Chapter 501

"Four two!"

"Six two!"

......

One by one, the orders are not scattered, but these orders are not from Wang Chong, but the five people and the ten-person team.

The tip of the "Fang Array" has not been destroyed yet, and the new Yaji has been produced instantaneously. The iron riders and the Uzbek Tibetans who were slowed down at the tip of the Yajima were suddenly surrounded by the army.

The knives of Morihan passed through the void one after another, and a Uzbek Tibetan who was trapped in it did not scream, and was smashed into a few pieces by a handle.

The slow-moving Datang Iron Rider automatically accelerates inside the front and is automatically attached to the end of the team.

All of this is done automatically in an instant!

Round after round, again and again, the frontal formation of a thousand people is like a precision instrument that runs automatically. In the face of such precision, even if the Uzbek Tibetans are famous for the trapezoidal array of the world, they seem to be able to block the car and do nothing.

"Booming!-"

Along with a scream of fierceness and fear, the last few Uzbek iron traps of the trapezoidal array were thrown high like a broken kite and flew into the air, and Wang Chong’s frontal array also broke out. The entire trapezoidal array of Uzbek Tibetans.

At that moment, the Uz Tibetans were in a big mess.

"It is now, kill!"

Wang Chong smashed through the queue in one fell swoop, and the eyes flashed in the eye. He took the army at the end of the Uzbek Tibetan team and circumvented it at the end of the Uzbek Tibetan team. He immediately returned to the end and once again inserted the end of the Uzbek trapezoidal array like a sharp arrow. . Uz Tibetans are in a big mess.

"Great, successful!"

Seeing the Uzbek in front of us in a mess, the array blocked completely unable to move forward, the eagle licked his fist, and his heart could not afford it. The entire battlefield was completed by Wang Chong. Although he had been standing by Wang Chong, he did not even know what was going on.

When Wang Chong was training, he watched the whole process, and he knew everything about the entire frontal formation. But the eagle never imagined that the power of this array is so big.

This is by no means simple as to cut through or kill, but completely deprives the Uzbek Tibetans of their fighting ability.

The most powerful part of the military is that everyone can play a group effect as a whole, and the greater the number, the greater the power. But if everyone is fighting each other, then this advantage is completely lost.

This is what Wang Chong is doing now!

Although this is not the first time the Hawks followed Wang Chong, but it was not as exciting as it was before, and it was not even more shocking than the Hawks. This is the first time he has intuitively felt the talent of Wang Chong, the outstanding and terrible leader and commanding ability that is completely incompatible with his age.

"The son!"

The wind whistling, looking at Wang Chong in the crowd, the eagle has a deep respect in his heart.

He followed Wang Chong, originally because he was grateful, but now, even if there is no such reason, even if someone let him go, he will never leave. There is a deep potential in Wang Chong, and this potential is not just powerful.

There is a feeling in the heart of the eagle. In the next ten years, if there is no accident, the empire will have a decisive importance, which is comparable to the ranks of the empire generals such as Goshenhan, Fu Mengling, Gao Xianzhi and Zhang Shouqi, and even more outstanding. The presence.

In the heart, the eagle is no longer seeing Wang Chong as a younger generation, but as a leader who can follow his whole life!

Of course, this cut off the eagle himself, no one knows.

"Congratulations to the host killing 617 Uzbek regular army iron ride!"

“Congratulations to the host killing 619 Uzbek regular military iron rides!”

"Congratulations to the host killing 632 Uzbek regular army iron ride!"

......

The information of the line went from the bottom of the mind. Wang Chong had no time to pay attention to other things around him. The Uzi steel sword swayed again and again, and every time there was a Uz Tibetan who fell. Wang Chong’s strength has dropped sharply, and it’s hard to deal with a Uzbek iron ride alone, but it’s not a problem at all.

A large number of masters gathered around, these are Wang Chong from Li Yiye to come over. They were all the elite horses of the Black Dragons in the Western Region. Li Yiye killed the Black Dragon lords and conquered these original Black Dragons.

The elite strength of these black dragons, Wang Chong put them to come and guard themselves. Every time the king rushes out of the sword, there must be three or four swords and snipers at the same time, one after another, one after another..., 噗通! The shadows of Yutong continue to fall, and every Uzbek Tibetans fall down. There must be a strong spirit sent from the small yin and yang swords, and they are fed back to Wang Chong.

The breath of Wang Chong’s body has already fallen to the real thing, but now, under the nourishment of these Uzbek Tibetans, the cockroach has once again skyrocketed.

"Boom!"

