Cross To Be The Emperor

　　 "Kill! For his wife and children, for Liuwu Town, for Your Majesty!"

　　 Old Iron roared, and the sword in his hand chopped off the head of an enemy warrior, and the small army formation suddenly became a mess.

Roar!

　　 There was a tiger roar not far away.

　　 A fifth-level warlord of the enemy came from the sky riding a flying giant tiger.

　　 He is not an opponent of Lao Tie. Lao Tie is a seventh-level martial king, belonging to the category of high-level martial kings, but he is only an intermediate martial king.

　　 But he is more than one person.

　　 The flying tiger under the crotch also has a third-level martial arts master.

　　 Flying Tiger Sect raises flying giant tigers. Once the sect insider cultivates to King Wu, he can receive a flying giant tiger as a profound spirit. For powerhouses of the same level, Feihu Zongmen have flying giant tigers to help out, and generally speaking, it will be all right.

　　 At this moment, Lao Tie is in the army below, looking for new targets.

　　 In a battlefield like this, he hadn't noticed that the fifth-level Martial King had already quietly approached.

　　 After a while, one person walked behind Lao Tie.

　　 Feihu's snow-white wings hulled, and a wind blade fell from the top to the shoulder of this old iron, and blood shot out.

　　 "Old iron!"

　　 Niu Dingtian yelled, and he saw this scene not far from Lao Tie.

　　 The long knife in his hand swung towards the void, and the sword aura volleyed into the air, cutting off the wings of the flying tiger in the sky. Suddenly, the enemy King Wu and Feihu fell down at the same time.

　　 "Kill, let's go together!"

　　 Niu Dingtian flew towards the sky, with sword energy.

　　 The injured Lao Tie's eyes were flushed, not only without a trace of fear, but also with fierce hair.

　　 One of the two attacked the flying tiger that had lost its wings, and the other attacked the enemy Martial King who had fallen at the same time.

　　 Niu Dingtian traversed with a long sword, and first achieved the result, beheading the head of the king of war.

　　 "I told you to attack Lao Tzu!"

　　 Lao Tie also let out a muffled snort, cut it out with a knife, and cut the flying tiger in half.

　　 The strength of the two is much higher than this one, Yihu, killing them is expected, but at this moment they are not happy at all.

　　 Two more enemy fighters flew in the sky.

　　 Every one is a high-level martial king, and the flying giant tigers under their crotch are also high-level martial kings.

　　 "Old iron, are you afraid?"

　　 "Don't be afraid!"

　　 "Regret it?"

"not regret!"

　　 Niu Dingtian and Lao Tie looked at each other, back to back, and yelled at the same time: "Kill!"

kill!

　　 The sword is flying out, the sword is unparalleled!

　　 Both are both masters with swords, and at this moment they unanimously chose the wings of the giant sky tiger as the target of attack.

In the sky.

　　 Feihu’s wind blade and Feihu Zongmen’s sword energy fell at the same time, and the number was as large as it was raining.

　　 is still the kind of storm!

　　 The opponent is not weak either, it is also a high-ranking king of war, four-on-two, the enemy is still flying in the sky, condescending, and has a geographical advantage.

　　 I can't imagine this picture, it's horrible.

　　 The sword qi of the two was instantly dissipated, and the old iron was weak. First, I was cut off by Jian Qi-the hand holding the sword!

　　 "Old iron!"

　　 "I lost the knife, you go first, the one who can go is the one!"

　　 "Don't go!"

　　 Niu Dingtian picked up the old iron and waved his sword frantically. He even gave up his protection and used his body to block the sword aura and wind blade attacks in the sky for the old iron.

　　 But these sword auras and wind blades are too much.

　　 The two of them couldn't resist before, and now Niu Dingtian was even more alone, and he was about to fall when he saw the enemy's attack.

　　 Niu Dingtian is desperate.

　　 suddenly...

　　 There was a little hope in his eyes. He saw a blood-red color ignited in half of the sky.

　　 is dragon's breath!

　　 This color is the breath of the emperor dragon.

　　 is Li Hengxuan stepping on the emperor dragon, this blood-red dragon's breath is the last funeral of the enemy. In the sky, the two enemy Martial Kings and the giant tigers under their hips were immediately burned to ashes by the dragon's breath.

