The Human Emperor

“Howl!”

In a flash of light, the temperature dropped dramatically within thousands of feet, and a shady wind swept through the sky.

Without the slightest sign, people suddenly hear an astonishing howl in their ears, like countless spirits struggling and screaming in hell. Everyone who hears this creates a strong fear from within.

Hooded, dense horseshoes sound heavy as thunder, quickly from the first iron and steel defense line, toward the distant battlefield.

Just in the rolling smoke, Wang Chung led all the wounded iron rides, like a comet crossing the sky, in a depleted, never returning atmosphere, towards Eibek and the three strongest cavalry of the Empire behind him.

Daqin Ruozan has been watching the distance, watching Wang Chong lead the 7,000 wounded iron rides, the momentum is like a rainbow, from the distance, the momentum and strength is no less than the three iron rides, the eyes can not help but flash a little deep worries.

There is no longer a way out of Us Tibet. With so many troops invested in the food, this battle must be won. In any case, we must destroy the Nine Dragon Blood War Flag and destroy the biggest dependence of the Chinese people.

However, all the generals of Us Tibet have been dispatched, and the remaining generals of the three great empires are few. Apart from Cairo Governor Ottoman, who is still nervous about watching the battle, ready to go, there is only one left to go...

“Hahaha, looks like I'm the only one left in this war! ”

Suddenly a loud laugh came and before Daqin Ruozan opened his mouth, Du Wusili suddenly took a few steps forward as if he had expected what he was going to say.

Daqin Ruozhan shouted, unable to speak for a moment. Du Wusili has always been cunning and able to hide until the end, he would never get ahead of himself.

And his every move was very purposeful, but now, before waiting for him to say it, Uthuri actually took the initiative to fight, which was surprising to him.

For the first time, Daqin Ruozhan was somewhat unsure of his purpose. However, no matter how Big Chin agrees, drive! A loud drink came from his ear. In the sighing horseshoe, Du Wusli shook his armor. He rode the furry black and oily foal and quickly rubbed himself from Daqin Ruozan's side and stepped into the fierce battlefield.

“Looks like I'm the only one who did it! ”

Behind the steel line, the only one who had not yet done so was the village chief.

Wuzhu Village Chief is strong, but after all, he is old, much older than his master, the evil emperor, so this is also why Wang Chong arranged him at the end.

And despite the strength of martial arts, the Uhura village chief is not at all good at leading warfare. At least it is impossible for the Uhuri village chief to take the Uhuri iron ride to the attack, so at the end of the day, only the Uhuri village chief can deal with it.

Once the white cane of the village chief was wounded, he immediately walked out of the first steel line.

“Boom!”

As soon as it was too late, just as the Uttar Injured Village Chief came out of a gap behind a steel wall, suddenly the wind whistled, a devastating force, thunderbolted electricity, and suddenly burst into the direction of the Uttar Injured Village Chief.

Boom Lung, just a blink of an eye, immediately and heavily hit the outside Qi Qi of the village leader.

At that moment, the air waves were heavy, and everyone could clearly see that Hero, who attacked the Uhuru village chief, was a special arrow with a thick finger and more than five feet long.

The long arrow swept through the void, leaving a white blank mark more than twenty meters long behind it, which could not heal for a long time. This alone shows that the man who did it has reached an incredible level of strength.

But even more surprising is the change after the long arrow hit the village chief. In everyone's eyes, that five-foot-long arrow seemed to encounter an unprecedented obstacle in the middle of the air. The long arrow was rated in the middle of the air and could not be inserted at all.

The next moment was in the eyes of countless people, and that five-foot-long arrow, starting with the tip of the arrow, broke inches. In a blink of an eye, the arrow made of hard deep sea basalt instantly turns into countless powders.

Until the end, the arrow did not break within three feet of the village chief.

“Buzz!”

Seeing this scene, I don't know how many senior generals of the Great Eat Us Tibetan and Western Turkic reveal a shocking scene.

This grey-haired old man from Datang, older than ever, with a cane on him, looks like he won't know when he's going to fall. No one thought that his strength was so powerful that he could block a three-foot arrow with only extracorporeal qi.

The Wounded Village Chief did not speak, but looked up and looked at the far side of the battlefield at Shamshak.

Shamshak was also a facial shock, how could he have expected this old man to be so terrible, with his Brigadier General rank fixed, this arrow, even his fur was not injured.

