The long sword cracked and then fell to the ground in fragments. Xin Wang Zhao Zhen held the bare sword hilt, and looked at the dozens of Golden Army warriors around him who had been stabbed to death by him, and suddenly lost the hilt. Then he casually drew a sword from the corpse of the 10,000-strong warrior of the Golden Army at his feet. It's embarrassing to say that these ordinary long swords can no longer withstand the power he has fully launched. He now misses the Bright Double Swords very much. Although his identity may be exposed, his identity has long been exposed.
The golden marble stood up from the ruins of the wall swayingly. Although the previous moment did not cause him to be seriously injured immediately, it was also very uncomfortable at the moment. After the powerful force of the letter king Zhao Zhen broke out, not everyone can use his chest to block it when he hits the bull at the level of a mountain.
However, the Jinjun general pressed the wound on his armor and had no time to complain, because in his field of vision, the figure of Xin Wang Zhao Zhen was approaching. However, he also has dozens of masters who are blocking Xinwang Zhaozhen.
The golden marble grinds his teeth, takes a step back, and raises the battle axe in both hands. He swipes forward with all his strength, and two harsh metal tremors pierced the entire battlefield in an instant.
The swordsmen and the disciples of the Jianghu swordsman couldn't help but subconsciously blocked their ears.
The letter king Zhao Zhen didn't expect that this golden general would also do this. When he reacted, Ma Yueying had already snorted and was bounced out with a halberd.
However, the believer Zhao Zhen was taken advantage of the opportunity to be surrounded by all the enemies. 12 thousand enemy warriors worked hard together, and the twelve scimitars worked together as if they had been negotiated, and another golden army general smashed them at the same time. Mace. The King of Letters is inevitable. The long sword is against the many weapons, and only feels the huge force in his hands. The King of Letters Zhao Zhen drew thirteen weapons and drew sideways, avoiding the opponent's weapons.
A sword shook a dozen weapons, and Xin Wang Zhao Zhen leaned forward and jumped out of the encirclement of the enemies.
The king of letter Zhao Zhen just avoided the enemies, and the tomahawk hit by the golden ball with all its strength arrived. The letter king Zhao Zhen hurriedly lifted the sword to block the frame, the battle axe and the long sword intersected, there was a loud noise, the letter king Zhao Zhen, who had not been standing still, fell backward, and saw the ordinary long that he had just started. The sword and the battle axe of the golden marbles turned into countless scattered metal fragments.
Xin Wang Zhao Zhen immediately dodged sideways. The metal fragments shot at him and the gold marbles with terrible spare power. There was a chaotic jingle, Xin Wang Zhao Zhen avoided sideways, and the horse under the gold marbles was also hit by the iron fragments shot. The key point, fell to the ground with a scream.
But what made the golden marbles even more shocked from the war horse was that the power of the thirteen most powerful generals under his men could not keep up with the faithful king Zhao Zhen. And he used Xinwang Zhaozhen to stand unsteady, and the battle horse's impact suddenly hit with all strength, but it was just that the weapons of both sides were shattered? The opponent was intact, but he had broken his horse.
Jin Danzi used his thirteen powerful subordinates to form a siege again, immediately using his own treasure weapon.
The letter king Zhao Zhen just dodged the siege of the heavy enemy, suddenly the corner of her eyes jumped, and she saw that the tall gold marble dropped the broken battle axe, and at the same time a glare of metal reflection appeared in her big hand.
General Jin Jun grinned, holding a short spear tightly in his hand and stabbing Xinwang Zhao Zhen on the shoulder. The speed of the short spear was extremely fast, and a layer of silver-blue light floated in the direction of his advancement. He moved forward like a straight silver wire of lightning.
It’s too fast. The King of Letter Zhao Zhen who is avoiding thirteen weapons is inevitable. The golden marble stabs forward with all his strength. He can almost imagine that he can immediately enjoy the invincibility of this world. Jin Numu fiercely believed in Wang Zhao Zhen, screaming sadly and sternly.
At that time, after he captured the opponent alive, he abolished the limbs of Xinwang Zhaozhen, fed chronic poison, and gave it to Commander Mo, who will naturally send the dying King Zhaozhen to his master Zhao Gou, and disaster will be brought to the fore. The unarmed believer Wang Jun fought against Zhao Gou, and Jin Bing took advantage of the emptiness to enter. Then he would be a great hero, and it would not be impossible for him to be a commander.
