Divine Throne of Primordial Blood

Brush!

The snowy horse knife flashed, spreading bloody flowers and painting the earth with red dust and blood.

This is a disciplined force of ten, each led by a sourcer, riding a thousand miles of Ronsante, with a heavy burden, strong endurance and rapid impact.

They held a spear, waved a horseback knife, flushed down the hillside, one after the other, raging like fire, but frozen.

They kept their lips shut, merely waving the blade in silent hands, marching in the whistles of the leading officers, changing and silently carrying out their mission.

Despite the fierceness, courage and rigidity of the riots, in the face of disciplined and unified people's iron armies, these fierce and wild riots like impulsive rhinos hit huge chunks of iron, one by one with a bloodshed.

“Howl!!! ”

A howling tribal warrior waved a battle axe and a team of ten faced each other raised the spear in their hand and stabbed it, turning the square land into a thorn sky.

The warrior was obviously not ordinary, and the huge battle axe shook a bloody glow, chopped on the spear and emitted a brilliant starlight. But the ten-man squad remained solid, flashing a pale white stripe on their bodies, connected to each other, holding the ten spears together, while simultaneously pointing on the axe.

The force of this axe, though fierce, was simultaneously dispersed and shared by ten spears, ten thousand miles simultaneously retreated, and then stopped.

The next moment, the ten soldiers pulled out their knives together and cut them off against the riot warrior.

Ten knives are turned into one knife, forming a sharp light, chopping the warrior, forcing the warrior to fly away.

“Throw!” a loud cry broke the silence.

Ten spears flying.

Pfft, pfft, pfft!

He had penetrated the warrior's chest and tied it to a sieve, and the tribal warrior fell powerless.

Ten-man team, this is the only way to retract the spear together.

Though they are only samurai, with their exquisite cooperation and some special means of union, they can play the equivalent of the rank of samurai, which is how the tribal warrior died.

One team of ten men and one team went by, and under the iron-blooded horseshoe, this little tribe was quickly razed to the ground.

Tribal leaders are perhaps the only troublemakers for this army, and the strong fighting forces forced the ethnic army to send five teams together to destroy them, at the cost of injuries to two more.

But that's it.

“One minute.” After the fall of the last mob, Li Chongshan looked at the hourglass in his hand and frowned and said: “Slowly. ”

The Lord of the Tianwei Army does not look amazing and his words are bland, but he has his own dignity, which compels people to value what he has said.

“Even the generals are scarce.” A stone's throw on the side.

At this time, Shikai desert, the image of the old man who was in turmoil had disappeared, and he was left with a man of iron and blood with a fierce costume, much younger. It's just that the old Iron Blood man's left arm has disappeared, leaving only one arm, and even one blind eye.

Just sit on the horse with one eye.

Fixed to the point of shaking light, the broken limb has been regenerated. It can not even regenerate the lost limb of the stone desert. Either it is subjected to a specific attack with irreparable power or it is depleted and unable to regenerate.

Either way, it means it's hard to live.

It's just Shikai, but he doesn't care. He just watches the warriors in silence.

The tyrants are dying, while the generals are worried about the physical drain of the killers.

A soldier of his own suddenly fell towards him.

He was not attacked at all, just at this moment his life was squeezed to the end.

The tyrants are miserable, as are the people.

They are weary, they are tired, they are sad, they are desperate.

But they're still fighting, not giving up.

Kill with their hands, fight, even die, at a painful cost to the opponent.

“The supplies are almost done and everything will be fine.” A woman general next to Shi Kai Wan interfaced. Her name was Chu Yingwan, she shouted and looked good. She was not only a woman, but also a beautiful woman. Beautiful women like her don't know how many men admire each other, but they don't leave Ishikai for a moment, with endless complexity.

“Hope it's done before the mob reacts.” Li Chongshan sighed: “The more you reach the final juncture, the quicker you become a soldier. There has never been a seamless plan, and sooner or later the mob will perceive and realize our true purpose, and once it fails to do so by then, everything will be put to rest. ”

“Yes, we will succeed!” A man on the left side of Li Chongshan said that he was rarely in military uniform, but attacked the green shirt. His name is Guo Wenchang, Tianwei Jun Think Tank.

On Guo Wenchang's left is a rough man. He grinned when he heard this saying: “Even if it fails, it doesn't matter. It's a big deal to die. You can fight with the thugs and die without regret. ”

His name was Cheng Shui Hai, and the Tianwei Army was the number one fierce general.

“Pfft, there is no taboo. Cheng Shuai, you crow mouth, is no good word.” A general next to him immediately said that the man had a pure white face and a handsome look at the tip of his chin. At first glance, he thought he was a woman, but he was an authentic man. He was just a bit of a pussy in the speech room.

In a world dominated by iron-blooded men, it is rare to have such a feminine officer.

However, the identity of this person is not low. It can be parallel to Li Chongshan Shi Kaiwang and others, which means that he is one of the famous Qixiang of Tianwei Army.

His name is Junmao Evil.

At this moment, Junmao pinched the orchid and looked at the sea with dissatisfaction. Cheng filled the sea and hey, smiled, didn't answer the question.

Also, a juvenile general beside Chu Yingwan said: “Do your best, do your worst, Cheng is not wrong. ”

Junmao gave the juvenile general a white eye: “If only you could speak, next year you are youngest, you should have the most momentum, but you are so old, what's the point? ”

The juvenile general laughed: “I'm immature, but I blame others for being too vulgar. What's the point? ”

So Junmo hummed and turned his head and ignored him.

The juvenile general is called Lin Shaoxuan, but it is said to be Tianwei Jun's first day of existence. Li Chongshan is said to love him very much and is interested in training him as the next Tianwei Jun master.

Li Chongshan, Shi Kai Wan, Guo Wenchang, Cheng Landfill, Chu Yingwan, Junmao Evil, Lin Shaoxuan, these seven people are the middle-class grinding pillars of Tianwei Army, erected by Haijinliang. It is their quest today to take the desperate Tianwei Army out of this alien land alive.

For this purpose, they do whatever it takes!