two were as real as they were hundreds of feet apart, and they collided in the air!

"Ha ha ha ha"

Ye Zhen suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, stepped out and disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already standing under the drum ring with the white horse with dozens of black-armored remnants in the barrier!

With bosom put into the sheath, with a leap, Ye Zhen has already jumped onto the drum, and with a grasp in the air, the drum hammer fell into his hands.

Wrap the drum and hammer with mana.

"Boom!"

A layer of golden light and sound waves burst from the war drum, as if a huge thunder resounded between heaven and earth!

The bloody hair danced wildly, and the bloody dragon flag was flying in the yellow sand behind it.

The [-] black-armored army approached the red tiger's blood river at an extremely fast speed, and inside the armored ghost's face, both tigers stared open!

With the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood in front of him, it's hard to imagine what kind of bloody battle the Holy Majesty went through!

"Today! I will personally play the drum for my Great Song!"

"dong dong dong dong"

The drums of war are integrated with the footsteps of the army.

"kill!!!"

The sound of the drums was majestic and frightening. Fifty thousand black armors roared in unison. Even though the enemy army was more than twice as large as their own, they were not afraid in their hearts.

"Hmph! The archers step forward!"

When Wan Yanzhen gave an order, the beating of the drum was startled, and five thousand archers leaped out at a high speed. They raised their bows and raised their arrows. The arrow tip was raised high, and the bowstring stretched like a full moon!

Wan Yanzhen cut the metal with a knife and shouted loudly, "Let go!"

"boom!"

The five thousand bowstrings trembled at the same time, like a thunderous explosion, arrows shot up into the sky, piercing the wind and piercing the clouds, crushing the [-] army with screams.

With the torrent of black armor, Wang Jian roared, "Shield up!"

"what!"

With a roar, the five thousand shield soldiers headed by Heijia Hongliu immediately held up the long cards in their hands.

"Ding Ding Ding"

Sparks splashed everywhere, and the golden soldiers occasionally had good archers, and the arrows they shot pierced through the shield and nailed the black armor behind it to the ground.

The rain of arrows continued, and the torrent of the black armor was not afraid, rushing towards the red tiger blood river at top speed.