Chapter 1513 What Is the Night?

"Quack!"

The crow's call was weird and sharp, and it continued in an annoying way.

The light of the five supernatural powers was dazzling, and the supernatural power of the heart kept away from other ambitions.

Jiang Wang's eyes began to show determination.

The surging power of Tianfu Wailou showed its strength in this wilderness.

Anyone facing Jiang Wang should have the awareness of facing life and death.

At this moment, Du Yehu just said: "What do you want to hear from me?"

"Reminisce with you?"

"Ask if you still remember the good wine I hid under the bed?"

"Ask if you still remember our ambitions?"

"Ask if you still remember that you are from Zhuang?"

Every time he said a word, the evil spirit on his body became stronger.

The whole person seemed to be connected with the running killing array.

When the last sentence was finished, the white skeletons in the mountain graves within the field of vision all jumped into the air, each showing a vigorous state, echoing each other from a distance. And at the bottom of many graves, a group of fierce soldiers covered in full armor jumped out one by one!

There are about 300 of them in total, and they are well-trained in action.

Like Du Yehu, they all hid in the mountain graves with the help of some special means, covered by white bones and skulls.

Until this moment, they jumped out brazenly.

Each of them was boiling with blood, and in an instant they formed a military formation. The military evil rolled up and roared into Du Yehu's body, making his evil tiger evil more fierce.

These are the elite soldiers of Jiujiang Xuanjia, created by the famous general Duan Li, and the strongest army cultivated by Zhuang State with the whole country's strength!

Jiujiang Xuanjia has only 3,000 people in total, and this time there are 300 of them.

Du Yehu's capital on this gambling table is not small.

He grasped the power of this familiar military formation, and every bit of military evil seemed to be connected with himself. He felt the expanding power, and the funeral mace in front of him stood up again, and in an instant he withdrew from defense and turned to offense, smashing it on the head!

There is sometimes no difference between leading troops to charge the formation and fighting against each other. Whoever can better implement his will can better seize the opportunity.

In countless life-and-death battles, Du Yehu has already made killing an instinct.

The iron-black heavy mace, like a huge handle, rumbled and opened the door of life and death between heaven and earth.

And the bloody evil tigers, one on the left and one on the right, roared and formed two ferocious evil spirits.

The left is the ox head, and the right is the horse face.

Charge forward together!

The Yin God opens the way, and the soldiers gather the truth. Use the mace to send off the funeral, and do not mourn the good man.

This mace is the door of life and death.

It is a killing method that Du Yehu will never show easily.

And Jiang Wang's sword came at this time!

Like the sky falling, like the earth sinking.

The peak that supports the sky fell down to become a sword, and the body of the heavenly mansion held it, and a sword pierced across, making the sky clear.

This sword collided with a sweeping posture.

Between heaven and earth, there is sword light!

Since ancient times, the art of war has been to use the majority to overwhelm the minority and to gather the weak to become strong. When the famous generals who led the army to conquer the world, their combat power could not be calculated by their cultivation, let alone when they were fighting alone.

Just like in the battlefield of Qiyang, Chong Xuansheng and Jiang Wang borrowed the power of the military formation of the world's strongest soldiers, such as the Qiusha Army, and crossed the border to kill the aging Yangguo general Ji Cheng.

Although Du Yehu is only in the inner palace realm now, he has a military formation of nearly 300 brave soldiers, which has shown a momentum that is not inferior to Jiang Wang.

Moreover, Jiang Wang was really seriously injured.

But when the two were hostile, Jiang Wang's sword was so decisive and brave, without any hesitation, only the determination to break the enemy's formation, and only the unparalleled confidence in himself.

Who can withstand the sword that can topple the mountain?

The sword and the mace collided resolutely, and the sword energy and the soldier evil spirit clashed thousands of times in an instant. The ox-headed and horse-faced beasts formed by the evil tiger evil spirit dispersed on the spot! No power could be displayed.

The evil ghost guarding the gate died.

The gate of life and death opened.

And the prematurely beheaded Du Yehu was chopped away.

Just like the previous round, Jiang Wang flew backwards in front of his funeral mace.

Jiang Wang in a fighting posture, even if he was seriously injured, was not what Du Yehu could do now.

The power of the military formation surrounding him was directly chopped open in this unreserved head-on collision. The military formation taught by Duan Li was chopped off in one round.

The armored soldiers fell one after another.

It was like hail in the cold winter.

After landing, they staggered to the left and right, and some of them could never stand up again.

Nearly 300 fierce soldiers of Jiujiang Xuanjia, after facing Jiang Wang's sword head-on, more than half of them were killed or injured!

