The monarch of Luodu stood on the high city wall, facing the approaching Xi Chao army, with no fear in his eyes. Wearing golden armor and a silver helmet, he stood there like a god of war, waiting for the next battle.
The Xi Dynasty's army was large in number, and their number was several times that of Luodu's army. They were well-equipped, their morale was high, and they seemed to have anticipated the coming victory. However, the monarch of Luodu was not afraid.
He took the lead and charged forward, his figure looking so tall and mighty in the sunlight. He waved the long sword in his hand and rushed towards Xi Chao's army. Behind him, the soldiers of Luodu followed closely. They were also not afraid of powerful opponents, and they were also ready to fight for their country and people.
Although the Xi Dynasty's army was large in number and their equipment was more sophisticated than theirs, the soldiers of Luodu did not flinch. They used their courage and determination to fight to the death with the Xi Chao army.
The sound of their battle resounded through the sky, and their blood spilled all over the earth. Their figures looked so brave and fearless in the sun, so admirable.
Although the battle was fierce and cruel, the monarchs and soldiers of Luodu did not give up. They used their courage and wisdom to fight to the death with the Xi Chao army.
At the moment when Xi Chao's army pressed forward, the atmosphere in Luodu instantly solidified. The sun seemed to be obscured by this solemn atmosphere and eclipsed.
The Xi Dynasty's army surged in like a torrent of steel, and their armor shone coldly in the sun, as if they were the gods of death from hell. Their steps were firm, and every step seemed to hit the hearts of the people of Luodu. Their eyes are sharp, like falcons staring at their prey, full of determination and confidence.
The walls of Luodu looked so fragile in front of them, like a child standing in front of a giant. Although the people of Luodu resisted bravely, they were powerless in the face of the strong suppression of the Xi Dynasty army.
Arrows shot out from the quivers of Xi Chao's army like raindrops, penetrating the walls of Luodu accurately and powerfully. The roar of the artillery was deafening, and the blasted city wall collapsed instantly. The cavalry poured into the city like a tide, their swords shining coldly in the sun.
The people of Luodu struggled in fear. They tried to resist, but the iron hoofs of the Xi Dynasty army had already broken through their defense lines. Blood stained the streets, and screams echoed in the air.
The flags of the Xi Dynasty army were flying high on the city top, and their victory seemed to be within grasp. The people of Luodu watched their city being destroyed in despair. They knew that they had completely lost this war.
On the fierce battlefield, Hua Yue was like a bolt of lightning, constantly charging through the Xi Dynasty army. Her figure shuttled between the lights and shadows of swords, and every time she swung her sword, she took away an enemy's life. Her eyes burned with rage, rage for her brother's death.
The Xi Dynasty army was like a torn wheat field in front of her, and the neat formation became chaotic under her sword. She has a strong body, and every time she jumps up or falls, she is accompanied by splashes of blood. Her hair fluttered in the wind, like a black flag, declaring her determination for revenge.
Hua Yue's swordsmanship is skillful and ruthless. Each sword hits the vital point without giving the enemy any chance to escape. Her eyes were firm and cold, a ruthless judgment of the murderer. In her eyes, every soldier in the Xi Dynasty's army was the murderer of her brother, and she wanted to liquidate them one by one.
There were sounds on the battlefield, including shouts of killing, the sound of swords clashing, wailing... However, in Hua Yue's ears, these all turned into silence. There was only hatred and anger in her heart, and there was only the figure of her murdered brother.
Hua Yue kept charging and killing the murderers. Her figure is like a god of death on the battlefield, taking away countless lives. However, in her heart, she was not only fighting for revenge, but also fighting for her murdered brother. She wants all murderers to know that those who hurt her relatives will pay the price.
Next to the monarch of Xi Dynasty, two masters of protecting the country stood in the clouds, their eyes focused on the same target - Hua Yue. Their momentum is like a rainbow, as if they can shake the whole world.
The first national protector, named Xuanwu, wore dark blue armor and held a huge hammer. His eyes were firm and deep, as if he could see through everything. Every time he swings the hammer, it carries an unparalleled power, as if it can destroy all obstacles in front of him.
The second master of protecting the country, named Qinglong, wore emerald green armor and held a long sword. His eyes were sharp and cunning, as if he could see through all illusions. Every time he swung his sword, there was a sharp sword energy, which seemed to be able to cut through any enemy standing in front of him.
The two masters of protecting the country took action at the same time, and Xuanwu's hammer and Qinglong's sword energy met in the air, forming a bright light. Hua Yue stood among them. Facing the joint attacks of the two masters, he showed no fear at all. Instead, he showed a confident smile.
