Marquis of Grand Xia

Chapter 337: Final battle

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In the eastern border of Daxia, the Hou Zhongyong counterattacked, and the mighty army of 100,000 violently attacked the coalition forces of all forces in the four-pole realm.

No one expected that the Daxia army, which was retreating again and again, would dare to attack at this time.

In Peerless City, Xuanzhi was also shocked after receiving the battle report, not knowing why.

In his opinion, Da Xia has no reason to dare to counterattack at this time. Such consequences will only be self-destruction.

At the same time, Duke Jingwu on the other side led his army to cooperate with the actions of the Marquis of Zhongyong, and all-out siege of the four-pole coalition forces, which was shocking.

The Duke and Marquis of Great Xia moved in unison, the anger that the army had suppressed for a long time poured out, and the fighting power was fully displayed, especially the division of a hundred battles brought by Hou Zhongyong from the southeastern frontier, which was even more overwhelming and unstoppable.

"Useless struggle, I don't know whether to live or die"

Looking at the beacon smoke rising from all directions, Xuanzhi snorted coldly, and his figure rose up and walked out of Peerless City.

Insect tides of white mist flew out from the sky, covering the sky and the sun. At the moment when the insect tides left the body, three silhouettes appeared, swords and shadows, and staggered.

"It's you again!"

Xuanzhi saw the three people in front of him, with a cold expression on his face, with a wave of his hand, the divine weapon of good fortune took shape, and he blocked the three soldiers with one sword.

With a loud bang, the light of killing overflowed, rubbing the side of the ear, and the coldness was biting, making people feel cold all over.

"Xuanzhi, you are dead"

Meng Xuanji's expression was icy cold, and the golden light of the gilded feather was dazzling, swaying thousands of brilliance.

"It's up to you, a joke!"

Xuanzhi sneered, his sword swayed, and the three of them were swept away with one sword, the marks on his hands were flipped, and a white light rose up.

"Surely a monster"

Jiang Hua said in a cold voice, the figure flashed, and the Qingyue Saber in his hand slashed, breaking the sky like a mountain falling.

With a loud bang, Qingyue shook the fortune, followed by the golden feather, and the strongest sharp-edged soldier in the world slammed into the sword of fortune.

At the moment when the three magic soldiers were deadlocked, on the side, the thoughts in the hands of Luan Fengchen opened up, the blood-red brilliance flashed, and they were cut down with one sword, killing all over the sky.

Xuanzhi's expression condensed, turning his palms to congeal the essence, shaking the two of them away, and the sword of fortune greeted them, and he sighed hard.

Hate is at its peak, full of ruthlessness, turbulent wind and dust and scarlet luck, and sword luck is like a hurricane, it is fast, and it is even more cruel.

Supplement Hua and Meng Xuanji, and join hands with swordsmen to block the edge of the fortune-telling soldiers.

There was a sound of killing, a cold light, and no one had any reservations in the last battle. The sword was ruthless, and the sword was even more ruthless.

The body of the four was dyed red, and Xuanzhi possessed the evil essence of the white moth, with extraordinary self-healing ability.

However, the three of them showed no signs of panic, and their cultivation was raised to the limit.

The clanging sound of collision became more and more frequent, and in the blink of an eye, it was already dozens of life-and-death kills.

The three of them fought in a wheel battle, and the magical soldiers continued to merge, scattered stars, and the magical soldiers whined, as if they were weeping for this battle of life and death.

From turbulent dust to Jianghua, I don't know when, it has become Meng Xuanji's main attack, the gilded feathers waving, and all the moves hit the same position of the divine weapon of good fortune.

With the help of Qingyue, the three strongest knives in the world collided, and the momentum was shocking.

During the battle, Xuanzhi gradually felt that something was wrong. However, in the battle of life and death, it was impossible to be distracted for a moment.

"Keng"

There was another violent collision. After I don't know how many tricks to accumulate, the divine weapon of good fortune screamed, and a dazzling crack appeared and spread quietly.

Jiang Hua, the wind and dust saw this, the two knives joined together and fell at the same time.

Xuanzhi subconsciously swung his sword to resist, but with a harsh, crisp sound, the divine weapon shattered and flew away.

"Uh"

Nianqing and Qingyue cut off the sword of good fortune and landed on the former. In an instant, blood flowers bloomed, dyeing the red and white armor.

"hateful"

With an abominable sound, Xuanzhi flipped his palms, endured the pain, and slammed into the chests of the two of them, and the vigorous True Qi burst out, instantly knocking them out.

The blood splattered and dyed the sky red, and the three of them were badly injured.

Meng Xuanji bullied herself up at the same time, gilded her golden feathers and led the unparalleled sharpness, chasing her soul and her life.

The three magic soldiers, at the same time, were stunned, and the soldiers were murderous, and they broke out in an all-round way.

"You, unforgivable!"

Xuanzhi grabbed the two knives in both hands, and the evil energy around his body rose, summoning a wave of white mist insects that flew out.

The golden gun entered the body and brought out the pool of blood, but at this moment, the endless white fog flew back in the distance, covering the sky and the sun, which was shocking.

Tens of thousands of insect tides quickly merged into Xuanzhi's body. The next moment, a dazzling white light shot up into the sky, all power gathered, and Xie Yuanji sublimated.

The three of them were the first to bear the brunt of the evil, and they took a few steps back, their mouth overflowing with scarlet.