This is Jiang Wang now.

This is the power of Tianfu Outer Building.

This is the genius standing at the top of the cultivators of the same realm in the world.

Terrifying fighting power!

Jiang Wang raised his sword and stepped forward. The wounds on his body seemed not to be wounds, and the pain he felt seemed not to be painful.

He rushed towards Du Yehu who was flying backwards.

"The physique of a soldier is indeed extraordinary. If it were someone else, he would have died. Du Lao Hu, you——"

The voice stopped here, and Jiang Wang suddenly turned around in the air.

This sword pulled horizontally and turned a hideous evil ghost that floated silently behind him into black smoke on the spot.

His movements were extremely natural, as if this fierce evil ghost was hitting his sword by itself.

And he swung his hand back, and the cold long nail had already left his hand, and in the empty field of vision, it directly nailed a invisible resentful soul!

The killing nail turned into the wind of the sky, and the frosty wind flew through the field of vision at a high speed, circled a large circle, and swept back to Jiang Wang's hand neatly, sinking into the index finger.

Silently, all the bones that jumped out of the graves disappeared.

The moment he re-entered the battle state, Jiang Wang began to seize the control of the battle situation.

He knew one thing very well - even if Du Yehu really turned against him and wanted to kill him as soon as possible. He couldn't make such a detailed and continuous ambush.

He could set up a trap for himself completely in a targeted manner, and set up an ambush under his nose.

He used ghosts to cover up ghosts, used the actions on the surface to cover up, and used the ghost's tail to complete the formation that was covering here at the moment.

He used the white bone skeleton to cover up the existence of the elite warriors of Jiujiang Xuanjia, and in turn used these Jiujiang Xuanjia warriors to cover up the actions of the white bone skeleton.

He could calculate that he would definitely capture the eye of the formation, let Du Yehu ambush there in advance, and gave the first blow that hit him hard.

Being able to think of using the previous relationship between him and Du Yehu...

This familiar style, all of this, made Jiang Wang quickly think of a name-

Lin Zhengren.

So when he drew his sword to confront Du Yehu's army, his greatest vigilance still fell on the enemy who had not yet appeared.

He chased Du Yehu openly and looked for Lin Zhengren secretly.

So when Lin Zhengren's next killer came out, he easily defeated it, and went a step further and directly destroyed those white bones and skeletons.

This invisible resentful soul and hideous evil ghost are all vicious means.

But it is far from enough.

Jiang Wang believes that Lin Zhengren will not ignore his own strength.

On the Guanhetai, he would rather let Zhuangguo lose face, take the risk of being slapped to death by Du Ruhui, and resolutely refused to go on stage to fight. He would never underestimate himself.

So there is a backhand!

This step of resentful souls and evil ghosts is still just a test...

Where is the backhand?

Those skeletons had been turned into ashes by the Buzhou wind, and the subsequent evolution should have been extinguished.

So what other details have been overlooked?

Where is Lin Zhengren hiding?

"Quack!"

The crow's cry seemed to be offering sacrifices to someone, stirring up the restless killing thoughts deep in people's hearts.

Jiang Wang constantly used the light of supernatural power to calm his mind.

"Jiang Wang!"

The one who stamped his feet in the air and made the air explode was Du Yehu, whose eyes were red.

More than half of the three hundred soldiers were killed or injured in a blink of an eye, and he himself was injured by Jiang Wang's sword. At this moment, the murderous aura on his body was as substantial as a substance.

The armor on his body exploded directly, and pieces flew like butterflies.

The naked, muscular upper body had blood-colored lines spreading along the muscle lines.

The blood lines condensed into two broken battle flags on his chest, crossing and standing diagonally, as if waving on the battlefield.

As soon as the two battle flags appeared, there were fierce horses neighing and weapons clashing.

The two sides confronting each other in the wilderness seemed to have crashed into a battlefield with golden swords and iron horses.

This is the magical power, drinking blood!

This hatred is hard to end, drink blood and keep your weapons in mind!

This magical power has two effects. The first is to define the scope of the magical power as the battlefield. Every blood and energy that is dispersed on the battlefield will have a part of its power contained by the magical power owner. In simple terms, power can be obtained from the dead soldiers.

The second is to act on the magical power owner himself - the more serious the injury, the more power can be obtained from this magical power.

The upper limit of the power contained by the two magical power effects depends only on the physique of the magical power owner himself and the degree of development of the magical power.

At this time, there are more than a hundred dead soldiers on the battlefield.

At this moment, Du Yehu is covered with sword wounds and his internal organs have been injured.