Hua Yue held a long black sword in her hand, the blade of which shone with a cold light. His body shape is like the wind, and his sword skills are like water, sometimes as gentle as cotton, sometimes as violent as a waterfall. His figure shuttled between the two masters of protecting the country like lightning, and every swing of his sword carried an unparalleled power.
The joint attacks of Xuanwu and Qinglong were resolved by Hua Yue one by one, with surprise and admiration in their eyes. Hua Yue's swordsmanship is like wind and rain, as if it can cut through any enemy standing in front of him. Every time he swung his sword, there was a sharp sword energy, which seemed to be able to cut through any enemy standing in front of him.
The battle between the three masters became more and more intense. Their figures intertwined in the air, and their sword energy and energy intertwined into a bright light in the air. Their figures rolled in the air, as if performing a thrilling dance.
Under the fierce attack of the two protectors, Hua Yue seemed powerless, and her body was teetering in mid-air. A trace of pain flashed across his face, and his body was covered in scars. Seeing that the fatal blow was about to come, Hua Yue clenched her fists and tried her best to resist, but she still seemed powerless.
At this critical moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Hua Yue. That was an elegant figure wearing a long robe, it was Mu Yu. There was a faint smile on his face, and firm determination showed in his eyes.
Mu Yu stood in front of Hua Yue without hesitation, showing no fear in the face of the attacks from the two protectors. He waved his hands gently, and a powerful aura instantly filled the air. The aura contained endless power, sweeping towards the two protectorates like a violent storm.
The two protectors were shocked by Mu Yu's attack. Their expressions changed greatly and they hurriedly resisted. However, Mu Yu's power surged in like a tide, breaking down their defenses one by one. Their bodies continued to retreat under Mu Yu's attacks, and were eventually knocked away.
Hua Yue looked at Mu Yu's figure, a hint of gratitude flashed in her eyes. He understood that if Mu Yu had not appeared, he might not have been able to withstand the fatal blows of the two protectors. He took a deep breath and tried to calm down his excitement.
Mu Yu's figure was like the wind, blocking the attacks of the two protectors. His figure was like a bolt of lightning, dissolving the two powerful forces invisible at the critical moment. The air around him seemed to freeze at this moment, and people held their breaths and stared at him closely.
Mu Yu glanced at the injured Hua Yue, a trace of worry flashed in her eyes. He turned his head and looked at the retreating Luodu army, and he couldn't help but feel a heavy pain in his heart. He knew that the war had reached a critical moment and he had to make a decision.
He took a deep breath, clasped his hands together, and whispered an ancient mantra. In an instant, a dark force surged out of his body, shrouding the entire battlefield in darkness. That power was like a huge wave in the dark night, churning endlessly and making people feel heart-stopping.
In the darkness, Mu Yu's figure had disappeared. But his power turned into a huge black hand, and he slapped the enemy violently. Wherever the palm touched, enemies fell one after another, and no one could resist.
This is Mu Yu's unique skill - Hand of the Undead. He used his life force to summon the power of darkness and launched a desperate fight with the enemy. His figure flickered in and out of the darkness, and every appearance was accompanied by the enemy's screams and collapse.
In this dark battle, the Luodu army revived. They saw hope and the dawn of victory. Mu Yu was like a bright light in the darkness, guiding them in the direction they were going.
The smoke and fire of the battlefield intertwined into a cruel picture. The army of the undead is a team composed of the dead. They are awakened by mysterious power and return to the world to start a life-and-death battle with the living.
Under the dark sky, Mu Yu stood in the center of the formation, his hands moving quickly through the air, summoning his undead army. His voice echoed in the air, carrying endless majesty and power.
"My children, wake up! Fight for your lord, fight for your glory!"
As his words fell, the surrounding air began to tremble, as if countless eyes were opening in the darkness. Then, the undead army coming from all directions began to gather, and their figures shone coldly in the darkness.
This is an immortal army. They were once living people, but now they are bound by death and have greater power. They have a variety of weapons and armor, and their eyes are full of endless resentment and anger.
When Xi Chao's army saw the appearance of this undead army, they had expressions of horror on their faces. They know that this is an inevitable battle, a battle of life and death.
"Go forward!" Mu Yu shouted, his voice echoing in the air.
The undead army began to rush towards Xi Chao's army, their figures shining coldly in the darkness. They have great power and endless resentment, and they have only one goal, which is to destroy the Xi Dynasty army.
Xi Chao's army began to fight back, their weapons and spells intertwined into a sea of fire in the air. But the undead army didn't care. Their bodies had transcended the boundaries of life and death, and their power had exceeded human imagination.
