Chen Dong was silent.

He looked at Huo Zhenxiao solemnly and walked under the city wall until the towering figure disappeared from his sight. Then he retracted his gaze and looked back at the endless coalition forces of the Hundred Tribes below.

"What are you waiting for?"

Chen Dong's cold eyes showed resentment and his hands couldn't help but clenched: "Are there not enough people who died?"

Rumble...

Under the cover of artillery fire.

From the noisy sky, a silence of thunder came from behind the Allied Forces of the Hundred Tribes.

The sound is low and thick.

It is completely different from the loud sound of artillery fire.

But it seems particularly clear.

The oppression of the mountains and tsunamis swept over with the rolling thunder.

Accompanied by the thunder sound, the dark and gloomy black clouds also swallowed from behind towards Zhenjiang City.

It is like a giant beast in prehistoric times, trying to swallow the city with one whale!

All of this does not seem eye-catching on the battlefield like hell.

Even inside the Daxue Dragon Cavalry, there are only some high-level generals who occasionally notice it.

But Chen Dong knew that that was one of the real killing moves of the coalition forces.

In a war, the bottom determines the radiation surface of the war, while the top determines the direction of the war.

If you want to break through the territory outside the territory, you not only have to rely on endless elite coalition forces, but also need top combat power... to capture the king!

At this moment, time seems to be slow to release.

The black clouds invaded.

Soon, it completely enveloped the northern wall of Zhenjiang City.

Just then.

boom!

A ray of energy soars into the sky.

He was like a dragon, rushed straight to the sky, and with a domineering posture, he tore a huge gap through the rolling black clouds.

A beam of light fell from the sky, just illuminating the front of the northern city gate.

"Senior brother..."

Chen Dong stood beside the city wall, overlooking the tall figure below.

He was wearing armor, straightened his waist and back, and held a silver dragon spear in his hand.

At this moment, Huo Zhenxiao was like a sharp sword that was unsheathed, shaking the sky like the qi power just now.

The cold wind blew.

Behind him was a blood-colored cloak, flying in the wind.

Chen Dong couldn't help but be stunned.

This is the side of Huo Zhenxiao he had never seen before.

Sharp, unruly, arrogant...

It's like a passionate young man who is fighting on the battlefield.

It is not the general who is firmly in the army, majestic and capable of strategizing!

"kill!"

The gunfire was amid the sound of the sky.

Huo Zhenxiao shouted coldly, but it sounded like the sound of heaven, resounding throughout the world.

At this moment, the world was silent for a moment.

The fierce and violent energy swept out from Huo Zhenxiao, swaying into the sky like a tornado.

Next second.

Huo Zhenxiao stepped onto the war horse, and as the war horse neighed, he drove his horse straight to the center of the battlefield.

The momentum is like thunder.

The spear is like a dragon.

The place where Huo Zhenxiao passed, as the silver dragon danced, violent qi and energy were trained, and with the momentum of destroying the dead and rottenness, the place where he passed was plowing the courtyard and sweeping the cave.

Under the cover of artillery fire, it was difficult to clear out the blanks of the hundreds of clans, but under the charge of Huo Zhenxiao, he cleaned up an open avenue.

This scene was extremely shocking.

Huo Zhenxiao looked as small as dust when facing the vast coalition forces.

But even so, he still drove straight forward with an unyielding domineering momentum.

On the city of Zhenjiang, endless roars of artillery fire broke out abruptly.

Next second.

"mighty!"

In the city of Zhenjiang, less than 50,000 heavy snow dragon cavalry shouted in unison, and their momentum soared into the sky, extremely excited.

"mighty!"

"mighty!"

...

As Huo Zhenxiao rushed into the Allied Army of the Hundred Tribes with one man and one shot, and drove straight in and out of nothing, this was undoubtedly a dose of the strongest stimulant for the heavy snow dragon cavalry in Zhenjiang City.

A soldier is timid, and a timid is timid.

And now, this world's number one god of war is performing on all the heavy snow dragon cavalrymen. What is the bloody courage of soldiers and unparalleled domineeringness!

Even Chen Dong, who witnessed Huo Zhenxiao's charge, heard the shouts of the Dragon Cavalry in his ears, couldn't help but feel the blood in his body boiling and trembling.

"Is this the real strength of the world's number one war god?"

Qin Ye walked to Chen Dong at some point and looked at the figure below that was pushing out a wide avenue from the Hundred Tribes Alliance: "I only knew that he was strong before, but I didn't expect that he was so strong that he was so strong that he took the head of the general from the army to describe him, and it seemed that he was a little dazed."

Chen Dong smiled softly: "This northern region relies not only on the snow dragon cavalry, but also on his sea-stabilizing needle. The three words "Huo Zhenxiao" have long been scared to the hundreds of tribes outside the region, and the night can stop crying!"

"Wufeng gives it to you first."

Qin Ye handed Wufeng to Chen Dong.

"I don't know when this sword will come in handy."

Chen Dong held the hilt of Wufeng's sword, gently tapped the heavy sword body with his left fingertips, and looked at Huo Zhenxiao's back while charging, and bursts of eyes were filled with heat.

"I also want to know when I will start the formation," said Qin Ye.

The two were talking.

Huo Zhenxiao had already rushed to the depths of the Hundred Tribes Alliance amid the cheers of the Dragon Cavalry of the Great Snow.

The sea of ​​people is like a tide, layer by layer.

But where Huo Zhenxiao is located, the endless coalition forces retreated in fear and forced a gap of 100 meters.

Under the gaze of everyone.

But no one dared to step forward.

Even if the soldiers and armor trembled, no one dared to take a step forward.

Huo Zhenxiao stopped the horse, raised his silver dragon spear with his right hand, pointed directly at the black clouds in the sky, and ignored the millions of Rongwu around him, and roared with a bold roar.

"You are a rat, come and fight!"

The echo rolls, and it lasts for a long time.

Even the entire battlefield was silent.

boom!

Before he finished speaking, a qi sensation suddenly rose from the tide of coalition troops, like a pillar that was rising up to the sky, reaching the black clouds and penetrated into it.

And this is just a hidden person!

When the first hidden man released his breath.

boom!

boom!

boom!
To be continued...