Chapter 1313: Fighting 100,000 People (Part II)
"Kill !!"
In the roar, wave after wave of Jiang Wenhuan's allied army Black Tide, like countless shadows, holding sharp blades, charged towards Yang Jian's body.
When he looked at it, the black tide composed of tens of thousands of armor soldiers had already flooded the entire sky.
But......
Despite this, they had no way to devour Yang Jian, who was like a reef in the Wild Sea, in the shortest possible time.
At this moment, Yang Jian stood still in the void like that, his feet seemed to be rooted in the air, no matter how fierce the impact was in front of him, no matter how powerful the blade was, his footsteps never moved half a minute.
It's just his hands that move!!
The blade of the spear was sharp and the blood splattered, and with every breath, countless coalition armor soldiers turned into corpses and fell, and then were cut into miserable pieces of flesh by several blades in an instant.
The body of the spear just cracked the sky, and when the broken tendons were broken, many coalition armor soldiers were shocked into bloody mud every second.
In this way, Yang Jian, with the terrifying defensive power and unimaginable strength of his body, he turned the surrounding void into a place of dense blood waves.
"Hahahaha!"
In the frenzied battle, Yang Jian became more and more ferocious, and at the same time, a long laugh came out of his lips, which shook the surrounding wind, and people's heads rolled.
Under such a wild laugh, the momentum on Yang Jian's body that looked at the world suddenly became out of control.
This laughter seemed to announce to the whole world...... He Yang Jian, his god of war, only one person, only one shot, is enough to move any force with fear.
With such momentum, except for the old monkey who has disappeared now, the whole world is afraid that there is only ...... Yang Jian!
......
"Good !!"
In the distance, although he had been confronting Jiang Wenhuan, when Yang Jian's laughter came out, Ji Kao was still attracted, and turned his head to look at Yang Jian in the black tide and the sea of blood.
"Jiang Wenhuan, if it goes on like this, you, the tens of millions of coalition troops, I'm afraid it's a little bit not enough!"
Ji Kao said with a smile, even though he knew that Yang Jian was so brave that he couldn't hold on for long, but verbally, he was unwilling to fall behind in front of Jiang Wenhuan.
When Jiang Wenhuan heard this, his eyebrows and feet only wrinkled slightly, but there was no worry on his face, and then he chuckled.
"What is the use of the power of one person? Although you are brave and fierce, you are not a saint. If a hundred thousand people kill him and do not die, the king will send a million to surround him. It's just, Ji Kao, without Yang Jian, what other means do you have?"
The words came out, with a hint of pride, and a trace of excitement flashed in Lao Jiang's eyes, and he was already fantasizing about victory in his mind.
In the brief words between the two, Yang Jian's side continued to kill lively.
Heads flew wildly, corpses fell to the ground, Yang Jian's incomparable courage was invincible.
He was holding a three-pointed two-edged spear, his face was expressionless, but around his body was human blood flying wildly, human heads were rolling, and every time the shadow of the gun in his hand swept by, there were several armored soldiers, who could not afford to fall to the ground.
It's just that with the passage of time, with the failure of Zhenyuan, the heavenly eyes between Yang Jian's eyebrows suddenly flashed, and it seemed that with his might, he was also a little tired at this time.
Indeed, in this bloody land of southern Xinjiang, the aura of heaven and earth is too thin, and Yang Jian has always been brave enough to shake the enemy, and the speed at which the true yuan passes is simply several times that of usual.
The true yuan was insufficient, and the shadow of the gun in Yang Jian's hand suddenly paused, and it seemed that he was no longer as murderous as before.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the tens of thousands of coalition troops that Jiang Wenhuan's side had been suppressed, and their true strength began to show.
"Kill !!"
The sound of killing rose again, and the chaotic army, which was killed by Yang Jian, was reduced to less than 60,000 left, regrouped and moved slowly and neatly.
With this movement, the blade reflected a strong light, and the armor shimmered with a cold glow, immediately giving people an irresistible sense of fear.
At the same time, the drums of war rose again, the drums beat like thunder, and the footsteps of 60,000 people were like thunder, and when they moved forward, their faces were not afraid of life and death, and it was easy for any opponent to panic without a fight.
In the face of such a situation, Yang Jian, who had been standing high in the air, still had no expression on his face.
It's just that this time he no longer stood still, but took the initiative to kill, alone with one shot, and entered the camp of 60,000 opponents.
In an instant, the murderous aura was rampant, and Erlang God Yang Jian held a gun to kill in and out of the enemy camp, so he was not chic.
It's just that although Yang Jian has the courage to poke the sky, he is only fighting alone after all.
In this way, in the face of the seemingly endless coalition armor, it is difficult for him to change the appearance of being surrounded again.
Soon, the coalition forces were divided again and again, and hundreds of armored soldiers poured out from all directions, armed with heavy weapons, and rushed towards Yang Jian with the same expressionless face.
And behind these fierce armor soldiers, rows of armor soldiers pounced, layer after layer, hundreds of people followed hundreds of people, looking from a distance, it was like an endless wild wave, which was bound to crush Yang Jian, a stubborn stone in the wild sea, on the spot.
In this way, it is a battlefield tactic.
After all, it is impossible for tens of thousands of armor soldiers to kill Yang Jian's side, and such a tactic similar to wheel bombing can best maximize the benefits of being outnumbered, and use life and blood to consume Yang Jian's combat power and overwhelm this Qin God of War.
"Boom!"
In the midst of the repeated bombardments, Yang Jian's left pistol body swept fiercely, and immediately smashed on the chest of an armored soldier.
Immediately, the bones were shattered and the chest was broken, and the armored soldier was smashed like a stone, roaring backwards, and the retreat smashed on the several armored soldiers who were chasing after him.
The castration was too fast, and the broken body of the armor soldier touched several armor soldiers, and there were several crisp sounds, and all the fragments of the armor that were cocked pierced into their bodies, and then they actually collided.
Suddenly, flesh and blood flew sideways, and several humanoid blood sacs shattered.
"Rub!"
Yang Jian waved the blade of his right hand, and suddenly a black light danced wildly, firmly protecting his body, but any armored soldier who rushed to the near place would be cut into several pieces by this god-killing blade, and blood flew out.
But......
Even if Yang Jian was so brave, he couldn't stop tens of thousands of coalition soldiers from pouring in like waves.
"Sonorous!"
The spear slammed into the air, the blade slashed horizontally, and countless attacks fell around Yang Jian, which actually made Yang Jian's left hand tremble slightly.
Finally......
"!! Sonor"
In the midst of a loud bang, Yang Jian's left pistol body was unstable, and he was shocked by several attacks.
Taking advantage of such a good opportunity, the siege of the coalition army was fierce, and one by one they charged silently, using their bodies and lives to 'devour' Yang Jian.
At this moment, when he looked at it from a distance, the divine light on Yang Jian's body was strongly suppressed for the first time.
His whole person was wrapped in tens of thousands of people, squeezed in the black tide, and there was no trace of him.
Even the black light brought by the blade of the right hand was completely submerged in the human group, and there was no longer the slightest trace exposed.
(End of chapter)