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Chapter 295 The God of War in the Western Continent

"Mr. Junhou, retreat, you can't stop it!"

Blood flowed into a river on the dam of Lancang River. Countless human soldiers fought with all their might, but they could only turn into white bones under repeated attacks from the demon race.

The former tombstone embankment is also shaking at this time.

He Shuangbi, covered in blood, held a spear in his hand and blocked Tang Ziyi tightly. Several generals pulled Tang Ziyi's armor and pulled him back.

"Does go!"

Tang Ziyi shouted loudly, and his spiritual power shook everyone three feet away.

He snorted his own armor and cloak, held a golden gun, snorted lightly, crossed He Shuangchi, and strode towards the white bone beach.

"As the Marquis of Zhenhai Guard, how could I abandon my generals and escape alone?" Tang Ziyi's hand was filled with light, and a rich blood energy rose.

The qi and blood of countless soldiers were connected to it and turned into a faint barrier.

He waved his sword in his hand and killed the rushing demon clan. Then he leaned on the sword and sighed: "If I had the ability to command troops in Zhao Yang, I would not let my brothers die in vain."

After saying that, he shouted with a sword: "Brothers, Zhenhaiwei is stationed in the Lancang River for thousands of years, and there have always been only military marquis who died in battle. Today, Tang Ziyi and you all fight to the death!"

"See the Junhou to death!"

"See the Junhou to death!"

"boom--"

With the shouts, everyone waved their weapons, rushed down the embankment, rushed to the white bone beach, and attacked the demon clan.

A long spear with a calm blood-red red condensed in the air.

"Brother He, what are you going to do?" At this moment, a group of military academies on the embankment saw He Shuangchi lifting his spear, driving the wind-controlled beast, and galloping towards the white bone beach.

"Brother He, you can't do this reckless thing, you are not worth it!" someone shouted quickly.

He Shuangchi controls the transactions in the bulk of the army, and is a hot figure in the upstream and downstream of the Lancang River. Many military camps offer him, the God of Wealth.

He is not strong in combat, but his role is to bring endless logistics equipment to the army.

"Reckless?" He Shuangchi didn't look back, and the wind-Yufeng Beast continued to accelerate: "We will be in the army and we will eventually have to be stained with blood on the battlefield. We will be covered with horses and corpses. How can we be reckless?"

"kill--"

He Shuangchi waved his spear and rushed out of the bloody barrier and entered the rushing Lancang River.

"Good boy, I didn't embarrass Zhenhaiwei!" Tang Ziyi laughed loudly, raised his spear and flew out.

"kill--"

Countless soldiers rushed out to fight with the demon clan.

"Oh... Zhenhaiwei, it's over." In the distance, countless onlookers shook their heads and sighed.

"boom--"

"boom--"

...

The roar of shocking sky continued, and the turbid river water turned into blood.

"The Red Flame Demon General killed the Marquis of Zhenhai Guard here—"

With a loud shout, a four-armored iron-armored demon tribe several feet tall held a spear in one hand and the broken Tang Ziyi's body in the other, laughing to the sky.

"Woo--"

The horn of attack sounded in the demon clan army.

Junhou, dead.

The remaining Zhenhai Guard formation collapsed instantly.

"kill!"

He Shuangchi's eyes were already red, and his spear swung in his hand and rushed towards the corpse of Tang Ziyi, who was raised high.

"Snatch back Junhou!"

I don’t know who gritted his teeth and shouted loudly, and countless soldiers rushed over, not caring about their own life and death.

"Ant." The demon coach with iron armored four-armored snorted, waved several weapons in his hand, and the surging waves rushed down, rushing He Shuangchi down his mount and rushed those human soldiers into the Lancang River.

He Shuangchi got up from the ground, and nowhere was he thrown his spear. He reached out and touched a sword from the ground, and rushed over again.

Not only him, but the remaining soldiers, as long as they could move, struggled and rushed towards Tang Ziyi's corpse.

"We are all seeking death!"

The Red Flame Demon Master was furious and opened his mouth. A water column soared into the sky swept across the white bone beach. Countless white bones flew, killing the human soldiers who rushed towards him.

"ha!"

He Shuangchi flew up and slashed at the demon's arm with a knife.

The demon coach smiled and gently raised one arm behind him, and He Shuangchi flew out.

Flying with him was the sword and the arm holding the sword.

"puff--"

He Shuangchi, who fell to the ground, reached out to cover his broken arm and wanted to stand up, but could not do it.

He could only watch the demon handsome guy laughing wildly, pulling Tang Ziyi's body with his arms, slowly exerting force to tear it apart.

"Ah——" He Shuangchi roared, looking at the few Zhenhai Guard soldiers left and the demon clans that were constantly rushing up, and suddenly murmured in a daze: "Brother Zhao, Brother Zhao, you are the God of War, why don't you come? Zhenhai Guard, it's over..."

"Dong--"

"Dong--"

"Dong--"

...

A sound of roar like a war drum sounded.

Every time there is a sound, the earth will shake.

The Red Flame Demon Master, who was originally laughing wildly, suddenly paused and looked up at the sky in the distance.

There, red blood is like fire.

The human race's blood and wolf smoke!

He Shuangchi, who was lying on the ground, turned around with difficulty and saw a giant towering into the clouds. He walked a hundred miles in one step, flashed a few times and then came to the embankment.

A golden armor stood upright above the giant's head.

"Brother Zhao..." He Shuangchi murmured, then he struggled and shouted: "Brother Zhao, take back the Junhou!"

When the golden armor heard He Shuangchi's words, he slowly looked up. His face wearing a golden mask was invisible, and only his eyes shot out golden inspiration.

He slowly raised his arm and pointed a golden sword at the Red Flame Demon Shinn who was thousands of feet away.

"Zhao Yang?" The Red Flame Demonsman showed a look of surprise in his eyes, but his figure slightly raised.

"Human God of War, it seems that today, I am going to kill God to prove it!" He shook Tang Ziyi's body gently, grinned, and pointed the remaining few arms and weapons at the golden armor.

"Slaying God!"

"Slaying God!"

...

With endless cheers from the demon clan, the demon clouds rose up and turned into an illusory demon dragon, wrapping the Red Flame Demon General.

With a wave of the long sword in the golden armor, a light golden sword energy spanned ten thousand feet of space and instantly slashed on the illusory demon dragon.

"Bang--"

The demon dragon shattered in response to the sound, and wanted to gather again, but was entangled by golden silk threads and could not be restored.

"Battleway suppression?"

The Red Flame Demon Shooter exclaimed, and when he looked up, he saw the golden figure flashing and landing in front of him.

"Go to die--"

With a wild roar, he burst out with all his combat power, and the inspiration brought by countless weapons around him turned into a torrent and rushed towards the golden armor.

"call--"

The golden armor flashed again, and the body dissipated, and then turned into ten, twenty, and thirty figures.

Some of these figures are golden and some are bronze.

"warehouse--"

All the swords were unsheathed, and countless sharp sword lights freeze the surface of the Lancang River.

Dozens of figures flashed, rushed towards the Red Flame Demonsman, snatched Tang Ziyi from his hand, and then slowly turned around and left.

As he left, the originally scattered figure gradually overlapped, then turned into a thread, merged with the departing figure, and slowly returned to the black embankment.

"Bang--"

The body of the Red Flame Demon Suit was split into pieces and exploded.

The God of War Zhao Yang killed the commander of the demon clan in the realm with one sword. The demon clan camp sounded the horn of retreat. Millions of demon clan army and the army under the God of War confronted the Lancang River.
Chapter completed!
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