Chapter 140: Fight to the Death

"Dao Chief, this time, no matter what the success or failure is, the deeds of my Great Qin Old Qin Army here must be known to the world, can you?"

The middle-aged Taoist hurriedly shook his head: "No, we cultivators and Taoists can't meddle in mundane affairs." ”

The eldest prince wiped the rain from his face, squinted his eyes and said: "In this way, there is no need for Kunlun to meddle in mundane affairs, just let all the river dragon kings, city gods, Dao Zhenren, and Heavenly Master Mansion people in this downstream know." ”

"This ......" The middle-aged Taoist couldn't help but smile bitterly: "The eldest prince is calculating, and the poor Taoist agrees." ”

A smile appeared on the eldest prince's face: "I'll work hard for them, don't ask for anything else, just ask for a name! At least, we can't die in vain." ”

Kunlun, the Dragon King of the River, the City God, the True Person, and the Heavenly Master's Mansion all looked at it on the surface, and it was true that they could not interfere in ordinary affairs, but if they said that they did not interfere, they could not interfere?

After getting a satisfactory answer, the eldest prince looked at the pale Wen Hu again: "Wen Hu, you take care of Dao Chang and the others." ”

Wen Hu gritted his teeth, wanting to refuse, and fight with the eldest prince to make a good impression. But when he thought of his ugly wife who was still waiting for him on the boat, when he thought of the tall body in the distance, and when he thought that he had just started, and he hadn't yet shown his ambitions, he arched his hand: "No!"

The eldest prince nodded with a smile, put on the iron mask, picked up the shield, drew the spear, walked in front of all the armorers, and struck the shield violently with the spear.

Heavy footsteps came out neatly. The earth trembled slightly, like a giant, walking this way.

The eldest prince raised his head and looked at the tall headless figure slowly coming in the distance through the hideous iron face.

Xingtian carried the tomahawk and walked towards the dark and dreary hundred-man team.

The thunder has stopped.

A faint light shone down, allowing both sides to see each other's vague figures.

At this moment, the elixir has taken effect.

Inside, it becomes piping hot. Blood, began to boil. The heart beats vigorously. The soreness and numbness of the arms and legs were wiped out little by little by the heat flow. The physical strength that was originally consumed is being replenished rapidly.

Xingtian let out a thunderous roar, and the eldest prince and the others only felt a monstrous wave slapping heavily on their bodies.

Hmph! Instead of stopping, they quickened the pace.

Just when the two sides were only fifty paces apart, the Qin army armor stopped suddenly, stuck the spear in his hand into the ground, and pulled out the javelin on the shield.

When the two sides were thirty paces apart, the eldest prince took the lead in throwing the javelin in his hand, and then followed ......

Brush!

Javelins were thrown in unison, like a swarm of bees coming in at them.

The shield had been scrapped and thrown away by Xingtian, so he had no choice but to wield a battle axe, lower his body and charge.

Dirt, shaken into the air by Big Feet. On the ground, huge footprints were left behind, which were then covered with stagnant water.

The javelin like a flying locust was shattered by a whirling axe. However, there are too many javelins.

Puff puff......

The blood flowers bloomed, and in just an instant, Xingtian was shot more than ten times in a row.

As a god and demon left over from the ancient wilderness, Xingtian's muscles are as solid as a rock, and his bones are harder than steel. The strong bow and crossbow are not taken into his eyes at all.

However, the Javelin is different. The destructive power of the javelin far exceeds that of the bow and crossbow. What's more, as the elite of the old Qin army, this group of armor soldiers is more than eight feet tall, their families are wealthy, and they have been practicing martial arts all year round to polish their bodies.

The javelins they throw are several times more powerful than the javelins thrown by ordinary soldiers, even if it is a pebble, within 30 steps, it will give you a blow, and even a thick iron armor and a strong shield can pierce it.

Just a face, Xingtian has already been injured. But then, Xingtian gave this old Qin army's elite 100-man team a dismount.

Ten steps, Xingtian only took ten steps, and rushed to the front like chasing the wind and the moon. Immediately after that, the two-handed wheel is an axe.

Rumble!

In just an instant, the three armorers and even the human shield were shattered under the battle axe of Xingtian.

Blood, soaring to the sky. Broken fragments, slapping on the armor shield "clanged".

With such a fierce blow, ordinary soldiers may have panicked and even collapsed. But they didn't, they attacked silently and tenaciously.

Since the shield was useless, the shield that was simply discarded, the eldest prince held a spear and pressed the whole person up. The spear pierced through the solid flesh and struggled through the rocky muscles.

Stabbed in the body by six spears, Xingtian let out a roar, and the rolling demonic qi rushed towards him, and all kinds of illusions appeared in front of him, and then they were shattered by a shout.

The silent armor soldiers of the Qin State finally opened their mouths and roared under such pressure.

In front of such a demon god, all defenses and formations became useless. So, they simply threw away their shields, abandoned their previous tight formations, gave up their previous habits of silence, and poured out their long-suppressed anger.

was hit head-on by the roar containing demonic energy, and suddenly, the eldest prince's seven orifices spurted blood, his brain was dizzy, and his feet almost left the ground, but he was pushed back by the armor soldiers behind him.

Immediately after, his body was light and he was thrown into the air.

He was just scratched by the wielding big axe, but after such a gentle scrape, the whole person rose into the air uncontrollably and was thrown two feet away.

Bang!

The eldest prince smashed into the mud, the mud splashed, and blood spurted from his mouth again, he was in severe pain, and he struggled to get up, his eyes were scarlet.

The armor soldier who stayed with him turned into fragments of stumps flying in the sky in just an instant. Large expanses of scarlet fell from the sky and smashed to the ground. The ground was full of stagnant water, and the redness spread in the dusk.

The armor soldiers scattered, rushing forward in waves, and the upright spears continued to pierce Xingtian's body, Xingtian let out one roar after another, constantly waving the big axe in his hand and turning his life into flying residue with one fresh life.

A soldier threw out the chain and wrapped it around Xingtian's left leg, and the five armorers pounced, shouting together, dragging Xingtian to the ground. Xing Tian bent down and grabbed the chain, and with a sharp pull, six armor soldiers flew into the sky.

Spears continued to pierce into his body, and Xingtian no longer screamed in pain, and the wounds all over his body made him almost become a sieve, numb.

A soldier rushed over, Xingtian waved his spear away, grabbed his head, and with a strong force, there was a creepy and sharp groan, and the armorer's helmet twisted, blood spurted out, and his body went limp.

Xingtian shook off the corpse and grabbed the big axe and climbed up, but just as he got up, he was hit in the lower leg by two spears. With a loud bang, he half-knelt down and brandished his big axe, but in a flash, the two broken bodies were in the air.

In the sky, it rained blood.

The middle-aged Taoist watched from afar, and his eyes suddenly split. Miserable, the fight was really miserable.

In just a few moments, the number of dead and wounded was close to forty. If we continue to fight like this, I am afraid that after a while, the whole army will be wiped out.

Now don't say two quarters of an hour, half an hour can't hold on.

He made a decision immediately, and another blood spurted out of his heart, and suddenly the whole person seemed to be ten years old, and hurriedly used the Dao technique to attract the medicinal power in the armor's body.

After doing this, he didn't stop again, and once again performed the Dao technique, rolling up the rain, forming four giant pythons, which wound towards Xingtian.

Xingtian's body was blocked, and the armor soldiers felt that the strength in their bodies had increased greatly, and their morale was suddenly boosted, and they let out a roar, and rushed up frantically.