Chapter 1504 A Song Swings a Thousand Troops

Looking ahead, the Yuan army is still converging and gathering towards the northern battlefield, and more and more strong Yuan army are rising into the air, and sharp arrows roar towards the northern coalition army!

Watch your own side, every moment there are soldiers or righteous men falling, wounded, or killed!

Looking at the three directions from afar, the blood and qi were permeated, and countless throwing stones, giant crossbows, etc. pierced the sky, frantically bombarding the formations, buildings and so on in the Yuan army and the barracks. However, more than that, it was blood......

The lives of countless coalition troops are spread all over the world, making the blood pervasive and the sky stained with blood!

In such a large-scale and high-end battle, as strong as Lihuang Wuxin, personal strength will not play a role, even individual scattered immortals will not play much role, and it is difficult to affect the overall situation!

Even the god of war Lu Bu is also left and right, scarred, and bloodstained, but the more he fights, the more fierce he becomes, the more crazy he looks, but the more he is injured in the more he fights, this is the advantages and disadvantages of the "War Heaven Demon Codex"!

Deciding to hold on or evacuate is the most important thing to do from Emperor Wuxin, and it is also the most impactful thing!

"Zhao Da hypocrite, Lao Tzu has taken the first step, Sword City will rely on you for support!"

When the fierce contradiction struggle was going on in Wu Xin, an old man with three arrows in his body and a blood-stained body shouted and pounced on the Yuan army, and condensed the Heavenly Sword Technique of more than 100 zhang in size......

"Boom ......"

As soon as the Heavenly Sword Law Phase appeared, it suffered a heavy blow, and the old man of the Heavenly Sword Gate didn't even have time to merge that day, and quickly blew himself up......

The majestic vitality swept across a range of hundreds of meters, like a violent storm, shattering countless spells and shaking down more than a hundred Yuan army powerhouses!

The master of the Heavenly Sword Gate, Liu Lu, the great monk of the Merge Realm, blew himself up and fell!

This is still affected by the battle situation, otherwise if the Great Monk of the Merge Realm explodes, the power can radiate at least a kilometer of space!

"Liu Skier?!!"

"Kill!"

Zhao Wei, the sect leader of the Blood Sword Sect with long hair hanging down his chest, elegant and handsome, snow-white temples and half of his blood-stained body, shouted wildly in a complicated tone, and suddenly merged, turning into a hundred-meter blood sword, and slashing towards the enemy army with indomitable movements......

"Boom ......"

The blood-colored storm swept all around, engulfing hundreds of meters of space and shaking down hundreds of Yuan troops who had taken off in the air!

The Sect Master of the Blood Sword Sect, Zhao Wei, the Great Cultivator of the Merge Realm, blew himself up and fell!

The two pillars of Sword City, from when they were young, fought to breed gray hair, from the foundation building realm, fighting to the merging realm, they have always been indistinguishable, but now they have died together on the wasteland battlefield, and they all blew themselves up!

"Brothers, I'm going first......"

A burly man with a face full of flesh and a strong aura, with two fists and big blood holes in his upper body, blood and water gurgling, suddenly shouted, condensed the blood-colored scorpion law phase, and rushed out of the ......

"Boom ......"

The blood scorpion, one of the three murderers of the Eastern Desert, blew itself up and fell!

There was a roar, and more and more coalition powerhouses chose to blow themselves up, choose to die with the enemy, and choose to do their best to kill and injure the enemy.

Although the people who blew themselves up are basically people who have been badly injured and know that there is no hope of survival, they just want to do their last part. However, the self-destructors will be scattered, and with their cultivation strength, they can completely escape, at least they can escape from the primordial spirit, waiting for the opportunity to take away, but they don't have ......

Especially the sword duo and the three murderers of the Eastern Desert, this is the person Wu Xin met when he first arrived at the mouth of the Xiangshan Mountain Range!

At that time, how high-spirited, how passionate and proud, and how majestic they were......

Whether it is good, evil, or evil, when you are on the verge of desperation, you choose to blow yourself up and do your best instead of running away!

"What is the purpose of this decisive battle in Xiangshan? Is it just to annihilate the Yuan army in Yanmen Mansion?"

