I Have An Impenetrable Fortress

Hui Tianyu and the two turned to look at the old man in black.

I saw the Daming Palace in the center of the city.

The black-clothed old man looked solemn: "To disturb your majesty Qingxiu, the old slave deserves ten thousand deaths."

He turned and looked outside the city.

"Your Majesty, please wait a moment, the old slave will solve these ants."

"No need."

In the Daming Palace, a misty and majestic voice sounded.

The tone is calm and unwavering, the volume is not loud, but it reverberates from the bottom of my heart.

The two of Hui Tianyu were taken aback again, at a loss.

The old man in black stood in place with his hands all respectful and respectful: "Please follow your majesty's oracle."

Hui Tianyu and the two were stunned to discover that the old man in black, who gave a deep sense of unfathomable feeling, seemed to be showing fear and fear at this time.

The black-clothed old man did not move, and the situation outside the city became more and more critical.

Du Kun attracted the morale and murderous spirit of the Wanjun, and his fists were shocking.

With every punch, there is a faint illusory scene floating, showing the terrifying atmosphere of thousands of troops charging together.

The illusory military formations attacked together, spears and crossbows came out, and the blood mist scattered in the midair of the old blood shadow was suddenly shattered and smashed.

In the Eastern Tang Dynasty, the battlefield martial arts and martial art, which was founded in the past years, was unfolded by Du Kun, with a solid foundation and strong changes.

Driven by him, the morale of the Eastern Tang army has also increased.

Even if the city of Chang'an is majestic ahead, the soldiers of the Tang army are fearless and full of fearless belief in victory.

"You and your party will perish."

The Xuanwu General Du Kun's face was as cold as a rock, his gaze crossed the old blood-shadow demon, and looked towards the distant Xiongcheng:

"This city will pay tribute to my son, all the anti-thief inside and outside the city are all the merits of my Datang soldiers!"

Tang Jun shouted in unison, and even began to ignore the people fleeing outside the city and set off toward Chang'an City.

Du Kun punched again, like a mighty army.

The illusory army and the real Tang army soldiers seemed to merge into one at this moment.

The scorching masculine blood energy was like a sea of ​​fire, and the phantom of the blood phoenix formed by the incarnation of the old blood shadow demon hardly dared to approach it.

As soon as he got closer, he would smoke and be ignited.

Above the city of Chang'an, the big man named Wenhu and Hui Tianyu were both anxious.

When he was at a loss, Wenhu's figure suddenly rose.

The next moment, he turned into a golden light and flew out of the city like a cannonball.

The golden light cluster blasted towards Du Kun like a meteorite hitting the ground!

Amid the deafening crash, a figure flew backwards in the air.

It was Du Kun, the commander of the Tang army!

The Tang Jun charging below had no time to react, and was still approaching Chang'an City.

After a while, everyone slowed down, first confused, then shocked, and finally in an uproar.

Everyone waited in full battle, while guarding to fly out of this golden city of Chang'an, while pointing their spears in the air.

There, Jin Guang stopped in the air after retreating Du Kun, Wenhu's tall figure reappeared.

It's just that his own expression is also full of confusion and consternation.

Du Kun narrowed his eyes.

Old Blood Shadow also showed a look of surprise.

Those who came, they knew, were the young warriors who had led the refugees to break through.

It can be seen that the other party deliberately concealed the origin of the teacher and inherited so as to hide part of the strength, but its true level is by no means so smart.

What made him reborn?

In the old blood shadow demon's mind, a figure immediately appeared.

Du Kun's gaze also crossed the big man and looked towards Chang'an City.

"Is that your response? Use this kid as a puppet? Stupid and arrogant."

He raised his hand, clenched his fist with five fingers, and struck forward.

The masculine blood has once again condensed thousands of troops.

But this time, the illusory army suddenly began to change formations, unfolding layer by layer, like a tiger howling mountain.

Thousand Army Killing Fist evolves into Tiger Howl Array, and the murderous aura is taken to a higher level.

At the same time Du Kun gave the order, his lieutenant and the lieutenants of the battalions immediately took action and commanded the army to change.

