187 Real King Devil Camp: Actual Demon Clan 1

The sword in the hands of the demon man suddenly hit the golden sun. The golden light shone, the red light rushed, and the two forces clashed. The whole sky was stabbed into a big hole like a collapse. In the end, the blood moon finally blew the golden sun into countless golden powders and finally disappeared without a trace.

"Roar!"

Then the big man looked up to the sky and seemed to be extremely angry at the death of countless people.

This big man is also a great master of the demon clan, and such a master can no longer be measured by quantity. If it's just an ordinary warrior, I'm afraid even hundreds of thousands are not enough for him to kill, but today's situation is different. Here are all the elite troops of the hegemonic empire, and they are known as the fourth column of the imperial victorious legion.

Before the big man of the demon clan could get close, the 100 peerless cavalry, who had been waiting in place behind, stretched out two upright black wings on the back of each war horse. This black is different from the evil, hatred and boundless killing of the demon clan, but a kind of simple black, which is thick, deep and steady. It brews the decisiveness and profound city government in the hearts of countless people, in order to determine the decisive killing between one blows.

Before the big man could approach, the 100 black feather killers had rushed up. They are arranged in an orderly manner, one after the other. Before all the actions of the big man, a group of ten killers have formed a black, golden sharp sword stabbed the big man of the demon clan.

The golden edge suddenly pierced a black light and shadow, piercing the black light and shadow in a circle, but after all, it did not penetrate the defense of the demon figure. One blow failed, another impact, ten consecutive non-stop, and even more shocks hardly stopped more than a millisecond. People seemed to see a long gun turning into thousands of sharp edges, suddenly blocking the big man in front of the three armies.

"Kill!"

The black iron tiger, a big man of the Black Iron Army, roared fiercely.

Rows of bows and arrows and long guns began to fly into the sky, and the continuous entanglement in the air finally turned into a twisted drill tentacles that suddenly drilled through the back of the big man.

The big man ignored the attack in front of him, but split it behind the knife. A thin red light, like the blood-red edge of the sword, suddenly hit the tentacles of the powerful drill and smashed it. Then the demon master turned around and cut vertically, and the black substantial knife light suddenly collided with the golden sword light that pierced his defense, and hundreds of sword light touched the half-moon machete almost at the same time. The big man of the demon clan finally couldn't resist the crazy attack and retreated a few steps slightly. At this moment, a hundred killing cavalry immediately converged into a fierce warrior and rushed to the demon big man. The big man was slightly shocked and made the ultimate defense in an instant. Countless black energy formed an extremely heavy piece of huge black shields in front of him.

"The array is ready again, covering the sun!"

While the attack in the sky became white-hot, the formation of the army on the ground began to enter a tense preparation stage again. Two hundred long-gun flying soldiers and archers kept controlling the black-blooded dragons under them and making various complex arrangements. Every time they change their formation, they will shoot a batch of bows and spears. As soon as these long guns and bows and arrows rose into the air, they were torn apart and turned into thin fog. All the fog is still condensing while generating in the air, as if it were a coffin tailored by the great man of the demon clan.

Only the white killers suddenly disappeared. The big man was stunned and just wanted to turn around, but he had been severely stabbed by the killer. Hundreds of killers were like a huge drill, fiercely piercing the body of the demon big man. A blood-red beam of light bursting out from the back of the demon god dyed the sky red, and the big man suddenly blooded.

He was seriously injured only once. After all, the demon master did not withstand this blow and fell from the air and fell into the golden coffin. The coffin was heavily covered with a golden coffin cover, blocking the great man of the demon clan with no way to heaven.

In an instant, more sharper bows and arrows, spears shot into the brilliance like fireworks of Tiannu scattered flowers, and began to explode, smashing the space in the whole coffin, and blood splashed everywhere. A moment later, the great man of the demon clan was dying.

At the same time, the jagged soldiers on the ground began to slowly slow down and let the swords and shields rush up. Rows of knife and shield soldiers killed into the demon army and began to harvest the lives of demon swordsmen and gunmen.

Then the 100 death squad also stabbed away from the tail of the team. They rode black-blooded dragon horses with black wings one by one and surrounded the demons with long swords on the ground. Unlike the final soldiers with black long guns, they have a long black serrated knife in their hands. As soon as a demon leader surrounded them, they surrounded the demon leader in the center, like a fast-rotating juicer to fry the apples put in it into juice.

The big man of the demon clan on the ground holds a long sword and is more than 100 meters tall. Although he is a little worse than the big man of the demon clan in the sky, it is definitely not something that ordinary human powers can compete with. If you compare the physical strength alone, I'm afraid it's not inferior to the black iron black tiger that always hovers on the army.

A huge beam of light suddenly exploded from the body of the big man of the demon clan and suddenly resisted half of the power of rotation. As soon as he wanted to fight back, he saw that the 100-person death squad suddenly disappeared around him, and at the same time, a pair of 100-person swords and shields flew into the sky and began to carry out a more intensive attack on the bigwigs of the demon clan. The 100-person death squad did not withdraw but fell to the ground and began to charge the lives of the demon soldiers on the ground instead of the knife and shield soldiers.

Round after round of killing and replacement, the big man of the demon clan was finally a little weak. At this moment, the jagged soldiers who had been on standby finally began to take action.

"Energy release, a fatal blow!"

In the weakest one of the demon big man, a golden light suddenly pierced his straight line, first temporarily blinding his eyesight, and then a more powerful golden serrated knife was like a death sickle that broke out of the air, instantly cutting the demon big man in half from the waist. Finally, under the attack of the death squad and the knife and shield soldiers, the body of the big man was cut into a large area of blood fog, floating between heaven and earth, and the bones were left.

However, these demon soldiers are just an appetizer for the Black Iron Fourth Column, and the more fierce demon soldiers are still behind. Before all the cavalry can make adjustments, countless more crazy and more powerful demons have rushed up again...

Countless tragic battles, and in the end of the battle, only the commander of the army, the Black Iron and Black Tiger, were not killed, and almost all the rest were destroyed.

In this battle, the fourth black iron column killed a total of 950,000 enemies, and 21 masters of the demon clan can be said to be brilliant results, adding another good performance to the fourth column's successful performance. However, this is not a pleasant thing for Gao Yang and other team members who tasted the taste of death for the first time. Although it was only a virtual act, the extremely tragic fight and death also hit them, and even slightly cast a shadow.

Just going to the battlefield means that there will be casualties, and only those who can survive to the end will have the opportunity to grow into a strong man. To be a real soldier, you must face death, especially the death of your comrades-in-arms, and finally use death as the power of grief and indignation, and gradually grow up to truly become a decisive general of killing.