It is the best time to use the blood-drinking magical power.

But seeing his body, the blood veins are bright and dripping.

Veins are like mountains, muscles are like cast iron, beard and messy hair are floating in the fierce wind.

A general is the courage of all soldiers.

He is too much like a general.

Too much like a general!

As Duan Li said before, he was born to be a fierce general.

Holding the funeral mace in his big hand, it seemed to have spirituality, greedily absorbing the soldiers' evil spirits.

He completed the activation of the blood-drinking supernatural power in an instant, and the power of the whole person expanded to a terrible intensity. The evil tiger evil spirits around him rolled up like a big flag and rolled the remaining black armor soldiers into the army formation again.

"How dare you!"

Bang!

He stepped on the air and exploded. He was like a rolling boulder on a mountain, rumbling towards Jiang Wang.

His appearance was ferocious and his momentum was unmatched: "Turn back in front of me!"

He hadn't arrived yet.

The strong wind had already rolled in.

The wind blade cut his face, and it was faintly painful.

It was the power of heaven, the power of man, and the power of war.

Jiang Wang just raised his left hand expressionlessly, with five fingers spread wide, facing Du Yehu, who was like an army.

Super Taoist magic - Dragon Tiger!

In the Tongtian Sea, huge waves were set off.

The wind blowing from all directions bound his limbs.

Du Yehu had the power of drinking blood. Du Yehu was walking the path of the ancient military strategists who were both fierce and evil. Du Yehu was wrapped in the power of the military formation... At this moment, Du Yehu was already in his most powerful state.

But.

He was facing Jiang Wang.

"It's different now. Du Lao Hu!"

When they were outside the Taoist temple, no one dared to confront Du Yehu head-on in a desperate state. But what is today?

Who is Jiang Wang today?

As soon as he finished speaking, a sword had already been drawn.

A line was drawn between heaven and earth.

To distinguish high and low, to cut off life and death.

Learned from Chaoyu, evolved from the sword of the famous scholar, this sword can settle more than just grudges!

The super-quality Taoist Dragon Tiger inherited from the royal family of the ancient Yang Kingdom, even if it can only make Du Yehu, who has been blessed by many things, pause for half a breath... that is enough.

Just as Du Yehu's mace was merciless, Jiang Wang's sword was also sharp and cold without holding back.

But just when Chang Xiangsi's sharp blade was close to Du Yehu's neck.

Jiang Wang's wrists and ankles felt cold at the same time.

That feeling -

It was like a cold hand grabbed his wrists and ankles and fixed him in the air!

At the same time, the Taoist energy in his body flowed wildly, rushing out like a flood!

His sword was tied in front of Du Yehu's neck, and the sword energy had cut a bloody mark... but it could not go any further.

Instead, Du Yehu got rid of the dragon and tiger's restraints in an instant, gathered the power of the army formation, and smashed the funeral mace without delay!

At this time.

In the vast void, there seemed to be a divine bird singing.

It was called, "Bifang"!

At the first moment when his limbs were tied and the Dao Yuan was madly lost, Jiang Wang figured out what he had ignored in this battle.

The crow that was annoying!

As soon as he heard the crow's cry, he had a murderous intention and wanted to kill those crows.

But he also realized that his murderous intention towards the crow was affected by some kind of power. So he restrained his murderous intention and did not let himself follow the murderous intention to avoid falling into the opponent's trap.

But this kind of "restraint" is the result that the person hiding in the dark wants to see!

That person really calculated Jiang Wang too thoroughly.

Jiang Wang felt the interference of killing intent, so he would subconsciously reject this choice and ignore the crow's cry.

But in fact, these things called ghost crows, if they kept calling, would slowly weaken Jiang Wang's perception and disintegrate his soul defense.

This also created the situation at this moment, where the invisible ghost was able to get close and tie up Jiang Wang.

Thus, it perfectly cooperated with Du Yehu's funeral mace to construct the killing situation at this moment.

It can be called a terrifying battle layout, and a near-perfect grasp of the opportunity!

Jiang Wang figured it out in the shortest time, and his reaction based on his fighting instinct was faster than his thinking!

Flame.

It seemed that endless flames exploded from the body of this blue-shirted monk.

He held the seal of Bifang in one hand and the world-famous sword in the other.

The red, incinerating fire spread all over the sky in an instant!

Fire rain in the clear sky, flowers blooming for a lifetime.

In the rain of fire, behind the monk in green robes, the divine bird Bifang spread its wings and looked up to the sky.

Bifang! Bifang!

The Samadhi True Fire, with Jiang Wang as the center, instantly swept in all directions, burning almost everything!