"Can such a monster really be beaten to death, you didn't lie to me?" Jiang Hua wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and laughed at himself.

"I don't know, Ning Chen said that he was beaten to death. If he lied, just take a breath and find him." Meng Xuanji said solemnly.

"Oh, trust him, I'd rather believe that there are ghosts in this world," Jiang Hua said casually, looking at the monster in front of him.

"Stop gossip, be careful, you may have to work hard next."

Luan Fengchen said with a sound, and immediately his feet moved, turning into a red shadow, his thoughts flowed brightly, and his blood was shocking.

"Friend, it really is used to block the knife"

Jiang Hua reluctantly sighed, and followed him up, the moon was full of brilliance, the sword soul appeared in the world, and a looming dragon roar appeared, circling into the sky, dazzling the world.

Meng Xuanji also catalyzed all the real energy in the whole body, and concentrated it into the golden feather.

The battle situation is reopened, the three arrogant battles against the evil source, and the fierce killing is all over the sky. Unpredictable.

At the same time as the three people were slaughtered, the four-pole coalition army camp, in the Lihuo Dynasty side, Su Yi was present, and after two steps, the appearance changed, and the appearance completely changed.

Shuaiying, Jinyi Hou and several generals were studying the war, and they were shocked when they saw the figure appearing in the tent.

"See King Xuanhua!"

Jin Yi Hou immediately stepped down from the main seat, half-kneeling and salute.

Several generals immediately knelt down and saluted the marshal who controlled half of the Lihuo Dynasty's troops.

A few people kneeling on the ground, their minds turned, no one thought that King Xuanhua would come to the land of Shenzhou. Could it be that something happened to the Lihuo Dynasty

"Jinyi Hou listens to the order"

In the calm voice, a complete golden military talisman appeared in front of the five people.

At this moment, the last trace of doubt in the hearts of several people was also dispelled, and they respectfully obeyed the order.

The military talisman of the Lihuo Dynasty cannot be faked, not to mention that the person holding the order is King Xuanhua.

The name Xuanhua is not only a symbol of military power in Lihuo, but also a belief in powerful force.

Wang Ling gave the order, and the Lihuo army set off. Under the cover of the night, they suddenly turned against each other. Behind the coalition army, like the sharpest knife, it pierced through all defenses in an instant.

The moment the beacon smoke rose, Marquis Zhongyong and Duke Jingwu, who had been waiting for the opportunity, immediately led their troops eastward, attacked from the front, cooperated with the Lihuo Dynasty, and completely defeated the four-pole coalition army in chaos.

The flames of war ignited on all sides illuminate the world in the dark night. This slaughter battle is bloody and cruel. However, war is inherently cruel, and no mercy is allowed. In the past, Ning Chen asked Li Youwei for military power for today's counter-offensive. The four-pole coalition was not of the same mind. There were many quarrels between the major dynasties. Under the powerful force of the four-pole realm master and Xuanzhi, they reluctantly united the front. , all he needs is

An opportunity, an opportunity for the four-pole coalition to disintegrate from within.

In the midst of the war, Ning Chen walked out, watching the battle in the distance, his eyes narrowed slightly, at this time, it was almost over, I hope they can succeed.

Four hundred miles away, the battle had reached its final stage, and the injuries on the four of them became more and more serious. Xuanzhi had one enemy against three. Although he had Xie Yuan, he had lost the divine weapon of good fortune, and he no longer had an absolutely overwhelming advantage.

"Jiangshan drink hate, blood maple is red in October"

The wind and dust reappeared in a unique style, the slender Nian Qing Dao was glorious, and the endless blood-colored streamer rose, like the maple in October, scattered and scattered, red all over the sky.

"Shadow of the Moon"

Cooperate with Hua Yundao, Yuehua sprinkles, Qingyue disappears, and the next moment, where Yuehua shines, Liuying appears out of thin air, and smashes down.

The two waterfalls of blood flew up, behind Xuanzhi, the moth's wings were broken, and at the same time, Meng Xuanji resisted a palm, and the gilded feathers penetrated her body, bringing out a waterfall of blood again.

"I am immortal, your struggles are in vain"

Xuanzhi endured the severe pain in his heart and back, Xie Yuan was full of luck, gathered his palms, and slammed the three of them into the air.

The blood that was flowing was quickly filled with white mist, and the speed of regeneration visible to the naked eye was far beyond the scope of human beings.

"Uh"

At this moment, hidden at the end of the blood maple, a blood-colored knife appeared, and the knife penetrated the body, dyeing the sky red.

Xuanzhi shook his body, lowered his head in disbelief, looked at the knife under his heart, and wanted to pull it out, but it was too late.

The blood-colored violent luck that burst out instantly annihilated the white moth under the heart, and the body that was too late to disperse was destroyed in a few moments in the desolate cry.

The blood flowed and dissipated along with the white moth, leaving only the void that lost his heart.

"How could this be!"

The unbelievable fact made it difficult for the conspirators to accept no matter what, Xuanzhi looked at his empty heart, and his eyes were full of puzzlement, why, why.

The white armor was scattered, revealing the blue clothes, and the next moment, it fell from the sky. Once he grew up in calculations, and eventually died in the calculations of others, how sad, how much ambition and betrayal, this moment also disappeared with the falling figure, from now on, there will be no mystery in the world.