The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

"Speed ​​up, please hurry up!"

Facing him being stopped by ten thousand people, Da Shanyu's mentality became unbalanced, because he felt a frightening breath from Hu Benwei.

That is... not afraid of death.

As the leader of the slaves, Da Shan Yu deeply knows what is the reason for his status today.

To put it bluntly, all must rely on the influence of the slavishness and the fear of death, as well as the impact of the evil spirit.

But now, Da Shanyu has met a group of people who are even more afraid of death, because they have already made the consciousness to fight to death at any time!

"Kill, brats follow me!"

Lu Sheng Zhentian's shouting and killing suddenly spread to Da Shan's ears, which made Da Shan Yu, who has always been excellent in nurturing Qi, suddenly feel a touch of irritability.

"Bow!"

Randomly commanded the guards around him, a two-meter long bow with an incomparable shape was handed to Dadanyu.

Pulling the bow and setting the arrow, the bow opened to perfection. With only a squeak, a feather arrow cut through the sky and immediately penetrated Lu Sheng's Dantian!

"Puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted suddenly, and Lu Sheng almost fell from the beast, and tightly grasped the reins in his hands. Lu Sheng's teeth were stained with his own blood. He just grinned and said to Da Shan Yu through the air: "Slave puppies, your grandpa, I am here!"

When the words fell, Lu Sheng jumped directly off the beast, and rushed into the slave army by himself, exploding...blow!

"Boom!"

Spiritual power was surging, Lu Sheng's cultivation base had reached the peak of a martial artist. Under the explosion, even the strong martial arts did not dare to stand up easily. In an instant, Zhinu was blown up to death a large number of people.

There is no whole body, blood and minced meat spilling!

In the same way, this opened the whole war, the bloodiest and most cruel scene!

"Slave thief, come and die!"

"Boom!"

"Remember a group of miscellaneous things, the name of the one who killed you is Huo Qing!"

"Boom!"

The sound of self-detonation from life to life resounded throughout the battlefield, and slices of slaves were killed and wounded by self-explosion.

Although Hu Benwei had the support of the battle formation like the Iron Barrel Formation, he had the first hand advantage and the Tibetan soldiers ambushed, but after all, there was a big gap in the number of people.

After experiencing the initial stalemate with the vanguard forces, Zhinu quickly reacted and inflicted heavy losses on Hu Benwei!

Originally, Hu Benwei could not hold on for long, but Lu Sheng blew himself up, opening a new door for everyone.

It turns out...they are far from reaching the point where they run out of oil, they... still have their lives left to kill the enemy!

"Meng Mou said that he killed more than ten thousand people, and now he is fifty-eight years old. It is enough to wish, brothers, we will meet again under Huangquan. In the next life, we will still be a great xuanren!!"

In the center of the battlefield, Meng Hao of the Second Heaven of Wu Ling was already seriously injured. Like everyone who was seriously injured, he used his own flesh and blood to complete the final blockade against the slave!

A huge roar resounded throughout the audience, and everyone felt it, as if the world had shaken a bit.

The first result of Meng Hao's self-detonation was that thousands of sun slaves were killed, and tens of thousands of people were affected and suffered injuries of varying severity!

For the first time, the Burning Slave Wolf was scared.

They backed slowly uncontrollably!

Hu Benwei's ferocious iron and blood made the slave feel chilly in his back. How can this be a group of people, it is clearly a demon from purgatory! "

"Don't retreat, who asked you to retreat, I don't allow you to retreat!"

Da Shanyu watched from the side with his eyes splitting apart, but no matter how he yelled, he couldn't resist the fear spreading in Zhinu's heart.