Just as the golden marble stabbed a lore with all his strength, while fantasizing, but the next moment, he found that he stabbed a hole.
This tall golden army fiercely raised his head subconsciously. The leaping letter Wang Zhao Zhen kept a crossbow in his left hand and a crossbow arrow in his right hand. And Xin Wang Zhao Zhen kept the silver steel arrow on the right index finger facing the posture, and smiled at the golden marble in mid-air.
In fact, when he first noticed that the battle axe of the golden marble was not a treasure weapon but an ordinary pig iron axe, he had determined that the main weapon of this guy was not the battle axe. He had been waiting for the moment when this guy showed his fangs. He didn't expect that this golden army general was full of bad water. The golden army generals could not cause any harm to them, but it was enough to make him change direction quickly when he escaped the encirclement. He couldn't control his body for an instant, and once again avoided the opponent's attack.
However, he quickly jumped up, and in this way, the situation reversed. Jin Danzi raised his head and saw Xinwang Zhao Zhen shot an arrow after a smile, then quickly drew the dagger from his boots, turned around in midair, and then slashed at him with the force of falling.
Although the tall golden marble was frightened and horrified, his reaction was not slow at all. He immediately dodges the steel arrow, avoids the short sword again, and prepares to fight back. But at this moment, the scene that happened before happened again.
Jin Pinzi obviously felt that he had dodged the short sword, but when the short sword fell, it still hit his bare helmet accurately.
how can that be? The golden marble almost roared, but a loud "bang" slammed his roar down, and the powerful golden army fierce general had already flew out again.
The letter king Zhao Zhen rolled to the ground with strength, and then jumped forward again. He chose to wisely give up the technique of power explosion, so as not to destroy the ordinary weapons in his hands.
The fallen golden ball roared and rolled to the side, getting up to fight back, but what made him mad is that he had already rolled away, but the short sword still hit the head in the original attack line. He was bleeding. Had it not been for more than a dozen golden army warriors and another golden general desperately to stop him, Xin Wang Zhao Zhen would have wiped the opponent's neck with a short sword.
In fact, everyone on the following battlefield saw such an unforgettable scene: the letter king Zhao Zhen was showing his power, and saw him holding a short sword, one sword on the left and the right sword to the gold marbles and dozens of golden men. Will greet him. And dozens of golden heroes seemed to have negotiated with him and previewed them. No matter how they hid, the tall golden heroes and warriors were finally convinced that the king Zhao Zhen simply used one sword after another. It crackled and flew all over the field.
That scene can no longer be called a battle, it can be said to be a one-to-one battle, but, is the Jin Jun really the golden marble of the legendary death general with great strength? On the other hand, there were more and more corpses of the golden warriors on the ground, and even two elite warriors from the golden army were stabbed in the neck and throat by the king Zhao Zhen and died.
Not only the soldiers who helped the crowd and the swordsmen were present, but even the soldiers who did not lead, could not help being a little nervous seeing that scene from a distance. I had long heard of the reincarnation of Xin Wang Zhao Zhen and Xin Wang Zhao Zhen. Where is it sacred? So powerful
However, due to the terrifying strength shown by the king of Xin Zhaozhen, the army under Mo was even more collapsed. No one wants to fight hopeless wars. Of course, these soldiers who gather together for power and money are even more reluctant.
After the letter king Zhao Zhen finished his last sword, the short sword in his hand finally shattered. All the Golden Army warriors also died and became corpses. From a distance, he watched the Golden Ball and another Golden Army warrior fly out like sandbags, crashing into a wall, and couldn't help but grow out. With a sigh of relief, he lost the hilt in his hand.
He has reduced his strength as much as possible, but this sword has only tolerated it until now.
He raised his head, ready to change a long sword, but at this moment, he suddenly heard a stern roar from the smoke and dust in front of him:
"Damn, what kind of strength is this! What kind of strength is this after all!"
The golden marble roar of grief and indignation echoed all over the battlefield for a while.