The whole team is neat and uniform, cooperating with Du Kun, the commander in chief, as one.

"Hiding behind your back and pretending to be a ghost, watch me catch you out!"

Du Kun waved his hand first, intending to sweep away the enemy blocking the road in front of him, and then went straight to Chang'an City.

To capture the thief, first capture the king...

His thoughts had just turned halfway, and suddenly he got stuck.

Because he waved his hand, he couldn't sweep away Wenhu in front of him.

As soon as the opponent raised his hand, he lightly blocked his blow, and his tall body stood firmly in the air, motionless.

On the contrary, Du Kun was shocked and his body was numb, and his figure fell back again.

The momentum toward Chang'an City was also directly strangled to death in the bud.

Wenhu was more shocked than Du Kun.

At this moment, he felt that his body no longer belonged to him.

The tall man watched as he raised his hand to make a fist, as if watching other people's movements.

Then, he watched as he punched straight.

This fist penetrated through the illusory army, like a punch through a painting.

The air of soldiers and horses formed by the condensation of Du Kun's qi and blood, at this time, was like a reflection in the water, raising ripples and shaking constantly.

After Wenhu's fist passed, a fierce wind turned into a storm, sweeping Du Kun's soldiers and horses.

His fist collided with Du Kun's fist head-on.

Du Kun's pupils shrank suddenly.

The right fist hit by himself, a chain of fractures, was instantly bloody.

Before he even had time to feel the pain, the opponent's fist moved on and hit his chest.

Du Kun almost subconsciously raised his other hand to block his chest.

But it's totally useless.

The next moment, he flew out in midair.

Wen Hu who punched him was also taken aback.

The Tang army below shouted loudly, including many martial arts fighters of the basalt army, all stretched their bows and crossbows together, aiming at Wenhu above.

A series of stormy arrows flew towards Wenhu.

Wen Hu was about to dodge, but his body kept calling.

He was dumbfounded and watched himself making a series of punches.

Each punch was like a thunder, exploding the space in front of him.

A series of thunders blasted all the violent storms and arrows.

When everyone looked in horror, they saw Wen Hu behind, there seemed to be a taller body looming, just like a god.

Over the distant Chang'an City, it seemed as if an identical figure was suspended, covering the world.

Under the shadow of the gods, the people who had fled desperately like frightened prey, suddenly all glowed.

Everyone suddenly counterattacked and killed Tang Jun.

The situation of both parties reversed instantly.

Tang Jun didn't expect that the hungry people who were panicked and weak and had no combat power at this moment turned out to be more fierce than those basalt warriors, and were instantly killed.

They wanted to stabilize their position and fight back, but saw that the people of the original advanced city, at this time, all rushed out of Chang'an city and launched a countercharge.

These people seemed to have guards of gods and Buddhas, ignoring the rain of arrows, and rushed into the Tang army formation.

Many people are at a loss, even with fear of the army on their faces.

But then, they watched the iron-clad butcher who had just hunted down, and couldn't hurt them anymore.

Seeing that the opponent was knocked down and killed by the ragged and thin self.

Looking at the previous death **** evil star, this moment was panicked.

The mentality of the refugees has changed.

Their hatred and anger began to emerge.

Their eyes were full of excitement.

The first person chanted first:

"Changan!"

So someone chanted one after another.

"Changan! Changan!"

In the end, all the voices gathered together, and the torrent of the crowd smashed the Eastern Tang army formation in the voice.

What made Tang's morale collapse even more was their former pillar.

In the air, Wenhu swept the arrow rain.

Then before he decided what to do next, he found that he had already hit Du Kun with a second punch, knocking the opponent to the ground.

In Chang'an City, in the Daming Palace, Zhang Dongyun himself leaned back in his chair calmly.

With one hand on the armrest of the seat, he supported his chin.

Raise the other hand, extend his index finger, and volley down lightly.

In mid-air outside the city, Wen Hu himself, with a look of shock, dived quickly to catch up with Du Kun who was falling.

Then, under Du Kun's unbelievable gaze, Wen Hu's feet slammed on his chest.

Step on him to the ground.

Smash the ground into a huge hole!