368: C368 Repeated Explosion!

C368 Repeated Explosion!

Shocked voices sounded out one by one, and then turned into cries of alarm.

Snowflakes fell down, falling onto the bodies of every single merchant army.

This was an incomparably beautiful snowflake. Under the moonlight, it also had a poetic luster. However, its meaning was linked to the hell of death.

The Shang Country cavalrymen who were being blown away by the falling snow and the horses they were riding, were still charging. However, they who were mounted on the horses were actually rapidly frozen solid by the frost.

In the midst of their fear, the frightful frost began to spread to the horses beneath them.

The spirit energy of a steed that originated from the prairie was extremely vigorous. However, it was still unable to stop the Frost Magic cast by a four star Fey King.

Their bodies rapidly stiffened, and they were no longer able to move their horses' legs.

Even the blood in his body gradually solidified.

Boom boom boom!

Ahh!

Atop the Horse-walking Path, war horses fell to the ground one after another.

The strong inertia threw the riders off their horses and turned them into a hornet's nest in the air.

A mournful scream rang out.

However, before the sound could spread, it stopped again.

The ice that entered their bones froze their bodies in the sky, as well as their souls, causing their souls to shatter in the cold.

Under Wang Zhaojun's Frostbite Magic, the merchant army that was in front continued to die.

In the span of a breath, the thousands of soldiers that were running in the front had all been annihilated.

Some of them fell to their deaths, some were shot to their deaths by arrows, but most of them were frozen to death by Wang Zhaojun's Demonic Arts!

The merchant army behind them, which was not covered in ice and snow, tripped over the merchant army in front of them and fell off their horses.

The entire charging squad was in a mess, the corpses of the warhorses, the merchant army and the chaotic crowd blocking the road to the Xia Country army camp was unable to proceed any further.

"What's going on? Why is it snowing? Why is it so scary?"

"Could it be …"

The sudden change caused Zhang Jun to be overwhelmed with shock. Then, as if he had thought of something, his expression turned ugly.

"Could it be, that witch called Wang Zhaojun, is also in the army camp?"

"Yes, it can't be wrong. It must be her. It is said that there is a powerful demoness in the Xia Country Army Camp. "

"Her ice magic can freeze anyone to death. "No one can break through the city she's guarding.

"No wonder these Xia Country soldiers dare to be part of a garrison, so they have something to rely on!"

"This general has actually met her!"

Zhang Jun's forehead started to perspire.

The face of the Vice General beside him was extremely unsightly.

Obviously, they had heard of Wang Zhaojun's name before.

The name of the person, the shadow of the tree.

Although Wang Zhaojun kept a low profile, after the battles in the Lizhou, many business forces had heard of this Ice-snow Princess like thunder.

And now, this powerful demoness was actually in the army camp.

Only after witnessing it with her own eyes did he know how terrifying this demoness was.

"Sealing Glacial Snow."

On top of the horse jumping cliff, Wang Zhaojun was clad in golden phoenix feathered clothes. In the dark night, her long hair and clothes fluttered in the wind.

Her red lips curled up as she spat out the killing intent of death.

As her voice faded, she raised her arm and cast an Ice Magic into the sky.

Immediately after, an even wider area of snow began to fall from the sky.

This was not a big move by Wang Zhaojun, and its power was not as strong as midwinter either. It was so terrifying, capable of freezing Martial King Expert to death.

However, these snowflakes were still a disaster to the warriors of Martial General Expert and other martial masters.

Under the moonlight, the snowflakes were incomparably gorgeous, causing people to become infatuated.

However, the beautiful snowflakes were connected to the hell of death.

What was scattered in the sky was not snow, but the Buried Soul Flower!

Ahh!

Miserable screams came out, all the merchant soldiers, their bodies, blood, and the Genuine Qi s in their bodies were quickly frozen by the falling snowflakes.

They wanted to escape. However, before the warhorses beneath them could take a step forward, their bodies and their warhorses were all frozen in place.

In the cold current, their lives were rapidly fading as they died one by one.

Behind the great army, all the deputy generals of Shang Country had deathly pale complexions.

"General Zhang, quickly retreat! If you don't leave now, it will be too late!"

"General Zhang, why not retreat?" Otherwise, we'll freeze to death. "

"…"

The voices of the deputy generals of the merchant army rang out.

Wang Zhaojun's technique of freezing thousands of people to death was too terrifying.

Zhang Jun's face turned green, and his forehead started sweating profusely.

He was extremely aggrieved in his heart.

He had brought an army of fifty thousand with him, but he hadn't done anything. He had merely left in dejection after losing so many men.

Just from this charge alone, he had lost more than ten thousand men.

However, he knew that he had to leave. If he didn't, the rest of them would be frozen into ice sculptures!

And with Wang Zhaojun watching over them, they would never be able to break through the Horse-walking Path!

"Damned witch, this time, I admit defeat." I will definitely take revenge. "Retreat, everyone retreat!"

On horseback, Zhang Jun quickly gave the order.

However, as the sound of his voice faded, his body abruptly jolted.

In the air, an extremely cold voice suddenly rang out.

"Punishment!" Re! Shoot! "Attack!"

The cold voice stopped one word at a time, and the killing intent in it caused Zhang Jun's hair to stand on end.

He had clearly not been shrouded by Wang Zhaojun's frost magic, but at this moment, it was as if he had felt a chill coming from the depths of hell.

Zhang Jun raised his head upon hearing the voice, and saw a blaze from the sky above.

It was a stretch of scarlet red flames, and yet in the air, it turned into a Fire Bird that was flying with its wings spread open.

On top of the fiery colored bird, every single feather clearly appeared in Zhang Jun's wide open eyes.

Accompanied by a phoenix cry that pierced the sky.

Phoenix Wings Ascending Sky!

Screech!

The Fire Bird spread its wings and arrived in an instant.

The terrifying power of the lock made it impossible for Zhang Jun to dodge.

His face was filled with fear, and his body was trembling.

All the General of Shang Army s beside Zhang Jun, all the soldiers watched in shock as the Fire Bird smashed onto his chest.

Boom!

Violent sounds and flames exploded together.

Zhang Jun who was on the horse was struck by the Fire Bird, but he did not even let out a scream before his body instantly split into pieces.

The scorching heat wave blew the general beside Zhang Jun away.

The stronger ones fell from their horses with serious injuries.

The weaker ones were directly killed by the heat wave, dying!

Above the Horse-walking Path, every single merchant troop that was prepared to leave suddenly froze.

It was not Wang Zhaojun's Frostbite.

It was because their hearts were too shocked.

They stared blankly at Zhang Jun's burning warhorse and Zhang Jun's torn up corpse, unable to say a single word.

Some people's mouths were wide open.

They were stupefied, they were stupefied.

This was their Frontline Army's commander, and yet he died just like that?1

He was shot by a sharp arrow that came from the sky.

He died without a complete corpse!

Not only was leader Zhang Jun killed, even the few generals beside him were affected and died.

At this moment, every mercenary's mind went blank.

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