Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 49: 49. One Rider Against Ten Thousand

Translator: 549690339

How big was a 300 -foot golden Buddha’s hand?

It was about the size of a small football field in his previous life.

The Buddha’s hand slapped down, but nothing moved. The wind and clouds did not move. It only burned many negative karma. Which mortal was free of obstacles?

The thousand soldiers blocking his path had already disappeared.

The armor, armor, and weapons were all unharmed. Without the support of their inner bodies, they fell to the ground.

The ‘steel defense line’ formed by the army seemed to have been torn apart by a ferocious monster, and a hole that was about 100 feet wide was instantly broken.

Weng weng weng…

Xia Ji heard the black halberd in his hand let out a low hum, as if it was complaining about why there was no blood.

He bent his body slightly, and in the next moment, he rushed into the gap like a wild leopard. “Shieldbearers form a mountain!”

“Spearmen, attack!”

Nangong He held the three small flags in his hands and fiddled with them.

In this world, the art of war was a very mysterious door.

It can store the courage and morale of the soldiers in the flag in advance.

Then, in the great battle,

As long as the flag in the commander’s hand is not broken,

The soldiers ‘courage was not broken,

Then, they would fight to the death.

At this moment, under his command, the soldiers formed into their own formations. Like metal monsters that flickered with a cold light, they welcomed the intruder.

As Nangong He had lost his only magic tool, seeing the prince coming at him menacingly, he urged his horse to retreat quickly to avoid the attack.

At the same time, he grabbed a pair of long black flags from the side of his horse and waved them. This was originally the task of the messenger, but he did not have the time to pass the order to the messenger. He did it himself. The black flags crossed, meaning, “Cavalry, get ready.”

The Great Shang general’s mind was racing. He had indeed been shocked by the huge Buddha’s hand. Such a powerful Sense Bead magic tool was priceless in the Ghost Market and was extremely rare. No wonder the Seventh Prince could block Guifang. It seemed that he had obtained quite a fortuitous encounter.

However, the more powerful the magic tool, the more it was passed down from ancient times.

However, the spiritual energy in a magic tool was limited. After each use, it would dim a little. When it was completely dim, it would be exhausted, and the magic tool would be completely useless.

Therefore, powerful spiritual artifacts were mostly used as a deterrent. They were used as a form of “balance”,”stop loss”, and “deterrence”. They were used as a form of weight to make people think about whether they could withstand a counterattack before they became enemies.

Therefore, the confrontation between the higher-ups was still between soldiers and swordsmen, and the use of those terrifying magical artifacts was very rare.

After all, everyone had their own considerations and would not go overboard.

Unlike this prince, who directly used such a powerful magic tool to attack the soldiers?

He really didn’t know how precious a magic tool was, yet he still treated it as a consumable!

“I can only hope that Guifang has used up this magic tool many times before.”

Nangong He could only pray silently.

Xia Ji had already stepped into the battle formation. Soldiers from all directions raised their shields in front of him. He was surrounded by countless layers of soldiers, and they were getting closer and closer.

The young prince grabbed the end of the black halberd with one hand and danced around his body with a strange strength. With a wuwu sound, it turned into a black circle that was more than ten feet long. However, the iron shield was also extremely thick, like a city wall.

Every time he swung, a section of the city wall would be completely overturned. However, after overturning a section, more would surge up.

The spears behind the steel shield wall flashed with cold light. They tore through the air and stabbed at him from all angles.

Xia Ji danced back and paused for a moment. His palm had already expanded eighteen times, with layers of circular patterns. The Hundred Ghosts Parade Dharma Idol’s hand had grown even larger.

Bang!

The giant hand that had formed a Dharma Idol gripped the black halberd tightly again.

The shocking suppressive force seemed to have crushed the surrounding snow!

He clenched his fingers tightly, producing a soft popping sound as if he was crushing the air.

With a single swing, the surrounding layers of shield walls turned into toys, like building blocks, and were sent flying into the sky. Clang! Clang! Clang!

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Cl

The shield formed a mountain of overlapping peaks.

Man became the tide of metal.

However, the mountain was constantly being destroyed.

The tide was sent flying.

Blood splattered in the midst of the battle. The black halberd in Xia Ji’s hand danced like a demonic dragon. Demonic Qi surged without any concealment. Blood turned into a trickle from the ground and a red spring from the sky, rushing toward the tip of the halberd.

The Demon soldiers had received the ‘nourishment’ and were glowing with a demonic luster. They looked like hungry monsters that were feasting on food. The black light was shining brightly, and the sharpness of the point of light was increasing as the blood gathered.

As they charged, another extremely thick shield wall pounced over.

Xia Ji took another step forward. His shield had already become a mountain, blocking the way. He stepped up the mountain, and the shield mountain immediately faced the sky. The spearmen crouched down, and their spears pierced towards the young prince like the earth.

He stood on Shield Mountain, took another step, and flew up several hundred feet.

Amidst the blood, Xia Ji held the black halberd in his hand, and his Nine Suns True Qi surged. Nine rays of sunlight rushed toward the tip of the halberd.

He was also a human. If he was not protected by genuine Qi or force, he would die if his heart or neck was pierced by a spear. In this world, no one could withstand the sharp edge of a sword with their body except for using Qi or martial arts. Even some gods in ancient myths had their heads cut off in their sleep and abandoned the method of Qi. It was a joke to talk about immortality.

The light rose to the highest point.

