Chapter 907 The War Drums Rise!

After a few breaths of silence, Fang Zhong began to order generals.

Although these four origins are extraordinary, this time, the National War Fang Sheng Dynasty must win!

Fang Zhong picked four people, one of whom was at the peak of concentration and tall. After being picked by Fang Zhong, a sinister smile appeared on his face and he flew towards Shao Yuqing full of fighting spirit.

The other three are all in the early stages of concentration. Although he would rather have those in the middle or late stage of concentration to fight, there are countless pairs of eyes in the world staring at them, and he does not want to be overwhelmed by the Great Zhou and Hanfeng Xiongguan.

"This time, I must win beautifully!"

Fang Zhongzhong sneered.

"Girl, my fist is very hard. If it falls on you, I'm afraid it will destroy your appearance. Why don't you admit defeat?"

The peak of concentration in front of Shao Yuqing showed a ferocious smile, looking at Shao Yuqing with disdain.

"one move."

Shao Yuqing said calmly.

"What move?"

"Within one move, I will kill you."

The corners of Shao Yuqing's mouth rose slightly.

"Hahaha!"

The other party couldn't help laughing wildly. Although the other party was from Zhongzhou, his cultivation level was the same as his own, so he dared to say such wild words?

At the same time, Ye Lan and the other three also faced off against their respective opponents.

"This time we want to see how different the disciples from the top sects are from these reckless men in the army like us!"

Someone smiled confidently.

"No one will survive under my sword."

Ye Lan replied calmly.

"Brother, can you make elixirs? Let's fight elixirs!"

Lin Shang said to his opponent.

"??"

Lin Shang's opponent slowly raised a few question marks on his face, then his face darkened, and he roared and rushed towards Lin Shang without any nonsense!

The strong men in the army, except for a few people with bad taste, usually pursue killing with one blow.

Rarely will someone take advantage of you by being verbose!

"You use a sword? It just so happens that I use a sword too."

Zhao Feiyan's opponent was just right. Not only was she a woman, she also used a sword.

The armored female general looked at Zhao Feiyan with a smile: "Today, let me see the difference between Tianjiao's swordsmanship!"

The battle begins!

The Tiger and Wolf Army of the Fang Sheng Dynasty on the ground was extremely ambitious. They looked at their general with expectant faces, hoping to kill the opponent in an instant!

At the same time, on the city wall of Xiongguan in the desert, General Wu and others had also confirmed that Shao Yuqing and others were helpers of the Su State.

"Drums rise!"

General Wu hissed loudly.

Boom, boom, boom!

The war drums sounded.

No matter who the four Shao Yuqing people are, as long as they fight for the Su State, they are the Su State's own people!

However, the sound of the war drums stopped abruptly after only seven or eight breaths, and the faces of Fang Zhong and others also became shocked.

Shao Yuqing transformed into a silver giant and turned his opponent into mincemeat with one move.

Ye Lan pierced his opponent's forehead with a sword.

Lin Shang did not take action. When his opponent got close to him, his body corroded itself and turned into withered bones.

Zhao Feiyan's opponent was beaten to pieces by her, and flew back to the military formation with a face of embarrassment. Although she was not dead, her embarrassing appearance just now could be imagined to have fallen into the eyes of countless people in the world.

"this……"

"Could it be that the method used by the person in Tiangu Valley was the opportunity obtained in Tianji Temple?"

"The sword of Pudu Mountain is indeed a murderous sword!"

"Isn't this Dan Sect of Life and Death too shady? He actually poisoned before the formation!"

"The only female general of the Fang Sheng Dynasty in Xiongguan in the desert was so humiliated by Zhao Feiyan. After today, she will lose her face!"

"This is too strong..."

Fang Luan was stunned. She knew the strength of these four generals! But three people were killed in one move, and one was beaten to the point of losing his armor for the rest of his life!

"The people sent by the Holy Spirit are so strong!"