Xin Wang Zhao Zhen felt someone approaching behind her, and a faint fragrance came from her nose. He could feel Ma Yueying walking next to him without turning his head. She looked ahead and untied her saber. Although Ma Yueying didn't use it frequently, she was still sharp, and she silently gave him her sword.
The letter king Zhao Zhen took the sword, just in time to see the tall figure of the gold marble separating the wall, standing up with the falling stones and dirt with all the patter.
In the flying dust, the golden generals looked at this side bitterly. Xinwang Zhaozhen’s powerful strength made him suspicious. Compared with Xinwang Zhaozhen’s weird martial arts, his strength was completely at a disadvantage, and he almost fell to the ground. suppress. He did not dare to act rashly. Although the swordsmen and disciples of the Jianghu swordsman and the disciples of the gang were led by the special forces of the believers on the 1st and the king’s army, they were in an unrelenting attack on the private army led by Mo, but now the golden marble can only be with his Together, the lieutenant confronted Xin Wang Zhao Zhen motionlessly.
He originally had the chance to win, but at this moment he was even worried that the mysterious King Zhao Zhen would take the initiative to attack. This Jinjun majestic would press the wound on his yellow armor and dare not wipe the blood on his head, believing that he was real. Can stop the attack of Xin Wang Zhao Zhen. He knew that the situation could not be changed, but at least he had to keep this powerful letter king Zhao Zhen here.
"Can you kill him?" Ma Yueying grasped Crescent Halberd tightly and asked when she turned her head.
Xin Wang Zhao Zhen shook her head. Although his actual strength far exceeds the opponent, but the opponent can bear the cost of making mistakes, he can't.
The letter king Zhao Zhen has already put life and death aside, but in this position, he is responsible for more people. Death is simple, but it is the choice of the coward.
"He attacked just now to force you out, I thought you could tell it." Xinwang Zhao Zhen replied. He said that Ma Yueying blocked the axe for him.
"I'm sorry," Ma Yueying suddenly reacted and looked at him in surprise: "You... you know? ''But she obviously followed up alone, so far away in the forest, besides, she also had the experience of hiding in the forest.
Ma Yueying clearly remembered that he led Baiyue to walk far in front, and never looked back. Suddenly she shut up and looked at Xin Wang Zhao Zhen with suspicion in surprise.
She wondered if Xin Wang Zhao Zhen was deceiving her.
"I felt it when you went out with me." Xinwang Zhao Zhen said: "If I didn't even have this ability, I would have been a dead person. ''
"what.''
Ma Yueying lowered her head. It seemed to her that this young prince was used to controlling everything and doing his own way. Even Luo Yue'er, who everyone likes, he sternly blamed, let alone her. But before she acted rashly, she thought about it alone, and she blamed it. Anyway, she was often reprimanded in the former protection group, and she was used to feeling better than being abandoned as an abandoned child.
She took a breath, and suddenly thought of another possibility. He doesn't want to transfer the crime to everyone, right? The more the girl thought about it, the more she felt it was possible, and she couldn't help raising her head and looking at him alertly.
"What are you thinking about?" Xinwang Zhao Zhen read a clear suspicion from Ma Yueying's eyes.
"I'm doing things by myself, and I'll be responsible by myself." Ma Yueying frowned and said.
"Responsible?" Xin Wang Zhao Zhen looked at the motionless golden marble and his deputy, wondering whether you can afford it or I can afford it. But he is not in a hurry, simply, he will accompany Ma Yueying with each other. Talking about gossip.
However, his indifferent attitude made Ma Yueying think that he would definitely anger the people who followed the original Mingjiao Protective Corps, after all, they have the responsibility of mutual supervision. She couldn't help feeling anxious. She didn't expect that her temporary behavior would convict others.
Ma Yueying gritted her teeth and said, "As long as they are not punished, anything is fine!"
Although she was only an orphan, a girl who grew up in the Mingjiao Protectorate Corps. But he is also familiar with rumors about officials and eunuchs.
The letter king Zhao Zhen was slightly startled and looked at her. The girl's cheeks were red, and her ears were hot. It seemed that he had exhausted all his strength before he whispered: "Anything is okay... My lord, but please don't trouble them."
"Huh?" Xinwang Zhao Zhen was short-circuited for a while. "Isn't it enough. Ma Yueying asked through gritted teeth.
