777: C777 Do You dare to Fight to the Death?

C777 Do You dare to Fight to the Death?

However, they were too naive.

As the destructive force from the martial skill energy descended, Wang Xiaojian's body turned into a ray of light and instantly disappeared.

A blood-red halberd light tore through the air.

Wang Xiaojian's figure that had disappeared, appeared once again.

Following that, he held the Square Painting of Halberd in his hand and unleashed Lv Bu's signature move, Square Sky Chopping, sweeping across in all directions.

Pop, pop, pop ~

Ahh ~

Dazzling halberd light, wherever it passed, the Frontline Army of Moluo Country s would emit heart-tearing and lung-splitting screams.

The Square Painting of Halberd's halberd blade was stained with blood, it triggered the demonic nature, causing the halberd blade to shoot out a dark red light.

It was the light of slaughter, the glow of blood.

After it had been released, it congealed into the image of a Devil God behind Wang Xiaojian.

At this moment, Wang Xiaojian had become a nightmare for the Molo Army!

He recovered his Square Painting of Halberd and continued to fight.

Five-star Martial General, kill!

Six-star Martial General, kill!

Seven Star Martial Generals, kill kill kill!

Pop, pop, pop ~

Ahh ~

Not a single Molo Army could withstand it; a Square Painting of Halberd that could destroy all.

The vice general of the Molo Country vanguard gritted his teeth and rushed to that direction.

But, just as he raised the spear in his hand, Wang Xiaojian's blood red Square Painting of Halberd descended from the sky and cut him and his horse down with its halberd.

The head flew out, causing the surrounding Molo Army s who saw this all to explode in fear.

Several generals of Molo Country were killed by Wang Xiaojian one by one.

Kill them all!

He was as dead as he could be.

While Wang Xiaojian was frantically killing, the passionate voice once again rang in his mind.

DoubleKill!

TribleKill!

Quadra Kill!

PentaKill!

HexaKIll!

"..."

"Ding!" "Congratulations to the Host for completing two consecutive hits, King's Points + 20!"

"Ding!" "Congratulations to the Host for completing the Triple Strike, King's Points + 30!"

"Ding!" "Congratulations to the host for completing the Four Paths Transcendence, King's Points + 40!"

"Ding!" Congratulations to the host for completing the Penta Peerlessness, King Points + 50! "

"Ding!" Congratulations to the Host for completing six unparalleled strikes, King's Points + 60! "

"..."

The shadow of Wang Xiaojian's massacre terrified the Frontline Army of Moluo Country s.

And at this time, the one hundred and fifty thousand Xia Country soldiers finally charged into the front line of Molo Army troops, causing their already panicking troops to be thrown into chaos.

"Go to hell!"

One after another, the Xia Country soldiers roared out, raised the weapons in their hands and headed towards the Frontline Army, calling out to them.

Of Molo Country, the weakest of them were all at least a 6-star Martial Master.

Facing the Xia Country Army whose average cultivation was weak, even if their numbers were inferior, they should still have been able to calmly kill.

However, at this moment, their courage had been broken by Wang Xiaojian.

The aura they felt from killing those from the Devil God had shocked them.

When one hundred and fifty thousand Xia Country soldiers arrived, their morale was broken.

All they wanted to do was flee, escape from this hellish world.

However, they had nowhere to run.

Because, when the one hundred and fifty thousand Xia Country soldiers made their move, Wang Zhaojun, who was following closely behind, also made his move.

She used a frost spell to seal them in place. The frost energy had obstructed their Molo Army and allowed them to escape, turning them into turtles trapped in jars.

Blood dyed the battlefield red.

Miserable screams echoed out in the sky.

In front of the northern border of the Xia Country, it had become a slaughterhouse.

Not a single Frontline Army could escape; even if it was a war horse, they would all be killed.

Corpses littered the ground, and blood flowed like a river.

When the Molo Country General of the Flying Cavalry arrived, Yao Changsheng led the 120,000 strong army.

thirty thousand Frontline Army of Moluo Country, all poured into a pool of blood.

