Chapter 85 lunar eclipse

The moon is being swallowed up little by little, the night is dim, and the flames in the huge array of eight pole hexagrams are getting brighter and more dazzling. The old man held a huge sword and stood against the light. His pale beard flared in the night wind, like an angry lion.

The black armor man threw Wang Zhongli down, flew up the middle of his chest and kicked him aside. He turned around and finally saw the face of the old general - the crisscrossed scars on his face were dark in the firelight, and his facial features seemed to be thickly carved on the roots of decaying trees. His broken nose and dry lips made the face even more ugly. There was no emotion in one eye. In the depths of his turbid eyes, an angry flame Jumping and burning.

This gray-haired old man is the one who must be killed in this battle!

General Fanyang Royal Hall Yan, a well-deserved emperor of the military world of Fanyang, as long as he is alive, it is difficult for Mengyang iron riders to gallop on the land of Fanyang.

Such a tragic corpse array is to take this person's life.

The black armor man sneered: "Yin Cangyan, you can find me! Are you in such a hurry to die?"

"Our elite scouts searched the whole city like a cobweb just to find you, which really makes it easy for us to find!" The old general replied without hesitation. Not afraid of the majestic and cold voice of the black armor, "This place is very suitable for a decisive battle. Do you want to kill me? Take my head back and show off your master? Come on, now you have a chance!"

"I heard your hatred!" The black armored man said arrogantly, "A stupid general who is eager to revenge!"

"I'm not a general now!" General Yan said hoarsely, "I'm just a warrior eager to revenge!"

"Incorrigible stupidity!" The black armor man roared in a low voice, and his voice buzzed like thunder under the armor of steel.

"Human! Why do you disobey God's will? Since thousands of years of history, you human beings have been fighting endlessly. If one dynasty is built, it will be destroyed by another dynasty. How many people will you die in war? How many bones will you cast in the changing dynasty? It is impossible for human beings alone to achieve a permanent era of peace! Human life is too short. Your life is as small as sand. Compared with the great shore of God, it is as worthless as the gravel swept into the sea!"

He took a big step forward and waved his finger to the sea of fire behind him, "Look at your land. Has there ever been happiness and peace? You fight endlessly, slaughter each other for the selfish desires in your hearts, and commit unforgivable sins! But God doesn't blame you. Although he is disappointed, he has never given up on you!"

The voice of the black armored man became louder and louder and powerful, and it was about to cover the fighting between warriors and zombies around him. His tone and movements exude supreme majesty and make people worship. He took a step further, stretched out his finger to the moon, which had been swallowed up, and shouted loudly, "God can't forgive your stupidity. He wants to punish you and let you know the pain. This is not only a punishment, but also God's redemption for you. Human beings should learn to grow in pain. God endures the great grief in his heart and punishes you. Punishment, I hope the world can become a better place!"

His excited voice stopped abruptly.

General Yudianyan took a big step forward and chopped the huge and heavy sword on his head, as if to smash the man and the god in his mouth.

The man sighed softly, stretched out his hand, raised his hand against the blade, and accurately clamped the huge sword. He wore gloves on his hands and hard iron pieces in the joints of his fingers. He was covered with such heavy and thick armor all over his body to protect him tightly.

General Yan was shocked that his sword weighing more than 30 catties was clamped and could not be pulled out. This kind of thing has never happened in so many years of war.

"Struggle, ants, do you feel the gap between your strength and mine? You might as well serve the gods with me, and you also say that you have the same power as me!" The black man roared proudly.

"Noisy!" General Yan said coldly. He loosened the handle of the knife, jumped up, and flew up as a ball. Then his waist unfolded like an explosion, and his feet kicked on the face of the black armor. This is not an old man's body, which is obviously more energetic and powerful than young people.

This kick with all his strength was on the black armor's face. The huge force made his body lean back, but his feet did not move like a root, just bending back. He loosened his sword with both hands, and General Yan of the imperial palace caught it in the air, rushed in an instant, and opened his left back bow and closed it continuously.