"No! not ......"

"The Yuan army of Yanmen Mansion is only one of the three armies of the Great Yuan Immortal Dynasty that invaded the south, and it is estimated that there are only eight million people, even if they are all wiped out, is it too much for the Great Yuan Immortal Dynasty?"

"No! It may be considered a heavy casualty, but it will definitely not hurt its vitality or break its muscles and bones! Not to mention the Great Yuan Immortal Dynasty, even the Great Li Dynasty, the Great Wei Empire, the Great Shu Dynasty, and even the five Xiongnu tribes, the Xianbei Six Tribes, etc., will not be ......overturned if they sacrifice eight million troops."

"Why, exactly?"

Seeing that some people on his side kept blowing themselves up and going crazy, even if they died, they would pull an enemy army, Wu Xin kept asking himself.

"Perhaps, all along, I have a kind of outsider mentality towards the Han world, and I have lost a sense of belonging and responsibility......

At this point, the victory of Yanmen Mansion has been decided. However, if it cannot be completely annihilated, if the Yanmen Yuan army is allowed to evacuate smoothly, the alliance of the two clans will still be defeated!

"Zheng, Zheng, Zheng......"

The sound of the piano is breathtaking, the east of the Yuan army barracks, the sound of the piano reverberates, and the blue ocean is surging, making the Yuan army east of the barracks slightly chaotic, making the coalition forces east of the barracks more fierce and fierce!

The eastern battlefield, to which the Great Wu Dynasty belonged......

The piano player, Zhou Yu!

What is the most effective means on the battlefield today?

Of course, it's the army, it's the commander-in-chief, it's the command!

Personally?

Sound wave!

Looking at the thousands of laws in the world, the best way to attack in groups is naturally sound attack......

Wu Xin thought for a moment, and the whole body was blue and white, like jade, and like a bony Canghai Xianqin, which appeared in front of him.

Dijiang talent, "Four Imperial Immortal Classics", Xianqin Martial Soul, Twin Tianyi......

All the means that are useful for sonic power, Wu Xin exerted it with all his brains, with surging killing intent, pressing the strings of the Xianqin with his hands, and playing the ......

"...... Sonor"

The sonorous sound of the piano shook the void, causing the void ripples visible to the naked eye to spread and turn into blue ripples like a wave of the ocean......

"Zheng, Zheng, Zheng......"

The sound of the piano is like a knife, tearing through the chaotic battle situation, clear to the ear, and the sound is like a sword intertwin!

The blue ripples rippled, turning into a blue ocean, and with the infusion of Wu Xinxiu's mana, it continued to expand and expand......

In ten breaths, the blue ocean spread for miles, shattering countless spells, deflecting countless sharp arrows, shaking down countless enemy troops, and shaking the Yuan army in front of them......

"Martial arts world!"

The talent of Tianjiao, which had not been displayed for a long time, suddenly skyrocketed several times, and it skyrocketed to a width of more than ten miles, fan-shaped shrouded and disturbed the vanguard of the Yuan army that broke through, making the Yuan army's formation slightly chaotic!

Bloody battlefield, life and death!

Wu Xin's sonic skills are far superior to those of Zhou Yu, who did not kill any Yuan army on the surface, but disturbed the minds of tens of thousands of thousands of troops, greatly reducing the combat power, on the contrary, greatly increasing the combat power of the coalition army, greatly reducing casualties, and greatly increasing morale!

Small!

It's still too small!

This impact is still too small compared to the battle situation!

"Believe in martial arts and listen to orders, shrink, condense, and the martial god descends into the world......"

The blood was boiling, and Wu Xin, who was full of only killing and injuring the enemy, burst out wildly, and attracted the power of the military god, and quietly ordered.

The Xinwu Janissaries, who rushed frantically, quickly shrank back to the defense without hesitation, but the iron-blooded aura was more condensed and majestic......

In the middle of the iron-blooded clouds, a proud martial god military soul appears, solidifies, expands, and overlooks the battlefield!

The Xianqin Martial Soul, which was originally suspended above Wuxin's head, rose into the air and stood in front of the Martial God Army Soul......

The second realm of the god of war!

A song of a thousand troops!