Chapter 1112 This Handsome only Needs 10 Breaths!

"kill!"

next moment!

Thousands of miles of sky dimmed!

There is only one violent body that shines thousands of feet!

An ancient chariot walks side by side with it, in a trance, like a will-o'-the-wisp chariot leading to the netherworld!

Speeding all the way, stepping over countless corpses.

I don't know how many ordinary soldiers of the Baiyun League were buried for them, and clouds of blood mist kept drifting into the void.

"Not good, all the generals gather, hurry up!"

In the center of the army, the leader of Baiyun turned pale with shock!

Between shouts and shouts, his breath was tense to the extreme.

He is really scared!

Don't be afraid!

Not to mention Wang Jian, just Sun Bin's ghost fire chariot made him feel like he was facing a big enemy, and he didn't dare to neglect.

As for Wang Jian, he felt as if he saw the great sun!

For some reason, a sense of powerlessness to resist rose in my heart.

tread! tread! tread!

It has to be said that the leader of the Baiyun League still has a little dignity in the Baiyun League.

During this shout, masters from all directions gathered.

More than 300 strong masters of the main god realm surrounded the leader of Baiyun!

All of them looked cold and resolute, staring at Wang Jian and the ghost fire chariot!

At this point, they all knew what they were doing!

Today, they are already irrevocable!

Confront Datang, look at Datang's past record, hostile, only dead end!

Even if he surrenders, he can only be filled into the surrender camp, God knows what kind of existence it will become!

them,

One by one, they are all high-ranking masters of the main god realm!

Death or surrender, unless it is a last resort, none of them want to choose!

Pointless!

What they want is to respect themselves!

Because, among them, even if they are not the lords of one side, they are still powerful ministers and important ministers above tens of thousands of people!

"Form the white cloud formation, hurry up!"

Seeing that the two were getting closer and closer, Leader Baiyun shouted out hastily.

He fears! He is afraid!

He knew very well that if they didn't use some means, they might not be enough to kill them alone!

Only the white cloud formation has such a glimmer of life!

This is also the hole card that the leader of Baiyun had prepared long before the start of the battle!

"Baiyun League army, form a Baiyun army formation, kill!"

boom!

With a loud shout!

In an instant, two large formations formed!

Combined with each other, but also mutually exclusive.

Between each other, the evil spirit dyed the whole sky red.

The scorching breath even burned tens of millions of miles of void into pieces.

In between breaths, Wang Jian and Sun Bin were trapped by the two large formations, their brows were slightly frowned: "Shuai Sun, can you find a way to block the offensive of this formation for ten breaths!"

"Ben Shuai needs ten breaths!"

Wang Jian's eyes were like knives, and he shot straight at the central killing formation!

Leader Baiyun and others are among them!

Especially the leader Baiyun!

He has become the heart of the two formations!

"Ten breaths, can Wang Shuai kill the leader of Baiyun?"

Sun Bin asked solemnly.

"Ten breaths, this commander can kill more than three hundred main gods in that formation!"

boom!

Bi An's four-piece upper body, Wang Jian's aura seemed to have surpassed a certain limit.

Sun Bin's pupils suddenly opened, and then, his eyes shone again!

"Wang Shuai, let's go, even if I try my best, I will fight for ten breaths for Wang Shuai!"

In the ancient chariot, came Sun Bin's decisive voice!

"it is good!"

In the next moment, Wang Jian turned into Changhong!

In the ancient chariot, characters burst out one by one!

"Sun Bin's Art of War!"

When these four words reflect the sky!

Between the two large formations, there is actually a black beam of light connecting the sky and the earth!

Sun Bin stood in it driving an ancient chariot, causing the operation of the formation to stagnate instantly.

nineteen...

Eight!

Bi An's saber rose violently, and fell to the ground with one blow!

The knife gang raged for thousands of miles!

Endless evil energy converges in it!

"No! How is it possible?"

The operation of the large formation was stagnant, looking at Wang Jian who looked like a demon above the void, the pupils of the leader Baiyun kept shrinking.

While shouting in surprise, he hurriedly shouted: "Quickly retreat, everyone quickly retreat!"

"Back, is it too late?"

Wang Jian's face was full of ferocity.

Rumble!

The next second, the sword fell to the ground, and a gust of wind whipped up a boundless rain of blood!

The white cloud formation collapsed suddenly, and the bones of more than 300 master god realm powerhouses were all gone!

Plop!

Leader Baiyun lost his mind and knelt down on the ground.

Regardless of the blood and rain splashing all over his body, his eyes were absent-minded, unable to cry blood.

"It's over, it's over!"

Whispering to himself, President Baiyun's entire body began to shatter into pieces.

Soon, it seemed to be weathered and disappeared completely!

"Run!"

Then, the Baiyun army formation collapsed!

All the soldiers of the Baiyun League scattered and fled!

"Kill me!"

"kill!"

Rumble!

The Bi An Legion and the Pu Lao Legion are already ready to go!

With a stern shout!

Two armies, more than 3 billion troops, like a torrent, roaring and chasing after them!

In the south of the Tang Dynasty, a bloody storm rolled by, and the huge Baiyun League disappeared in smoke!

So far, the south of the Tang Dynasty has been completely settled!

It can be said that there is no need to worry anymore!

"Wang Jian is really terrifying. He deserves to be the existence of an unrivaled evildoer relying on himself!"

There was a sound of admiration in the ancient chariot.

Sun Bin clenched his fist slightly!

He has to hurry up too!

At that moment just now, Wang Jian erupted with the terrifying strength of the peak of the eleventh level of the main god, which deeply stimulated Sun Bin!

 …

At the same time, in the eastern part of the Tang Dynasty, above a body of water!

The flag of the Overlord Legion is raised high!

On the opposite side, the army of the Xuanyin League is tightly hugging into a ball!

Now that the battle has been fought, all the enemy troops have been beaten by Zhou Yu to the point of fear.

To tell the truth, don't look at the Xuanyin League with such terrifying existences as the Xuanyin Old Ghost.

At the beginning, Jin Yiwei inquired, and believed that the overall strength of the Xuanyin League was better than that of the Taisui League.

But in fact, after the war, in terms of overall strength, the Xuanyin League is much inferior to the Taisui League, let alone comparable to the Baiyun League.

After several days of fighting, Zhou Yu took advantage of the Baxia Legion's superiority in water combat to attack in all directions, making the Xuanyin Union miserable.

Without the old ghost of Xuanyin, the high-level performance of the Xuanyin Union is really not very good.

The huge Xuanyin Alliance, with an army of more than 10 billion, was defeated by Zhou Yu.

During the period, Zhou Yu also killed billions abruptly!

Now, the Xuanyin League army that is still confronting the Underlord's Legion is less than five billion!

"Shuai Zhou, this battle was really fun!"

Gan Ning wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said carelessly.

After this battle, everyone in the Underlord Legion really cheered.

Zhou Yu has been leading the Xuanyin League by the nose with all kinds of tricks.

The Xuanyin League was hit so hard that it was powerless to fight back!

"Ah!"

Zhou Yu chuckled, shook his head slightly, and there was a glint of brilliance in his eyes!

Same as Wei Qing!

He has the same psychological baggage!

Last time, Li Chengqian was required to come to the rescue in person, but in this battle, no matter what, he also returned with a big victory!

It had better be rolling!

Only in this way can it be regarded as washing away the shame of the last World War!