Chapter 1680: Fight to the Death!
"Marshal Han, you can rest assured that I would rather die than be captured by them!"
"If necessary at a critical moment, Marshal Han, please take action and send me on my way!"
At this moment, Li Hengzhi's performance was quite tragic.
Between words, he was already ready to fight to the death.
In fact, as the prince of the Tang Dynasty.
Li Hengzhi also thought a lot along the way.
For death.
He was mentally prepared.
and.
He knew that he was the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty.
It represents the image of the entire Tang Dynasty.
It is the majesty of the entire Tang Dynasty!
So, this battle.
He has decided.
Even death!
He will also die vigorously!
I will never be captured by these black shadows like a wimp!
This is something he will never allow to happen.
"good!"
He took a deep look at Li Hengzhi.
At first, Han Xin planned to give a few more words of advice.
However, I saw the sincerity and determination revealed in Li Hengzhi's eyes.
Han Xin completely understood Li Hengzhi's plan.
Moreover, he also chose to support Li Hengzhi unconditionally.
Even if, in the end, he was the one who personally sent Li Heng on his way.
He is also willing to bear this infamy!
Everything is for the prestige of the Great Tang Immortal Court!
It may just be an invisible belief.
However, throughout the Tang Dynasty.
It is more important than anything else.
It is much more important than their own lives.
"Hand over Prince Li Hengzhi of the Tang Dynasty, and you can live!"
"Otherwise, all of you will die!"
"Die! Die! Die!"
Just when he saw it, thousands of black shadows were blocking the entire First Corps of the Tang Dynasty, each one with an awe-inspiring aura.
Surprisingly, they are all saint-level existences!
It’s truly terrifying to the extreme!
Thousands of saints!
This power is enough to destroy heaven and earth!
Han Xin's eyes narrowed slightly.
He murmured to himself: "There are six hundred saints in the heaven!"
"Four hundred saints in the second heaven."
"Three hundred saints in the third heaven."
"Two hundred saints of the fourth heaven."
"One hundred saints in the fifth heaven."
"Fifty Saints of the Sixth Heaven."
"Thirty saints from the seventh heaven."
"Ten saints in the eighth heaven."
"There are even five saints in the Nine Heavens!"
"What kind of force does this come from?"
That's right.
Soon, Han Xin saw through the strength and quantity of the thousands of black shadows that came.
Good guy.
There are six hundred saints in the first level.
Four hundred saints in the second heaven.
Three hundred saints in the third heaven.
Two hundred saints in the fourth heaven.
One hundred saints in the fifth heaven.
Fifty saints in the sixth heaven.
Thirty saints in the seventh heaven.
Ten saints in the eighth heaven.
and the five saints of the Nine Heavens.
That counts.
That’s a total of 1,695 saints!
If this is split.
How many ancient lands can be established?
I'm afraid it's at least a hundred, right?
Han Xin is sure that these black shadows.
They definitely come from the same force.
It won't be pieced together by multiple forces.
So, for such a one, you can bring out the power of the previous 695 saints.
Han Xin had to think deeply about it.
Such power.
What kind of force is it?
What's their purpose?
this moment.
Han Xinxin was filled with all kinds of questions.
"Hurry up and hand over the Prince of Tang Dynasty!"
"Otherwise, we will start killing immediately!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
It can be seen that the First Corps of the Tang Dynasty seems to be indifferent to their threat.
The existence of the five saints in the ninth heaven.
He immediately became angry.
The volume and pitch were at least one degree higher than just now.
The anger in those words.
It is even more impossible to suppress.
"Hand over His Highness the Crown Prince?"
"Are you worthy enough?"
"Soldiers of the First Corps of the Tang Dynasty."
"Tell me, are you afraid of death?"
"Are you willing to fight to the death with these enemies of unknown origin who are trying to threaten the safety of His Highness, the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty?"
Han Xin saw this.
It was like stepping into the sky right then and there.
Almost at the same moment.
It's full firepower.
Innate magical power: the art of war.
The first level of military art: a last-ditch battle.
The second level of military art: the more, the better.
Coupled with the power of the Soldier Immortal Commander Seal.
Soon, Han Xin's combat power reached the eighth level of the Saint.
His voice was powerful and exciting.
Show no weakness.
"We are not afraid of death!"
"We are willing to fight the enemy to the death!"
"Fight to the death!"
The entire First Corps of the Tang Dynasty was angry.
It was already burning fiercely.
this moment.
Under the guidance of Han Xin, it completely broke out.
Even though.
Facing these one thousand, six hundred and ninety-five saints, the First Corps of the Tang Dynasty faced hard steel. As a result, the entire army was likely to be annihilated.
But, this moment.
The First Corps of the Tang Dynasty.
But no one backed down!
"war!"
same moment.
The five good generals, the five tiger generals, Sun Ce, Dian Wei, Xu Chu, and the twelve legion commanders stepped out one after another!
They all opened their own innate magical powers one after another.
In particular, Cao Cao, Li Mu, and Yue Fei have activated the second level of their innate magical powers, and their combat power reaches the seventh level of the Saint.
Their figures, perhaps, are not that tall at this moment.
However, they dared to stand at the forefront of Datang's First Corps!
them.
Plan to confront these 1,695 saints head-on.
Even though they knew very well that in such a battle, they would probably be shattered to pieces soon.
However, they are not afraid at all!
"They all want to die."
"Then it will be fulfilled for you."
The black shadows of the five saints from the Nine Heavens gave a sharp shout.
He just planned to take action by force.
"snort!"
"Before our border with the Tang Dynasty, we would not tolerate the arrogance of young people like you!"
"Wudang Mountain, suppress and kill!"
But just as he saw it, Zhang Sanfeng turned into a violent madman.
The palm of my hand holds Mount Wudang.
Take advantage of these dark shadows.
With one blow, hundreds of saints in the first heaven and the black shadows of the saints in the second heaven were all destroyed!
There are also many saints in the third heaven, saints in the fourth heaven, and even the existence of saints in the fifth heaven, who have also been affected and suffered heavy losses!
"There is a fish in the North Ming Dynasty, and its name is Kun. Kun is so big that I don't know how many miles it is; when it turns into a bird, its name is Peng. The back of the Peng is so big that I don't know how many miles it is; when it flies in anger, its wings are like The clouds hanging from the sky are birds, and the sea transport will migrate to Nanming..."
As the words fell one after another.
There is no doubt that Zhuang Zhou is here.
Between words and sentences.
Unexpectedly, in a trance.
There is a mythical beast that looks exactly like Kunpeng, which seems both illusory and illusory.
Between a swoop.
Within the lineup of thousands of black shadows.
When even a sound of the saint's death sounded.
Coupled with Zhang Sanfeng's previous strong suppression.
In this wave, the two of them cooperated.
Look around.
It seems that among the black shadow saints, the first-level saints and the second-level saints are almost dead.
Most of the saints in the Third Heaven were seriously injured and many died.
It seems.
All of a sudden, the momentum of this black shadow lineup was much smaller than before.
The spirit was knocked down in an instant.