One man and one horse penetrated thousands of troops and came, turning people upside down wherever they passed, and countless soldiers were scattered like straw.

Not to mention the arrows shot from all directions, which were blown away by the strong wind without being able to get close at all, causing huge casualties to one's own people.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

The shrill neighing of men and horses was accompanied by the sound of cracking muscles and bones like a barrage of cannons.

Suddenly, there were screams inside and outside the Chinese army, and blood and mutilated limbs were flying everywhere.

The Chinese army is in chaos!

"good chance!"

The Chinese army was in chaos. Some people were shouting in fear and others were retreating. Yang Yu's eyes were bright.

However, he waved his long sword and pretended to fight, but in fact he was approaching where Wu Zhilong was.

Zhang Xuanba is extremely powerful in terms of force, and his red cloud horse is the fastest in the world. The battlefield of thousands of miles follows him, and it is impossible to catch up with him.

If you want to face the King of Zhao of Xifu directly, the only chance is at the Chinese army tent!

"How dare a yellow-mouthed kid be so arrogant?!"

There were loud shouts from the army in Dali.

A tall and burly middle-aged man wearing full body armor rode away on horseback with a roar, a one-legged bronze figure in his palm pulling the terrifying air current.

At the same time, there were people from all directions, either driving horses or moving at high speed, using various means to kill Zhang Xuanba.

"How dare you ambush me?!"

Amidst the long roar, Zhang Xuanba spurred his horse forward, pointing his gold-plated phoenix wings directly at the red sun flag with a yellow background a hundred feet away:

"Anyone who stands in my way will die!"

Boom!

Accompanied by a huge roar.

All the soldiers who surrounded him were blown away, and those who refused to retreat were blasted into a pulp, and were blown up by the strong wind, blowing the heads and faces of others.

No one can stop it!

Faced with such horrific means, even hundreds of soldiers were horrified and turned pale.

They may not be afraid of death, but that doesn't mean they don't want to live.

"Hahaha!"

Amidst the long laughter, Yang Yu saw the man rushing in on horseback. There was no smoke behind him, but a thick carpet of flesh and blood was piled up.

"Little Xuanba!"

But at this moment, Wu Zhilong, who was standing behind the banner, suddenly spoke.

His voice is long and heavy, with strong penetrating power. Even on a battlefield with mixed sounds, it can be heard several miles away:

"For you alone, my entire army has lost tens of thousands of dollars! This deal will make the Ming Dynasty not lose money!"

Whoosh!

As his words echoed, the Chinese army suddenly fell into dead silence.

"God's Arm Crossbow?!"

A sergeant let out a howl, and everyone either ran away like crazy, or fell to the ground, or even worse, went straight into the hole that exploded in the ground.

"not good!"

Yang Yu's expression changed drastically as he approached the Chinese army.

Under the banner of the Chinese army, surrounding Wu Zhilong, there were more than three hundred divine arm crossbows placed impressively!

It is not an inferior and defective product in Black Mountain City, but a real weapon of the country. It is said that it can penetrate the city wall!

These divine arm crossbows may not be able to kill Yang Xuanba, but they are more than enough to kill him!

"Martial Saint, can't you kill me?"

Wu Zhilong sneered indifferently.

Those three hundred large crossbows, which were like siege crossbows, burst out with terrifying murderous intent amidst the heart-wrenching sound of the machine's amplification.

Locked in on Zhang Xuanba who was a hundred feet away!

"God's Arm Crossbow..."

Looking at the divine arm crossbow bursting with murderous intent, Zhang Xuanba suddenly sneered:

"Didn't Xiao Yuan tell you that I can't attack a country within a hundred feet?!"

boom!

If there is a thunderclap.

"kill!"

Zhang Xuanba jumped up from his horse, his gold-plated phoenix wings danced extremely fast while the strong wind was swirling around him, and turned into a lifelike dragon with strong wind.

Faced with three hundred divine arm crossbows, do not retreat but advance!

"shoot!"

Wu Zhilong stopped talking nonsense. The moment Zhang Xuanba stood up, he had already given the order.

Beng Beng Beng Beng~~~

Thousands of explosions mixed into one!

At this moment, the battlefield seemed to be filled with thunder, which could be heard dozens of miles away. Everyone looked back.

I saw an air dragon facing countless divine arm crossbow arrows, sweeping across a hundred feet, blowing up countless stumps and broken arms, and breaking the Chinese army's banner!

"General!"

One of the soldiers cried out sadly, their morale plummeting.

"The Dragon of Martial Arts..."

Zhang Xuanba laughed loudly, not caring about the multiple arrow wounds on his body, and swept across the soldiers with his phoenix-winged gold-plated sword.

Hold the Dragon of Martial Arts down with one hand and retreat.

It seems that among these 200,000 troops, no one can stop them from coming or going!

Or maybe no one dares to stop it!

"Huh?!"

Suddenly, Zhang Xuanba raised his eyebrows.

Among the pile of corpses, I saw a soldier who seemed to have had half of his body wiped off by a divine arm crossbow, with most of his internal organs leaking out.

He climbed up with a will that even surprised him.

Then, he slashed himself with a knife.

"What a warrior!"

Looking around at the Dali generals who were in a dilemma, Zhang Xuanba couldn't help but give a slight praise, and gently chopped down the gold-plated iron:

"Who are you?"

The half-disabled soldier gritted his teeth and roared, flying up:
Chapter completed!