Boom!

Boom!

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On the battlefield, loud noises roared and broke into the sky.

The fourteen qi and force are mixed together, colliding with each other, stirring up the storm.

The black clouds entrenched in the sky were stacked and violently surging.

Sometimes with a loud bang, two qi forces collided in the surging black clouds, and circles of terrifying shock waves that could be seen in the naked eye.

Millions of people are all paying attention.

Everyone was staring at this shocking battle in a daze.

Fear, despair, shock...

All kinds of emotions linger on everyone.

Even these millions of people could not capture the trajectory of Huo Zhenxiao and the thirteen hidden people, but the terrifying and oppressive feeling of panic as if it were as jailed and covered the sky and the sun was truly shrouded on them all.

It seems like the next second, the pressure will come to hell.

On the battlefield of Noble.

Chen Dong stood at the top of Zhenjiang City, perhaps the only one who could clearly capture the trajectory of Huo Zhenxiao fighting fiercely with thirteen hidden people.

And Qin Ye is half of it!

As for the others, Chen Dong doesn't want to consider it too much.

All his attention was on Huo Zhenxiao.

Even though his words were firm and powerful, a thick layer of sweat was still soaked in his back in a short period of time.

One fight thirteen!

This comparison is simply an unimaginable fierce battle.

And this battle is also directly related to the direction of the subsequent war.

The three words Huo Zhenxiao are an indelible nightmare that lingers among the hundreds of tribes outside the territory.

These three words are also the soul of the army that supports Zhenjiangcheng and the 300,000-strong Snow Dragon Cavalry.

If the military spirit is defeated, the faith will be ashes.

For Zhenjiangcheng and the Dragon Cavalry, it is a catastrophe.

Whether it is the heavy snow dragon cavalry inside the city or outside the battlefields, the morale of the dragon cavalry will inevitably fall to the bottom.

By then, if reinforcements have not arrived and Chen Daojun’s backhand has not yet been released, the defense line in Zhenjiang City will become weak and collapse at a touch!

It's said it was a fierce battle.

It would be better to say that Huo Zhenxiao is carrying the national destiny in the region and fighting against the enemy!

That man... used his backbone to carry the entire domain!

"ah!"

Huo Zhenxiao shouted loudly at the center of the battlefield.

In an instant, the energy soared into the sky, and the game was practiced in the sky.

The Silver Dragon Spear rippled the sky and brought out dense afterimages. With the roar, it was quickly stabbed out by Huo Zhenxiao.

With one shot, thirteen qi powers rushed to the front of the thirteen hidden people at the same time.

Thirteen hidden people took action at the same time, and their energy was swaying in the sky.

In the brilliance of light and loud explosion, Huo Zhenxiao's offensive was blocked without any danger.

The fight, at this moment, seemed to have been pressed.

The figures of Huo Zhenxiao and the thirteen hidden people were revealed in the sky.

They are all suspended in the air.

It is not really about rushing into the air, but about relying on strong energy to rush to the ground and using the power of recoil to achieve the ability to temporarily stagnate the air.

Thirteen hidden men were in a circle, surrounding the air.

And Huo Zhenxiao is right in the middle!

When their figures were revealed, millions of coalition forces on the battlefield and the snowy dragon cavalry in Zhenjiang City finally saw clearly the situation of Huo Zhenxiao and the thirteen hidden people.

But everyone was stunned.

After a brief silence.

A sound of gasping in the battlefield was transmitted like a tsunami.

Millions of coalition forces were all shocked on the spot and the air was filled with cold air.

But the city in the border city was as quiet as stagnant water.

Huo Zhenxiao was injured!

He was covered in majestic armor, mottled, and there were even a few terrifying wounds with deep bones and blood.

His hair danced in the wind, and his blood-stained face was always filled with a sense of rebellion that looked down on all living beings. He stood with a gun, and the blood-colored cloak behind him was dancing, carrying drops of blood and sprinkling out. The silver dragon spear in his hand had already been scarlet and dripping blood, falling down the tip of the gun.

The world's number one god of war, a nightmare of hundreds of races.

Now he looks like this, he is in a mess, he is not disappointed, and it is even more unbelievable.

Is this... really him?

Compared to Huo Zhenxiao's miserable and miserable state, the thirteen hidden people are much better.

Although everyone is injured, there are also people who are infected with blood.

But compared with Huo Zhenxiao, the injuries on their bodies are nothing, they just damage their image.

"Hiss~"

Qin Ye took a breath of cold air and broke the dead silence on the city wall.

He clenched his fists and shook slightly.

Finally, he tried his best to spit out a sentence: "He... is really too strong!"

Yes.

Although it was very embarrassed and miserable, although Huo Zhenxiao's image at this time was incompatible with the image of the world's number one war god in the past.

But he is really too strong!

In the battle just now, ordinary people dare not imagine what Huo Zhenxiao was experiencing.

But now, he was injured, his armor stained with blood, and his bones could be seen.

But his enemies were all injured!

And the wound on his body is his military merit!

There are countless people in the world who are capable, and countless people with talent.

But Qin Ye knew Huo Zhenxiao's resume. This man who relied on his own to reach his current position in Rongwu step by step, the world's number one war god... deserved it!

A simple one of Chen Daojun's only disciples is no longer enough to explain everything in front of you.

"Yes, it's too strong!"

Chen Dong said sincerely: "He is really just a mortal, but he is now driving the affairs of gods."

"Hehehehe..."

In the air, the old ghost in Yinshan sneered: "Great Master Huo, you are very hurt. I am afraid you will not last long, right?"

"Hahaha... Zhenxiao, you are Chen Daojun's disciple. We are the same as Chen Daojun. If you can fight with us to this extent, even if you die, you will lose your face."

"Huo Zhenxiao, you are really Chen Daojun's good disciple. I was defeated in the battle with your master. Today, if I fight with you, even if I kill you, I will always be behind Chen Daojun!"

"Give up resistance. As long as you get out of the way, we can save your life. Life is yours and nothing else matters. You are a good seedling. If you die this time, you will suffer a great loss!"

...

One by one, the hidden people spoke one after another, but without exception. Even if they were persuading them in their words, they still couldn't hide their appreciation for Huo Zhenxiao.

They are probably the same generation as Chen Daojun on the surface.

That is Huo Zhenxiao's predecessor.

Thirteen seniors, siege and kill one junior, is a shameless act.

Now they are all injured, which is even more embarrassing.

But Huo Zhenxiao's figure was still imprinted on each of them.

In this battle, even if they killed Huo Zhenxiao, they still lost... even if they lost!

"hehe……"

Huo Zhenxiao stood in the air, and the blood-stained corners of his mouth suddenly raised up, and he smiled rebelliously: "Seniors, Zhenxiao is not good at learning skills and dare not mention his family's masters, but every man in the world is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. Zhenxiao's back is used to being straightened and he can't bend down. These millions of troops want to step across Zhenjiang City, so... please step over my body first!"

boom!

Huo Zhenxiao's body was filled with a sharp wind and his energy soared into the sky. His entire aura surged again.

His hair was dancing like crazy.

The blood-stained face was covered with ferocious and fierceness.

Under the shocked eyes of the thirteen hidden people.

Huo Zhenxiao shook his hand and shook his bloody cloak behind him.
Chapter completed!