“Alas!”

Wuzhuang village chief gently sighed, one finger suddenly protruding from the sleeve bottom, gently bouncing.

Pfft, the next moment, just under the foot of the Uhura village chief, slanted into the corpses of several food iron riders, suddenly, came out of the sky, as if drawn by an invisible force, quickly towards the distant Shamshak.

“Bad!”

Shamshak saw his sleeve tremble and didn't even know what he had done.

The next moment, Shamshak felt an explosion of scalp hair, numb and extremely threatening.

It was too late to think that Shamshak's body leaned backwards and rolled off the horse in an almost wolfish position in an electric light stone fire.

Boom!

Just moments after Shamshak rolled off the horse's back, a broken trident, almost rubbed over the horse's back and shot hard into the army behind Shamshak.

The moment heard only one loud noise from the heavens and the earth, and the trident shot down the land, causing a series of fierce explosions.

Boom, dust rolling, dozens of big-food iron riders didn't even hum, they were blown apart, along with their armor and fine big-food machetes, into fine powder.

Seeing this scene, Shamshak's cold sweat flow, wanting to kill dozens of big-food iron riders, is by no means too big a problem for him, but it is absolutely impossible to blow up the hard armor they are wearing into fine powder.

Had it not been for his quick reaction and timely fall from the horse, he would have been dead by now, I'm afraid.

Hiccup!

Just as Shamshak breathed a long breath in his heart, without waiting for him to react, a sudden sigh of war horses dying in his ears.

Shamshak's heart was stunned, and his subconscious turned his head and saw the tall, robust horse that had followed him for more than a decade, pounding heavily on the ground.

And its spine... disappeared sometime. Shamshak's face suddenly grew white.

Whatever Shamshak feels, the distant light flashed.

“Ta-da! ”

The war maroon, Du Wusili performed the Sirius divine operation, stepped on the void, the whole man like a storm, rushed towards the Kowloon blood war flag and the village leader of Wushu.

His vigour, his high dancing black cape, and his grim, unmatched eyes were enough to scare and terrorize anyone who wasn't determined enough.

“Little friend, stop! ”

When the light flashed, just as Du Wusi rushed toward the distance, a man with pale hair and crutches suddenly appeared in front of Du Wusi.

No one knew how the Uhura village chief appeared, and he came all the way here as if he had not encountered any obstruction. Even the big food iron riding behind him was stunned and had no idea what had happened.

Admiral Wolf Wusili is famous throughout Western Turkic and Middle Earth, but in the mouth of Wusili village chief, he is just a “little friend”. At his age alone, Wusili is not exactly half the same as him.

“Hey!”

Just opposite Wusili, Du Wusili rode the black Turkic Goddess, stepped halfway, motionless, the wind whistled, Du Wusili crouched the horse of war, the hairy dance, even Du Wusili's long hair, all danced.

Looking at the mayor of Wusili Village in front of him, Du Wusili's mouth revealed a deep and unpredictable evil smile.

Wusili Village chief's eyes squinted slightly, just when he thought Du Wusili was about to start something big, the next moment mutation burst.

Boom, not waiting for Wuzli village chief to react, Du Wusli suddenly united, like a lightning bolt up the sky, drawing a huge arc in the void, at the same time like lightning, heading towards the rear.

It disappeared behind the battlefield in a blink of an eye.

“This!”

Seeing this scene, Forgive me, the village chief has experienced the big wind wave, long after that, the immobility will easily be subject to the age of foreign objects, at this time, can not help but be stunned.

How strong was Du Wusli when he arrived? The head of Wusli Village was prepared for a great war, but it was anticipated there that it would eventually be like this. All Wusli fled without fighting.

“This… Du Wusili what is this? ”

At this moment, even Daqin Ruozhan's deputy was stunned and had no idea what had happened.

Daqin Ruozan did not speak, his eyebrows were similarly hazy.

“It doesn't matter what Du Wusili did. Whether he fled or fought, he succeeded in achieving his goal! ”

Daqin Ruozan sighed for a moment and suddenly spoke.

“Ah!”

The deputy suddenly caught him.

In the distance, just when the village chief did not understand, what medicine was sold in the Du Wu Li Gourd, suddenly a panic shout sounded the battlefield:

Cairo Governor Ottoman! ”

Upon hearing this, the Wounded Village Chief shook his head violently and turned his head.