Fatal Concubine

120 The Finale 6
Before Feng Ruoye could speak, the ear-splitting sound of war drums rang out, the momentum was magnificent, and the sound carried an incomparably powerful shock.

Nangong Yufeng Ruoye looked at Feng Zhantian's rear, and saw an astonishing army slowly approaching, the leader of which was Sima Yuntian, the general of Izumo Kingdom.The sound of war drums sounded like rushing thunder, and behind Sima Yuntian was a dense mass of darkness, at least 50 troops.

The arrival of Sima Yuntian brought a smile to Feng Zhantian's furious face again, well done, well done, it's no loss that it's General Sima.

"Prince, the emperor passed away, Izumo has settled everything, this world belongs to the prince." Sima Yuntian respectfully said to Feng Zhantian.

"Okay, okay, okay." Feng Zhantian said three good words in a row. The current power gap is so great that he can't believe that he can't take down the Daxing Imperial City today. Father, don't blame your son for being too vicious, it's just that you are too Eccentric, I'm just taking back what I deserve.

Now that Daxing has been recovered, he is the monarch of the two countries, who dare not submit to his feet.

"Father died? Feng Zhantian, you are so brave, you actually killed your father and usurped the throne." Feng Ruoye listened to Sima Yuntian's word for word, and his eyes were blood red.

In such a situation, can he still persuade so many troops to retreat?That was wishful thinking.

"Oh, Feng Ruoye, you don't have the right to say anything about me right now. Let's take a closer look at yourself. The two countries are fighting to help the enemy country. What kind of prince are you? What kind of Izumo countryman are you? You are a traitor. Today I will fight for you." I will kill you first." Feng Zhantian was extremely disgusted, and all the sharp edges that had been hidden for more than ten years were suddenly exposed, so there was no taboo.

Now who is he afraid of, this Izumo belongs to him, and he is now the emperor of Izumo.

Feng Ruoye's cold murderous aura spread, he didn't want to fight with people from his own country, but now...

He had no choice, really no choice...

"Huh." A clear and cold snort sounded amidst the galloping drums. Chasing the wild looked at Feng Zhantian, who was showing off his might, and glanced lightly at the black army. It has to be said that there is a big difference between the two sides.

Life and death in this battle were not expected. If so, then let go of your hands and feet and kill him happily. Even if it is death, it is worthwhile to have such a large army buried with you.

"Kill." A cold and loud voice sounded, and the 10,000+ people in the fight became even more crazy. Feng Zhantian's 10 people moved and rushed into the battle like a Shura field.

Chasing wild Lingnan Gongyu and his party also flew into the battle of the army, such a strong murderous aura, like a gust of wind, permeated the entire outside of the imperial city.

The scorching sun rose slowly, and the dazzling light pierced people's eyes.

The wind moves, the clouds move.

The scorching sun shines on this crazy moment.

The frenzied wind blows dust all over the place!

Millions of people were fighting, and the shouts of killing almost shook the sky in an instant.

Fighting, everyone only sees killing the enemy, blood splatters, either you die or I live.

Zhu Yeling and Yun Niang were the only two women in this scene. At this time, the killing started, and Yun Niang rushed into the battlefield with a fierce force, and the killer was merciless.

Chasing the wild spirit was even more crazy, his half-opened and half-closed eyes suddenly shone brightly, and the long sword pointed at the ground was raised instantly, as fast as lightning.

One sword and one person is like cutting a carrot, everything is just a face-to-face meeting.

Seeing this, the attacking people around him had not had time to flash the shock in their eyes, and the Chasing Wild Spirit in front of them had disappeared.

On such an occasion, how could it be allowed to find someone and be shocked. Before a few people could react, the sharp swords of other people behind them had already arrived.

The spirit of the wild has already penetrated into the battle circle.

This kind of fight is indeed more powerful than the destruction of the eighteen sects. This is a truly powerful fight at this time, and this is the real blood.

Zhu Yeling's figure flashed continuously, like a fish swimming in the massacre, passing by at high speed, no one survived where he passed.

Nangong Yutiexue's face was covered with a powerful air-conditioning that had never been seen before, and his attack was even stronger than Chasing Wild Spirit.

Seeing this, Feng Zhantian on horseback didn't move, because he believed that they would win.

The more than 2000 people who chased wild spirits are all masters. Is it child's play to fight against masters? Soldiers of the deadly enemy country.

When the Izumo soldiers fell one after another, more than 2000 killers fought among the enemy, and they had a great time killing.

Bright blood splattered on the ground, flying in the air, the whole ground was rendered blood red, the ground was full of corpses, and the black mass of people fighting could hardly see the end. The word hell is not enough to describe the horror.

Under the bright sun, Zhu Yeling's white clothes were filled with blood, and his indifferent eyes were suddenly so cold that no one dared to look directly at them!
The rising dust mixed with the din of people, and the strong murderous aura came immediately with overwhelming blood!

"Whoever doesn't make it to the end is a coward." Chasing Ye Ling Tie Xue's face showed a fierce look, and shouted at the crowd in the fighting.

"Yes!" The soldiers of the Izumo Kingdom and the killers of Fumono did not forget to reply loudly during the fight. The voice was even louder than the million-strong army that occupied the sky. This is the momentum.

The thousand-year-old sword in Zhu Yeling's hand is red, and the hilt is constantly trembling, which means excitement. It understands the master's mood, and it can't wait to kill more people, so that the master knows that it is useful. Very sharp!

Feeling the excitement of the ancient sword, Zhu Yeling held the ancient sword tightly, with a ferocious smile on his lips, "Don't worry, the real fight has just begun, and it will make people happy!"

"Ah..." The screams kept coming to mind, the ground was bloody, and everyone's eyes were red!
The fighting became more and more fierce, and Zhu Yeling swung the long sword in his hand, which carried an absolute murderous aura of death, and that aura was absolutely destructive!
No one can control everything about her, no one can kill her vigor, no one can compete with her, she changes in the killing, and she grows in the killing.

The soldiers of the Izumo Kingdom couldn't resist such murderous intent, such revenge, such skill, and the moment they were shocked, death was already approaching them.

With a ferocious murderous aura, she is no longer the Shura of hell. At this moment, on the battlefield where millions of people are fighting, she is the god of death, the supreme commander in charge of death.

The scorching sun had once changed its color.

In the sky, dark clouds shrouded the sky, and a strong smell of blood rose to midair.

A chilling aura swirled the situation overwhelmingly.

"Boom." A thunderstorm came suddenly, and a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, reflecting the people fighting below.

Time passes by every minute and every second, and the number of dead people is increasing all the time.

Feng Zhantian, who was originally calm, looked at the fighting field, his face changed color, his eyes widened in horror, and he looked at Chasing Wild Spirit in disbelief.

Her sky-high murderous aura made the whole battlefield feel gloomy, the coldness pierced to the bone marrow, and her subordinates were too tough.

Their men and horses in the battlefield are getting fewer and fewer, but the men and horses chasing wild spirits have not seen a single person missing. This...

Are they human?

"Prince, the situation is good if this continues." Sima Yuntian's eyes were completely horrified. He had never seen such a powerful army, and he had never seen such a bloodthirsty fight. If the fight continues like this, even if the number of them is five times larger than them. , so what, almost all of their troops are equal to one hundred.

One to one hundred?Wrong, this idea is wrong, Zhu Yeling's subordinates all survived life and death, enough to be worth a thousand!

"What are you panicking about? The outcome is not yet decided." Feng Zhantian suppressed his inner anxiety. Can his team really be inferior to their 10,000+ team?
(End of this chapter)