　　 Li Hengxuan rode down.

　　 fell beside the two of them, Lao Tie’s right arm was gone, and most of his body was stained red with blood.

　　 Lao Tie said sadly: "Your Majesty, we are useless, we are causing you trouble!"

　　 "This pill, take it!"

　　 Li Hengxuan immediately threw a Dragon Blood Promoting Muscle Pill and toss it on the arm of the old iron. Then he said: "Where is Xiaoyun?"

　　 Niu Dingtian pointed towards the commanding height on one side, and said in a deep voice, "I saw her going to the mountain peak over there!"

"protect yourself!"

　　 Li Hengxuan gave a deep drink, and stepped on the **** dragon again, turning into a golden light and flew out.

　　 "Oh! We can't help your Majesty, but you still have to come to save us!"

　　Old Tie sighed deeply, swallowed the Dragon Blood Promoting Muscle Pill, and his complexion suddenly shook. He felt a numbness at the broken arm of his shoulder. He saw flesh and blood squirming, and a new arm was born at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"This!"

　　 Old Tie was shocked, his face was incredible.

　　 "Don't say it, kill, kill a few more enemies, in order to repay your majesty's great grace!" Niu Dingtian looked solemnly, and rushed out again with a long knife.

　　 Their goal is very simple, the same as Li Hengxuan thought.

　　 Kill, kill as many enemy martial artist-level squad leaders as possible. Let the enemy's orders not be issued, so that they can't form a military formation!

　　 Since you can't turn your team into a master of all battles!

　　 Then turn the enemy's team into a mob. Everyone is a mob, and there is no one who has an advantage over another.

　　 Li Hengxuan turned into a golden light, and flew towards the front mountain.

　　 The strong of his own side, while killing the enemy's lower-level officers, the strong of the enemy is also killing his own people. The only difference is that Li Hengxuan's team itself is a rabble, whether there are these lower-level officers, in fact, the difference is not too big.

　　 Boom!

　　 Suddenly a flame fell in the sky, getting closer and closer to Li Hengxuan, it was the commander of the enemy army!

　　 He was not an attack on Li Hengxuan, but was shot down from the air by Xiang Yu, and fell together with the flying giant tiger under his crotch.

　　 Um...

　　 should not be called Flying Giant Tiger at this moment.

　　 Because of this big tiger, Xiang Yusheng had his wings cut off.

　　 "I like picking dead fish the most, although there is no dragon spirit reward!" Li Hengxuan laughed and shouted: "Scrap dragon, let's go!"

　　 Fight together!

Li Hengxuan and the Emperor Long turned into blood-colored golden glow and rushed forward~www.ltnovel.com~ The enemy commander was already burning with flames, his eyes filled with a breath of death, and he was about to be unable to live. How long. Now Li Hengxuan, the man and dragon with Wuzong's peak attack power, slashed together, instantly separating his head from his body.

　　 The system kill prompt came, and as expected, there was no dragon spirit reward.

　　 But Li Hengxuan is happy!

　　 Above the high-level combat power, Li Hengxuan did not lose to them, a Xiang Yu, with Wu Qi on his feet, if given him time, it would be enough to challenge all of these people!

　　 His only concern is the mob below.

　　 Also, mid-level combat power.

　　 In terms of mid-level combat effectiveness, the people he brought are far inferior to the rebels like Feihuzong. Neither King Wu nor Wu Zun had the same number as the enemy.

　　 And every Wu Wang of the opponent, every Wu Zun has a flying giant tiger to help. If he hadn't suddenly appeared just now and saved Niu Dingtian and Lao Tie, they would definitely not survive.

　　 But the battlefield is too big after all, he can't cover everything.

　　 More people, those who he has no time to rescue, can only die in this battlefield. This is the cruelty of war! Li Hengxuan brought these people here just to let them experience the cruelty of this kind of war.

　　 This is just a small battle of 100,000 people.

　　 In the future, there will be millions of people, tens of millions of people in the scale of the battle, if this point can not adapt, how can we talk about fighting in Kyushu?

"Ok!"

　　 Li Hengxuan frowned, his anger suddenly grew!

　　 He saw Wei Yun bend the bow and pull the arrow ahead, all blue lights flying out like stars.

　　 There is a fourth-level martial artist riding a flying giant tiger, flashing in the sky, avoiding these blue lights.

　　 was full of murderous intent, and rushed towards her!