Chapter 1270: The Emperor's Shock

The sand and dust rolled up, and its silvery tide emerged in the dust.

"Stop!" the boss waved his hand, staring at the end of the horizon with some solemnity.

The million-strong army stopped, and a palpitating breath rose in their hearts!

In the void, Huang Pu's eyes showed a hint of astonishment, "It is rumored that the Emperor Feng has a group of cavalry, called the Silver Armored Cavalry, who are invincible and invincible!"

"Could it be that this cavalry is the silver-armored cavalry of the Emperor Feng Kingdom, they should be fighting with the army of the Moon God Empire on the Wujiang River, why are they here?"

"Could it be that the Great War has been divided, and the Huangfeng Empire has won?"

"Or is it that the Imperial Maple Empire's army has been defeated, and this silver-armored cavalry has begun to flee?"

Bursts of whispers sounded in the rear, and when he heard this, Huang Pu shook his head and said lightly: "The army is at the same pace, the momentum is magnificent, and it is definitely not a defeated army!"

In the dust, Ye Pojun raised his blood-dripping giant sword, looked at the million-strong army in front of him with an indifferent expression, and showed a sneer in his eyes: "The shame of the Snow Empire, restore the magnificent mountains and rivers!"

"The shame of the Snow Empire, restore the magnificent mountains and rivers!" the millions of silver-armored cavalry roared in unison, like a storm crashing on the shore.

The next moment, the giant sword in Ye Pojun's hand swung down fiercely, and shouted: "Kill, make meritorious contributions, and wait for the king!"

"Kill!" The momentum of millions of silver armor is by no means comparable to yours in this miscellaneous army, Ye Pojun took the giant sword in his hand, and the millions of silver-armored cavalry urged the war horses, forming a wild goose marching formation, galloping forward, whistling!

The piercing killing intent penetrated the sky, and this killing intent moved Huang Pu and the others, this is an army that crawled out of the pile of dead people.

"Wujiang, how many people died there, and how many people did this silver-armored cavalry kill?" Huang Pu muttered.

The iron hooves stepped on the void, the sharp sound of breaking the wind gradually sounded, and the million-strong army led by Ye Pojun stomped on the hearts of many enemy troops with overwhelming momentum.

"Boss, this is the silver-armored cavalry of the Imperial Feng Empire!" the herald exclaimed in surprise.

The war horse under the crotch was a little irritable. As the commander, the middle-aged man was also a little uneasy, the Huangfeng Empire and the Moon God Empire were not fighting in Wujiang, why did the silver-armored cavalry appear here?

Could it be that Ye Wushuang had already expected that he and the others would take advantage of the fisherman, so he buried a large army here. The middle-aged man's sword eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he pretended to be calm: "Don't be impatient, the army is on standby!"

"Boss, the enemy army is coming, won't we react?" said several lieutenant generals, whose faces changed drastically.

"I have my own countermeasures, general. Don't be chaotic in the face of danger, you must remember this!" The middle-aged man scolded, his eyes changed slightly, the silver-armored cavalry appeared here, there was only one situation, the decisive battle between the two sides was over.

Bang bang! The thunderous roar sounded in the ears of the million-strong army, until the silver-armored cavalry appeared in the eyes of the middle-aged man, and the middle-aged man couldn't help but gasp:

"The pace of the army is neat, the formation is orderly, and its general trend is even more majestic. This is definitely not a defeated army, it could be that the Emperor Feng Kingdom has defeated the Moon God Empire!"

"If this is the case, this plan to reap the profits of the fisherman will be aborted!"

"Our army can't resist the offensive of this silver-armored cavalry, it seems that we can only carry out the second plan and surrender to the victorious side, the Huangfeng Empire!"

The middle-aged man sighed unwillingly, and rode out until he was at the top of the army.

The piercing killing intent swept all over the world, and the choking smell of blood surrounded his nose, and the middle-aged man couldn't help but shudder. Pretending to be calm, he was neither humble nor arrogant: "In the next Chu County, lead the armies of various counties and counties to Wujiang to support the imperial army!"

"Kill!" The middle-aged man's voice dissipated in the shouts of the torrent and tsunami, and Ye Pojun sneered. If you don't reap the benefits of the fishermen, you have to surrender, but unfortunately, the empire needs some bloody means to deter these counties.

The silver-armored cavalry surged in, and the horses stepped into the air. Like a flash of lightning.

"Kill!" Ye Pojun rode his horse, and the giant sword that fell on the horse's back was raised, and the momentum was like a rainbow, and it fell on the middle-aged man.

The blood flashed, and the middle-aged man even screamed, and the blood column surged. A skull rises from the sky.

"Kill!" the millions of silver-armored cavalry suddenly shouted like a tsunami, and their long swords were raised, rushing into the enemy's army, unstoppable!

It is not an exaggeration to enter the flock of sheep, the formation of millions of enemy troops is chaotic, and the people's hearts are scattered. There is no resistance.

In the void, Huang Pu and the others were all a little moved. This is a lion of tigers and wolves, formed after countless baptisms of war.

