The battle between Emperor Zhenwu and the Blood Emperor Zhuanxu was inextricable.
Zhuanxu practiced the prehistoric body-building technique that was enhanced dozens of times, and his attacks were fierce and invincible. The power of Emperor Zhenwu to rule the world gave him a heavy attack power, and at the same time, his energy was endless and steady.
Zhuan Xu rushed forward and made a strong attack stance. Just when his huge fists were about to touch the opponent's body, he suddenly shrank. His left foot moved sideways at high speed and slid over. At the same time, his right foot quickly took a sideways step and stood up on tiptoe.
Turned half a circle.
Such a fake move instantly brought Zhuanxu, who was charging straight up, behind Emperor Zhenwu. Emperor Zhenwu knew it was not good, so he gave up the step of turning back, and swung his arms back with unimaginable toughness!
If Zhuan Xu insisted on continuing to attack, he would certainly be successful, but at the same time he would have to withstand Emperor Zhenwu's counterattack head-on. He did not want to do this kind of business. He was always happy when he won in a fight. Losing both sides only meant that his skills were not up to par.
Zhuan Xu's already prepared fist skillfully avoided the fists coming towards him, and the straight attack distance suddenly turned into an arc. At the same time, his clenched fists opened and hugged Emperor Zhenwu's waist!
This change of move was so clever that before Emperor Zhenwu could react, he had already dragged him back a few steps and faced him again. Zhuanxu directly added a kick to the chest. Emperor Zhenwu could no longer maintain his balance while kicking.
After a few steps, he fell backwards.
It sounds long, but in fact it only took a moment. The soldiers on both sides of the battle only had a few short blows with the two bosses, and then Emperor Zhenwu was kicked out by a big foot!
"Come again!"
Blood Emperor Zhuanxu took advantage of the victory to pursue the victory. He held a pair of long-handled heavy hammers with animal faces in his hands and smashed them towards Emperor Zhenwu with a whistling sound. This situation made the beast army on the Great Xia side boil with enthusiasm and morale. What they believed in was
Strength and pure physical combat were more convincing to them than those dazzling spells of light and shadow, and Zhuanxu's fighting style was undoubtedly admired by them.
Emperor Zhenwu's chest felt tight after being kicked by Zhuan Xu. Seeing the oncoming heavy blows, he couldn't muster the strength. In desperation, he had no choice but to use the strength of his retreat to roll over and make a pass.
Got this hammer.
Although he didn't look very good, he managed to escape, but the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Soldiers on the side didn't think so. The three great emperors on his side, Huang Di, were able to hit them hard by dragging two of them. Now even the Zhenwu Great Emperor, who is the most powerful in close combat,
He was unable to catch the opponent's three moves and was extremely embarrassed. This was an extremely heavy blow to morale!
Zhuanxu was just accustomed to using his fists to reason, but this did not mean that he did not understand the truth. As someone who had been fighting on the front line of the battlefield for a long time, he knew the importance of morale better than anyone else. How could he waste this opportunity that came to his door?
He saw his hammers lying upside down on the ground and began to say: "Dang Mo Zhenwu Great Emperor? That's all! You can't even do three moves in my hands. Haha, should your title of Dang Mo be changed?"
,Have you ever really slain a demon like this before?"
After finishing speaking, he didn't give the other party a chance to argue at all. He put his hands on his hips and raised his head and said proudly: "I will stand here, waiting for you to get up and let you take a move!"
From this we can see Zhuanxu's great wisdom. When he said this, Emperor Zhenwu lost face and at the same time promoted his own image and left a way out.
Is it possible that Emperor Zhenwu can really lose his temper and attack Zhuanxu? Of course not, but in this way, the heavenly side will only see that their emperor has no courage to attack. Not to mention another blow to morale, it also highlights Zhuanxu's invincibility.
definition.
And if Emperor Zhenwu really accepts a move from him regardless of his face, then even if he wins, it will still be a defeat. A small sentence actually contains a big meaning.
Many people think that war is based on blood, and command and planning are only secondary, and they even look down on those soldiers. But in real war, when there is no absolute strong force, strategy is always the most important, and the so-called command, military
These formations are, to put it bluntly, just simplified strategies that everyone can understand.
Emperor Zhenwu was also a veteran who was well versed in this art. He couldn't see Zhuanxu's tricks at all. He stood up with an angry face and shouted angrily: "What a thief! Instead of sneak attack, I'll beat you up! Let's see how I surrender to you!"
A sneak attack overthrew all the achievements that Zhuan Xu had just established. All the heavenly soldiers wanted was an explanation. Besides, the close-quarters attack just now was extremely fast. Emperor Zhenwu said that a sneak attack was entirely possible.
This is the true battlefield art. In just a few words, you can control the basic situation of the entire battlefield.
Zhuanxu wanted to refute, but Emperor Zhenwu would suffer another loss. He also had a palm-width giant heavy sword in his hand and rushed towards Zhuanxu.
Zhuan Xu suddenly became angry, and he picked up his hammer and faced him without giving in. These two men were both violent saboteurs. Now that they had used real fire, they dominated the battlefield and fought against each other.
The Yellow Emperor relied on the Xuanyuan Sword and fought hard with the other two emperors. The barbarian army that had penetrated the opponent's line of defense was also overwhelmed by the continuous reinforcements arriving and could not advance or retreat. Those who had been on standby were unable to advance or retreat.
The Daxia army immediately joined the battle group to control the situation, and the entire Nantianmen became more crowded...
The clone of Taiqing escaped with a secret method that caused great damage after many failed attempts. The mysterious man was unable to stop him. Demon Ancestor Chonglou and others came back to restrain Emperor Ziwei and the Emperor of Heaven. The army of over 10,000 blood slaves was once again captured by the mysterious
The man was released to eliminate the remaining heavenly soldiers. With this battle, the battlefield of heavenly demons ended and entered the final stage.
"Come, take me to see Ji Feng!" The mysterious man suddenly appeared behind Chong Rong.
"Ah?..." Chong Rong was startled, and when he turned around, he saw the powerful mysterious man.
"Hurry up!" The mysterious man's tone became cold again. Zhong Rong responded twice, and with a blank mind, he led the other person towards the palace where Ji Feng was.
Chong Rong walked extremely slowly, but the mysterious man did not urge him any further. It was as if he was looking at the scenery, but there was no scenery. On the only two planets left by the Demon Clan, there were only returning warriors and thick waves that could not be dissipated.
The smell of blood.
Finally we arrived. Chong Rong stood alone outside the palace with a pale face and wringing his hands, looking very helpless. The mysterious man stepped forward and pushed the door open, but suddenly moved to the side, and then a violent air flow swept from inside the door.
When Lin Qi came out, the wild and tall figure had jumped out: "What a strong smell of blood!"
"Huh? Who is this?" Linqi saw the mysterious man at a glance, but what surprised him was that although this man had a strong evil aura, he also had a very familiar smell!
"I'm here to take Ji Feng away, get out of the way." As the mysterious man spoke, he had already passed Linqi into the palace, but Linqi stood there as if he had no feeling at all, like a wooden sculpture!