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Chapter 128 Li Ang: Leave the rest to me 【Subscription】

boom boom-

The trajectory like a meteor swarm pierced the night sky of Xi'an City. With the support of these missiles, one hundred thousand magic soldiers were impacted in an instant.

But it only slowed down their offensive. After all, these magic soldiers themselves are very powerful. Although they have been dead for thousands of years, their physical strength has not completely faded under the special plastic effect. More importantly, soon Previously, Long You used his own blood to nourish them, allowing these warriors and war horses to obtain this energy. Not only could he recover quickly, but he could even become stronger than before.

Of course, the spirits of these terracotta warriors and horses have completely disappeared. At this moment, their subconscious minds are only controlled by Longyou. If they can cut their heads, they will find a small bloody vortex like a thumb in the deepest part of their brain nucleus. As the center of this whirlpool, countless fine bloody tentacles emerged.

These tentacles are densely packed, directly connected to the fighters' rejuvenated brain nerves, and thus perform an alternative control. This is the true principle of these fighters' recovery.

But it seems to outsiders that these terracotta warriors and horses have been revived, and they have really crossed over from the eternal era and started a new battle. However, this time they are not for the former First Emperor, but for the Corpse King Long You. It seems that at this moment The First Emperor has really become a thing of the past, or perhaps the Corpse King Long You is the master who truly complies with destiny and is a majestic figure destined to rule the entire world. Therefore, even these brave terracotta warriors and horses have to surrender to each other and fight for each other.

In fact, it was just Long You who used a different method of puppet control. How could Long You make these terracotta warriors and horses surrender with just his breath? In the final analysis, these terracotta warriors and horses are already dead things and can be understood as a cold stone. , or a bloody sword. Without life, there is no spiritual will, and without spiritual will, how could it be suppressed by another powerful spiritual will.

However, although Long You used this kind of puppet method to control these terracotta warriors and horses, it was already very powerful, even far beyond the limit that normal humans can imagine.

It is also because Longyou has such a strong blood energy, even if it is Li Ang or Qinglong, it is impossible to do this step, because they do not have such a strong blood energy for them to control and use, but on the other hand, Longyou can, he Not only did it absorb the blood dragon, but it also possessed extremely strong blood energy in its own attributes, and refined and swallowed the other two streams of blood in the body.

Although the artillery shells supported by the two neighboring cities of Xi'an are powerful and can cause certain damage to these terracotta warriors and horses, only the artillery shells that hit the core of the frenzy of these terracotta warriors and horses can smash the surrounding terracotta warriors and horses into pieces. There is no possibility for them to stand up again.

It's just that the number of shells that fell on the core of the frenzy was very small, and even if they fell on the core, at most a dozen terracotta warriors could be killed in an instant. For a real large army, even these shells can't do anything. The forts in the two adjacent cities must have strong standards.The number is scarce, and it is impossible to suppress these terracotta warriors with more firepower. After about 5 minutes of continuous bombing, these shells are almost exhausted.

Originally, the [-] terracotta warriors and horses seemed to be just a bit chaotic in formation, and the number lost at most a thousand, and there was no obvious difference between [-] and [-].

The rest of the terracotta warriors roared angrily. They felt that their killing was interrupted, as if they hadn't completed the task in time. They looked at the remaining warriors and planned to target these warriors first, and let the blood of these warriors temporarily eliminate their anger Bar.

Similarly, some of the Terracotta Warriors and Horses poured in along the direction of Xi'an City, and seemed to have found a more exciting target.

"Brothers, are you afraid?"

"Afraid of a ball, people are dead and birds are in the sky, and it's over!"

"That's right, it's over!"

……

The rest of the Yanhuang warriors clenched their fists, their whole bodies were full of momentum, they were not afraid, they had already reached this point, the fight at this time was who could kill more terracotta warriors and horses.

If you look down from a high altitude, you will find that there are only twenty or so remaining Yanhuang warriors, their figures look very lonely, and in front of them is a frenzied tide like a torrent of blood, which is tens of thousands of terracotta warriors. They came rushing forward, and it is no exaggeration to say that even a heavenly master standing in front of this force would be instantly overwhelmed.