The heavy sword was as light as a leaf in his hand, and the attack was as rapid as a shower.

The black armor man was finally forced to retreat, and his steps were not messy at all. He was not directly cut by the sword, and every knife was sealed by the wrist armor on his forearm. Although General Yan of the Imperial Palace is strong, the block of the black armor is also perfect.

When this gas was finally exhausted, General Yan's wrist shook, the knife body changed, the knife ridge rushed forward, held the handle of the knife with both hands, and swept out vigorously. In the middle of the black armor man's side waist, his body was knocked out and staggered a few steps to stabilize his figure. Since the blade can't split your armor, then hit it with a knife ridge. If there is a weapon like a mace, it can shake this guy even through the armor.

General Yan took the opportunity to retreat a few steps, with a horizontal knife in front of him, arched his waist and limbs, and tsunami-like power could burst out at any time. The black armored man was no longer arrogant, and his eyes under his face were cold, staring at the human who repelled the messenger of God.

"The powerful ant is still an ant after all. If you step on it, it depends on fate!" The black armor man rumbled.

"Do you really think I can't kill you?" Another sound sounded.

The black armor man glanced at it and said, "Ant, did you try to die without killing you?"

Wang Zhongli smiled with a trace of blood from the corners of his mouth and said with a smile, "An ant and a god, don't you know what you are in the eyes of the god you serve?"

"I guess if you die, your master won't shed half a tear for you!" Wang Zhongli bent down and picked up a knife from the ground and surrounded him one after the other.

"Stupid, how can I die? I am a servant chosen by the gods. How can I be killed by you? I received the baptism of God and came with a mission to bring punishment for you!" The black man roared in a low voice.

After a moment of silence, Wang Zhongli raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said contemptuously, "After talking about so many gods, do you know what your god is thinking? If you die, there must be someone else to replace you. After all, the pawn is a pawn. Your master throws you into the battlefield and risks. You are doomed to be an abandoned son, an abandoned son!"

The black armored man suddenly became furious.

General Yan seized his distraction, stood up and rushed forward with a knife, jumped up, combined the weight of his body with the force of chopping, and cut off the back of his head. The black armored man sensed the vicious wind behind his head. When he turned around, the blade was two feet close to him, and he had to cross his arms to block him. "Sparks splashed, the black armor man's knees were soft, he knelt down on one knee, and his arms trembled to hold the knife.

General Yan did not want to compete with him for endurance. He suddenly took out a knife and suddenly withdrew his knife, raised his knees and legs, and stepped on the chest of the black armor. He kicked him so hard that he could stand unsteadily and staggered back.

Wang Zhongli took the opportunity to come forward. He had a sharp tooth knife in his hand. The edge of the knife was thin and sharp, and his hair was broken. His eyes narrowed like a full wolf. He held the knife in his hands, held his breath and stared, and suddenly came out the knife.

The knife light is as complete as the moon, as if Wang Zhongli is the center of the world, and the star universe is rotating around him. This knife is round and full, as if the god opened the world in the chaotic years of Hongmeng.

The blade is accurately draped on the neck of the black armorer. No matter how hard the armor is, its seams are always the most fragile. The blade is thin and sharp. As long as it is cut accurately, even if it cannot cut off his neck directly, it is enough to seriously injure him.

The black armor man let out a low roar, like a wounded lion.

"Ant, you have made me angry." He roared in a low voice.

"Angry? Good, let me see if you can be more angry, burn with anger, and be buried in the fire like your beasts!" Wang Zhongli said contemptuously.

The black armored man stood up straight and stretched out his hand to cover his neck. Wang Zhongli's knife did cut his neck, so he just cut the skin.

He took his hand away and looked at the blood stains on his hand, shining in the firelight.

"I'm bleeding!"

"Well, your blood is no different from those zombies. It is rotten black and sticky in the blood vessels! You are just a corpse with wisdom, just a body without a soul!" Wang Zhongli said coldly.