Separated by a few hundred meters, General of the Flying Cavalry Yao Yongsheng's expression changed as he raised his hand to stop the one hundred and twenty thousand main Molo Army forces and continued forward.

He, as well as the commander beside him, looked with disbelief at the miserable sight of blood flowing like a river in front of them.

They were attracted by the sound of the battle and thought that the thirty thousand Frontline Army had already lured out one hundred and fifty thousand soldiers.

They had come to assist the battle, and planned to slaughter a hundred and fifty thousand Xia Country soldiers with thirty thousand of them. Take it, it belongs to the pass belonging to the Xia Country.

However, at this moment, he was stunned.

Looking at the corpses that littered the ground belonging to Frontline Army of Moluo Country, at the hundreds of thousands of Xia Country soldiers, and at the armors which were dyed red with their blood, their expressions were filled with disbelief, and their hearts were filled with shock.

In their eyes, they were clearly weak Xia Country soldiers.

However, at this moment, every single one of them looked like a demon general from hell.

All thirty thousand of their Frontline Army were killed by them?!

At this moment, many of the officers of the Molo Army were in a trance.

They suspected that they were mistaken.

The one who should be dead on the ground was the Xia Country soldiers, not their Frontline Army s.

Woo ~

A murderous aura radiated from the bodies of the one hundred and fifty thousand Xia Country soldiers, causing the war horses below them to be alarmed.

In front of the convoy, General of the Flying Cavalry Yao Yongsheng was clad in golden armor.

His body was emitting a powerful aura that could only be found on a high level Martial King.

His face was extremely ugly, following that, his gaze shot across the air, and landed on Wang Xiaojian's body.

"Who are you?!"

Yao Yongsheng said towards Wang Xiaojian with an ice-cold gaze.

He could sense the strongest aura of slaughter from this young man.

He had a premonition that this youth was the key to reversing the situation.

As for this youth, the aura he was emitting made him feel a sense of danger.

The one hundred and twenty thousand Molo Army were all looking at Wang Xiaojian.

At this moment, Wang Xiaojian's body was releasing an aura similar to that of a slaughtering Devil God, causing the one hundred and twenty thousand Frontline Army of Moluo Country s to be greatly shocked.

On the bloody yellow sand, Wang Xiaojian's gaze swept across and landed on the main general's body, and said indifferently: "Xia Country, Wang Xiaojian!"

Wang Xiaojian's black hair flew in the air, containing the voice of the Genuine Qi which spread out in all directions.

"Wang Xiaojian!"

As his voice fell, one hundred and fifty thousand Xia Country soldiers let out orderly roaring sounds.

His passion surged and shook the heavens.

The imposing manner that the one hundred and fifty thousand Xia Country soldiers had gathered caused the Molo Army, which was clearly higher than theirs, to shudder.

Yao Yongsheng's gaze was ice-cold.

He had never heard of Wang Xiaojian's name.

However, from the shouts of the several hundred thousand Xia Country soldiers, he heard the extraordinary meaning of this name.2

Yao Yongsheng's gaze cautiously swept towards the rear of the Xia Country Mountain Pass. Then, he coldly snorted and said: "Wang Xiaojian, I presume that is the reinforcement sent by Empress."

Wang Xiaojian smiled and said, "You can put it that way as well. Looking at you, you must be the General of the Flying Cavalry of Molo Country, Yao Yongsheng. "

"That's right, it's me."

Yao Yongsheng said indifferently with an ice-cold gaze.

His status was extremely high, and there weren't many people who could compare to him.

Wang Xiaojian raised the Square Painting of Halberd in his hands, pointed it at Yao Yongsheng and said: "Yao Yongsheng, you are the leader of this Molo Army. How about, we fight to the death right here, what about that?!"

A battle to the death, how about that?!

Wang Xiaojian's body emitted an imposing aura of speechlessness.

That aura caused every officer of the Molo Army to be shocked.

In their hearts, the General of the Flying Cavalry Yao Yongsheng was an invincible existence.

But, this youth of Xia Country actually challenged Yao Yongsheng!

And he even wanted to fight to the death with Yao Yongsheng!

O (k _ k) O ~

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