127. The gods and demons of the world

The air swallows mountains and rivers as fierce as a tiger, and the sword points to the world like a rainbow!

Boom!

The shocking gunfire rang out, and Zhao Ma and the blue-eyed essence gold beast under his crotch swept in, and the churning internal energy was like a fireball falling from the sky, and it came like lightning.

Hiss~

The scorching and terrifying heat, at this moment, burned the surrounding flowers and trees.

"Holy Lord, be careful!"

Ma Ping couldn't help but exclaim.

Although he is also a master of internal strength, Zhao Ma, who attacked jointly with the blue-eyed essence golden beast, is much stronger than Liuyun. Every move is like a true immortal destroying heaven and earth, and a random blow is enough to kill them. Such a terrifying strength made all the Black Flag Army feel a chill in their hearts.

"With the help of the power of demon beasts, this kid is able to exert such power. I'm afraid that in our Black Flag Army, it will not be a problem to kill seven in and seven out!"

Everyone thought secretly in their hearts, and couldn't help but gasp.

With such a strong Ma Ping, can Yang Mucheng resist?

Just as the fire-tipped spear stabbed in front of Yang Mucheng, Yang Mucheng moved.

With a movement of his wrist, he blasted out eighteen swords on the spot, and at this moment, within a radius of tens of meters, they were all shrouded in infinite sword light, and the sword light like lightning swept towards Zhao Ma and the blue-eyed essence gold beast!

The swordsmanship in the middle stage of the horizontal refining was so fast, in the blink of an eye, eighteen rays of light pierced in front of Zhao Ma's body, directly blasting into the key points around him.

"Little emperor, still dying......"

Zhao Ma grinned, his eyes extremely calm.

In the next moment, the fire-tipped spear in his hand was already bursting out.

Ding, Ding, Ding! Ding!

Swords and guns collide, sparks splash.

In the eyes of many soldiers, the sword light, which was almost unavoidable, was completely resisted by Zhao Ma in an instant.

"Die!"

Zhao Ma's eyes were cold, and the whole person and the fire-tipped spear in his hand were almost connected in a straight line, only listening to the sound of 'ding', he actually stopped Yang Mucheng's offensive alive. After the sword light dissipated, the tip of the spear in Zhao Ma's hand was already against Yang Mucheng's sword.

"Good!"

Far from the rear, the commander of the three armies couldn't help but applaud when he saw this scene.

"Although Zhao Ma's strength is mediocre, he coexists with demon beasts, and with the help of demon beasts, he can exert several times his strength. Coupled with the blue-eyed Essence Gold Beast under his crotch, anyone who fights against him is like facing a sandwich attack from two horizontal refining powerhouses!"

"This battle, that little emperor can't support it for too long!"

Wanyan Honglie raised the corners of his mouth, as if he was just around the corner.

"The general is invincible! the general is invincible!"

When the cavalry saw that Zhao Ma had intercepted Yang Mucheng's attack, their morale soared for a while, and they all raised their arms and shouted. As long as this little emperor is killed, they will be able to run rampant in the Great Qianguo in the future!

"To be able to hold it up in my hands for so long, you really have two hits. ”

"It's going to be over soon, though!"

"If you can die under my 'guns', you will be blinded by death!"

Zhao Ma stared at Yang Mucheng and smiled coldly.

Boom!

Zhao Ma's right hand shook, and the fire-tipped spear swept in.

The internal energy surged, and in an instant, under his stroke, a ripple visible to the naked eye was formed, like a tide slapping towards Yang Mucheng.

"It's not good, save the saint!"

At this moment, Ma Ping's complexion changed abruptly.

As soon as he shouted, the Black Flag Army shot an overwhelming rain of arrows, and the dense rain of arrows crashed towards the ripples, trying to stop Zhao Ma's terrible move.

But!

The gun is like a tide of martial arts, and it is also a trick used by soldiers on the battlefield, and it is extraordinary.

Although Zhao Ma had not yet cultivated this move to the greatest level, the power was still irresistible. Hearing only the sound of 'tearing', the rain of arrows like locusts was swept away by this shot in an instant. Wherever the gun passed, there was no grass, and even a boulder more than ten meters high on the plain was torn into powder.

After Yan Honglie hugged his fists, he couldn't help laughing anymore after seeing Zhao Ma use the 'gun tide'.

"This right general Zhao Ma is really an anxious man. I also want to see the gesture of the little emperor kneeling and begging for mercy, he killed the little emperor so early, and then it will be boring!"

"Pass my order, wait for Yang Mucheng to die, and the whole army will attack!"

"Annihilate the Black Flag Army!"

Just when the battlefields on both sides were watching the two fight, when Zhao Ma's waves of guns rushed towards Yang Mucheng, Yang Mucheng was still extremely calm.

He smiled faintly, and the stainless steel long sword in his hand swung slowly!

Boom!

On the sword body, the lingering internal strength suddenly skyrocketed, and the originally bright sword body turned extremely blue at this moment. Between heaven and earth, there was even a faint sound of dragon roaring.

"This is the Yellow Rank Lower Grade Martial Arts?"

Zhao Ma was stunned.

Before he came back to his senses, he saw that behind Yang Mucheng, a round of golden sun and a round of silver moon rose at the same time. The sun and the moon meet, the light is shrouded, Yang Mucheng at this moment is like a demon god holding the sun and the moon!

"This is the Xiliang Sun Moon Peak Sword!"

Wanyan Honglie's pupils tightened, and he shouted that it was not good.

Zhao Ma was even more chilled in his heart.

Before he could react, he saw Yang Mucheng in his palm and the sun and moon in his hand, and slashed down with a sword. This sword, like a volley of the gods and demons of the world, a twenty-four-meter-long sword in the void slashed down. The ripples like a tide were torn apart in an instant under the power of this sword, like papier-mΓ’chΓ©.

The sword light remained unabated, and slashed towards Zhao Ma fiercely.

A trace of fear flashed in Zhao Ma's eyes, and he only had time to raise the fire-tipped spear in front of him, and then he ate this Xiliang Sun Moon Peak Sword raw!

"Click!"

A crisp sound!

The fire-tipped spear broke in response, and the sword light slashed directly at his body, and under countless pairs of shocking gazes, the right general Zhao Ma was killed by a sword. The severed corpse split in half and fell to the ground, blood splattering like rain.

"Roar!"

Even the high-grade demon beast blue-eyed essence gold beast under Zhao Ma's crotch was torn apart under this sword.

At this moment, the 120,000-strong army of Ertai was silent.

A sword mark tens of meters long appeared in front of everyone. This sword mark is about half a meter wide and half a zhang deep. From Yang Mucheng's feet, it spread all the way. The whole earth seemed to be split open by his sword!

Herod~

The Ertai cavalry, which was still imposing before, suddenly lost their morale. The horses were frightened, and the cavalry had no fighting spirit. The power of this sword is like that of the gods and demons of the world. Even Zhao Ma, the right general who won a hundred battles, was not Yang Mucheng's enemy with a sword, so many of them rushed over, and they were not sent to death?

The defeat was like a mountain.

The scattered cavalry threw away their armor and fled. Some cavalrymen even accidentally fell off their horses and were trampled to death by their own horses.

"Kill!"

Yang Mucheng raised his sword high and drank in a deep voice.

Of the 20,000 cavalry who rushed in, less than 1,000 returned alive to the three armies.

First meeting......

Ertai is almost completely defeated!