The sound was like thunder, resounding throughout the city.

The remaining heavy snow dragon cavalrymen were all excited.

This shout, like a star fire, ignited the remaining blood in their bodies in an instant.

"Chen Longtou... comes out, he finally comes out!"

"Hahaha... have you heard it, brothers? Chen Longtou led us to charge!"

"We haven't lost yet, and Zhenjiang City has not been broken. We still have a leader!"

...

There were shouts, and the stars scattered everywhere on the city wall.

For the remaining heavy snow dragon cavalry, Chen Dong's shout was like lit up a beam of light for them in the darkness.

The light is not strong, but they see hope!

Chen Dong's journey to join the army in the Snow Dragon Cavalry Army has long been engraved on the heart of every Snow Dragon Cavalry Army.

His military service time was very short, but his magnificent achievements made the Daxue Dragon Cavalry respect and admire him.

When Huo Zhenxiao removed Bai Qi's position as the Dragon Head Guard and established Chen Dong, everyone was convinced by the achievements.

In a sense.

In the Daxue Dragon Cavalry, there are two dragon head guards.

And military soul... also has two!

The excited shouts came one after another, causing the declining Daxue Dragon Cavalry to ignite a violent anger at this time.

Even the Yi tribe Rongwu, who had already rushed to the city, stopped attacking in shock at this time and looked at the Daxue Dragon Cavalry in disbelief.

He was covered in bruises and was still covered in battle swords, and was about to die, but the excited expressions on the faces seemed to be heavy hammers hitting their eyes.

Are they all crazy?

What kind of fighting will is this? The overall situation has been decided, but the fighting will be rekindled because of a man's shout?

Dead ambition and fighting ambition are simply two different manifestations.

Even though these coalition forces are just stepping stones to cast corpses and blood, they have still experienced the battlefield and have a clear feeling of these two wills, which can be easily distinguished.

Death ambition is to be in desperate situations, without hope, and fight to the death. To put it bluntly, it is the will to pull the cushion.

But in a desperate situation, he still holds hope and continues to resist.

The difference between the two is just a glimmer of hope, but it gives people a huge difference.

"Break into my town and kill!"

The golden armor on Chen Dong's body clattered, and his blood tumbling, slowly rising.

Suddenly, blood rays ejaculated in his eyes, his facial features were twisted and ferocious, and he held the sword in his right hand and waved it down violently.

Boom...

The domineering and fierce blood-colored sword energy was filled with panic and murderous intent, like a python dragon passing through the border, storming the city not far away, which was almost occupied by the Yi tribe's Rongmen.

More than a dozen Yi tribes stood at the top of the city, supporting each other, guarding the small area tightly. This was the best place to break the city during the siege.

If Zhenjiang City was in its prime, this would not have happened at all.

But with the remaining heavy snow dragon cavalry in Zhenjiang City, it is impossible to destroy this stronghold!

In the flash of lightning.

The murderous intent is overwhelming.

The fierce and domineering sword energy is destroyed and destroyed.

With a loud bang, the sword energy flew across the Yi tribe's Rongwu, and a cloud of blood-colored mushrooms rose into the sky, and a large amount of residual limbs and meat flew everywhere.

The sword energy did not stop. After swallowing the Yi tribe's Rong, it continued to move forward and flew to the air ten meters away from the city before dissipating in the sky.

One sword, kill the enemy!

The city of more than a dozen Yi tribes was towering, and as the smoke and dust disappeared, only corpses and flesh were left everywhere.

This sword is not uncommon!

He is extremely domineering and shocking.

After witnessing this sword, Rong Wu, the Yi tribe on the city, changed his face and his courage were both shocked.

The remaining heavy snow dragon cavalrymen had a more intense look in their eyes.

One sword made the Yi tribe frightened.

A sword also ignited the hope of the Dragon Cavalry of the Great Snow!

Next second.

"Headhead, mighty!"

A shout suddenly sounded.

Follow immediately.

On the top of the city, heavy snow dragon cavalry cheered and cheered.

"Headhead, mighty!"

"Headhead, mighty!"

...

The shouts soared into the sky, deafening.

Almost at the same time.

The heavy snow dragon cavalrymen rushed towards the Yi tribe Rongwu in front of them like crazy beasts.

The fight became fierce again.

These Yi tribes are not elite, and after witnessing Chen Dong's sword, they were even more frightened and silent.

At this time, facing the rematch of the remaining heavy snow dragon cavalrymen, they were caught off guard and had no time to resist.

Amid a wailing scream.

The Yi tribes who climbed to the top of the city fell into pools of blood.

At this moment, the already precarious city was the rare snow dragon cavalry that had the upper hand!

"This is what a man should do, the blood... should boil!"

Chen Dong glanced at Wufeng in his hand, his lips curled up, and a sinister smile appeared. He gently licked his lips: "This Hell of the Infinite, the Demon is in charge!"

The depression that had been pressed into the chest before seemed to have found a catharsis outlet.

Negative emotions are the vicious valve.

Killing is the best combustible agent with magical properties.

At this moment, Chen Dong felt excited and every cell in his body was trembling.

He is not afraid of death!

From the time he embarked on this road, he had never feared death.

What he was afraid of was...waiting for death!

Master Kongkong clasped his hands together, and his eyes looked helpless when he looked at Chen Dong.

The battle between Buddha and demons.

He could feel that the demonic nature vented from Chen Dong was rising wildly.

In his sight, Chen Dong was wearing golden armor, and his rising blood energy was venting all over his body, emitting the evil and terrifying nature of corpses, like a sea of ​​blood, as if Shura was released from prison.

Seeing Chen Dong turn around and prepare for killing.

Master Kongkong glanced at the tragic battle situation on the city.

He is not stupid.

He knew that if Zhenjiang City did not generate any resistance, the power of the "Eight Formations of Gods and Ghosts" controlled by Qin Ye alone would be the blink of an eye.

Once the city is broken, the natural barrier of the Zhenjiang City will be lost.

The thousands of miles of mountains and rivers behind us are just a smooth journey for the coalition forces of hundreds of races!

"My sons, bring up your sword, for the brothers beside you, for the rivers and mountains behind you, and for the family members in the rivers and mountains, even if this hell is gone, I will go there again!"

Chen Dong's hoarse roar echoed above the city wall, word by word, with a huge murderous intent.

He was about to take a step.

The voice of Master Kongkong suddenly came from behind him.

"Master Chen, if you want to take action, please restrain yourself. There is a greater threat to this battle!"

Chen Dong paused.

In the bloody eyes, the eyes flashed twice.

Is there any existence in the depths of the Northern Region that makes you afraid of?

Chen Dong knew it in his heart, and then smiled jokingly: "Master, please try your best to avoid the confrontation between Buddha and demons. I have my own sense of responsibility."

"Amitabha!"

Master Kongkong clasped his hands together and nodded.

Immediately, his body was filled with golden light, he took a step forward, walked in the air, and walked towards the center of the golden light dome.

Chen Dong looked up at Master Kongkong who was missing the air. When he withdrew his gaze again, only blood red and endless coldness remained.

He swept through the endless crowds under the city, licked his lips, and started to laugh.
Chapter completed!