"My soul has already been given to my master. I have placed my soul with God. He has given me an invincible golden body. I am immortal. For my God, for my God, I will never be defeated!" He roared in a low voice, and the angry storm accumulated in his chest, far less than the calmness and arrogance at the beginning.

"God - even if your God comes, I will kill him! You all deserve to die--" General Yan shouted like thunder.

He dragged the knife forward and chopped this nonsense guy one by one. The powerful chopping seemed to have no end. Under each knife, the black armor man was forced to take a step back. The fire beat, and the bright armor on General Yan's body and the dark armor on the black armor exchanged positions, and the light and shadow changed and fought desperately.

"General, don't fight. The scouts are coming soon!" Wang Zhongli shouted loudly.

Continuous chopping must be completed in one breath, and you can't breathe in the middle. It is difficult to get together when the air is released with one breath. After all, General Yu Dianyan is old, and his strength is not as strong as in those years. This round of offensive is getting weaker, and his arms are already sore and unbearable. The black armored man would not let go of such an opportunity. He clenched his fists and punched his fists, as if he wanted to feedback the force he had just suffered. He wore gloves on his hands, and the iron pieces inlaid in the joints added some danger to his fists, and his powerful fists hit the split knife, leaving a frightening mark.

The black armored man was really angry, and he couldn't wait to smash the one-eyed old guy's head with one punch.

General Yan's armor is not strong, and it can withstand ordinary chopping, but such a heavy fist still shakes the pain.

"Ant, let me cut off your head as the most precious gift and give it to my god!" The black armor man stood up and hit his knees, bullied him forward, hit the old general's lower abdomen fiercely, clenched his fist and hit his temple.

The old general's only eyes and pupils contracted, and his fist was about to hit him, but his arm was sore and he couldn't lift it. The eyes can keep up with the movements of the black armor, and the body just has no time to react.

He has tried his best.

Just as the old general was about to despair, the black armor man's fist was difficult to make any progress.

His wrist was entangled in a noose with an iron hook and looked back along the rope. A warrior in a black night coat grabbed the other end of the rope and prevented him from swinging his punch.

His body suddenly fell forward uncontrollably - his feet were also wrapped in a noso, and the iron armor was so heavy that he didn't realize it. The scout suddenly pulled the rope, and it was difficult for him to maintain his balance and fell down.

While he fell, another scout hurled a noso and accurately put it on his neck and left wrist. The five warriors shouted together and pulled the rope at the same time. The black armored man's body rose to mid-air, as if he were about to be dismembered by the five horses.

He struggled and waved his arm violently. One of the scouts stood unsteadily, and the other staggered and almost fell down. More and more scouts gathered, and they tossed out their elas, put them around his limbs and necks, and pulled them out.

The body is about to be torn. He roared, lay flat and hung in mid-air, mobilizing all his strength to fight against these mulling warriors who suppressed him. It took 15 scouts to restrain him, which could be seen that the great power was.

"I've got you!" General Yan of the imperial palace carried a huge sword on his shoulder, looked down at the culprit who turned the people of the city into zombies, and said coldly, "You think I cut off your head and show it to your master. What will he say?"

"Do ants dare? Do you think this can defeat me? Can you defeat my God?" He struggled and roared.

General Yan ignored him, but held the knife in his hand. The blade hung on the black armor's neck and stroked up and down, "My knife is not sharp, but I just want to cut off your head one by one to honor the dead soul!"

The flames of the eight pole hexagrams are still burning, and the black armor is hanging in mid-air, facing the sky, as if to be sacrificed.

It seems that everything is finally coming to an end. Wang Zhongli breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, the black armor man laughed and couldn't suppress his ecstasy: "Is it over? Ants, do you think it's over? Let me tell you, now is the beginning!"

His eyes hidden in his face looked at the night sky, and the last corner of the bright moon had just been swallowed up.

At this moment, the earth is immersed in endless darkness.