Chapter 1013 Sorry, Yide!

"Hahaha!"

Zhuge Liang also laughed out loud.

"What are you laughing at?"

With a thump in his heart, Old Marshal Zhang felt something was wrong.

"What are you laughing at? This commander-in-chief laughs at the fact that you don't even know you're dying!"

Zhuge Liang shook his head slightly, and lightly waved the feather fan in his hand!

"Eight Arrays, drop!"

With a soft shout, a huge eight formation map descended from the sky, and Marshal Zhang and his three million troops were all enveloped in it!

"Yide, Yunchang, Zilong, the three of you bring Wudang Flying Army in and enjoy yourself!"

Looking at Zhang Fei, Guan Yu, and Zhao Yun who were already itching behind him, Zhuge Liang laughed.

"Thank you, handsome!"

After the three of them clasped their hands together, they all stepped into the eight formations.

"kill!"

A stern shout filled the entire eight formations in an instant.

There were stumps and broken arms everywhere, and Guan Yu, Zhao Yun, and Zhang Fei fought all the way, and no one could take their every move.

On the way of charging, there are many corpses.

Looking back, behind them is the Ten Thousand Wudang Flying Army.

Everyone was holding a long knife, naked to the upper body, and rushed towards the enemy like a pack of hungry wolves. Wherever they passed, there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and there was not a single intact corpse.

In the entire Wudang Flying Army, everyone is filled with an unspeakable wildness.

This kind of wildness is extremely terrifying.

Scary enough to tear everything apart!

However, in the blink of an eye, more than 100,000 enemy troops were killed by Wudang's flying army, and there were even many soldiers of the Forbidden Army that Marshal Zhang was proud of. what!

It's true that these so-called elite soldiers are like half paper in front of the Wudang Flying Army. They are easily beheaded and have no resistance!

The power of the demon-level arms is so terrifying!

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Soon the enemy soldiers trapped in the Eight Arrays went crazy. Under the darkness, they could not see any light, no vitality, only dead silence!

They were terrified!

The power of the Eight Formation Diagram has been revealed on the sacred mountain of the human race. Among these soldiers, many people have heard of the power of the Eight Formation Diagram.

The current eight-formation map has not yet shown his aggressiveness, it just traps them in it.

Datang just sent more than 10,000 troops to strangle them, which is enough to prove the strength and confidence of Datang.

Besides, the Wudang Flying Army has already proved their strength by killing!

They felt that even if their army of more than three million rushed forward, they might not be able to hurt the Wudang Flying Army at all, right?

Many enemy soldiers had such terrible thoughts in their minds.

It is much more terrifying than having no morale!

This is simply the result of a broken mind and no fighting spirit!

"die!"

"Give me Lao Zhang to die!"

"You idiot, die for me!"

One shot, one spear, one knife, the three peerless icicles moved freely among the enemy army, but within half an hour,

All the upper gods in the enemy army were beheaded and killed.

There were not many middle gods left, each of them hid in the corner and shivered, lest they would be found by the three killing gods.

"how can that be?"

"what!"

In the center of the eight formations, watching the army rout in a straight line, it is not the opponent of the Wudang Flying Army at all. Fighting and fighting, some soldiers even stood there and killed them, even without the courage to resist!

Let me ask, is there still a need to fight this battle?

It's like a group of devils slaughtering!

"The devil!"

"Oh my god, how could such a devilish army be cultivated by a mere imperial dynasty in the Tang Dynasty?"

"This is the Heaven that will destroy my Yanlong Heavenly Dynasty!"

After a long time, after stabilizing his mind a little, Marshal Zhang let out a long sigh, completely losing his vigor.

There was no trace of anger, only bursts of depression.

"Forget it, the old man died in this battle, maybe it's a relief, I don't have to watch our Yanlong Dynasty be destroyed!"

"Heavenly Emperor, how on earth did you offend such a devil emperor!

While muttering to himself, Marshal Zhang's eyes were red, he held the long sword in his hand tightly, step by step, and killed Zhang Fei in the crowd!

Among these people, he saw that Zhang Fei was the most aggressive.

I also heard that Zhang Fei was also the main general in the battle against Tangguan, new and old grudges were put together, old marshal Zhang decided to fight to the death!

Even if he sacrificed his own life, he would still kill Zhang Fei. In this way, this battle should be regarded as something rewarding, right?

As for the Wudang Flying Army, he doesn't want to take care of it anymore, and he can't control it anymore. Just relying on the more than three million troops who are now demoralized to deal with the Wudang Flying Army?

Is that a dream?

It's just like a joke!

Wudang Feijun slaughtering his army now is as simple as killing chickens and sheep. The gap has reached such a level. In fact, there seems to be no difference between resisting and not resisting.

This is the same reason as God wants to kill people, ordinary people are powerless to resist!

Of course, some myths and legends are exceptions.

"It's interesting, old man, are you here to find my old Zhang?"

Zhang Fei looked at Old Marshal Zhang, who was approaching him step by step, with a playful look in his eyes.

Just now he was still thinking about how to eat alone, so he killed this old guy surnamed Zhang by himself, so that he could use his skills for fun.

I'm still thinking about tricks, but I never thought about it, so I can do whatever I want!

This old guy surnamed Zhang came to him by himself. Now his second brother Guan Yu and Zilong have nothing to say, right?

"Hey, second brother, Zilong, you all saw it. I didn't want to take credit from you. This old guy came here by himself. Don't blame me, Zhang!"

Zhang Fei triumphantly greeted Guan Yu and Zhao Yun.

"Okay, got it."

Guan Yu smiled helplessly, what could he do with such a rascal thing?

There is no reason to talk about things that are not stingy.

Reason with him?

I'm afraid I can piss myself off!

"Oh?"

However, Zhao Yun's eyes flickered, and then a playful look appeared.

"The gentian shines silver, the dragon sings, and the world is destroyed!"

All of a sudden, Zhao Yun jumped forward, his body was like a dragon, his spear shot out like a light, dragons chanted, and the dazzling light filled the entire eight formations!

boom!

With a loud noise, the entire Eight Arrays seemed to be shaking!

When the smoke and dust cleared, at the same spot, Old Marshal Zhang's chest was pierced by a spear.

Looking carefully, it's not a gentian silver gun, but what is it?

"Junior? Who are you?"

"Ahem..."

At the last moment, Marshal Zhang still looked back unwillingly and asked.

"Datang, Zhao Yun, Zhao Zilong!"

Then, he drew out the gentian silver gun, and with a bang, Marshal Zhang fell to the ground slumped!

"Sorry, Yide, this time, it seems that my gun is faster."

Zhao Yun stroked the tip of the gun lightly, and laughed.

Zhang Fei's expression is really wonderful now, anyway, Zhao Yun likes it very much.

It can be regarded as deflated by this bastard.

"I'm not angry, I just let you. This old guy is old and weak, and his strength has long been inferior to before. What is he proud of?"

Zhang Fei tilted his head and said a little sourly.