: Huo Zhenxiao

A cool and magnetic sound.

At this moment, it was clearly falling into everyone's ears in the wind and snow howling.

It's like the holy sound coming from the nine heavens.

Extremely domineering, no resistance!

Under the gaze of everyone.

As the sound echoes.

In the splashing snow curtain, a figure gradually became clear.

It was clearly a figure, but at this time, it was clear, but in the eyes of all the Ola tribes, it seemed as if the mountain was spreading out from the plains and Mount Tai was moving across!

The trembling from the depths of the soul, even the general of the Ola tribe's 10,000 team, had his heart beating wildly at this moment, and even his clenched fists were trembling a little.

Huo Zhenxiao was wearing military uniform.

While walking forward, strolling in the garden, without any speed or slowness.

His expression was calm and calm, and there was no wave in the ancient well.

Only the coldness as usual was better than the storm and blizzard on the snowfield.

Even if it is a look and a frown.

At this moment, they all rushed out of their majesty!

"Welcome to the Lord!"

When they saw Huo Zhenxiao, Bai Qi, Zhou Yao and Meng Dabiao all knelt on the ground.

The voices of the three people echoed in this world at this time, but they surpassed the formation of ten thousand people of the Ola tribe.

Huo Zhenxiao ignored Bai Qi and the other two.

He carried his hands behind his back.

He walked slowly towards the Ola tribe's 10,000 team.

The domineering look between the eyebrows seemed to be obeying his orders at this moment.

Even the Ola tribe's 10,000-person team was a vast crowd, and in his eyes, he looked nothing!

Who would have thought that...one person can silence thousands of people?

But, in this northern region, there is unique... Huo Zhenxiao!

At this moment.

The Ola tribe's 10,000 team was full of fear and was silent, and some soldiers were even trembling.

Huo Zhenxiao took a step forward, and every step seemed to hit everyone's heart with a heavy hammer.

The supreme and domineering pressure seemed to be the great mountain in the sky, and it was a fiercely suppressed the heads of every Wala tribe soldier.

"General, General...what, what should I do?"

On the tank, one of the generals looked back tremblingly at the silver spear of the dragon transforming in the center of the battlefield: "It's already the silver spear has been settled, and the border has been settled!"

Hearing words.

The middle-aged general's eyes flashed, and his eyes immediately narrowed into a slit.

The chest is full of depression and anger is rippling.

But at this moment, he trembled his fists, gritted his teeth, and endured everything in his stomach.

Silver spear determines the border!

It is the rule of the Northern Region!

It is a rule specially set for Huo Zhenxiao!

No one dares to be king wherever Huo Zhenxiao goes, and wherever the silver spear is inserted, it is the frontier of the Northern Region!

This almost absurd rule was under Huo Zhenxiao's thunderous wrist and the iron hooves of the 300,000 Snow Dragon Cavalry, which made this rule formed by default among the hundreds of tribes!

Once it is not recognized, it means that the tribe has an invasion and siege with Huo Zhenxiao and the 300,000 Daxue Dragon Cavalry.

A small silver spear, once it is determined, represents... Zhenjiang City and the 300,000-strong snow dragon cavalry!

Next second.

Huo Zhenxiao, who was walking towards the 10,000 team, slowly raised his right hand and pointed to the Dragon-Crafting Silver Spear in the center of the battlefield.

"Now, I'll go over and get the gun. Should I let you go, or will I kill you and be wiped out? You... choose yourself!"

overbearing!

Unconcealed domineering!

It looks like a god, looking down on all living beings.

Considering the Ola tribe's 10,000 team as an ant, you can easily kill it with your hands!

This sound fell into everyone's ears.

Even Bai Qi and Zhou Yao, who were far apart, could hear it clearly.

"This...this..."

Zhou Yao was completely confused. At this moment, Huo Zhenxiao in his eyes seemed like a towering mountain, unattainable!

"This is... the spirit of our heavy snow dragon cavalry, our... glory!"

Bai Qi clenched his fists, his eyes flashed, and his fists were even more shaking.

The reason why Huo Zhenxiao was able to become the military soul of the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry was that it was the scene before him!

Domineering and arrogant!

With such a war god, the 300,000-strong Snow Dragon Cavalry will have the courage to sweep everything and step onto the northern territory!

If someone else said this, even if the middle-aged general of the Ola tribe did not give the order, the soldiers of the 10,000 team would have already rushed up and completely killed them.

But the words were spoken from Huo Zhenxiao!

When it comes to everyone's ears, not only does it not feel rampant or ridiculous, but it feels that it is reasonable.

Because... everyone knows that Huo Zhenxiao has such strength!

There was once a tribe that didn't believe in it, and it paid a price - a city!

"General, it's time to decide, please make a decision quickly!"

At this moment, both of the two side generals were anxious and looked at the middle-aged general in panic and nervousness.

"This is a shame..."

The anger in the middle-aged general's eyes seemed to be about to spit out.

One of the generals hurriedly comforted him: "Who has never experienced such a shame except the royal court and the Huns?

Everyone is shameful, that's not shameful!"

"you……"

The general stared at the tiger's eyes wide and glared at the general.

Next second.

He gritted his teeth fiercely, shook his right sleeve robe, and shouted loudly: "The whole army... retreat!"

Boom!

The simple words, but like thunder, exploded in the ears of Meng Dabiao and Zhou Yao.

Both of them were recruits not long after they joined the army, and they experienced the scene before them personally, like a bolt from the blue.

Looking at the 10,000-person team of the Ola tribe who was retreating rapidly, Meng Dabiao and Zhou Yao were both in a trance and felt like they were dreaming.

"One person shook back ten thousand people. I'm afraid that only Master Huo is the only one in the world?"

Meng Dabiao looked dazed, but his body was trembling uncontrollably, and he murmured softly: "Master of mighty power!"

On the other side.

Zhou Yao murmured to himself: "Captain Bai, I, I seem to have a dream."

"This is not a dream, it is a reality!"

Bai Qi's face was flushed and proud.

As the Ola tribe ten thousand team retreated, it seemed like a black torrent, heading towards the depths of the northern region.

Huo Zhenxiao also stopped abruptly, stood calmly with his hands behind his back, and looked coldly at the troops of ten thousand people disappearing into the wind and snow.

The wind howled.

Heavy snow is flying.
To be continued...