The nine suns merged into one and the sun shone!

In an instant.

An extremely powerful force that contained the power of suppression and burning gathered on the black halberd.

The tip of the halberd shone with an extremely bright light. It made people feel as if the sun had suddenly appeared in the snowy sky. The snow was still there, but the light was boundless.

The shieldmen could barely look at him.

The brilliance and pressure from the gap in the shield mountain had already crushed the morale of the soldiers in the steel castle.

No matter how strict their training was, or how determined they were to die, in the face of such power, they were still laughable.

On the battlefield, it was either life or death.

Those who follow me live, those who block me die!

In an instant, the power had already crossed hundreds of feet in the sky and landed on the enemy who was confronting him.

Bang!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Like a burning meteor falling to the ground, Shield Mountain was torn apart.

The airwaves were like thousands of foreign beasts that came with the meteor. As soon as they touched the ground, they pounced wildly in all directions, biting the lives of ordinary people.

Shield Mountain collapsed.

The hundreds of soldiers in the center were sent flying in all directions by this attack, and the violent true energy had already taken their lives.

Clang!

The demonic halberd smashed heavily on the ground. The figure that landed on the ground like a demonic god landed in the rolling fire fog and snow. The blood of hundreds of rivers gathered towards him again.

Dang dang dang dang dang!

The surrounding soldiers were only hit by the flying corpses and stopped.

The corpses inside were flying out, and the soldiers outside were still squeezing in.

Only the prince in the center of the empty space was empty, with only a river of

At this moment…

The cavalrymen had already assembled.

The iron-gray torrent was like a river flowing into a river, gathering together. The three thousand cavalrymen held their Zhanmadao, like a monster that was ready to push forward with its fangs bared. The monster’s body flickered with a terrifying metallic luster.

” Charge, prepare!! ”

Nangong He shouted loudly. He hid at the back and commanded his deputy generals, who in turn commanded the army to block and encircle that person.

The more he looked, the more shocked he became. It wasn’t that he hadn’t seen peerless and fierce generals before, but it was the first time he had seen someone so fierce.

However, no matter how fierce he was, he shouldn’t be able to block an army. The might of heaven was like a tsunami and a tornado, and it would also end at some point, let alone humans.

Legends were also humans. When their strength was exhausted, they would die.

Nangong He was shocked and kept retreating. He held the small war flag that contained the morale of the soldiers tightly in his hand and carefully observed Xia Ji’s energy consumption.

The prince wanted to charge at him, but the army was also moving with him.

As he charged forward, squads and squads of soldiers rushed forward to block and encircle him.

The soldiers were constantly moving.

The cavalry was the last to be reorganized. contemporary romance

Nangong He looked at the terrifying Seventh Highness, who had obviously used up his energy several times, and then looked at the prayer beads on his left hand, which seemed to have dimmed. He thought for a moment and resolutely used the last of his power as a sharp knife.

The three thousand cavalry was the force he had left behind to determine the outcome.

“Cavalry, charge!” Nangong He roared. Kill them!”

With a command, the drums began to beat. The shield mountain split apart, revealing the land that had turned into blood and fire behind it. The demon god was in the center.

Da da da da da da!

The earth shook for dozens of miles.

The giant iron-colored beast turned into a black torrent that could destroy anything. All the soldiers wore iron helmets and stared at the prince in the center with sharp eyes.

As they charged, every single horseman was reduced to a speck of flesh, and every single squad was reduced to the veins of the beast’s flesh.

Looking down from the sky, the 3,000 cavalrymen were like rolling thunder. They were like the giant hands of gods that had been clenched into iron fists. This punch was violent and unparalleled as it smashed toward Xia Ji!

The strength of an army!

It transformed into a punch!

However, Xia Ji seemed to have been waiting for this punch.

Smoke and dust filled the air, and heavy snow flew in the air. It was like the clouds that had yet to disperse. He stood in the clouds that had yet to disperse.

Every thought seemed to freeze.

“Life is coming, death is going, rebirth, Tathagata.”

After the faint voice, a 300-foot-long golden Buddha’s hand appeared. It was as if the sun had broken through the clouds. The clouds were bright, and the golden light was silent. It did not provoke anything and did not stir up dust. It formed a sharp contrast with the iron-gray, thunder-like “giant fist” that was shaking the earth and rolling the snow into a dragon.

The giant fist and the Buddha’s hand collided in the middle of the battlefield.

The Buddha’s hand slapped down.

The fierceness of the giant fist suddenly disappeared without a trace.

The fire burned the sins.

With a single slap, he had killed two thousand people.

However, the 2,000 fast horses were completely unaware of it. They were still carrying the 2,000 empty armors and charging forward. They suddenly didn’t realize how terrifying the Buddha’s hand was.

Nangong He’s eyelids twitched as he watched. His face was completely pale, and his divine soul was also shocked. However, he suddenly gritted his teeth and roared,” This kid is only made of flesh and blood after all. He has consumed a lot of energy. Kill him! ”

The remaining 1,000 cavalrymen did not stop their charge. Behind the 2,000 empty horses, 1,000 Zhanmadao were raised, shining with a cold light! The demonic prince looked at the oncoming horses and jumped up, sitting on one of them.

He followed the flow of power and charged out of the shield soldiers ‘encirclement. After pulling away, he circled around and charged at the remaining cavalry.

From a high vantage point, it looked like an epic painting, with blood as ink and fire as brush, outlining this shocking battle..

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