The long sword cuts through the air, and the real dragon hovers.

Two legions that were dominant in their respective fields were fighting, and no blood was flying, but it was more dangerous than the broken limbs and arms flying around.

Simply because this is a competition of fighting spirit between the two armies and a battle of cohesion. If there is even the slightest mistake, the whole game will be lost.

The uncle's face looked ferocious.

This is the army that he has personally given soul and spirit to, and it is also the capital that allows him to stand side by side with General Zhan Tian.

Moreover, since the founding of the army, there has only been one defeat against the Demon God Army. Can this Heaven-Slaying Army kill the Heaven? What a joke.

For so many years, they have been suppressed by the army he created. At this time, can they still change the world?

He looked at Lin Fan, who had been frowning as if he was contemplating some important matter, with unlimited murderous intent in his eyes.

Just wait, first eliminate the Tianzhan Army and kill Xu Yang.

Then it's your turn.

"kill!"

Xu Yang roared, and the green 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 will not use that method today.

I have been suppressed by this god-slaying army for too long.

If you defeat this legion single-handedly, you won't be able to understand your hatred at all.

What he wants is a brilliant victory, a crushing victory.

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

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

Lin Fan laughed and did not answer.

Uncle Guo snorted coldly: "How about you and I also have a big gamble?"

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

"Fate!" Uncle Guo's eyes turned cold.

Lin Fan's eyes narrowed slightly: "Uncle Guo is so high and mighty that you actually want to bet your life with me?"

"Are you worthy?"

The uncle said this with sarcasm.

who is he?

He is only half a step away from reaching that position.

At this time, he is at the peak of the emperor and is expected to be a great figure in that realm.

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

"Then what kind of bet are you talking about?" Lin Fan's eyes turned cold.

The uncle chuckled and said: "Don't you want Emperor Haotian's life? Let's make a bet. If the Tianzhan Army wins, I will personally take his head for you. If you lose -"

The uncle's eyes were gloomy: "This emperor will make your soul fly away and your body and soul will disappear!"

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

The Emperor of Haotian!

Lin Fan gritted his teeth, his eyes showing hatred deep into his bones.

When he first entered the Seventh Realm, it was the Haotian Emperor who personally opened his intestines and beat his internal organs with his fingertips, just to see the full picture of that golden heart.

"Bet!" Lin Fan said, and his cold eyes glanced at the Haotian Emperor: "Does it feel good? You have always been a dog, but in the end you are just a dog."

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

This kind of bet was simply frightening to death. An emperor could easily die, which really frightened everyone.

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

Full of threats.

"Haotian." Uncle Guo turned his head slightly and looked at Emperor Haotian behind him with his peripheral vision.

Haotian lowered his head, but said nothing.

"Will we lose?" Uncle Guo asked again.

The drooped Haotian raised his head slightly. Uncle Guo shook his head and chuckled: "We have won for two thousand years."

This sentence seemed to give Haotian a reassurance.

On the battlefield, the battle begins.

Time passed slowly, and Uncle Guo's expression changed slightly.

It seems that in the past, the Tianzhan Army was defeated at one stroke, but today it can actually resist for such a long time.

"kill!"

Xu Yang roared, and he flew up. The blue sword disappeared and transformed into thousands of fighting intentions, all of which merged into Xu Yang's body.

And his aura increased dramatically, and there were actually traces of the imperial realm's aura permeating the air.

Taking a step forward and stepping on the head of the 10,000-strong army, Xu Yang roared: "Behead the heavenly army - kill the people!"

"Ze Tian!"

Ten thousand people roared at the same time, and their fighting spirit surged again. In front of Xu Yang, a blue sword appeared again.

Xu Yang held the sword with one hand and slashed out with one strike.

Keng!

The true dragon with fighting spirit of the God-Slaying Army was cut in half. The true dragon howled miserably, and the fighting spirit was dissipated. At that moment, thousands of God-Slaying soldiers were turned into flying ashes without even having time to howl.

"Destroy the Heavenly Army—Destroy the Earth!"

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

The God-Slaying Army's true dragon with fighting intent was cut into three pieces, the broken dragon body rolled, the dragon head howled, and the void exploded.

Uncle Guo's expression changed.

Emperor Haotian's face was ashen and his whole body was trembling.

"The Heaven-Destroying Army—Destroy the Heavens!"

Xu Yang held the knife in both hands and struck it down with one strike!

In the eyes of the world, there seems to be a scene where a god is holding a sword to divide the sky and cut off the heaven and the earth!

The God-Slaying Army is dead!

There are no bones left, only thick ashes piled up on the battlefield.

Everyone looked at the proud man with a knife in his hands and pointed at the uncle in fear!

Kill the heaven, the earth, and the people!

What a domineering Xuyang!

What a ferocious Sky-Destroying Army!

"Old bastard, do you really think that the Heaven-Slaying Army is inferior to the God-Slaying Army? That's just acting with you!" Xu Yang roared.

Uncle Guo stumbled and took two steps back!

How could a single win or loss make him like this?

What he fears is.

This Heaven-Slaying Army was actually willing to lose two thousand years to his God-Slaying Army.

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

So, why did we lose these two thousand years?

So, why?

At this time, Uncle Guo suddenly felt that a disaster was imminent, and all the things he had believed in the past seemed to have become a joke!

For example, the power controlled by the Demon King's Palace is at most equal to that of the uncle's palace in other countries.

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

His uncle was not the only one to think about such problems.

All the great figures in the Guojiu Mansion had fear in their eyes at this time.

They all glanced at the woman above them with fearful eyes, and they felt sincerely frightened.

Today's battle was like a crack that appeared in the Guojiu family.
To be continued...