The long sword breaks through the air, and the real dragon circles.

Two legions that dominated their respective fields were fighting, and there was no blood flying, which was even more dangerous than the broken limbs and broken arms flying around.

It is just because this is a competition of fighting spirit between the two armies and a cohesional battle. If there is a little mistake, it will lose all the game.

The uncle's face was ferocious.

This is the army he personally gave to the soul and spirit, and it is also the capital that he can stand shoulder to shoulder with the general of the Heaven-Slaying Heaven.

Moreover, since the founding of the army, only one defeat in the Demon God Army, can this kill the sky army be killed? A joke.

For so many years, he has been suppressed by the army he created. Can he still make a big splash at this time?

He looked at Lin Fan, who had been frowning, as if he was thinking about something big, and his murderous intent was limitless in his eyes.

Let's wait, first shovel the Tianzhe Army and kill Xuyang.

It's you after that.

"kill!"

Xu Yang roared, and the blue sword was even more terrifying and gloomy.

Lin Fan once told him how to break the fighting spirit of the God-Slaying Army, and he was 90% sure that he could break it.

However, he would not use that method today.

I was suppressed by this God-Slaying Army for too long.

If you jump over this legion alone, you will not relieve your hatred at all.

What he wants is a brilliant victory and a crush.

Lin Fan suddenly turned his head, looked at his uncle, and grinned: "Uncle, who do you think will win?"

The uncle glanced coldly: "What do you think?"

Lin Fan laughed, but no answer.

The uncle snorted coldly: "Why do you and I have a big bet?"

"What are you betting on?" Lin Fan glanced at his uncle.

"Fate!" The uncle's eyes turned cold.

Lin Fan narrowed his eyes slightly: "Uncle Guo is arrogant and wants to bet on my life?"

"You deserve it?"

The uncle said this, and it was ridiculed.

who is he?

The hero who is only half a step away from reaching that position.

At this time, it is the peak of the emperor, and it is expected to be a big shot in that realm.

Even if he thought he would win, he would not agree to such a bet, just because he felt that it was an insult to him.

"Then what are you talking about to bet on life?" Lin Fan's eyes chilled.

The uncle chuckled and said, "Don't you want the life of Emperor Haotian? Let's have a bet. If the army of killing the sky wins, I will take his head for you with my own hands. If you lose-"

The uncle's eyes were grim: "I will let you die and die!"

The uncle spoke like this, completely ignoring the eyes and pale cheeks of Emperor Haotian who changed drastically behind him.

The Emperor of Haotian!

Lin Fan gritted his teeth, and a deep hatred appeared in his eyes.

When he first entered the seventh realm, the Emperor Haotian personally opened his intestines and blew his internal organs with his fingertips just to see the full picture of the golden heart.

"Gambling!" Lin Fan spoke, and his cold eyes swept over Emperor Haotian: "Is it good? You have always been a dog, but in the end it is just a dog."

Haotian looked depressed and even a little lost. He was thinking about it. Is it right or wrong to follow the man in front of him for so many years?

Such bets are simply scary. It is a death for an emperor, which really shocked everyone.

Princess Jue smiled repeatedly: "I like this kind of bet, so I will be this notary. If anyone loses, dares to cheat, hum..."

It's full of threat.

"Haotian." The uncle looked slightly sideways and looked at the Emperor Haotian behind him with his own light.

Haotian bowed his head, but he never said much.

"Will we lose?" the uncle spoke again.

Haotian, who was bowing his head, raised his head slightly, and his uncle shook his head and chuckled, "We have won for two thousand years."

This sentence seems to give Haotian a reassurance.

On the battlefield, the battle began.

As time passed slowly, the uncle's face changed slightly.

It seems that in the past, the Zhantian Army was defeated by one touch, and today it was able to compete for so long.

"kill!"

Xu Yang roared, and he flew up, and the blue sword disappeared, and it turned into thousands of fighting spirits and merged into Xu Yang's body.

And his aura increased dramatically, and there were slightest slightness of the Emperor Realm.

Taking a step forward and stepping on the head of a 10,000 army, Xuyang roared angrily: "Cut the Heavenly Army - Kill people!"

"Slay the sky!"

Ten thousand people roared at the same time, but their intention to fight soared again. Just in front of Xuyang, a blue sword appeared again.

Xuyang held a knife in one hand and slashed it out with one knife.

Clam!

The real dragon of the God-Slaying Army was cut in half. The real dragon howled and the fighting spirit dispersed. At that moment, thousands of God-Slaying soldiers even had no time to howl and turned into ashes.

"Slay the Heavenly Army-Slay the Earth!"

Xu Yang roared, he took a big step forward, and slashed the big knife in his hand again.

The God-Slaying Army's Battle Intention True Dragon was cut into three sections, and the broken dragon body rolled, and the dragon's head was wailing, causing the void to burst into tears.

The uncle's face changed.

Emperor Haotian was even more ashamed and his whole body was trembling.

"Slay the Sky Army-Slay the Sky!"

Xuyang held a knife in both hands and slashed it down with one knife!

In the eyes of the world, there seems to be a scene, a god holding a sword to divide the sky and killing the world!

The God-Slaying Army is dead!

The corpse is not there, only thick corpse ashes accumulate on the battlefield.

Everyone looked at the proud man holding a knife in fear and pointed at the uncle's proud man in a slant!

Kill the heaven, earth, and man!

What a domineering Xuyang!

What a brutal killing of the Heavenly Army!

"Old Zazi, do you really think that the Heaven-killing Army is not as good as the God-killing Army? That's just acting with you!" Xuyang roared angrily.

The uncle fell and took two steps back!

How can he be like this if he wins and loses at once?

What he feared was.

The Heaven-killing Army was willing to lose to him for two thousand years.

So, who can suppress the arrogant generals in the Zhantian Army?

So, why did you lose these two thousand years?

So, why?

At this time, the uncle actually had a great disaster, and all the things he had identified in the past seemed to have become a joke!

For example, the power controlled by the Demon Lord Palace is at most comparable to that of the uncle's mansion of other countries.

For example, as long as he becomes the god of the world, he can seize the world in his hands, etc.

These problems were not only thought of by his uncle.

All the big things in the National Uncle Mansion were filled with fear at this moment.

They looked at the woman who was on the top of the fear, and they felt sincerely panic.

Today's battle was like a crack, and it appeared in the uncle's mansion from then on.
To be continued...