General Wu and others looked shocked, and then roared: "Who told the war drums to stop? From now on, this battle cannot be won, and the war drums will not stop!"

A group of drummers: "I..."

Boom, boom, boom!

The war drums sounded again.

In the rivers and lakes of the heavens, the direction of the wind gradually changed, and at this time, the first wave of meteor showers had also arrived in Dazhou.

"It seems that as long as these four people are needed in Su State, they can defend the desert pass!"

"It's impossible. Fang Zhong, the eighth prince of the Fang Sheng Dynasty, is at the peak of soul gathering. As long as he takes action, plus a group of martial masters and an army of 300,000, these four people still can't defend the desert pass. It’s about to be broken!”

Someone made an accurate analysis.

Sure enough, after he finished his analysis, Fang Zhong gritted his teeth with a look of humiliation and roared: "Everyone obeys orders!"

"exist!!"

The response was overwhelming!

"Attack me!"

Fang Zhong roared.

He has lost face. Now, regardless of face or not, all he needs to do is defeat the Great Desert Pass.

After this victory, no one will remember that these four people once humiliated the Fang Sheng Dynasty in front of the military formation!

"If you can't beat me, why should you use your strength to bully the few?"

Lin Shang spread poison wildly and shouted.

"In a war between nations, there is no such thing as bullying the minority by bullying the minority. You are still too young!"

There was a sinister smile in Fang Zhong's eyes.

The four of them looked at each other and subconsciously stepped back a distance.

"Let's join forces."

Shao Yuqing suddenly said: "How long can it be blocked?"

"good."

Ye Lan nodded slightly and pointed his sword at Fang Zhong and others: "Today's battle will sharpen my sword intent and my murderous intention."

Lin Shang gritted his teeth and said, "I'm going to risk everything. I plan to throw all my inventory at their heads today."

Zhao Feiyan smiled and said, "Remember, don't poison your own people."

Just as the four of them were getting ready to face the 300,000-strong army, blue brilliance suddenly appeared in the void.

One after another, pitch-black behemoths wearing cold black armor appeared one after another.

In an instant, more than a hundred puppets of the Zhenguo were airborne, standing in the void, looking at the 300,000 troops in front of them indifferently.

The sprinting army subconsciously stopped, and Fang Zhong and others looked at each other.

What is this stuff?

"What is this stuff?"

Lin Shang said in shock.

"It seems to be some kind of puppet, the art of mechanism!"

Ye Lan also had a solemn look on his face.

The way these hundreds of puppets came to the country was really weird, but it seemed like they were on the side of the Su Kingdom.

"The puppets of Zhenguo are coming!"

There was excitement on Old General Wu's face: "Gentlemen, this is the puppet of our Su State!"

Boom, boom, boom!

The sound of the war drums is getting louder and louder!

A puppet of the country?

There was a solemn look on Fang Zhong's face, and then he snorted coldly: "No matter what dirty tricks Su Han uses, I have made up my mind on the desert pass today!"

After a cup of tea.

Fang Zhong was entangled by ten puppets of the country, Shao Yuqing and Zhao Feiyan teamed up to kill him completely!

The rest of the Zhenguo puppets joined the Tiger and Wolf Army, like killing machines. With a wave of their hands, dozens of people would be killed.

"Father!?"

Fang Luan looked at the scene of Fang Zhong's death in disbelief.

"Follow me, give me ten years, and I will definitely avenge your father!"

Zhao Cheng grabbed Fang Luan's arm.

Only by holding on to her tightly can he have a chance to enter the Fang Sheng Dynasty!

But before he could finish his words, a Zhenguo puppet fell from the sky, and a black long knife swiped across Zhao Cheng's neck.

The head flew up and spun in the air. Watching the scene in front of him constantly changing, Zhao Cheng's eyes revealed a deep sense of despair and unwillingness.

He only needs ten years... There is silence in all the world's rivers and lakes, and the Fang Sheng Dynasty has also been defeated here in the desert.