I really didn't want to be emperor

The setting sun went down.

The crimson glow, like a sea of ​​blood, shrouded the sky.

The tired bird came home and fell towards the ancient tree.

In the wilderness, Ma Ming's long hissing sound spread, smoke and dust swept up, the two armies confronted each other and their swords were drawn.

The Xia Guo camp is dominated by Ye Jun, Zhao Yun, Luo Shixin, and the four Mongolian soldiers. On both sides are 96 Golden Dragon Guard soldiers.

In the Fusang camp, headed by Hao Xiao Okamoto, there are six generals around him, all wearing black visors and black profound armor, like fish scales.

To be honest, their armor is ugly.

Ye Jun looked at the Fusang Chi Guishen in front of him, thinking to himself that these people have aesthetic problems.

Red ghosts?

It's just that, so ugly, it should be called Chi Guigui.

As Yan Kong's Ye Jun, he has never liked talking to ugly people.

The two teams of soldiers were in the center, and the prince and Feng Chenxiu stood upright. They looked at each other and said in unison: "Competition, start!"

As the voice spread.

Okamoto Hao Xiao's palm pointed directly at Ye Jun, and said thunderously: "Red Ghost God, kill!"

kill.

kill.

kill.

The killing shout spread, and a strong iron-blooded murderous aura shrouded the wilderness.

Ye Jun noticed Okamoto's gaze, the Overlord's spear in his palm let out an angry roar, and then the horse rushed away in the wind.

"Zilong, Shixin, charge!"

Before the war, on the north side of the palace, Ye Jun had already made pre-war preparations. He told the soldiers of the Golden Dragon Guard that they had only one chance to defeat the Fusang Chi Guishen.

And the operation is very simple, that is, at the moment of confrontation with the Fuso soldiers, exhaust all the strength of the whole body and swing the broad sword in the palm.

As the saying goes, power works miracles.

The soldiers of the Golden Dragon Guard are responsible for guarding the palace of Gyeonggi. Although they are all selected from the divisions of the hundred battles, they are very capable of fighting individually.

The only difference with Chi Guishen is that his strength is slightly weaker.

However, Zhao Yun and Luo Shixin can make up for the weakness of Golden Dragon Guard.

Ye Jun felt that he was a soy sauce maker, but the red ghosts and gods of Fusang came all the way to give people the head. Is there any reason for him not to take it?

In addition, since the beginning of the war, he discovered that Okamoto Haoxiao was directed at him, and he could be sure that Okamoto Yukawa, who was killed in Jiangnan that day, was inextricably related to the comrade in front of him.

If you dare to enter the country of Xia, there will be no return.

No matter who it is, there is death but no life.

this moment.

Okamoto Hao Xiao Pegasus ran wildly, not far from Ye Jun, shouting like thunder: "Xiaoyao King, die!"

Ye Jun's expression was slightly startled, "General Okamoto, didn't you say that the soldiers of the two countries will learn from each other, how can you kill the killer?"

As he spoke, he gave Zhao Yun and Luo Shixin a look, and saw the two of them look like tigers at the gate, two spears flying into the sky like a silver dragon, pointing directly at the enemy.

The gun arrives.

As fierce as a dragon, blood surged.

Zhao Yun shot and killed a member of the Chi Guishen, and then, the gentian bright silver spear spun in the air, he clamped the horse belly, and rushed forward.

Wherever it passed, the silver spear pierced left and right, as if entering a man's land.

The invincible red ghost and god, like a lamb to be slaughtered in front of Zhao Yun, was completely vulnerable.

Upon seeing this.

Feng Chenxiu and Liu Shengxueling's expressions changed drastically, looking at Zhao Yun in disbelief, the silver armor and white robe shining with silver spear, they were invincible.

"His Royal Highness, who is this person!"

The prince pointed to Zhao Yun and said quietly: "General Feng Chenxiu, is it Zilong? He is a guard in the Xiaoyao Palace, but people always like to call him the spear god."

"Gun God?"

The prince nodded, "The gun body, Zhao Zilong, with one shot in hand, the world is invincible. I forgot to tell you, the military, Zilong made it to the finals. Time has passed so long, how strong is he now? Gu doesn't know, General Feng Chenxiu should watch it for himself."

Feng Chenxiu's face was extremely ugly, and the Red Ghosts were Fusang's trump card army. Every soldier was trained by consuming a lot of resources, but now under Zhao Yun's spear, they kept falling.

It hurts to look at it.

"When is there such a strongman next to the youngest?" The prince fell on Luo Shixin, his face was full of amazement. Compared with Zhao Yun's sharp marksmanship, Luo Shixin is undoubtedly a fighter.

now.

Luo Shixin had abandoned the horse and chose to fight on foot. A tiger swung with a tyrant's iron spear. After each shot, the horse and the horse separated and blood splashed.

The picture is too bloody to describe.

Big killer.

An absolute killer.

Not far away, the Nine Kings' eyes fell on Luo Shixin, and he muttered to himself: "How many heroes are around Jun'er? If any one of them is under the command of this king, he will definitely be a famous existence in the West."

Speaking of this, he paused and continued: "Especially this kid, born with supernatural power, mighty and mighty, he is simply a natural vanguard."

At this moment, in addition to envy, the nine kings still admired.

Feng Chenxiu watched the battle on the battlefield with a gloomy and terrible expression. He had just lost so many generals one after another after the hand-to-hand combat.

At this moment, an astonishing scene took place. The Scarlet Ghost God and the Golden Dragon Guard met in short arms. Under the eyes of everyone, the weapons in the hands of the Scarlet Ghost God were severed by the broad sword one after another.

The fighting Chi Guishen looked at the hand breaking the knife, and was shocked. The Golden Dragon Guard took advantage of the emptiness, and the tip of the sword swept across their necks.

Before the war, Ye Jun told them that once a fight, the moment when the opponent's weapon breaks is their only chance.

What to do at this time.

Swing the sword frantically until he hacked his opponent to death.

After all, the Red Ghosts of Rank Nine strength, once they recovered, it would be difficult to kill them again.

Watching the scarlet ghost and god soldier break on the battlefield, Feng Chenxiu's pupils dilated and his voice trembled: "Impossible, how could this be?"

The prince said: "General Feng Chenxiu, your country's long sword is not cut like iron? How come it suddenly becomes so fragile, the red ghosts are your country's ace army, and such an army must be equipped with better weapons."

Feng Chenxiu heard the sound, and instantly angered her heart, feeling a burst of sweetness from her throat, and her figure retreated unconsciously.

Xueling Yanagyu hurriedly stepped forward to support Toyo Chenxiu, "General, we have already lost the opportunity in this battle, and we cannot continue to fight, otherwise General Okamoto will be in danger."

Toyokoro shook his head, "Master Okamoto has orders, we can't terminate the competition at will."

Liu Shengxueling said again: "But..."

Feng Chenxiu waved her hand and motioned her not to say any more, "Look at the situation first, Master Okamoto hasn't taken any action yet. If we lose a hundred red ghosts and kill King Xiaoyao, then we won't lose any money."

For a time.

Everyone's eyes fell on Ye Jun and Okamoto Haoxiao, and until this moment, the two had not made a move.

Ye Jundao: "In Jiangnan, there is a Fusang from Okamoto Yuechuan who accidentally offended this king. Guess what happened to him in the end."

Okamoto Haoxiao squinted his eyes and said coldly: "The result is no longer important, because you will be with him soon."