Chapter 140 Yan Liang Wen Chou shows his power (please subscribe)
Roar! Roar! Roar!
The strong winds continued, and the killings continued.
I don’t know how long it took, but the Nameless Thirteen was like a wild horse running wild, deep into the enemy’s formation, and no one could control it anymore.
Until, on the northwest army side, headed by two Wanshou Realm generals, eight Death Mysterious Realm generals called accordingly and gathered the remaining dozens of generals together.
The speed at which the Nameless Thirteen slaughtered enemy generals slowed down.
"Everyone, we will move forward together as a group. If they dare to come up, we will work together to send them to hell."
The first general, named Zhang Zhenghuan, is a second-level general in the Longevity Realm.
Now he is the one with the highest prestige and the strongest combat power among many generals.
He gave an order and all the generals obeyed.
No one wants to die, and everyone knows with their brains that Zhang Zhenghuan's judgment is completely correct.
They can only find a chance of survival by holding together for warmth.
pity.
We don't have to wait for how long they will be stable.
Two more figures suddenly appeared in front of them.
One person was holding a sword, and it was so fierce and powerful that the powerful light of the sword crushed their minds.
One person is holding a gun, and the gun is as cold as winter.
"Everyone, let me meet you, my name is Yan Liang."
"My name is Wen Chou. Remember, don't forget our names when you go to hell."
These two people were none other than the two generals Yan Liang and Wen Chou.
They were also the heroes who bravely championed the three armies during the Three Kingdoms era.
Even though they were not as good as Guan Yu, they were still able to leave their name and rank as one of the twenty-four generals in that magnificent era, which fully shows their extraordinary ability.
[Name: Yan Liang]
[Initial realm: First level of Wanshou realm]
[Qualification: The appearance of a genius]
[Weapon: Leiyin Dark Mace Sword - Heavenly Grade Top Grade]
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[Name: Wen Chou]
[Initial realm: First level of Wanshou realm]
[Qualification: The appearance of a genius]
[Weapon: Sutie Three-pronged Spear - Heavenly Rank High Grade]
"Humph, unknown person."
Zhang Zhenghuan glanced at Yan Liang and Wen Chou and snorted coldly.
"Ah!"
He smiled coldly, shook his head, and Yan Liang's eyes showed a ferocious look.
clang!
The Leiyin Dark Mace waved slightly, and the sound of thunder shook the void.
A dark light like smoke gradually covered Yan Liang's body.
In a trance, I looked at Yan Liang and saw that he looked like a fierce ghost, which was breathtaking.
The sword slashed down hard, as if it had the potential to overwhelm mountains and seas.
clang!
Zhang Zhenghuan hurriedly raised his sword to fight, and the two swords collided with each other. There was a clang and the aftermath was splashed everywhere.
A dozen enemy generals around him were caught off guard and were all injured in the aftermath.
Stab! Stab! Stab!
Suddenly, purple thunder wrapped around Zhang Zhenghuan's blade, making bursts of harsh sounds.
ah!
As if being electrocuted, his hands were instantly blackened. Zhang Zhenghuan screamed and could no longer hold the knife in his hand.
The sword fell from his hand and fell to the ground.
There was a bang, and Yan Liang's knife tip continued to strike, piercing Zhang Zhenghuan's chest.
With a thud, he fell heavily to the ground.
Zhang Zhenghuan died on the spot before he even had time to react.
"What?"
Fang Feisha, another first-level Wanshou Realm general in the Northwest Army, exclaimed with a look of disbelief on his face.
Zhang Zhenghuan, who was at the second level of the Longevity Realm, was killed by Yan Liang with just one move.
Simply incredible!
"Next, it's your turn to hit the road."
Before Fang Feisha could think too much, Wen Chou's urging voice sounded like thunder in his ears.
"kill!"
Subconsciously, he waved the sword in his hand and struck Wen Chou hard.
Wen Chou licked his lips, revealing a bloodthirsty look.
The three-pronged iron spear in his hand suddenly thrust out, like a ferocious snake, turning into three sharp blades of light.
With the force of the strong wind, it whizzes upward.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
After three consecutive blasts, the sword in Fang Feisha's hand made a clicking sound and shattered inch by inch.
"Don't even think about killing me."
The consciousness of survival was burning crazily, and Fang Feisha was unwilling to die.
He clenched his fists tightly and suddenly punched them out.
If the two punches are powerful enough, they will be unstoppable!
All the way, it shattered a large area of empty space, showing off the power of the fist.
Wen Chou's figure flashed, as light as an arrow, and in the blink of an eye, like a gust of wind, he came behind Fang Feisha.
Su Tie's three-pronged spear thrust out mercilessly, hitting him right in the back of the heart with one blow.
puff!
He spat out a mouthful of blood.
Fang Feisha turned around and stared unwillingly, moving the corners of her mouth slightly, trying to say something, but nothing came out.
Taking back the Sutie three-pronged spear, Wen Chou came to Yan Liang's side.
The two people, one on the left and one on the right, stand across the sky.
Standing there, they were like two unshakable mountains. Bloody light slowly enveloped them. If they moved even slightly, an irresistible majestic pressure would pour down.
"run!"
All the generals were panicked.
The only two remaining backbones, Zhang Zhenghuan and Fang Feisha, the two Wanshou realm generals, were crushed to death in Yan Liang and Wen Chou Mask as easily as ants.
How dare they stay even half a minute.
I don't know who yelled and ran away. Everyone's face turned pale and their liver and gallbladder were broken.
I only regretted that my parents had lost two legs so that they could not escape faster.
In an instant, the generals of the Northwest Army, who had just been fighting bravely and with high spirits, intending to break the situation, became as panicked as dogs in mourning.
"kill!"
Yan Liang and Wen Chou would not let them escape.
The two men transformed into hunting beasts, following closely behind a group of generals, wielding swords and spears frequently.
Every time you come out, you will see blood!
Soon after, the remaining generals of the Northwest Army were slaughtered.
"Martial battle!"
Looking at the martial arts battle from a distance with a relaxed and carefree expression, as if he were admiring flowers, Lin Wu gritted his teeth and let out a deep drink.
"Shao Heiyi."
With a sharp shout, Lin Wu clenched his fists, his murderous intent rising to the extreme.
"My subordinate is here."
Shao Heiyi heard the sound and knew it. He dressed in black robes and was surrounded by evil spirits, which was terrifying and terrifying.
"It's time for your Black Alliance to take action."
"If you don't win, there is no need to come back."
Lin Wu stared at Shao Heiyi.
He pinned his hopes on the Black Clothes Alliance by killing the Nameless Thirteen, killing Yan Liang and Wen Chou, and thus breaking the situation.
"Your Majesty, don't worry. One hundred and twenty-three people from the Black Alliance are ready to fight to the death."
"If you don't succeed, you will be successful!"
With a hoarse voice, Shao Heiyi took orders and already had thoughts of death.
The situation is not optimistic.
Every fool knows that the building will collapse on Lin Wu's side.
However, the Black Alliance had no choice.
They are grasshoppers in the same boat as Lin Wu.
If Lin Wu falls, they will also die.
If you work hard at this time, you may still be able to make a turn for the better.
"Go ahead."
After hearing Shao Heiyi's assurance, Lin Wu suddenly lost interest for some reason.
In my heart, I suddenly felt lonely.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
As soon as Shao Heiyi left.
At the same time, hundreds of black shadows jumped out from the chaos.
Each of them showed extraordinary strength.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The first confrontation, the sound of successive collisions resounded through the void.
The Nameless Thirteen were forced to assemble.
For the first time, they felt a strong sense of oppression.