On any battlefield, it is rare to see dozens of practitioners charging forward at the same time.

At this time, the figures of dozens of practitioners dragged out afterimages, as if hundreds of practitioners were rushing in the air. In front of their figures were countless blood and cold gold and iron light mixed together, reflected in the pupils of people, giving a particularly shrill feeling.

This feeling was extremely oppressive for the central army of the Guanlong He family. The surrounding arrow troops were shocked by the arrow troops protected by the White Bone Army's light armor army. At this time, the magic circle sacrificed by the old man who looked like a shaman made them even more frightened. They could not play any role in intercepting these practitioners at all.

The target of these dozens of practitioners is the several chariots where the shaman-shaped old man was.

These chariots were completely exposed to the murderous intent of dozens of practitioners.

Looking at the dozens of practitioners who rushed towards him at an extremely fast speed, a dazzling lightning suddenly lit up on the armor of the man wearing light armor in front of the old man in front of him.

A small but dazzling lightning surged from the light armor and wandered on his body.

At the same time, bursts of thunder suddenly sounded in the sky. Before each thunder sounded, a real lightning shot down from the air!

These thunder and lightnings were chasing the figures of those practitioners strangely. When almost every lightning was shot down, they could accurately hit a rushing practitioner!

In a blink of an eye, all the more than ten practitioners who rushed to the front were hit and fell to the ground like a meteorite.

At the same time, the old man with a shaman-shaped appearance behind him stretched out his hands ahead.

His hands were very dry and wrinkled, very much like branches that had been dry for many years.

However, his hands emitted a mysterious blood-red flame, and several wonderful blood-red halos even formed outside his hands.

A strange scale was emitted from his mouth.

This unique chant seems to be indistinguishable from the chants that the shamans of the wandering tribes usually use to cure diseases or summon gods, and is full of primitive flavor. However, in his chants like this, the wonderful blood-red auras outside his hands formed a connection with more vitality in this land.

The armor of the light armored cavalry and the heavy armored cavalry soldiers collided with each other before, but at this time they made a harsh friction sound.

There is a kind of invisible but real force that constantly squeezes and rubs these sergeants who have fallen together and are difficult to get up.

The moment the harsh metal friction sounded, the sound of bones and organs breaking sounded in the bodies of these soldiers.

Sticky blood flowed silently from their armor.

The reason for silence is that they were killed in this moment and their voices were completely cut off.

The power that just killed them did not stop or disappear.

The chanting of the old man who looked like a shaman continued. The blood flowing from their armor continued to flow towards the Northern Wei army behind. The first one was the most elite army with all the faces painted white on the White Bone Army!

The blood quickly printed on the face of the White Bone Army. Just as the power of the magic circle was transferred to the White Bone Army, a cavalry suddenly shouted loudly at the tail end of the White Bone Army.

The cavalry seemed to be no different from the other White Bone Sergeants. His face was covered with thick white bone powder, which had a cruel and perverted smell, but with his stern shout, the insuffering true energy in his body burst out wildly, and the thick dust on his face, even the dust in his armor, exploded out!

A golden light flew out of his hand.

This golden light is a square array disk, with several beads with different colors but also very dark colors.

There was a bang.

A mountain-like vital energy fell from the sky, like a real invisible giant mountain hitting the ground in front of it. The majestic force pressed the soil down fiercely, squeezing out all the blood and mud in the soil.

A click.

The war horse under the rider could not withstand the squeezing of the rider's strength. The entire horse's body was sank strangely, and all the bones in its body were shattered, but at the same time, an inexplicable impact force also threw the rider back and forth and flew out.

Dong!

At the same time, on the chariot pulled by the two giant bears, the old man who was singing the shaman seemed to have suddenly fallen by an inch, and his body and the chariot made a dull collision sound.

There was a bright red blood in the wrinkles on his face.

The rider had not yet landed, and was constantly coughing up blood while flying in the air.

Dozens of sergeants from behind rushed towards him.

At this time, everyone behind him suddenly discovered that he was one of the commanders of the White Bone Army. Xiao Donghuang, who was probably the only one among the Northern Wei army, could be named the Great Array Master.

The man on the chariot with lightning armor surrounded by lightning light was not moved.

Although he felt that the old formation master behind him suffered a severe blow when he was broken by the other party, he also guessed that the other party was Xiao Donghuang, and in his perception, he also knew that Xiao Donghuang had paid a greater price.

The old formation master behind him can barely fight, but Xiao Donghuang should be unable to do so.

So he just still cruelly harvested the lives of those practitioners who were far inferior to his.

However, at this moment, the man's pupils suddenly contracted sharply.

Not far from his chariot, a charred practitioner who had been knocked down by a thunderbolt from him suddenly ejected.

His chariot was pulled by two giant bears he tamed, but the sudden ejection of the cultivator suddenly rippled out of his body at this moment, but the aura that suddenly rippled out of his body was more like a crazy bear.

He didn't expect such a change.

No one on the chariots around him expected such a change. In a hurry, the man roared low, and his qi sea lit up. Several dazzling lightning lights burst out with strong aura of life, like a spear condensed from lightning and stabbing hard at the cultivator who came across the sky.

A strange crackling sound.

The man's breathing suddenly stopped. He could not believe that his power could not stop this crazy practitioner like a violent bear. The light armor on his body seemed as intact as before, but within the light armor, the flesh and blood in his qi sea was cracked, and the blooming blood mouth continued to expand. He could feel that his internal organs were squeezed out of the blood mouth.

In the moment of flash, his eyes were no more than perception. He could not see clearly the face of this cultivator who pretended to be dead and suddenly attacked, but he saw the other party's crazy eyes.

"Yang Dian!"

The man's name suddenly appeared in his mind.

The shaman-like old man behind him was purple and red, and he couldn't breathe, but he knew very well that it was time to really fight for his life, so his hands, like the wind drying out the dead branches, still stretched towards Yang Dian.

His body also swayed violently, as if he could fall down at any time.

But his fingertips burst into a terrible aura, with strange green light igniting.

Although he was seriously injured, he grasped the timing of his attack very accurately. This was the moment when Yang Dian could not stop him from taking action.

However, the people he faced were the most brave and decisive practitioners in the army. At this time, Yang Dian was not the only one who hid his own private life. The moment the strange green light burst out from his fingertips, two flying swords suddenly rushed over, and cut them hard on his hands and ten fingers with a breath that he didn't want to turn back.

At the same time, these two sword masters who were originally the best at long-term attacks, had already arrived in the sky. They treated their bodies as two shields, blocking Yang Dian's left and right sides!

The shaman-like old man's hands and ten fingers were instantly cut off by the ruthless sword light, and fell like a cut carrot.

boom!

Yang Dian punched hard on the man in light armor in front of him, arching his body back, and then hitting the old man who looked like a shaman behind him.

The body of the man in light armor still flew up toward the rear. His body did not deform significantly, but the shaman-like old man behind him could not bear this power, and his body instantly turned into fragmented limbs.

Yang Dian knew that the man wearing light armor could no longer survive. He killed this powerful cultivator and the most terrifying formation master for military positions. However, he did not feel proud at this time. He used the secret medicine of the Northern Wei Palace to suppress his real vital fluctuations and forcibly stimulate his potential to work in one blow.

But next, he really had no power to fight again.
Chapter completed!