Although there can be some counterattacks, they are more like waves in the wave. Although there are some, there are not many. In the end, they can only wait desperately to be completely swallowed by this wave.

Rumble!
At this critical moment, when the remaining 20 or so Yanhuang warriors were about to sacrifice their lives, a thunderous roar sounded from a distance.

Everyone looked up subconsciously, and saw a dark blue streamer coming from the distant sky like a shooting star. It not only crossed the sky, but also looked like a dark blue blade, directly cutting the sky open. It came blasting almost in the blink of an eye.

The warriors present thought it was a cannonball coming for support, but when they got closer, they excitedly discovered that it was not a cannonball!

That is!

"Master Qinglong!"

All the warriors burst into tears and shouted excitedly, they even forgot that they were about to be killed by the oncoming terracotta warriors.

Although there is a powerful figure in this dark blue streamer, these terracotta warriors and horses will not be affected by the external aura, and it is impossible for them to stop if they do not receive a substantial impact.

The warriors present had already seen the figure of the visitor, it was Qinglong, the patron saint of Yanhuang.

With a bang, when it was only a hundred meters away from here, as if teleporting, a streamer-like figure instantly landed among the warriors and the terracotta warriors.

Facing the oncoming terracotta warriors and horses like a frenzy, Qinglong's figure also seemed small, but in the eyes of the warriors behind him, this figure was as majestic as a mountain.

Because the opponent is Qinglong, the guardian god of Yanhuang. Compared with Li Ang, a rising star, Qinglong, as the veteran top powerhouse of Yanhuang, although he did not take action in the previous annihilation of the Corpse King, as long as the opponent is there, then Yanhuang will He has not yet fallen into a truly desperate situation, but now with the arrival of the other party, he is standing here like a needle that fixes the sea.

"kill!!!"

However, the fighting spirit of those terracotta warriors and horses who came in was even higher. They only wanted to defeat all the enemies in front of them, so Qinglong was naturally among them. Since this guy was looking for death, let him die in the most tragic way.

One of the warriors at the front rode a tall horse and stomped hard with his front hooves.

This step was so fierce that it even made a sonic boom sound. Even Qinglong's long curly dark green hair couldn't help but blow back, directly revealing Qinglong's stern face. Faced with this attack, Qinglong did not retreat but advanced, took a step forward and punched out.

"Tiantian Fist!"

I saw Qinglong clenching his fists and leaning back slightly. His movements seemed slow, like a tightened bow string, but in fact they were terrifying and very fast. It just caused a visual difference and it looked like he was standing still. The same, in fact, all attacks are launched in an instant.

As Qinglong punched out, he immediately hit the horse that was stepping toward him. The huge spiral energy directly connected the horse and the warriors on the horse and strangled them into pieces. Not only that, a spiraling cyan shock wave was sent all the way. Spreading out in a mighty way, all the terracotta warriors and horses passed along the way were penetrated until the end of sight.

You must know that this blow was Qinglong's use of the strength of the three hairpins of the Nine Dragons. Such a powerful blow directly knocked out one-fifth of the frenzy of soldiers and horses in front of him.

"This, so strong?!"

The warriors behind were completely dumbfounded.

Although they knew that Qinglong was powerful and had been prepared, it was not until Qinglong broke out that they truly realized that as a patron saint, it really could no longer be measured by common sense. This was really a method comparable to that of a god. , this frenzy of blood was already on the verge of collapse.

Qinglong remained unmoved, but raised his head to look at the sky. In the rain of blood, a golden figure tore through the void and disappeared from the sky, and the direction of this figure was Xi'an City.

That's where another part of the terracotta warriors and horses rushed past.

Qinglong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He recognized this golden figure at a glance. It was Li Ang who had arrived.

As long as Li Ang rushed over, he would definitely be able to clean up the final situation.

After a moment's pause, the terracotta warriors and horses from behind surged up again. These guys were completely unafraid of death, because they themselves were following the will of the Corpse King Long You, so to a certain extent, they could be regarded as clones of Long You. , even if Qinglong showed such strong combat power, even a true heaven-level expert should be scared to the point of weakening his legs at this moment, but these terracotta warriors and horses have no fear at all, and they are charging forward one by one without fear of death.

