Chapter 1013 Sorry, Yide!

"Hahaha!"

Zhuge Liang also laughed out loud.

"What are you laughing at?"

With a jolt in his heart, Marshal Zhang had a bad feeling.

"What are you laughing at? I'm laughing at you for not knowing that you are about to die!"

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

"Eight formations, fall!"

With a light shout, the huge Eight formations fell from the sky, and Marshal Zhang and his three million troops were all covered in it!

"Yide, Yunchang, Zilong, the three of you can take the Wudang Flying Army in to have fun!"

Looking at Zhang Fei, Guan Yu, and Zhao Yun, who had been itching to go in, Zhuge Liang said with a smile.

"Thank you, Marshal!"

After the three of them bowed together, they all stepped into the Eight Formations.

"Kill!"

The whole Eight Formations was filled with shouts in an instant.

There were broken limbs everywhere, and Guan Yu, Zhao Yun, and Zhang Fei were all over the place, and no one could take their moves.

The road to the charge was full of corpses.

Looking back, behind them were 10,000 Wu Dang flying soldiers.

Everyone held a long sword, naked, and pounced on the enemy like a group of hungry wolves. Wherever they passed, there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and there was not a single intact corpse.

The entire Wu Dang flying army was filled with an unspeakable wildness.

This wildness was extremely terrifying.

It was terrifying enough to tear everything apart!

However, in the blink of an eye, more than 100,000 enemy soldiers died at the hands of the Wu Dang flying army, and even many of them were the imperial guards that Marshal Zhang was proud of. They were the elite soldiers of the Yanlong Dynasty!

But these so-called elite soldiers were like half paper in front of the Wu Dang flying army. They were easily killed and had no resistance!

The power of the gods and demons,

so terrifying!

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Soon the enemy soldiers trapped in the Eight Diagrams went crazy. In the dark, they could not see any light, no vitality, only a dead silence!

They were terrified!

The power of the Eight Formations had been shown in the Holy Mountain of the Human Race, and many of these soldiers had heard of its power.

The Eight Formations had not yet shown its aggressiveness, but only trapped them.

The Tang Dynasty had only sent more than 10,000 troops to strangle them, which was enough to prove the strength and confidence of the Tang Dynasty.

Moreover, the Wu Dang Flying Army had already proved their strength with killing!

They felt that even if their more than 3 million troops rushed in, they would not be able to hurt the Wu Dang Flying Army at all, right?

Such terrible thoughts flashed through the minds of many enemy soldiers.

It was much more terrible than having no morale at all!

This was simply the result of having a destroyed mind and no fighting spirit!

"Die!"

"Die for me, Old Zhang!"

"You are nothing but a piece of shit, die!"

One gun, one spear, one knife, three peerless cold rays shuttled freely among the enemy army. In just half an hour, all the middle-level gods of the enemy army were killed.

There were only a few middle-level gods left, and they hid in the corners and trembled, fearing that they would be found by the three killing gods.

"How is this possible?"

"Ah!"

In the center of the Eight Formations, watching the army's straight line of defeat, they were no match for the Wu Dang Flying Army at all. As the fight went on, some soldiers even stood there and waited to be killed, without even the courage to resist!

Let me ask, is this battle still worth fighting?

It was simply a group of demons slaughtering!

"Devil!"

"Oh my God, how could a mere Tang dynasty nurture such a devilish army?"

"This is God's will to destroy my Yanlong Dynasty!"

After a long time, after calming down a little, Marshal Zhang sighed and completely lost his spirit.

There was no trace of anger, only waves of dejection.

"Well, I will die in this battle. Maybe it is also a relief. I don't have to watch my Yanlong Dynasty being destroyed!"

"Emperor of Heaven, how did you offend such a devilish dynasty!

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

Among these people, he saw that Zhang Fei's killing momentum was the most fierce.

I also heard that Zhang Fei was also the main general in the battle of Ju Tang Pass. Putting new and old hatreds together, Marshal Zhang was determined to fight to the death!

Even if it cost him his life, he would kill Zhang Fei. In this way, this battle , at least it can be considered a little gain, right?

As for the Wu Dang Flying Army, he no longer wanted to care about it, and he couldn't care about it. With the current army of more than three million people who had lost their morale, he wanted to deal with the Wu Dang Flying Army?

That was a dream, right?

It was just like a joke!

The Wu Dang Flying Army was now slaughtering his army as easily as killing chickens and sheep. The gap had reached this level, and there seemed to be no difference between resistance and non-resistance.

This was the same as the gods wanting to kill people. Ordinary people were simply powerless to resist!

Of course, some myths and legends were exceptions.

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

Zhang Fei looked at the old Marshal Zhang who was killing him step by step, and a hint of playfulness flashed in his eyes.

Just now he was still thinking about how to eat alone, and kill this old guy surnamed Zhang alone, so as to get the first credit for fun.

He was still thinking about the tricks, but he never thought that what he thought would come true!

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

"Hey, second brother, Zilong, you've all seen it. I'm not trying to take credit from you. This old guy came here on his own. You can't blame me, Lao Zhang!"

Zhang Fei proudly said to Guan Yu and Zhao Yun.

"Okay, got it."

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

There is no reason to mix things without being stingy.

Reason with him?

I'm afraid I'll make myself angry to death!

"oh?"

Zhao Yun's eyes flickered a little, and then a hint of amusement appeared.

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

Suddenly, Zhao Yun jumped up, his body was like a swimming dragon, his spear was like light, the dragon roared in bursts, and the dazzling light filled the entire eight formations!

boom!

There was a loud noise, and the entire eight formations seemed to be shaking!

When the smoke and dust dissipated, Marshal Zhang's chest was suddenly penetrated by a spear.

Looking carefully, it's not a gentian silver gun, so 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 silver gentian gun, and with a pop, Marshal Zhang fell to the ground slumped!

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

Zhao Yun gently stroked the tip of the gun and laughed.

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

This can be regarded as a defeat for this gangster.

"I'm not angry, I'm just letting you do it. This old guy is old and weak, and his strength is no longer what it used to be. What's the point of being proud of?"

Zhang Fei tilted his head and said a little sourly.