Chapter 1595

On the Chinese warship.

It was the last time that Wang Xu saw the flying boat buried by Xuan. It was suspended tens of thousands of meters above the sky. The huge ship was like a city in the sky.

Hundreds of warriors, wearing armor and holding French soldiers, stood solemnly on the battle boat. Their murderous and evil spirits condensed and did not disperse. They gathered together and became a ferocious beast in the void.

When Wang Xu came over, the burial master had changed into a black armor full of powerful atmosphere. Seeing Wang Xu, he looked up and said, "coming? The tide of the world is going to disappear. The war is about to begin. Put on the armor. "

Then, with a wave of his hand, a set of black armor similar to his armor appeared out of thin air.

Wang Xu glanced at the armor. It was covered with a layer of leg guards with hollowed out silver edges, black knee protectors with red dragon heads, black upper body armor with fiery smell, and a helmet with a ferocious smell. The heavy iron boots made of empty iron covered his face.

There is also a huge long sword with flashing ink color and flowing light, and a three clawed Xuanlong is wrapped around the hilt.

This set of armor is customized by Xuanlong city. Different levels are distinguished by the dragon pattern on the armor and the number of Xuanlong claws on the hilt.

Such as the long sword buried in the waist of Xuansheng, on the hilt is the five clawed Xuanlong!

Wang Xu's three claws are admirals!

This kind of armor belongs to external armor, not internal armor. Wang Xu didn't refuse. He took over and dressed himself up. Then he stood behind him silently, gazing at the horizon of the distant sky.

No one's talking!

The atmosphere is dignified and depressing.

Looking around, there are huge suspended warships in the sky, which are full of fighters with all kinds of armor.

The black color of Xuanlong city!

The red of XuanHuo city!

Black of dark night city!

The yellow of xuance city!

Red and black of Xuanwu city!

The blue of Xuanji city!

The blue of xuanlin city!

And

The... Variegation of Xuankong City

Compared with the regular reinforcements of other military cities in manghuang County of Ming Yue Dynasty, the warriors in Xuankong city have no uniform standard armor. Except for the imperial family, sword tower and other forces, most of them are miscellaneous armor pieced together by themselves.

It seems to be a mob, but if we really fight, our fighting capacity will not be weak.

The duty of keeping soil, the evil of hometown, never retreat! No! Death will not retreat!

Those who are timid, greedy for life and afraid of death have already fled, and those who stay behind will not retreat, only the first World War!

"The void shakes..."

All of a sudden, it seemed that he felt something and suddenly looked up at the sky above him.

Wang Xu also raised his head, staring at the sky above, his eyes, as if through the edge of space, saw a very shocking battle scene.

A man dressed in yellow and armed with a long sword, a black magic dragon whose body can't see its tail at first sight, suddenly collided with each other in the void from extremely quiet to extremely moving, and a fierce battle broke out.

The evil spirit is surging, the energy storm is raging, the lightning and thunder are blazing, the fire is burning in the air, and one person and one magic dragon fight from the void to the nearby lower boundary, and then fight from those lower boundaries to the void. The place they pass is shattered, and the world is shaking

The war begins!

The next second, Wang Xu looked back at the end of the sky, where a wall like a dragon across the earth, in front of the wall like mist, quietly subsided, leaving only a very thin line.

On the other side of the line, there are countless black demons, all kinds of races, huge monsters tens of meters high, strange human beings with wings, or devil's wings, or beast's body, as well as strange beings covered with light and shadow

Hundreds of thousands, millions

boundless!

Looking at this piece of black tide, with the ebb of boundary tide, it is approaching. From the high altitude, it looks like a fierce black tide, with bursts of wolves, crashing madly to the wall.

Wang Xu was silent.

After three breaths, he suddenly asked, "master burying sword, do you want me to come here to avoid danger and protect me?"

In this way, it is only because there is no leader of other forces beside him.

For example, the Lord of XuanHuo city is crazy without fire, the Lord of Xuanwu city is Wu Yu enemy, and so on, and even Wang Xu, the emperor's family and the Academy alliance's Wu Zun, has not seen one.

Everyone, at this time, gathered at the forefront of their respective front lines, waiting for the impending war.

Xuanshisheng didn't answer. He just looked at the battlefield in front of the sky and said calmly: "in this kind of battle, individual strength can't decide any victory or defeat."

“……”

Wang Xu was silent, and then slowly raised his head. An indescribable breath rushed out of his body and up into the sky.

"You're wrong. The reason why individual strength can't decide the outcome is that it's not strong enough! If the battlefield of the two great emperors in the empty sky, why can't they sweep everything in front of us at this moment? "

As he spoke, he stepped out step by step.

"Maybe I'm not strong enough now, but I want to be stronger! And becoming stronger, besides training and fighting, is the biggest breakthrough! "

"In addition, others are fighting, and I'm not the commander in chief who needs to be in the center like you. How dare I cherish this body?"

The voice fell.

Wang Xu's mind has broken through the air, swept tens of thousands of miles, stepped out of the battle boat, and in the southeast, he has instantly come to the front of the sword tower.

"It's the sword master!"

"Here comes the sword master!"

"Here comes the sword master!"

At the sight of him, the eyes of countless sword building disciples brightened, and they cried out, and their morale soared.

In the same second, Chu shuliu, Bai Jingsha, Lan Yu, Gou Xiuwei and other wuzuns in front of the front also showed a little relaxation on their faces.

If Wang Xu doesn't come, the power of the sword tower's Wu Zun level is lacking in the backbone.

Keng!

Wang Xu pulls out Xuanlong armor, the standard long sword worn by the general. A little light on his body lights up the golden sword light. Countless sword lights shuttle and gather, and the Yang spirit sword armor condenses in a flash.

He represents the master of the sword tower and the respect of the master of the sword!

After a long time, the sound of the sword's chant became more and more high, and it almost wanted to pierce the sky.

Wang Xu's eyes were fixed on the approaching demon army in front of him. His mind was focused on the powerful existence above wuzun. In his hand, he held his sword high and pointed to the north.

"All the disciples of the sword building follow my orders, everyone, follow me..."

"Kill!"

Above the sky, a thick dark cloud surged, sword light across the sky, jumping.

Boom!

A thunderbolt suddenly fell from the sky and landed on the sword tip in Wang Xu's hand.

The light of the sword does not disperse, but it condenses even more, and the wind rises suddenly.

Wang Xu's whole body is twined with sword light and electric light. The sun spirit fire on the Yang spirit sword armor turns into a small sun, which looks like a God.

"Kill!"