boom!

Tens of thousands of people stomp their feet and shout for killing, how powerful is it?

"kill!"

The moment when Yan Dongjun urged the horse to roar, a strong iron-blooded evil aura that seemed to be solid began to roll into the sky, and together with the sound of the tsunami of the mountains and the sound of the tsunami, it invaded the sky.

Inside and outside Yanzhou City, there are almost steamers, with amazing light and heat, a hundred feet apart, and even several miles apart, all of which can be seen. Everyone who sees them will change their colors.

Above the city, Jiang Wu felt like he was facing a great enemy.

When Yan Dongjun urged the horse forward, he could not capture his figure and breath, which meant that even if he urged him to blow his breath, he would not be able to lock it at this time.

"The momentum of the army!"

In the sense of Yang Yu, the chaotic troops in Yanzhou, which were originally scattered sand, turned into an iron plate, and the extremely terrifying evil spirit filled the world.

The riots of Yanzhou were like the heads of dragons and the eyes of dragons. One of his men urged the horse was like stomping his feet, which was like the mighty power of thousands of people stomping their feet, which was even better than the charge of thousands of cavalry.

The thousands of cavalry and troops under his command were connected with his breath, and it was as one.

This reminded him of a martial arts and military situation that he had practiced briefly but had never performed before!

"Old Master, soldier situation..."

The scene in front of me is so similar.

‘No wonder the predecessors said that martial arts originated from the magical power of Taoism, which was so similar. Do you think the Dominicun had the Taoist fruit of Pojun back then?!’

Ripples appeared in Yang Yu's eyes.

Qi Sha, Pojun, and Tan Lang, the three evil stars in the troubled times have appeared more than once in the past thousands of years, so he also knows these three evil stars.

Pojun's order is to revolutionize.

The word "Po" means "destruction", and the word "jun" means "order". Therefore, since ancient times, the publication of Pojun all means that the Qiangang collapsed and the time of change was reached.

Anyone who has the fruit of destroying the army will have the great fortune of rebelling against the old and breaking the corruption.

And its characteristics are also divided into "Bao" and "army".

The military means that the main person is in the military formation, which means the courage of a single army. Any attack on it will be borne by all soldiers.

And the word "broken"...

"Prime Yang!"

The extremely cold roar resounded inside and outside Yanzhou City.

"I don't want to give you a shame, then let me see, you have some means!"

The hundred-foot-long street passed in an instant, and the domineering and fierce military force erupted with a shocking roar between the fingers of Yandongjun's spear.

It seems that the power of thousands of people is instilled, and it explodes at this moment.

boom!

The city walls roared for dozens of feet away, inside and outside the street, and countless houses collapsed and shattered, and the invisible military force turned into substantial forces and raging.

The amazing blood and blood stained the sky red, and the sudden temperature rose like a wave of fire. The endless snow was melted, and even gasified!

"Pojun!"

Jiang Wu's expression tightened, and he felt that the hurricane above the city was so big that he could not stand. He was shocked and was about to speak when another loud noise came from his ears.

Bang!

Yang Yu pointed his foot gently and stepped out.

His movements were calm and natural, and there was no point in force. If he could fall outside, it would be a terrifying huge movement.

Jiang Wu's body trembled, and he felt that the city walls made of bluestones under his feet were trembling, and a long-lasting beeping burst out under this huge force.

Bang!

In an instant, the air exploded, and the ubiquitous air seemed to be knocked away and diverted. Yang Yu stepped out in one step, and his speed was so fast that he threw the sound of the air explosion behind him.

Then, a punch was handed out.

Hurry!

Jiang Wu staggered back, his whole face being slightly deformed by the strong wind, but he still couldn't bear to turn his eyes and looked open.

I saw the sky as the sea, the man was like a dragon, and the ocean was surging through the mysterious clothes. Such a boxing posture was beyond his imagination.

It seems that the legendary Dinghai God's needle is stirring the world!

