One Man Defends Ten Thousand Men
"Old thief Wen Zhong, don't be so arrogant!"
Ling Xiao's voice rang out from the sky like a thunderbolt, resounding through the air above the two armies.
Hearing Ling Xiao's voice, Daji and the other two were overjoyed.
"Ling Xiao is back!" Daji smiled.
"Prince!" Yu Qing and Hu Ximei also ran out of the camp and looked up.
Wen Zhong heard Ling Xiao's voice and saw Ling Xiao flying over from afar. He immediately snorted and said,""Good!"
Speaking of which, Wen Zhong was indeed good at leading troops. It could be seen just by looking at the formation. The air was filled with murderous intent, and a river of iron horses and weapons was everywhere. Pieces of clouds, five-colored flags ethereal. Thousands of branches painted halberds, leopard tail painted with gold and colorful; 10,000 steel sabers and bronze swords that could slay dragons and tigers. Thick axe, the size of the flag crystal plate; Yes, yes, long| The spear was a silver painting rod as thick as a lamp. The faint painted horn was like the dragon's roar of the Eastern Sea. The shining silver helmet was covered with rolling frost. It was not inferior to Xuanyuan, the Yellow Emperor defeating Chiyou, and a mountain of soldiers rising from the ground.
"Old thief Wen Zhong, don't be too arrogant. Men, fight!"
Ling Xiao shouted after landing outside the military camp.
After he gave the order, Daji and the other two immediately rushed out with the soldiers.
Wen Zhong focused his eyes and immediately did not dare to underestimate Ling Xiao.
That was because Ling Xiao's formation was not inferior to his.
The four green poles fluttered, and the four generals under the poles were in the position of the palace. The four red spears fluttered, and the four battle generals at his feet pressed down on the Li Palace. Four white poles were fluttering, and there were four generals at the feet of the four poles, according to the position of Dui Palace. The four black poles spread out, and the four generals under the feet pressed the position of Kan Palace. Four apricot yellow poles spread out, and four generals stood at the foot of the altar, occupying the position of Wuji Palace.
Just this formation alone was enough to surprise Wen Zhong.
Wen Zhong thought to himself, This Bo Yikao is actually so well-versed in the art of war.”
"Grand Preceptor Wen, I respect you as an old man. Tell me, how do you want to fight, this prince will accompany you to the end!”Ling Xiao placed his hands behind his back and stood in front of the army. He looked dignified and had an extraordinary aura. He looked like he could hold off ten thousand enemies alone.
"Who is willing to take down this traitor?!”Wen Zhong asked.
"I'm willing to go!" Deng Zhong shouted.
With that, he took the axe and rushed out.
Ling Xiao sneered and rushed out. He allowed Deng Zhong's axe to land on his body without dodging.
Under everyone's shocked gazes, they only saw Deng Zhong's ax strike Ling Xiao's body. Not only did it not injure Ling Xiao, but it was also reflected off his horse.
"I'm sorry, you're dead!" After Ling Xiao finished speaking, he struck out with his palm.
Deng Zhong's head instantly exploded, and he was beaten until blood flowed out of his seven orifices. He died on the spot.
When Wen Zhong saw the tragic death of his battle general, he was shocked.
At that moment, Zhang Jie, Tao Rong, and Xin Huan were enraged when they saw their good brother killed by Ling Xiao. The three of them charged out with their weapons in hand.
Xin Huan flew into the air and smashed down on Ling Xiao's head with the drill hammer.
"Hmph, you want to hurt me with your measly cultivation?!”
Ling Xiao sneered and stood still, silently forming a seal.
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