The long sword breaks through the air and the real dragon hovers.
The two dominant legions in their respective fields are fighting. There is no blood flying, which is more dangerous than the flying of the broken limbs and arms.
Just because this is a competition between the two armies in the spirit of war and a battle of cohesion. If there is a bit of mistakes, they will lose the game.
Uncle Guo''s face was ferocious.
This is the army he personally gave to the soul and spirit, and it is also the capital he can shoulder to shoulder with the beheader.
Moreover, since the establishment of the army, there has been only one defeat in the demon army. Can this army cut the sky? Jokes.
For so many years, he has been oppressed by the army he created. At this time, can we turn the sky?
He looked at Lin fan, who had been frowning all the time, as if he were thinking about something big. There was no limit in his eyes.
Wait, shovel the sky cutting army first and kill Xuyang.
Then it''s you.
"Kill!"
The rising sun roared, and the blue sword was more terrible and gloomy.
Lin Fan once told him how to break the method of slaughtering the divine army, and he was 90% sure he could break it.
But he won''t use that method today.
I''ve been pressed down by this God slaughtering army for too long.
If you jump over the Legion alone, you won''t get rid of your hatred at all.
What he wants is a brilliant victory and rolling.
Lin Fan suddenly turned his head and looked at his uncle, grinning: "uncle, who do you think will win?"
Uncle Guo glanced coldly, "what do you think?"
Lin Fan laughed and didn''t answer.
Uncle Leng hum: "why don''t you and I have a big bet?"
"What are you betting on?" Lin Fan glanced at his uncle.
"Life!" Uncle Guo''s eyes were cold.
Lin Fan''s eyes narrowed slightly: "Uncle Guo is superior and wants to gamble with me?"
"You deserve it?"
The national uncle came with such a sentence, and with sarcasm.
Who is he?
It''s only half a step away from that position.
At this time, it is the peak of the emperor and is expected to be a big man in that realm.
Even if he thought he would win, he would not agree to such a bet because he thought it was an insult to him.
"Then what gamble do you mention?" Lin Fan''s eyes were cold.
The national uncle smiled and said, "don''t you want the life of emperor hao? Take a bet. If the heavenly army wins, the emperor will take his head for you personally. If you lose -"
Uncle Guo''s eyes were quiet: "the emperor makes you scared and die!"
Uncle Guo opened his mouth like this, completely ignoring the great change in the eyes and pale cheeks of emperor Hao behind him.
Haotiandi!
Lin Fan grits his teeth and reveals deep-seated hatred in his eyes.
When he first entered the seventh world, it was the great emperor who personally opened his intestines and broke his belly, and beat his internal organs with his fingertips just to see the whole picture of the golden heart.
"Bet!" Lin Fan opened his mouth, and his cold eyes swept the Emperor: "cool? You''ve always been a dog, but you''re just a dog in the end."
Haotian looks depressed and even a little out of his mind. He''s thinking about chasing the man before him for so many years, right? Is it wrong?
Such bets are frightening to death. It is often the death of an emperor, which really shocked everyone.
Princess Jue smiled: "if you like this bet, you can be a notary. If anyone loses, dare to cheat, hum..."
Threatening.
"Haotian." Uncle Guo glanced slightly and looked at the emperor Haotian behind him.
The vast sky hung its head, but it didn''t say much.
"Will we lose?" my uncle asked again.
Hanging his head, Haotian slightly raised his head. Uncle Guo shook his head and said with a smile: "we have won for two thousand years."
This sentence seems to give Haotian a reassurance.
On the battlefield, the battle began.
As time went by, uncle Guo''s face changed slightly.
It seems that in the past, the sky cutting army was defeated. Today, it can resist for so long.
"Kill!"
Xuyang roared, and he flew up. The blue Sabre was gone. It turned into thousands of war spirits and integrated into Xuyang''s body.
His breath, however, increased sharply. Unexpectedly, there was a faint smell of the imperial realm.
Step forward and step on the head of 10000 troops. Xuyang roared, "cut the heavenly army - cut people!"
"Cut the sky!"
Ten thousand people roared at the same time. Unexpectedly, there was a sense of war soaring again. Just in front of Xuyang, a big blue knife appeared again.
Xuyang holds a knife and cuts it out with one knife.
Keng!
The real dragon of the God slaughtering army was cut in half. The real dragon howled miserably and the war spirit dissipated. At present, thousands of God slaughtering soldiers had no time to howl and turned into fly ash.
"Cut the heavenly army - cut the earth!"
Xuyang roared. He took a big step forward and cut off his big knife again.
The real dragon was cut into three sections. The broken dragon body rolled, and the dragon head was wailing, which made the void explode.
Uncle Guo''s face changed.
Hao Tiandi''s face was deathly gray and his whole body trembled.
"Cut the sky army - cut the sky!"
Xuyang holds a knife in both hands and cuts it down with one knife!
In the eyes of the world, there seems to be a scene. God holds a knife to divide the sky and cut the heaven and earth!
Tu Shenjun, dead!
There were no bones, only thick ashes piled up on the battlefield.
Everyone looked at the proud man with a knife in both hands and inclined to his uncle!
Kill heaven, earth and people!
What a domineering Xuyang!
What a ferocious army!
"Old bastard, do you really think it''s better to kill the heavenly army than to kill the divine army? That''s just to play with you!" Xuyang roared.
Uncle Guo steps back!
How can he win or lose once?
What he fears is.
The heavenly army was willing to lose him and slaughtered the divine army for 2000 years.
So, who can suppress the arrogant and fierce generals in the sky cutting army?
So, why did you lose these two thousand years?
So why?
At this time, my uncle even gave birth to a great disaster. All kinds of things identified in the past seem to have become a joke!
For example, the power controlled by the devil''s palace is at most equal to that of his uncle''s house.
For example, as long as he becomes a temporary God, he can seize the world in his hands, and so on.
This kind of problem is not only thought of by his uncle.
All the great things in the imperial uncle''s house were frightened in their eyes at this time.
The eyes of fear all glanced at the woman high above, and they felt heartfelt fear.
Today''s World War I is like a crack, which has appeared in the first Department of uncle''s house since then.
"Then, is it time to fulfill the bet?" Princess Jue chuckled.
Everyone''s thoughts were interrupted and looked at Uncle Guo. How would he choose?
Then, with pity and compassion, he looked at the emperor of heaven.
That''s sad.
This is an emperor, high above the world. Who dares to look at him with such eyes on weekdays?
"Hey, hey." emperor Haotian smiled miserably. He looked up at the sky as if he was really wrong. He followed his national uncle for 1800 years and just regarded him as an old dog that can be abandoned at will.
"Uncle Guo, this palace is a witness, but don''t let this palace be difficult." Princess Jue said coldly.
Uncle Guo''s face struggled and his eyes were cruel. He looked at Haotian: "don''t worry, I''ll take good care of your family."
If you raise your hand, you will directly shoot Haotian with one palm.
"I Lin Fan want to kill people, why should I borrow your hand?" Lin Fan opened his mouth contemptuously and looked at Haotian: "old dog, can you remember the words of Japanese respect?"
Haotian''s body trembled.
Of course he does.
That day, the man who was locked by rules and order calmly asked his name.
Lin Fan''s face is twisted and ferocious: "when the Japanese Zun asks your name, go back, there are six years left, your life will be taken by yourself in six years."
Haotian laughed, but it meant that it was difficult to see. He flew away without saying hello to his uncle.