Fear, oppression, suffocation...

An invisible horror enveloped the entire audience.

The war horses neighed, and the war wolf roared.

Almost at the same time.

All the soldiers noticed the figures flying in the distance.

"Then, what is that?"

"Si Lang is above, is that a human or a ghost?"

"What should we do? The war horses don't listen to the advice, how can we run?"

...

The soldiers were frightened and anxious.

"Commander, what should I do now?"

The deputy commander asked tremblingly.

The beard on the commander's face couldn't help but tremble, looking at the figure flying near in the distance, fearing that the tarsal bones entered the marrow.

After surrounding the battlefield for so many years, he is in the environment of the strong prey on the weak, and he is experiencing dangers of life and death every moment.

But there has never been a time like this!

The war wolf crawled on the ground under his crotch, trembling, and kept sobbing and crying. Not to mention getting up to fight, he could not even escape.

Seeing that figure getting closer and closer.

The commander bit the tip of his tongue hard, tingling and blood, which made him suddenly raise a bloody courage.

clang!

The sword was unsheathed, and the cold light was cold.

"Blow the trumpet and fight to the death!"

The four words of awe-inspiring murderous intent are aroused.

What?!

The deputy commander was shocked.

Immediately afterwards, the commander Sen Han's decisive gaze swept over.

"The war horses and the war wolf have both lost control. Do you think we have run away from him? Or is there any other way besides fighting to the death? Or... do you think he was not here for our 10,000 team?"

Word by word, gritting teeth.

Even the commander couldn't understand why the other party came alone for their team of ten thousand people.

But the facts cannot be changed!

clang!

The deputy commander pulled out the battle knife with his right hand and snatched the horn directly from the soldiers beside him with his left hand.

The low horn sound suddenly echoed on the battlefield.

All the soldiers were shocked as if they were struck by lightning.

No one is stupid, even if there is only one person on the other side, no! They have not even distinguished whether the other party is a human being.

But the comparison of 10,000 to 1 still cannot help them erase the fear of the terrifying and oppressive feeling above their heads.

The duty of a soldier is to obey orders.

Even though fear surging like a mountain, after a moment of delay, the sound of guns and knifes echoed.

Cold lights shone everywhere.

The soldiers who were originally restless and panicked, as the swords were unsheathed, their spears flashed and suddenly fell into a silence of death.

"Hehehehe..."

Chen Dong's body vented a thick black air, soared into the air, and penetrated into the thick clouds in the sky.

A snailful smile was raised on his hideous face, and the harsh laughter echoed in this world.

The bloody color in his eyes was rumbling, and in a trance, he gave people a sense of ferocity and gloominess of corpses and seas of blood, and there was no trace of purity!

The laughter echoed.

Chen Dong stretched his hands to the left and right at the same time, and the blood-colored energy suddenly surrounded his hands and shot towards the snow on both sides.

Squeak...

The snow on the ground was wrapped in blood-colored energy and immediately condensed into blood-colored ice.

As Chen Dong's arms and muscles rose up, he dragged them hard, and two three-meter-long blood-colored ice swords broke out from the ground.

The energy surrounds the body and the blood tumbling.

Next second.

"Roar!"

Chen Dong shouted to the sky.

"Kill!"

The commander of the Donghu Ten Thousand People Team led his army to roar.

The vast team of ten thousand people walked directly to charge, swallowing Chen Dong like a tide.

Shouting, screaming, roaring...

The tranquility of this world suddenly broke.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

...

Chen Dong was venting his demonic energy, waving his bloody swords, cruising among the crowd, reaping lives.

Wherever you pass, it is like the autumn wind sweeping away wheat seedlings, and corpses are everywhere.

The boundless demonic energy was vented freely, and the blood-colored energy blessed the two swords, sweeping across the surrounding Donghu Rongwu.

Bloody killing was performed to the extreme!

Chen Dong was like a sharp knife that burned red, and directly inserted it into the lard. Wherever he passed, Dong Hu Rongwu fell down in pieces.

The huge gap in strength directly ignores the huge gap between the numbers.

The invincible team of ten thousand people facing Chen Dong alone is like a native chicken and a tile dog.

Wailing and screaming.

Screaming in fear.

All Dong Hu Rongwu were immersed in the horror of death.

The crowds of people rushed to Chen Dong. When the fear of death destroyed their last trace of blood and had the idea of ​​escaping the way, the blood-colored ice sword had already slashed in the waist and had no way to escape.

Whether it is the commander, the deputy commander, or the elite among the army.

Facing Chen Dong, who was in the sky with a demonic energy, he was about to collapse.

Soon, after losing the commander, the 10,000 team collapsed. Under the terror of death, the last trace of blood in all the soldiers disappeared.

All that is left is instinctive escape!

However, facing Chen Dong at this time, escaping... has become a luxury!

In the sky.

The boundless demonic energy is stacked layer by layer, surging and surging.

The heavy sense of oppression seemed to be like a mountain in the sky.

Electric snakes storm stirred up in the demonic clouds, flickering light and dark.

It was clear and clear during the day, but it was covered by the demonic energy and immersed in the boundless darkness.

This spectacular scene, on this snowy field during the day, was like snow-white rice paper, with a ball of black ink splashed on it, which was extremely eye-catching.

For a moment, all the nearby Yi tribes noticed something strange in the sky.

Countless intelligence forces started to operate at the same time.

The wind cries and the snow howls.

Light grows under Master Kongkong's feet and moves forward quickly.

The sky above my head became darker and darker.

From time to time, Master Kongkong would look up at the thick and boundless black cloud of demonic energy in the sky ahead, with a solemn expression and even a little nervous and panic.

The opposition between Buddha and demon.
To be continued...