"What?" Xinwang Zhao Zhen said in a puzzled manner: "They? Who are they? ''
"Pang Zheng, and everyone." Ma Yueying said.
"Why should I trouble them?" A black line appeared on Xinwang Zhaozhen's head, and he was a little confused by the little girl's jumping thinking.
Ma Yueying was stunned. She raised her head and looked at Xinwang Zhao Zhen with brown-black eyes, as if trying to distinguish between the authenticity of his expressions.
"Because..." She realized that she had lost her mouth, but she said nothing immediately.
The letter king Zhao Zhen suddenly understood what she was talking about, and he smiled and said: "With your personality, if you don't keep up, I will be surprised."
"Really?" Ma Yueying said indistinctly. She turned her head away and muttered to herself in a low voice: "It sounds like I'm an upside-down fool..."
"That's not true!" Xin Wang Zhao Zhen also heard the low voice. He shook his head and said, "I just respect your choice."
"So what about the others? I won't even blame it!" Ma Yueying's eyes flashed.
"Everyone has their own responsibilities and obligations, just like people can be willful, but cannot be willful all the time." Xin Wang Zhao Zhen replied: "I respect their choice as much, but after the choice, the rest is This choice is the only remaining responsibility. So you must be here, and would not choose to escape, right? We are standing on the same front and fighting side by side. Why should we blame you or them? "
Ma Yueying lowered her eyelids and said what she was saying. She said, "After all, we are still outsiders."
Xin Wang Zhao Zhen glanced at her and suddenly realized what the girl was thinking. Of course he hoped that she and other Mingjiao people would become his subordinates, and their combat effectiveness would be taken seriously everywhere.
However, they believe in Wang Jun and Ming Jiao are two groups. They still feel that they are xenophobic and need time to slowly integrate into the group believe in Wang Jun, but this is more emotionally stable.
So believe in Wang Zhao Zhen, he just smiled, not good enough.
On the noisy battlefield, Xin Wang Zhao Zhen and Jin Zizi were silent for a while. The king of letter Zhao Zhen looked at the golden marble holding the short gun. The battle fire in the Jinjun general's eye sockets was still burning vigorously, but he remained motionless, waiting for the opportunity. The letter king Zhao Zhen knew that he had made up his mind to set himself here. He absently glanced at the battle ahead, and said to Ma Yueying: "Ma Yueying."
"Yes." Ma Yueying said. "Go and support Number One, okay? Leave it to me here." Xinwang Zhao Zhen said.
Ma Yueying nodded and lifted the crescent halberd.
She watched the dusty golden marble and his lieutenant walk two steps side by side, then stopped. "Thousands of years, just use the order." The girl's voice said softly, the letter king Zhao Zhen was slightly startled, but she saw Ma Yueying's back in the corner of her eyes, which had disappeared into the smoke-filled street. The letter king Zhao Zhen was dazed, and then smiled.
He looked at Jinzizi and his lieutenant, both of them motionless. After all, Xin Wang Zhao Zhen had gone through fierce battles, and his physical exertion and excessive force over his arms were too much for him.
While Zhao Zhen, the king of the letter, confronted the Jinjun generals, on the other side of the battlefield, No. 1 was in trouble. When the swordsmen and disciples of the Jianghu swordsman continued to drive the army led by Mo to flock to the mansion of Mo, relying on the advantages of fighting will and combat power, the offensive that has been smooth has encountered trouble when approaching the mansion. This is the last line of defense for the soldiers, but behind the line of defense is not only the army led by Mo, but also rows of golden soldiers.
These Golden Army soldiers are very different from the ones that Xin Wang Zhao Zhen had seen in battle, and their costumes were completely different from those of ordinary Golden Army soldiers. They were dressed in animal skins, armed with long bows and scimitars at their waists. And each carrying three to four boxes of arrows, they stood quietly behind the defense line, motionless. But in fact, in the previous short-term contact, they caused great losses to the swordsmen of the rivers and lakes as soon as they met each other. And if you believe in Wang Zhaozhen here, you can tell that these golden troops are elite columns composed of Mongols, these Mongolian troops are the assault columns in the golden army, and they are the famous clan in the Wushu army.