"Hall Master, do I want to make a move?" a Martial God Hall elder whispered, he had heard of the horror of the silver-armored cavalry a long time ago, but he didn't expect this silver-armored cavalry to be so strong.

Shaking his head, Huang Pu said: "The shrimp soldiers and crabs will not be able to resist the attack of the silver-armored cavalry, and the victory and defeat have been decided!"

The momentum was like a bamboo, Ye Pojun led the army, and everywhere he passed, the enemy's defense line was rout, and the army was chaotic.

The screams converged, and the ashes raised were drowned in blood.

"General!" several lieutenants pointed to Huang Pu and the others in the void, their eyes a little sharp.

"It's the people of the Martial God Temple, we only need to be in charge of this enemy army, and the rest of the people will deal with it!" Ye Pojun glanced at Huang Pu meaningfully, and continued to chase and kill the defeated army.

Wherever the silver-armored cavalry passed, there were rivers of blood and mountains of corpses and a sea of blood.

A moment later, the figure of the silver-armored cavalry disappeared into the plain and poured into Xiang Chu County.

Looking at this scene from afar, Huang Pu muttered to himself: "Recovering the fallen counties, it seems that the Emperor Feng Kingdom has defeated the Moon God Empire!"

"The chess game between the five generations and the prince has also been decided, but I didn't expect that the five generations actually defeated the prince!" With a hint of shock in his eyes, Huang Pu, who was at the peak of the second layer of martial arts, knew the terrible third layer of martial arts.

"The proud son once said that the prince has stepped to the third layer of martial arts, and his strength far surpasses him!"

"And now that the five generations can defeat the crown prince, doesn't it mean that the five generations also have the strength of the third layer of martial arts!" "Huang Pu had a feeling of trance, the five generations who were rejected by the three major halls in the past have now grown to the existence that they look up to.

"Hall Master, do we want to continue to Wujiang?" a Martial God Hall elder said in a deep voice.

"Go!" Just one word, Huang Pu's eyes showed a hint of expectation, the Martial God Temple had been separated from the Sword God Gate for too long, and it was time to return.

Bang bang! The sharp sound of breaking the air gradually sounded, and Huang Pu and many other strong people stepped into the air.

On the shore of the Wujiang River, the battle flag is hunting.

Huangpu and the others stepped into the air, looking at this blood-red Wujiang River, Huangpu and the others were all a little moved.

How many people's blood does it take to dye this Wujiang River so blood-red? The sky was a little overcast, and millions of troops were cleaning up the battlefield, raising their heads, glancing at Huang Pu and the others in the void, and continuing to lower their heads to clean up the battlefield.

The Zhuwu Sword Array was still in operation, the sea of clouds was churning, and the monstrous coercion was pervasive.

"What a terrifying coercion!" Huangpu's gaze swept over the shore of the Wujiang River and fell on the churning clouds, this majestic coercion made people's hearts palpitate.

The warriors standing behind Huang Pu had solemn expressions and wills, and only in this way could they dissolve the oppression brought by coercion, "Who would be such a terrifying coercion!"

The crisp sound of the sword sounded in the sea of clouds, the clouds shattered, and more than a hundred huge sword pillar phantoms spanned the entire void, suppressing heaven and earth.

In the midst of the churning sea of fire, the fire qilin and Mu Chen and the others stepped into the air, and for a while, the eyes of the fire qilin and the others fell on Huang Pu.

Bang bang! Huang Pu's heart shook suddenly, his figure retreated a step back, dozens of eyes gathered, and the coercion contained in it was extremely terrifying, at least the current Huang Pu was a little unbearable!

"Fire Qilin senior!" Huang Pu arched slightly, his eyes swept over the dozens of figures in the sea of clouds, and his eyes showed a hint of surprise, these people are not members of the Prince's Palace?

More than thirty people with complicated expressions stood behind Qing Jue and the others, at this moment, they were no longer the so-called members of the Crown Palace, but the guardians of the Martial God Continent.

"Martial God Hall Master, it's been a long time!" the Fire Qilin said with a smile.

Hearing this, Huang Pu looked a little embarrassed, and said, "Originally, I led the elders in the hall to come here to support, but I didn't expect the battle to be over!"

"He won, the Martial God Temple should also return!" The Fire Qilin didn't mind, and the Martial God Hall Lord personally led the crowd to support, which was enough to explain the attitude of the Martial God Temple.

"Five generations defeated the crown prince?" At this moment, Huang Pu was still a little incredulous, after all, he had learned the horror of the crown prince.

"Otherwise, would the prince let go so easily?" the Fire Qilin asked rhetorically.

This sentence immediately made Huang Pu speechless for a while, his eyes lowered slightly, staring at the two bottomless sword marks below, the will of the five generations and the crown prince!

The elders who came with Huang Pu all breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time their eyes showed a look of anticipation, after thousands of years of separation from the Sword God Gate, the Martial God Temple was finally returning.

"The general trend of the Martial God has been decided, the Martial God Temple is back, and the Sword God Gate is rising!" The Fire Qilin looked at the sky, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he was obviously in an extremely good mood.