Such a force can completely compete with an army several times their size, and they must be the ones who will win in the end. But now they are facing the Qinglong, the real patron saint of Yanhuang.

"Hammer Dragon!"

Qinglong let out a deep shout, and immediately gathered his internal energy towards his fists, and when he kept punching, what he bombarded were blue long spears.

Although the power of these spears is not as powerful as the previous Tongtian Fist, they are more successful because of their large numbers and wider attack area. The damage caused is actually more fierce than before.

All of a sudden, the blood-colored frenzied people turned their backs on their backs, and the scene was dozens or hundreds of times more violent than the previous bombardment with shells.

……

At this moment, on a bridge in Xi'an City, there are crowds of people here.

Many old, young, women and children were crossing the bridge nervously, behind them were countless men who were concerned about their relatives. They did not cross the bridge, but stopped to watch from a distance, while being wary of sudden changes in their surroundings.

Not long ago, the government issued a message telling everyone to leave quickly. Except for some trails, the bridge is now the only avenue leading to the outer city. However, there are so many people and vehicles piled up here that they are completely blocked on the bridge, and the crowds are getting bigger and bigger. The more, there is even a feeling that you can't see the edge at a glance.

Fortunately, after witnessing the disaster in City H with their own eyes, each city has also held many disaster drills, so that the people can react calmly in the event of a sudden disaster, and Xi'an City has also conducted several drills, It can be said that they performed relatively well, but this crisis was too sudden and too serious, but the response of those people was very timely.

But in the end, most of the people were forced to block the bridge and saw that they could not leave in time. Fortunately, at the critical moment, the men of Xi'an City stood up and allowed the old, young, women and children to cross the bridge first. Although some men panicked at the time, in the end they still They chose to let the old, young, women and children go first, so the current scene occurred.

But soon there was a roaring sound behind them, like thunder rolling along the ground. The people at the back turned their heads to look, and suddenly trembled and exclaimed.

"Not good! It's the monsters...huh? Terracotta Warriors?! How could it be them!!"

Many people in Xi'an were confused.

Because many people have lived here for many years, naturally they have seen the terracotta warriors and horses, but it is precisely because they are used to seeing these things, it is the first time they have seen the terracotta warriors and horses alive, and the breath is so terrifying, it looks more like they have never seen it. Back from hell.

"Whether he is a terracotta warrior or not, even if he is, do you think this thing will stand still like a clay sculpture? He will only come and chop us."

"That's right, we can't wait any longer. Old, young, women and children continue to walk along the bridge. All the strong men must gather together and fight these guys. We must not let them get here!"

"Yeah! Fighting with them, my wife and children are still on the bridge?!"

"My wife is also on the bridge. Oh, by the way, her dentures were stuck in my pocket. Oh, forget it for now. I have to fight these monsters today!"

An old man was carrying a hoe, and rushed out with small steps.

Seeing this, the other men were even more stimulated, and rushed towards the bloody torrent one by one.

Although they knew that rushing over in this way was tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg, and many people were really afraid of death, shaking their whole bodies, and their calves were spinning, but at this time it seemed that they really had no choice. If they really let those old, young, women and children get on top, they would He might even be so ashamed that he commits suicide, and since it seems like he can't escape, he might as well fight for it.

Rumble!
Just as the men were clenching their fists and rushing over with roars, a golden figure suddenly landed in front of them, stuck between them.

"Damn it, who is so fierce!"

"It's Li Ang! It's our Yanhuang hero!!!"

"Ahhh! It's him, it's him, it's him!!!"

Everyone present was excited, they didn't expect that at such a desperate moment, Li Ang would fall from the sky, they wept with joy, shouting Li Ang's name wildly.

"Don't be afraid, you are safe, men, you are very brave, but now you can go back to take care of your wives, children and family members, and leave the rest to me."

Li Ang said something to everyone with a face full of relief.

Turning around, facing the rush of blood, that face has become extremely stern, and the killing intent in his heart is like a storm.

(End of this chapter)