Chapter 692: One Hundred Thousand Soaring to the Sky!

A thousand giant spirit warriors are tall and mighty, wearing black gold battle armor, stepping out, holding up their battle axes, like black mountains, hard to shake, the cold light on the blades of the battle armor axe, penetrating hundreds of miles!

war!

At the same time, one hundred thousand Ling Xiao troops also stood behind Ye Wushuang, holding high their black spears, cutting the sky with sharp edges, and the sound of roaring echoed sonorously, making the blood of countless Taihuang people behind him boil!

"Lingxiao warriors, the purpose of sharpening their weapons is for the current battle. This battle is not for life or death, but for a happy kill. It is just to prove that our Lingxiao Army is worthy of being a man of iron and blood, and worthy of being admired by the people. Invincible army!"

Ye Wushuang said sonorously, the loud voice spread throughout hundreds of thousands of miles, millions of miles!

"For the army master, fight!"

"For proof, fight!"

One hundred thousand Lingxiao troops roared, their fighting spirit was violent, and they soared into the sky. On this day, they waited for too long. The moment they became fighters, they were instilled with the thinking of living for war. The so-called proof, one battle is enough!

"Giant spirit warrior, Pan Wu is willing to take the lead and fight for the giant spirit clan!"

Pan Wu held an ancient battle axe and called for battle loudly!

"allow!"

Ye Wushuang opened his mouth and vomited, and a thousand giant spirit warriors held the battle axes and bore the brunt. If the sky was not cut down, the giant spirit clan would not be able to revive and rise, so they had to fight to the death.

"Ling Xiaojun, Feng Jue! Jian Bufan! Smile to the sky! But fight to the last drop of blood!"

Jian Bufan and other generals of the Ling Xiao Army stepped forward and unanimously called for a fight, followed closely behind, with them as the vanguard, fighting only for proof!

This kind of blood has infected everyone. Facing the terrifying army of destroying the world, they still charge forward and choose to fight. How can they retreat?

"Soldiers of the Emperor's Holy Kingdom obey orders, kill!"

The Taidi stared straight ahead, and roared loudly. Immediately, the Taihuang's millions of soldiers rushed forward without fear!

"Warriors of the Jiaolong clan, you are also strong men, why have you ever had the slightest fear, fight!"

Jiao Ming held a scarlet battle halberd and swiped across it. Immediately, all the Jiaolong warriors headed by Jiao Peng rushed forward, and the sharp edges of the soldiers shone coldly under the sky!

"Kill, kill the emperor's ants!"

A hundred thousand miles away, a pseudo-sage in the sky bloomed with indifference, pulled out an ancient sword, and roared, the world-destroying army swarmed like a monstrous sea wave, the might of the army was terrifying!

The distance of 100,000 miles seemed to be at the foot, and the two sides collided quickly, and a column of blood rose into the sky like a blood-colored sky!

"Clang, clang!"

The collision of weapons, the shadows of swords and swords, the sounds of all kinds of clangs can be heard endlessly, the eyes of all kinds of destructive holy lights are in the sky, and the fluctuations of the fighting are huge and terrifying, as if two worlds are fighting!

The moment they collided, flesh and blood exploded all over the sky, limbs spread all over the ground, and one after another figures fell down and were trampled under their feet.

"kill!"

There was a roar, a clang, and Jian Bufan's invisible sword was pulled out, snowflakes fell all over the sky, and the terrifying sword energy filled the sky, instantly obliterating all the strong men in the sky, and the heads of people were chopped off by the sword energy, and the blood column soared into the sky , dyed the sky red.

"Kill these ants, kill them all, kill them all!" Countless strong men in the sky snarled, slashing and killing the emperor and the sky-fighting fighters who rushed up, each and every fighter died fighting with hatred, but in order to block The pace of the people behind charging.

"Grind my battle spear, cast my battle armor, stain my blood, throw my head, fight for peace for the emperor, and fight for the survival of the wives, children, and parents behind him. Warriors of Lingxiao, are you afraid?"

Feng Jue's hoarse roar echoed on the battlefield, and the endless sword light shredded the rushing army of destroying the world. The blood mist filled the sky, and the blood deeply stimulated the hearts of every soldier!

"Why should the Ling Xiao army be afraid, fight!"

"Yes, fight, kill a pain, hahaha!"

Countless soldiers slashed and killed the soldiers of the sky and the world, raised their heads and laughed wildly, clanging blood, killing wildly, all of them were extremely brave, rushing to the forefront, even if their arms were chopped off, their bodies still moved forward, even if half of their bodies were split, the spears in their hands Still piercing through the enemy's head, at this moment their belief is to kill a happy one!

And behind them, there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, piled up like a mountain, and the blood infected the earth, mountains and rivers, dyeing it red, and the strong smell of blood aroused the blood in the hearts of every Ling Xiao warrior, fighting hard!

Such a group of desperate iron-blooded tiger and wolf masters shocked and astonished all the powerhouses in Qiongtian, and the sentient beings in the Taihuang Realm who came up behind them were even more encouraged. Fighting the enemy bravely and never retreating, such an army is really terrifying.

"Cheer up, hahaha!"

Xiang Tianxiao beheaded an enemy, laughing wildly, the blood-stained face could no longer see the person's appearance clearly.

"Heaven laughs, today you and I will compare each other, who will kill more people in the sky?"

Jian Bufan stepped forward, obliterated several strong men with one sword, and then turned his head and said to Xiang Tian with a smile.

"Better than killing more people, it's better to fall down first. If you fall down, you lose. If you don't fall down, keep killing!"

Feng Jue's voice echoed.

"Hahaha, good idea, I won't be the first to fall!"

Jian Bufan laughed heartily, with determination in his free and easy way, today he plans to live on, and have a hearty battle!

"Damn ants, I'm going to kill them!"

Standing behind the World Exterminating Army, seeing the people in Taihuang Realm laughing wildly, they were furious, and one of the hypocrites roared and came from the sky, killing Ling Xiaojun and Jian Bufan and others. Warrior Xiao was wiped out, leaving no bones left.

"The giant spirit warrior will fight you!"

Seeing this, Pan Wu held up his battle axe, staring at the hypocrisy of Qiongtian who couldn't hold back his hands!

"No, Jian Bufan's sword has not yet drunk the snow of the hypocrisy of the sky, let me do it myself!"

Jian Bufan went up against the sky, like a peerless sword god, surrounded by endless sword shadows, and the world was full of swordsmanship, fighting with that false jihad.

"kill!"

Immediately, the rest of the false saints in the sky also made a move in an instant, coming down from the sky, turning the sky with one palm, and slapped fiercely towards the invincible Ling Xiaojun.

Roar!

Pan Wu roared, and the battle ax cut through the air, and cut out, destroying the palm prints covering the sky one after another.

However, on the Qiongtian side, there are more than a dozen false saints, but nearly a hundred, most of whom woke up from deep sleep, exceeding the number of false saints on the Qiongtian side.

"The prince ordered one!"

The demon prince standing at the back was flickering with demonic light in his eyes, his demonic aura shot up to the sky, his body shook, his blood boiled like a vast sea, and with the small flags of the soldiers of the holy way on all sides on his head, he charged forward.

Ye Wushuang stood in the void, his eyes fell on the battlefield, and there was an indescribable chill!

Sheng Qiankun glanced at Ye Wushuang, and stepped forward with the "saint's blood" on his head.

"The blood of the holy man predetermines the fate of the three false saints in the sky first!"

The arrogant and domineering voice resounded in everyone's ears, and the face of the strong man in the sky was livid, prescribing their fate, could they really be killed at will?