The second batch of Xilin's army rushed forward.
They stepped on the corpses of their companions and came to Jun Wuxie.
There was a sound.
Jun Wuxie swung the Dragon Roar in his hand violently, hitting the shields of several enemies hard.
There is no golden blood energy released, only pure power strikes.
The Dragon Roar weighing millions of kilograms, when swung at high speed, has an impact of more than a hundred billion kilograms.
boom!
Several Xilin soldiers exploded on the spot, their broken shields and sharp fragments flying, piercing dozens of enemies.
The dragon's roar struck, and the air waves formed spread like a stormy sea, knocking thousands of enemies away within a fan-shaped range. Their bones were broken, their tendons were broken, their internal organs were shattered, and their blood spurted out wildly.
The few hundred meters in front of Jun Wuxie suddenly became empty.
Taking advantage of the opportunity for Xilin soldiers to rush forward, he stepped on his feet at top speed and shot out his spear like a dragon, striking in all directions.
Shields, armor, and the sound of broken flesh and blood merged into one.
Xilin soldiers fell one by one.
But soon, Jun Wuxie was surrounded.
And the encirclement shrinks rapidly.
He jumped up and waited for the Xilin soldiers to rush together, then he fell down like a big mountain.
The violent force shook the group of people below to a pulp.
The air waves surged wildly, impacting in all directions.
All of a sudden, within tens of meters, the bodies of hundreds of Xilin soldiers exploded to pieces.
It was a dark night, the moonlight was somewhat dim, and there were few stars in the sky.
On the dim battlefield, the shouts of killing shook the sky, and the blood mist filled the air.
The bodies were piled higher and higher.
one day
two days
three days
…
Outside the capital of the Zhou Dynasty, within a radius of more than ten miles, the corpses of Xilin's army were piled up nearly a hundred meters high, almost as high as the city wall.
The water in the moat has long turned into thick plasma, which has solidified, and is filled with a strong smell of blood.
This picture is cruel.
On the city wall, people silently looked at the figure outside the city who was trampling on blood and bones, bathed in blood and mad.
The fighting lasted for several days without interruption.
That figure never rested for a moment.
Blood was dripping from his body, and his clothes, hair, chin, gun, and palms were all riddled with holes, and blood was flowing down one by one.
There is golden blood, but even more is the enemy's crimson blood.
Six days!
Kill 60 million Xilin's army!
The remaining Xilin army now only amounts to more than 20 million.
The entire battlefield was piled with broken corpses hundreds of meters high, emitting a disgusting putrid stench.
After the Xilin soldier dies, the strange runes in the body will leave the body, intensifying the decay of the body.
Such a battlefield is like purgatory on earth.
Jun Wuxie stood on the mountain of corpses holding a dragon in his hand, blood beads flying in the wind from his long hair.
His face was a little pale, he was breathing rapidly, and his eyes were a little bloodshot from mental fatigue.
"How many of you are left, come up together!"
He stared coldly at Marshal Xilin and the Soul Hunter, his voice sounding like a dragon's roar.
On the city wall, people's lips couldn't stop trembling.
That bloody figure stood there like an unshakable mountain, majestic and tall!
One person blocked eighty million half-step masters!
The bloody battle will not stop for six days!
In the hearts of everyone in the Great Zhou Dynasty, he was like a god sent by heaven to save them from despair.
"He...is already very tired..."
Ye Qiange's voice trembled, and her eyes were filled with tears.
"Young Master..." Concubine Ling's eyes were filled with tears and she whispered: "Sister Yao'er, if you had tried to dissuade him..."
"Sister Ling Fei, there are things that everyone must face in their lives. If you avoid it, you will not be able to pass the test in your heart..." Yue Yao's voice was a little erratic: "I don't want him to be in trouble in the future. , always recall those regrets..."
"But, Master, if he..."
"There are no buts and no ifs."
Yueyao's voice was very soft, as light as a wisp of wind.
