Space-time plane crossing

Chapter 1318 Do You Think You Can Kill Me?

"dong dong dong"

There was a sound of drumming, and as the commander of all the heavenly armies, Mo Yuan was riding a white horse.

And Yang Cong, who was also riding a white horse in Mo Yuan, looked at the Yi Clan standing on the opposite side of the Ruoshui River from afar.

Their Celestial Clan has 20 people, while the Wing Clan has 30 people.

The difference in the number of people is close to [-], but no one thinks that the Celestial Clan will lose this time.

"Arrangement!"

Mo Yuan pulled out the Xuanyuan Sword from his waist without any hesitation. At this time, he was just like the world said, Mo Yuan God of War!

Several bolts of lightning fell from the sky in an instant, and under everyone's gaze, the originally rushing Luoshui River froze quickly, and a path appeared from the rushing water.

A road connecting the Wing Clan and the Sky Clan.

"rush!"

With Mo Yuan's order, all the Celestial Clan's thousands of troops raised their shields and charged.

A battle with a design count of 10 people can be said to be exciting.

"His Royal Highness, please sit in the rear with me." Mo Yuan said.

"En." Yang Cong naturally understood what Mo Yuan meant, so he didn't intend to rush directly.

Yang Cong, on the other hand, looked calmly at the scene of tens of thousands of soldiers fighting in front of him, without any disturbance in his heart.

I don't know why, originally he should have seen such a scene for the first time, but he was very calm, as if he was familiar with it.

A sense of familiarity came over his face, as if in the past, he also led the army to fight like an emperor, and the people involved in each battle were no less than the current war.

"call"

Yang Cong exhaled lightly to relieve his heart.

"Are you okay?" Si Yin showed worry, thinking that Yang Cong was emotionally unstable because he saw such a scene for the first time.

But how did he know that Yang Cong was just sighing in his heart.

Human life at this time is the least valuable.

However, Yang Cong also had to admire Mo Yuan's strength, relying on the deployment of the formation, he defeated the first attack of the Yi Clan in an instant, causing the Yi Clan to lose a lot of troops.

But the Yi clan brought 30 people this time, and they don't feel bad about losing these tens of thousands.

Soon, the second wave of attacks came.

But this time Yang Cong frowned, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Si Yin: "Where is Xuannv?"

"Xuan Nu?" Si Yin thought for a while, "I asked my senior brother to keep an eye on him."

"Then did you tell your brother to guard against Xuannv?" Yang Cong said.

"This..." Si Yin was in a dilemma.

Seeing Si Yin like this, Yang Cong understood instantly.

"I asked my senior brother to keep an eye on Xuannv, so nothing will happen." Si Yin wanted to come with him at the beginning, so Xuannv's matter was resolved hastily.

"You forgot that Xuannv is a woman." Yang Cong shook his head: "If your senior brother doesn't know, then it's not easy for Xuannv to get rid of your senior brother."

"Then what should we do?" Si Yin seemed to understand the seriousness of the matter.

"What should I do? Cold salad." Yang Cong already understood why the Yi clan rushed forward as if they were going to die, even though they knew they couldn't make it down.

"Boom."

What Yang Cong was most worried about happened.

I saw that the 72nd Formation, which was originally indestructible, was now like a raging fire in an abandoned house, completely destroyed from the inside out.

A giant insect of the Wing Clan jumped out from the ground and directly destroyed the core of the entire formation.

If the core of a large formation is destroyed, then this large formation will be useless.

The formation was broken, and all the Yi Clan troops who were ready to attack swarmed forward.

At this time, the Celestial Clan no longer had the glory they had before, and fell into a bitter battle.

As the commander of the vanguard army, Ling Yu was the first to rush out and fight with those wing clansmen, but his strength alone still couldn't turn the tide.

On the other hand, on the side of the Wing Clan, those savage beasts are extremely powerful, and the soldiers of the Celestial Clan are no match at all.

It can be said that it is almost one-sided.

As the Celestial Clan soldiers around him fell one after another, Ling Yu could no longer survive.

Haohu couldn't stand the pack of wolves, he was seriously injured, and standing in front of him was Li Yuan, the eldest prince of the Yi clan.

"Seventeen!"

At this critical juncture, seeing that Ling Yu was seriously injured and surrounded by the Yi Clan, Mo Yuan yelled, and Si Yin rushed out.

Seeing Si Yin rushing out to rescue Ling Yu, Yang Cong's heart tightened inexplicably, and he also wanted to go out together.

"His Royal Highness, be careful!" Mo Yuan held Yang Cong back.

"But Si Yin." Yang Cong showed anxiety, not wanting Si Yin to enter this dangerous battlefield.

"God Mo Yuan, let the Crown Prince go down." At this moment, the second prince of the Tian Clan, Yang Cong's second uncle, said, "I believe it will be fine. If the Yi Clan makes any moves, we will Send troops to rescue."

Mo Yuan glanced at Yang Cong, and finally let go of his hand.

Without Mo Yuan's obstruction, Yang Cong jumped directly into the tragic battlefield ahead.

Yang Cong holds a long sword in his hand, like the reincarnated god of war. Every time he uses his sword, one of the Yi clan soldiers will fall.

And Yang Cong was also slowly approaching Si Yin and Ling Yu.

"Chong"

Yang Cong finally saw Si Yin after beheading dozens of Miyi clan soldiers.

"It's okay." Yang Cong hurried forward.

At this time, Ling Yu was no longer as delicate as before, and had lost most of his fighting power with several arrows in his body, while Si Yin was supporting Ling Yu with one hand, and beheading one after another with the long sword in the other. An approaching Yi Clan soldier.

"I'm fine. Get Brother Ninth out quickly." Si Yin shook his head.

"Who am I? It turns out to be His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Celestial Clan."

Suddenly there was a strange voice.

Yang Cong frowned: "Want to die?"

Si Yin came before him, so before Yang Cong felt it, he also suffered a loss from Li Yuan.

And this made Yang Cong instantly angry.

"Hmph, it was your good luck that you were not killed in Da Zi Ming Palace, now I want you to die here." Li Yuan clenched the long sword in his hand and charged at Yang Cong.

"If you want to fight, I will fight with you!" The long sword in Yang Cong's hand flashed, and instantly turned into dozens of identical long swords.

Yang Cong is a high-level god, and Liyuan is only a high-level immortal. How can he fight against Yang Cong.

In an instant, the soldiers of the Yi tribe around them suffered heavy losses under the weapon of Yang Cong.

"You!" Li Yuan glared at Yang Cong.

"You think you can kill me?" Yang Cong held the long sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword pointed at Li Yuan's throat. As long as Yang Cong exerted a little force, Li Yuan would die here.

"Hmph, your Celestial Clan will surely die today." Li Yuan didn't show any fear, but laughed loudly: "When my father destroys your Celestial Clan, your Celestial Clan will have to be dogs for our Yi Clan."

"Tear."

One sword, just one sword, the sharp sword light pierced Li Yuan's throat.

"you!"

Li Yuan stared at Yang Cong with wide eyes, but at this moment he was still speechless.

"Puff."

The eldest prince of the Yi clan is divorced and dies!
(End of this chapter)