It was a brutal battle, with both sides trying their best. However, the undead army was so numerous and powerful that the Xi Dynasty army began to retreat gradually.
The figures of the undead army were shrouded in darkness, their faces were pale and cold, and their postures were stiff and clumsy. Their appearance seemed to bring a cold atmosphere to the battlefield. Their eyes revealed endless resentment and determination for revenge, as if they wanted to wipe out all their enemies.
The enemy army looked panicked surrounded by the undead army. What they faced was no longer ordinary soldiers, but the souls of those who had died. Their weapons and shields were powerless against the undead hordes, and their courage and determination evaporated in fear.
However, despite the horror of the enemy army, they still bravely resisted the undead army. They tried their best to drive this evil force off the battlefield. However, the undead army is so powerful that it seems impossible to defeat.
On the battlefield, the line between life and death becomes blurred. The battle between the living and the dead is an endless battle and an unpredictable decisive battle. Every fallen soldier may become a member of the undead army and join this battle of life and death.
The undead army appeared quietly like ghosts in the night, and launched an attack on Xi Chao with cold and cruel determination.
This army of undead, their bodies were stiff and their faces were expressionless, as if they had lost all life and emotion. Their eyes were deep-set and cold, as if they could see into people's souls. They held various weapons in their hands, including ancient swords, rusty spears, and tattered shields. Their steps were heavy and steady, approaching Xi Chao's territory step by step.
The soldiers of Xi Dynasty were afraid when they faced such an enemy, but they did not flinch. They straightened their spears and raised their shields, preparing for this life-and-death battle. Their eyes shone with determination, which was their determination to sacrifice their lives to protect their homeland and their country.
At that moment, Mu Yu no longer concealed his cultivation. The momentum around him gradually increased, as if it was about to swallow up the entire world. His eyes were as sharp as knives, revealing endless majesty and power.
The surrounding air began to become thicker, as if invisible power was constantly accumulating. The clouds in the sky rolled and thunder and lightning flashed, as if preparing for the coming storm. The earth also began to tremble, as if in fear of this powerful being.
Mu Yu did not hesitate, he immediately attacked the two protectors. His speed is extremely fast, like lightning, making it impossible for people to see his figure clearly. His attack was like a violent storm, unstoppable.
Although the two great protectors also had powerful cultivation, they seemed so insignificant under Mu Yu's attack. Their defenses instantly collapsed under Mu Yu's attack, and their bodies were severely knocked away.
Soon, the two protectors fell to the ground, their breath disappearing. Mu Yu stood there, with endless indifference and domineering expression in his eyes. He knew that his strength had surpassed all enemies, and he had become the most powerful being on this continent.
At this moment, the heaven and earth seemed to have lost their color. Everyone was shocked by Mu Yu's momentum and speechless. They knew that this young man had become something they could never surpass.
Mu Yu felt the threatening aura appear, and his heartbeat accelerated instantly, as if he could hear his own heartbeat echoing in his ears. He immediately activated the power of thunder from heaven and earth, which was a mysterious force originating from heaven and earth, powerful and mighty.
A dark cloud instantly gathered around his body, and thunder and lightning shuttled through it, as if it was about to tear the entire sky apart. He clasped his hands together and pushed hard in that direction. Suddenly, a thunder sword flew out of his hands, roaring towards the black mist with endless power and destructive power.
The black mist didn't seem to expect that Mu Yu would have such a powerful counterattack, and was instantly beaten away by the Thunder Sword and fled. As the black mist dissipated, a figure emerged, it was the existence that threatened Mu Yu.
At this time, Mu Yu was panting from exhaustion, but he did not stop to rest. He knew that this was just the beginning, and there would be a more intense battle waiting for him. He needs to regain his strength as soon as possible and be ready for the next battle.
A powerful force of thunder from heaven and earth surged within his body, as if it was about to tear his body apart. However, he was not afraid. Instead, he condensed this power into a bright thunder and violently attacked the direction that threatened him.
It was a black mist, as strange and mysterious as a ghost. It appeared silently, giving people an inexplicable sense of fear. However, Mu Yu's eyes did not flinch, and he rushed towards the black mist.
The power of thunder collided with the black mist in the air, making a deafening noise. The black mist was instantly torn apart by the power of thunder and turned into black fragments, floating in the air.
Mu Yu's figure also became blurred under the power of thunder, as if he had merged into the world. He felt his power growing, as if he wanted to take the entire world into his hands.
As his thoughts moved, the power of thunder from heaven and earth instantly converged into a bright lightning beam, attacking the dark and evil aura.
The lightning beam was like a sword of heavenly punishment, piercing the air and making a deafening sound. It instantly penetrated the dark fog and scattered the evil aura.
