The scorching sun hangs high!

Han Pu stood outside Li Ni's camp, five hundred steps apart.

The Greedy Wolf Seven Star Sword in his hand was bursting with colorful light, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, and seven colors. The power of Greedy Wolf appeared on each of the seven gems, and the wolf head on the hilt.

Now that they are vivid, those eyes are greedy and cunning.

Han Pu looked up at the sky and had been breathing more than a dozen times. This battle will be the peak of his life. Breaking the fate and combining the fate of the Greedy Lang Star and the Pojun Star Star. This is the only chance.

The King of Wei gave him the Greedy Wolf Seven-Star Sword just to make him break his fate. This time he even pointed out his breakthrough and created opportunities for him.

This kind of kindness must be done seriously!

Along the way, Han Pu rose from the end of his life. He was no longer the Han Goudan outside Longmen Pass, nor the poor boy who was randomly humiliated by the eldest princess of the Han Dynasty.

It is a famous general who is so powerful that he can be left in history.

But this is still not enough.

With a lifespan of one or two hundred years, Han Pu also accepted his fate. This is the case for a person's life, which is also a glorious one. He opened up the Han family lineage and will be a family of prefectures and counties in the future.

But now that the opportunity has come, how can we waste it?

"Blessings of the military formation!" Han Pu's lips squirmed, four words were clearly spit out, and the sound spread throughout the battlefield where war drums gathered.

The soldiers holding the order flag behind them waved a three-meter-high flag in their hands. The bright red flag kept shaking in the air as they moved.

The flags are densely arranged in line with the Dao soldiers. A little bit by bit of starlight appeared on the armor of the Taoist soldiers. A starlight outlined a horizontal and vertical star, which was exactly the shape of Pojun Star.

The light continues to rise, gathering and blending in the sky, and a star of Pojun is shining brightly.

A great power in the sky fell, and it was as brilliant as a pillar, and it flowed straight into the stars. The Pojun stars shone brightly, and endless bright light shone everywhere.

At this moment, it is enough to compete with the sun, and the colors of the world have dimmed.

It is a waste of use of Taoist soldiers, but in order to enhance their own strength, they have to do so.

Han Pu watched Pojun star projection gradually meet with him, staring at Li Ni's camp ahead, and watching the light gradually rising from Li Ni's camp.

The formation and restrictions have been opened, and the camp is protected layer by layer, as if it is wrapped in a layer of turtle shell outside the camp.

"break!"

The Seven Star Sword of Greedy Wolf combined the power of the Pojun and slashed it in the air with one sword.

A huge and immeasurable force burst out suddenly, which was a mixture of the power of Greedy Wolf and the power of Pojun. The two forces did not merge together, but were clearly entangled with each other.

The terrifying power swept across all directions and destroyed everything.

In the end, he hit Li Ni's camp with a loud bang, hitting the rising light curtain of Li Ni's camp. The light curtain instantly sank and a hole emerged.

However, the light curtain is not one, the layers of light curtains have destroyed one, and there is still another one.

A shocking collision occurred, and the sword light was as bright as a rainbow, beginning to advance layer by layer, like a black hole, devouring everything, not only the torrent of collision but also the light.

The dazzling sword light spread wildly from all directions, as if this world was about to collapse!

The light curtain kept rising and shattering, but it was also constantly eroding the power of the sword. The sword light gradually weakened, while the light curtain was still rising.

"Come again!" Seeing this scene, Han Pu began to wave the Greedy Wolf Seven Star Knife in his hand again.

One knife after another, Han Pu had already cut nine times in a row.

After nine swords, Han Pu's forehead was covered with sweat. He breathed rapidly, his mouth opened and gasped violently. Li Ni's camp was already filled with sword light, and endless power of destruction filled.

It began to rage in Li Ni's camp, destroying everything unscrupulously.

It looked like the end of the world, but everyone watching the battle could see that it would be worse to destroy Li Ni's camp by this. Li Ni was not an easy person after all. He claimed to be the king and collected the foundation of the Han Dynasty.

The formations and restrictions in the camp established with the power of the Han Dynasty are not weak. Even if Li Jing is close now, many generals have other ideas. The formations and restrictions are not at the peak at all, but breaking them is still not an easy task.

"Master, I will help General Han with one arm!" Seeing this, Zhu Changlie frowned tightly. It was not too difficult to break the camp in one day. As long as the Taoist soldiers pressed over and launched a full-scale attack, relying on Li Ni's current morale.

There is no way to resist it, but Han Pu is going to break the camp alone, which is more than three or five times more difficult.

"Let me do it!" Li Tieniu also suddenly spoke.

"Han Pu is responsible for this battle, and no one is allowed to intervene," Yang Qifeng glanced at everyone with sharp eyes, knowing that many of them had a good relationship with Han Pu. If this continues, Han Pu will definitely die if he cannot break the camp in one day.

There is no joke in the army, and all the generals have witnessed it. Han Pu will die if he cannot complete it.

Looking at Han Pu and Yang Qifeng's eyes, no matter how strong Han Pu is, he is just a soul. If he cannot break his fate, when the world is determined and loses his fortune, he will only be a soul in the future. Yang Qifeng can crush him to death with such strength.

Han Pu, who has the strength of the soul, is alive, but in Yang Qifeng's eyes, it is better to die.

Yang Qifeng's coldness is also for Han Pu's favor. Without the desire to gamble on life, how can he break his fate? The word "destiny" is not that if you shout that I want to go against the heavens, you can go against the heavens.

"A real man is born in heaven and earth and cannot live forever, then die!"

"Give me my blood to sacrifice to the Pojun!" Han Pu's seven-star sword in his hand inserted it into his chest with the backhand, and blood erupted along the wound.

The Greedy Wolf Seven Star Sword flashed with a strange color, swallowing blood continuously.

"If this knife is not done, you will die!" Han Pu's expression was ferocious, and the luck above his head had begun to burn violently at this moment, like a ball of burning flames.

The luck began to decline sharply, turning into a force to bless Han Pu.

All of this was looked at by Yang Qifeng. Looking at this scene, it was not enough. If this continued, Han Pu would definitely die. This luck would be insufficient. Han Pu burned a breakthrough.

It is difficult to break fate than to reach the sky.

Even though Han Pu is now in response to the great fortune of heaven and earth, and the fate of Emperor Tian Wu is far beyond that of all dynasties, and the two star kings, Tan Lang and Po Jun, are favored and blessed, but they are still insufficient.

Yang Qifeng looked at Han Pu who was determined and suddenly spoke, "Han Pu went to Shangjun and Chen Liu for ten days, and this contribution must be rewarded!"

"The only thing that Han Pu is granted as the Marquis of Jin is that the fief of Jin will take effect!"

"Meet the Marquis of Jin!" Gong Lang, Cui Cheng and others were not simple characters. Now they bowed solemnly to the front. The others Zhu Changlie, Li Tieniu and others beat slowly, but they also bent down to bow.
Chapter completed!