A roar came from the body, Wang Chong only felt a shock, a breath like a volcanic eruption, and instantly broke through the realm of the real Wujing. There is a constant stream of suffocating gas, but after a few interest rates, it is another roar. Wang Chong once again broke through and reached the realm of the real Wujing, and is still soaring.

"too strong!"

Intensive battlefields, a steady stream of enemies, these are the best nutrients for the growth of small yin and yang, and the thrill of exponential growth is simply fascinating. Wang Chong now fully appreciates the pleasure of those who are in the evil spirits.

The kind of pleasure makes people unable to stay at all. Many people take risks at all times. In order to get powerful power from a steady stream, they will kill others and kill them.

"It's too strong and too strong..."

Along with a roar, Wang Chong's strength has skyrocketed again, breaking through to the realm of the real Wujing, and now it is only one level away from his real five-fold realm. Wang Chong’s eyes gradually became a trace of blood, and a violent temper gradually began to rise from his heart. A strong impulse dominated Wang Chong and wanted to turn everything around him into his own food.

Now, it is not only the Uzbek Tibetans opposite, but even the people around them, Wang Chong has a strong impulse to pull the sword.

"The enemy and me are not divided!"

A voice rang in the ear:

"The reason why evil is called evil is not because of killing, but because of indiscriminate killing, regardless of the enemy's killing. This is not a simple reason for the practice, but the thrill of this power soaring in a short period of time. The deepest desire in people's hearts is deepest. But in normal circumstances, people in evil ways will not easily reach this point. You must remember that once you have a strong desire in your heart, you will not be separated from the enemy, even the people around you will start. That is, when your little yin and yang technique reaches its peak, it is about to go into flames!"

This is what the old Master of the Emperor had said to himself.

In this case, the old people of the evil emperor told them that they need to calm down, stop absorbing the power, rest for three or four months, and then overcome it by luck and will. However, for himself, the master of the evil spirits told himself a small method.

"boom!"

Wang Chong’s mind was moved, and the six **, such as the bird, Fengxiang and Ren Biao, were connected in a line, suddenly reversed, just for a moment, just like a basin of ice water pouring from the top of the head, Wang Chong’s mind immediately wakes up a lot, that enemy and me do not The killing of the points also weakened a lot.

When the "small yin and yang technique" reaches its peak, it will encounter this kind of "death into the magic". In the past, the old emperor of the evil spirits did not say a word, left a hand, using this method to test the character of the disciples under the door, But for himself, Master has never had a private possession.

"laugh!"

The cold light flashed across the void, passing through the blood and bones. The next moment, Wang Chong's body roared, the whole body was burning, and with the suffocating air from the other side, he instantly broke through the realm of the five realities. When the pass was passed, the figure fell to the ground and a heavy voice was heard. Wang Chong discovered that the other party seemed to be a Uzbek Tibetan.

However, I haven't waited for Wang Chong to look at it. Suddenly there was a big earthquake, and the earth shook. The huge atmosphere was like a storm sweeping the entire battlefield. The huge hurricane blew the white hoof and the people stood up and couldn’t help it. Hey, hey.

"Everyone listens to the order, kill me this Tang will!-"

In front of the war horse, the yellow sand rolled, and a violent Uz Tibetan language came from the yellow sand. Many people did not understand what the person said, but Wang Chong heard it.

"It is the general of the Uzbek Tibetan!"

Wang Chong’s mind flashed an electric light and remembered it instantly.

At the same time, it was almost at the same time that a terrible temperament of destroying the earth came out from the front. Wang Chong’s heart slammed, his shoulders shook, and his body suffocated from the body and turned into a hood, shrouded. White and black stalks of yourself and your feet.

——Heavy body protector, this is the powerful ability of all real martial arts, and is the best means of self-protection.

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boom!

Wang Chong was able to protect himself with a suffocating shield. A violent force slammed over, and the horse screamed, and Wang Chong’s chest blew his blood, and even the man took the horse and shook back. It was at this time that the front battlefield was soaking away, and Wang Chong finally saw the situation ahead.

I saw the Uzbek Tibetans in the front row. Li Yiye held the sword in both hands and breathed heavily. He stood there like a giant. On the other side, the Uz Tibetan was gone. Instead, he was a bronze. With six arms and armor on his body, he is more than a foot tall, and looks like a wrath, a bad form, a sinister treasure.

"No matter who you are, you have to die for me today!"

The huge Tibetan King Kong was dancing with six arms, and each arm had a "bronze implement". The loud sound seemed to thunder and sounded on the spot.