Chapter 1128
In front of the majestic palace, a tall figure appeared at some unknown time. He was dressed in a dragon robe from the Qing Dynasty, with a long whip tied on the back of his head. He looked about thirty years old, and a bronze bell hung beside him. It defeated several masters of the alliance army at the same time.
The man's silent appearance shocked everyone.
The people of the Eagle Clan knelt down to worship at the same time.
On the border of Xiangjiang, the masters watching the battlefield were even more horrified, and their complexions changed suddenly.
The patriarch of the Eagle Clan!
A character who is extremely mysterious from beginning to end, he stays firmly behind the scenes and almost never shows up. Before today, no one knew who he was, let alone his information.
Now, his appearance is extremely impactful.
Before making a move, Ling Zhan and others of the alliance army were thrown out. The terrifying strength caused many people to feel despair and horror from the bottom of their hearts.
"clatter……"
He looked around, took steps, and walked step by step from the ground to the sky. His empty and vicissitudes of eyes looked around and swept across the messy battlefield. After a long time, he spit out two words from the depth of his throat: "Ping Bing .”
With a low tone and an old voice, it is conceivable that he is not as young as he appears on the surface.
As soon as his words fell, the subordinates of the Eagle clan who were kneeling in the void stood up one after another, and Aixinjue Luolong stepped forward excitedly: "Patriarch, have you made a breakthrough?"
"It's worse." Facing the battlefield with countless casualties, Kang Yan was extraordinarily calm, and said in a calm tone, "If you don't show up again, I'm afraid none of you will survive today."
"Li Yanwang, I really didn't expect that he could come back from that world." Under Kang Yan, a dragon chair manifested, and he sat down domineeringly, "Lin Sheng, stay with Li Xiao, and kill the rest of us." .”
His words are very plain, after hundreds of years, human life has no meaning to him, even if 10,000 or 100,000 people die, there will be no waves in his heart.
In his eyes, the alliance army is nothing more than a group of small ants.
"The patriarch has an order, except for Lin Sheng and Li Yanwang, shoot and kill!" Aixinjue Luolong shouted, and in an instant, tens of thousands of Eagle clans surged like a tide again, and fierce fighting began.
The appearance of the human demon Kang Yan greatly boosted the morale of the Eagle Clan, and they went forward indomitably, rushing to kill them desperately.
Although the alliance army is strong, facing so many people, coupled with lack of morale, they are retreating steadily, losing hundreds of people in an instant.
"Ling Zhan, Li Jun, Dugu Mo, Lin Sheng, you guys, hurry up and mobilize the emperor soldiers with me to kill that old bastard!" Xuanwu was extremely angry. In this era, it is rarely injured, like today Being despised by others, it has never been experienced before.
"No." Even though Dugumo was cold, he couldn't help but say at this moment, "Once the emperor's soldiers come out, the emperor's law will affect Li Xiao's crossing the catastrophe."
"That's right!" Wang Lijun said, "You can't use imperial soldiers."
"Hey... I'm so tired, I'll leave those youngsters to you, I... go and hold that old bastard Kang Yan!" Xuanwu finally gave up the idea of using the emperor's weapon, and with a wave of one hand, it's in his hand in an instant. A golden long whip appeared.
The long whip is like a dragon, with a length of a thousand meters. As soon as it appeared, a wave of saint's coercion swept out, filling the sky, and many others trembled.
Hit the magic whip!
Back then, he exchanged the Earth Book with Li Xiao, and the Magic Whip was used to the extreme in its hands. The holy soldier seemed to have revived, and the ultimate morality swept across the sky. This is a kind of supreme power, vast to the extreme.
If the emperor's soldiers don't come out, the holy soldiers will be honored!
And the God Whip is the best among holy soldiers. In ancient Chinese myths and legends, it specializes in hitting gods. Although the myths are exaggerated, it is enough to prove how strong it is.
"Snapped!"
The magic whip crackled, and under Xuanwu's control, it hit Kang Yan directly.
Facing it, even the patriarch of the Eagle Clan couldn't take it lightly. He sacrificed the bronze bell beside him and moved forward.
"Boom!"
The two Xeon weapons intersected, and there was a piercing roar. The void was shattered by the terrifying waves that diffused out, and black holes connected to unknown dimensions appeared one after another.
The few cultivators at the early stage of the Spirit King who were closest to him were directly and ruthlessly involved, and before they could even make a sound, they turned into ashes.
"Hiss...that's the Magic Whip, the weapon of the Taoist Duobao. I didn't expect it to appear in its hands."
"It's so scary."
"With the Holy Soldiers, Li Yanwang will definitely win this battle."
"Not necessarily." Someone shook his head, "Although Kang Yan's bell is not as powerful as a holy soldier, it is absolutely powerful, and its strength is so high that it is elusive, and Xuanwu can only hold on for a while. If the alliance army is no longer strong I'm afraid... still can't save the fate of defeat."
The masters who watched from a distance conducted analysis one after another, and finally knew that the alliance army had a low chance of winning, and the existence of the patriarch of the Eagle Clan was a strong resistance to them.
"Come on, bastard!"
Xuanwu unfolded his potential of spraying, spraying while fighting, standing with Kang Yan, they are both powerful masters, and they all hold peerless weapons, fighting together, the void can't bear it, and it keeps breaking like glass Cracked, the gorgeous dao is brilliance overwhelming, dazzling.
Many weak ascetics, in front of their formidable power, can only prostrate on the ground, trembling, and even stand up, it seems extremely extravagant.
"Roar!"
Lin Sheng, Dugu Mo, Wang Lijun, and Ling Zhan all appeared the elixir gifted by Li Xiao, recovered as before, joined the battlefield again, and competed with several Heavenly Venerates.
The masters were equal, but the alliance army lost Lin Sheng's support, and immediately became disadvantaged, constantly retreating, and constantly dying.
The smell of blood permeated the void. The battle of tens of thousands of people made the entire Xiangjiang River tremble. Rows of high-rise buildings collapsed, and the once prosperous city became barren.
High above the sky, the clouds broke, and the sky seemed to be split open, and bursts of blood were sprinkled, which was shocking.
"Pfft... I'm so stupid!"
Suddenly, a high-pitched curse came out, and in the nine heavens, people saw Xuanwu spitting out blood, falling from the sky like a short-lined kite.
It was seriously injured all over its body, the turtle shell on its back was cracked, and it could be clearly seen that there were horrible wounds on its flesh.
His limbs were cut off ruthlessly, leaving only a remnant body.
"Boom!"
It fell to the ground, smashing out a gigantic crater for a kilometer, and the entire turtle shell was completely shattered, bloody and bloody.
At the same time, the Divine Whip also fell to its side, without the support of spiritual power, it lost its luster of martial arts.
"Xuanwu!"
"little turtle!"
Wang Lijun, Ling Zhan, and Lin Sheng yelled at the same time. They were covered in blood, their eyes were red, and they yelled hoarsely.