Chapter 169 The Emperor of the Huaxia Empire

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"Kill!" Following Lin Qian's order, Zhao Long took the lead, roared with a gun, and rushed out of the barrier of the battleship. Copy the URL to visit http://www.vodtw.com

Clang! Clang! Clang!

With their swords unsheathed, all the soldiers rushed out and charged towards the army of walking corpses.

"For Your Majesty!"

Roaring in unison, the shouting and killing sound shook the sky, and the pale yellow Chinese soul power emerged one after another from the soldier's body, condensed into an iron plate, and rose into the sky.

In an instant, the heavy dust mist in the sky was washed away, and the south, which was dark all day, saw the sky for the first time, and the bright sunlight shone down and shone on the heavy armor of the army.

The blood-raising corpse controlled by Lu Shangda showed confusion on his face, followed by a reaction, and he directed the army of walking corpses to rush up.

During the day, with the help of blood energy, his army of walking corpses became even more angry and less likely to be suppressed.

When the corpse army collided with the opponent, he was immediately dumbfounded.

The black blood clan has not been exterminated, and is still standing in the desolate land, relying on the army of walking corpses.

The walking corpse army is different from the blood corpse. It is not afraid of death. It only obeys the orders of the black blood clan.

Moreover, the walking corpse is the same as the blood-raising corpse, its body is very hard, comparable to the strength of the elemental weapon of the human race soul warrior of the same realm.

The battle between a large number of walking corpses and human race spirit warriors has not happened. Lu Shangda knew that there was once a senior from the black blood race who had a conflict with a dynasty power.

After the army of walking corpses fought with the army of that dynasty, and defeated the other side, the army of that dynasty lost more than half, while the walking corpse only lost one tenth.

But what happened in front of him made Lu Shangda feel cold.

The opponent's army, like a torrent of steel, instantly smashed his walking corpse formation into pieces.

Moreover, the opponent's formation was not messy at all, and was still neat and uniform.

At the front, there are tall and strong men. Wearing heavy armor, holding a giant shield at the front. With the presence of soldiers with such a giant shield, the army of walking corpses can't stop the opponent's advance at all, and can only watch and keep invading here.

Not only that, but behind the shield soldier, there are soldiers with spears. Constantly stabbing out, attacking the walking corpse that was rammed by the shield soldiers.

Covered by shields. These soldiers with long spears can often succeed.

When Lu Shangda controlled the powerful walking corpses and attacked the shield soldiers, he would be blocked by soldiers with war knives in their hands.

Those swordsmen were fierce in their tactics, wielding their swords with great force, and their lethality was astonishing. The move is simple, and it is all about killing the enemy with the maximum attack strength.

In front of these swordsmen, the powerful walking corpses have absolutely no advantage at all. It is usually after a few encounters that it is chopped into pieces by the sword and falls to the ground.

There was no way to reach the land, and he could only let the flexible walking corpse bypass the swordsman, but he was blocked by the swordsman.

Although the swordsmen were not as strong as swordsmen, their swordsmanship was dazzling and entangled the walking corpses. even more flexible.

Often under the brilliant sword light, the walking corpse will be exposed, stabbed in the dantian by a sword, and lose its combat power.

In desperation, Lu Shangda could only allow a part of the walking corpse army to rise above the collision range of the shield soldiers. Avoid head-on collisions.

"In this way, I see you... he... Mom, you're a fart!" Lu Shangda immediately cursed in exasperation.

Because the army of walking corpses he commanded had just leaped up, and when he was about to cross, he saw a rain of arrows condensed with soul power falling from the rear.

The soul power arrow feathers that formed a wonderful parabola, just like having eyes, aimed at the walking corpses, and shot them back one by one.

Even if it is lucky that a walking corpse is not shot in the dantian. It will also be caught up by the black figure that suddenly appeared and pass by.

When the shadow disappeared, the blood-colored light in the eyes of the walking corpse had dimmed, completely losing its combat power.

"How could this be?" The eyes of the blood-raising corpse of the giant ghost race were filled with confusion and incomprehension.

But in the next moment, a sharp spear tip kept approaching, domineering and arrogant, let alone resisting, it was too late to react.

boom!

The head of this giant ghost clan's blood-raising corpse was instantly bombarded by a shot, and the strong twist swept the corpse and crushed it into pieces.

"Trash..." Zhao Long threw his spear, the blood on the tip of the spear slipped, and said contemptuously.

call out! call out!

At this moment, two air-breaking sounds suddenly sounded, and the blood-raising corpse, one tall and the other short, suddenly burst out with extremely fast speed, and deceived Zhao Long.

Lori, Mel!

The patriarchs of the giant ghost clan and the dwarf clan were also refined into blood-raising corpses.

From the bodies of these two blood-cultivating corpses, a more terrifying coercion permeated, causing Lin Qian, who was sitting on the Kowloon Throne, to change his expression: "Life and death?"

Lin Qian was very familiar with the aura of coercion on the blood-raising corpse. It was very close to Gao Yuefei's intensity.

But……

boom! boom!

Two huge collisions sounded, and the two blood-cultivating corpses approaching Zhao Long were blasted out again, and only after retreating a few feet did they stabilize their bodies.

"What?" In the hall to the north, Lu Shangda stood up incredulously, his pupils full of surprise.

Lori and Moer are the strongest blood-cultivating corpses under his control now, and after refining, they have even been elevated to the realm of life and death. It stands to reason that this black dragon and silver armor person, but the ninth rank of the sky-breaking realm, how could he be able to compete with two blood-cultivating corpses in the life and death realm?

At the same time, in the mid-air, Zhao Long raised the snow-white spear in his hand, and pointed the spear in the direction of the two blood-raising corpses: "It's disappointing, it's disappointing to the point of anger!"

"With this kind of army without rules, cooperation and combat effectiveness, a corpse with no realm but no combat effectiveness, dare to offend Your Majesty, and even provoke the Huaxia Empire!"

"Shame, it's just a shame. To deal with such a thing, a team of five million people is enough. I actually gathered a team of 10 million people!"

Lu Shangda, who controlled the blood-raising corpse of Luo Li and Moer, was speechless. He just used the scarlet eyes of the blood-raising corpse to look at Lin Qian, who was sitting on the throne of the Nine Dragons.

Ten million people, already the entire number of their black blood seniors fighting against the dynasty army, but this is just a team of the other party?

There are 10 million people in a team. How terrifying is the power of the Huaxia Empire?

"You... Who the hell are you?" Lu Shangda controlled the blood-raising corpse Lori, looked at Lin Qian solemnly, and asked.

"Don't you already know?" Lin Qian's golden pupils stared directly at the blood-raising corpse, and the other party quickly turned his eyes away to avoid looking at him.

"The Emperor of the Chinese Empire!" (To be continued.)

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