Qin Keqing stood beside them, staring blankly at the back on the mountain of corpses outside the city, with tears in his eyes.
"Jun Wuxie! You are so tired and you still dare to say such arrogant words!"
The senior soul hunter commander's eyes were gloomy and he gritted his teeth and said.
He couldn't believe how one person could have such terrifying and long-lasting combat capabilities!
For six whole days, the battle continued without any respite.
Until now, it can still hold up!
"Go on, attack!"
He commanded the remaining army of more than 20 million.
"Sir, we can no longer let them die!" Marshal Xilin said tremblingly: "If they all die, I, Xilin, may not have the strength to fight against other countries within a few years!"
"You dare to go against my will?"
The senior soul hunter commander looked at him coldly.
"No, I don't dare!" Marshal Xilin was so frightened that he almost collapsed on the ground. He said tremblingly: "My lord, please be clear! If my Xilin army is completely wiped out, even if I kill Jun Wuxie, I'm afraid I won't be able to take this city. . Sir, you can’t attack the city yourself, can you?”
"You, as a group of ten, take turns to come up and fight with him!"
After the senior soul hunter leader was silent for a while, he gave orders to his soul hunters.
Suddenly, hundreds of soul hunters quickly divided into groups.
The first group came through the air holding black soul-hunting scythes.
The peak of the king level, a high-level soul hunter with the peak state of the sect king's ten transformations.
Such a strong man is no weaker than many figures in the early Zonghuang period.
Their infuriating energy releases a soul-trembling aura.
This is the Soul Hunting Hall's skill [The Ancient Soul Suppressing Technique]. When practicing this skill, whether it is the breath released or the attack launched, it will deter and suppress the opponent's soul, making the opponent fearful and difficult to exert his full power. Strength.
"Jun Wuxie, today, on behalf of the Soul Hunting Hall, we will judge your life and death and determine your fate!"
The senior soul hunters lined up in a row, the black sickles in their hands slowly raised.
Black infuriating energy poured into the sickle crazily.
The sickle burst out with black light and slashed forward, instantly slicing through the void, as if it was trying to separate the whole world.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
Jun Wuxie suddenly rose up on the corpse mountain.
His body disappeared from the spot as if teleported, leaving only an afterimage.
In an instant, in front of a high-level soul hunter, a golden sun bloomed with immeasurable golden light.
wrong!
That's not the sun, that's a person, whose golden blood is even more dazzling than the sun.
The war gun in his hand let out a dragon's roar, and a bit of green gold light suddenly appeared!
The soul hunter's pupils shrank, and he retracted his soul hunting scythe to defend himself.
The dragon roar came and was about to be blocked by the sickle.
At this time, a green dragon rushed out from the gun body, knocking the sickle away.
There was a pop.
The battle spear pierced the chest of the soul hunter. The gun body vibrated, and the soul hunter's body exploded, causing blood to rain.
Black sickle blades slashed at him one after another.
Jun Wuxie's body surface quickly formed a circle of golden blood.
Mysterious runes flashed under his feet, and his body disappeared like a stream of light.
Clang!
He could not completely avoid the nine scythes, and three scythes struck the blood circle, emitting a harsh metallic trembling sound.
The circle of blood energy trembled, sinking half a foot downward.
Jun Wuxie ignored it and directly counterattacked. The dragon roar was thrown by him at high speed, so fast that the soul hunter could not dodge, and it immediately penetrated one person.
At the same time, his fist seal bloomed with dazzling golden light, and he blasted forward!
The vision of the great mountain collapsing and rivers drying up covered the three soul hunters directly in front.
The three people immediately waved their sickles to fight back, but they were unable to resist the impact of the strange phenomenon. The blades they cut out collapsed, and the sickles were shaken and flew away.
At this time, the fist seal bombarded them.
One person was blown up on the spot, and the other two were so shocked that their bones and tendons were broken, and their internal organs spurted out.
Of course they are no match for Jun Wuxie!