“So fierce?!”

The power of this punch was too terrifying. Many martial arts people who were far away from several long streets were disgusted. Yan Dongjun, who was the first to be hit, couldn't help but hop off his eyes.

During the years of the uprising, he had fought with masters, but no one, including the old king in the northwest, could compare with the person in front of him.

In his senses, light will arise when his fist comes out.

The blazing light and heat move with the fist and arise with it, and within the extremely subtle time scale, it bursts out like burning mountains and boiling seas.

The punch and seal were pushed horizontally, as if there was a golden sun falling. The momentum was so great that it was almost no less than that of the entire army he commanded and had accumulated a long time of Pojun!

But he was shocked but not afraid. As his strength ejaculated, his spear trembled.

boom!

It was like a peacock spreading its tail, thousands of spear shadows were wrapped in the sharp army, breaking the fist wind and airflow that was coming from the sky.

The gun forest rolled like a river soaring towards the sky.

It meets the top-down punch in the air.

Rumble!

When the strong wind blows, it is like a tide of anger in the sea, and the terrifying concentric circles of force seem to spread layer by layer.

The long streets are trembling, and the soil and rocks may sink or rise.

Looking above the city, it looked like a huge cloud of mushrooms soaring into the sky, bursting out a terrifying force that shocked everyone.

As the ripples spread, the city walls cracked and gravel splashed. On both sides of the long street, large areas of long uninhabited houses and military houses collapsed and shattered.

The strong beams and countless tiles of bricks and stones were in such a shocking collision, and they didn't even insist on it at all. In a moment, they turned into powder!

When blown by the wind, it turned into ashes.

Dong!

Like a huge rock falling into a deep pool, the waves exploded.

Yang Yu's clothes and hair were all raised back, and the four-layer network inside his body was trembling and buzzing. He felt that under his fist was not a spear, but an angry dragon.

This is not a power of one person, but a summary of the power of thousands of people!

After being promoted to the "Ten Dragons and Ten Elephants", this was the first time he encountered the power that could compete with him in Zhou Xuan. The power of this shot was even greater than that of Dou Fo Yinyue!

"This power?!"

Yang Yuxin was surprised, and after a shot, a terrifying flashed in Yan Dongjun's eyes.

Where is this boxing?

It's clearly a mountain!

In one collision, the true weapon he used to bless was completely broken, and the black iron armor was shattered by huge force. What was even more terrifying was not the two who collided.

Instead, he urged the horse to rush, and the Yanzhou elite cavalry followed closely behind.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The momentum of the army is connected with a breath that is more thorough than the situation of the army, and the magical powers give it to it is closer than any military formation.

Therefore, after this collision, Yan Dongjun's expression only changed, but the hundreds of cavalry behind him seemed to have crashed into the invisible wall while running wildly.

With screams, horses neighing, they either fall back or vomit blood, and even more, people and horses all rose from the ground!

"good!"

A punch was useless, and Yang Yu did not force himself to urge him, allowing the huge force on the gun to spread. The person moved with the wind and rose several feet high.

"But that's it!"

After a moment of terror, Yan Dongjun's heart just relaxed when he saw Yang Yu soaring into the air. At that moment, he almost felt the illusion of a mountain pressing down on the top.

Fortunately, it blocked.

So,

Next...

Yan Dongjun laughed hideously.

Wearing military power, only those who come have no power to crush, then the outcome will be decided!

Pojun Taoist Fruit, he lacked his practice and could only gather a thousand troops, but he could not compare to the domineering emperor. The King of Zhao of the Western Palace led 8,000 people with unparalleled divine power.

According to legend, the military situation is a world-class magical skill learned from the supernatural powers of Domineering. With this skill and eight thousand children, he can even compete with Lu Chen.

The same is true for the King of Zhao in the Western Palace. He looked down on the eight thousand mysterious armors and ran rampant in the world without any resistance.
To be continued...