With the blessing of Yuanshi Bingjie, he is equivalent to the early stage of the Zongwang realm.
The talent growth intensity of the Eternal King Peak is two levels higher than that of the King Peak.
Even though a high-level soul hunter has reached the peak of the Ten Transformations of the Sect King, which is equivalent to nine minor realms higher than Jun Wuxie in this state, the gap in talent is equivalent to the gap between two major realms.
In other words, in terms of absolute strength, Jun Wuxie has a whole realm of advantages over them.
If he hadn't fought fiercely for six days and his body was weak and no longer in peak condition, he could have killed these ten people instantly!
After a moment of fighting, three soul hunters were killed and two were seriously injured.
He stepped on his feet at top speed and reached out to grab in the void.
The dragon roar rushed out of the pierced soul hunter's body, returned to his hand, and stabbed the other person.
All the attacks of the soul hunters were unable to break through his blood circle, and the only effect was to consume his blood.
His Dragon Roar War Spear is too fast.
Every time the spear pierces out, it is like a real dragon coming out of its cave, and the real spear is like a dragon coming out.
This left the remaining five soul hunters in a hurry and could only passively resist, unable to actively fight back.
puff!
After a few rounds, another person was penetrated.
The dragon's roar passed between his eyebrows and came out from the back of his head. The gun body shook and his entire head exploded.
"Asshole!"
The leader of the soul hunters looked at this scene from a distance, his eyes extremely gloomy.
"You five groups, come on!"
Under his command, fifty high-level soul hunters joined the battlefield.
As soon as they came up, they directly used sublimation forbidden techniques, and their strength increased nine times!
In an instant.
Jun Wuxie's hair stood on end all over his body.
He didn't hesitate at all, and a demonic figure towered behind him!
Turn blood into demon!
Within the body, violent power surged.
Golden Bloody Circle's defense increased dramatically.
when!
The overwhelming attack of fifty people cut this space into shape and almost crushed it into pieces.
Jun Wuxie used her physical skills to dodge as much as possible and evaded most of the soul-hunting scythes, but she still got hit by more than ten blows.
His blood circle was dented and cracked.
He hurriedly poured blood into it to repair it.
At the same time, he let go of the dragon chant and used his military will to activate it. He used his right hand to perform the Seven Killing Fist. The military runes in the palm of his left hand pulsed and evolved into the Thirteenth Seal, striking enemies from all directions!
The powerful high-level soul hunters joined forces to besiege him, swung their sickles, and slashed at Jun Wuxie like a gust of wind.
Although they kept hitting him, they couldn't break through his defense.
In the process, he defeated several people with his Seven Killing Fist and Yin Shisan.
ah! !
A scream echoed throughout the battlefield.
Another soul hunter, whose whole head was exploded, fell from the sky.
Jun Wuxie shuttled between dozens of soul hunters, resisting the attacks with full strength and fighting back forcefully.
Soul hunters fell one after another.
His breath was also falling, and his blood was not as solid as before.
When the last of the sixty soul hunters fell, his vitality suddenly collapsed.
His body swayed slightly, and the dragon roared on the mountain of corpses. His body stood straight again, like a javelin, but his chest heaved violently, and he gasped for breath. The blood in his body was almost exhausted.
His flesh and blood began to wither.
This is the price of superimposing two forbidden arts at the same time.
He hurriedly refined a drop of the fountain of life with a purity of 7%.
Even so, the recovery of the physical body cannot equal the damage consumption.
Six days of fierce fighting had severely depleted his energy and spirit.
He was already weak, and he was forced to superimpose two forbidden arts. No matter how strong his body was, no matter how good his recovery resources were, he could not completely repair the sustained damage to his body.
"Master!"
Concubine Ling rushed out of the city, wanting to help him.
But the body was bounced back by the city barrier.
This city was the imperial capital of Emperor Xuanyuan!
Once the defensive runes left by Emperor Xuanyuan are opened, ordinary people will not be able to get out or get in!
