I have a hero dream

The corpses in the Shenhuo circle were lying on one side, while Zhao Wuming, who was standing in the center, had a cold face and no emotion in his eyes. He was harvesting every life like a killing god.

Each of the pikemen, pale and weak, wanted to escape, but the seeds of fear that had already sprouted in their hearts made them full of retreat from this circle of divine fire.

Soon there were corpses all over the place, and only a small number of enemy troops remained in the Shenhuo circle, and they all fell to the ground and struggled continuously. When they saw Zhao Wuming approaching them step by step, the fear in their eyes was even greater. A look of despair.

Only now did they realize that the person they were facing was not an emperor like that small country at all, but a devil on the battlefield.

The sound of footsteps step by step resounded in it, and the surrounding fire was even stronger than before, and the layers of thick smoke covered the sight of the surrounding people.

The raging fire seemed to engulf the entire sky. Everyone couldn't help swallowing when they heard the voice inside getting smaller and smaller.

Zhuge Jin looked in the direction of the circle, and sighed: "Zhao Wuming, you really surprise me!"

When almost all the spearmen were killed, Zhao Wuming only felt a sharp pain in his feet, until he slightly took off the pair of combat boots, and found bloody lines like dragon scales appearing on those feet, he felt extremely horrified in his heart .

And the moment he took it off, he felt pain in his heart, two lines of blood and tears seemed to flow from his eyes, and his fists rushed wildly due to the blood of Yang Yan in his heart, as if he was about to leave his body and rush out at any time.

And this also caused him to put the holy dragon sword in his hand on the ground, and his whole body was covered with cold sweat, but the pain was getting higher and higher, which made him almost cry out.

It took a long time before he completely suppressed it, but he knew in his heart that the current situation was not optimistic for him, and he also knew that his time seemed to be running out.

When the surrounding people heard the deathly silence inside, their first thought was: "The emperor of Yan Kingdom will not just die like this, right?"

Of course, Zhuge Jin's guesses were also involved, but he thought a little deeper than these people: "Awakening the bloodline is no joke, and the adaptation period is not over so soon.

It seems that he should be the result of blood backlash just now. For him, this price will lead to instability in the future, and he will return to the original point at any time.

However, his life does not have any chance to survive until he is fully retreated, because after this battle he will disappear forever in this world, and of course Yan Kingdom will also be removed from the world. "

Zhao Wuming's life and death were also secretly judged in Zhuge Jin's heart.

After all, if Zhao Wuming is left alone for ten to twenty years, he will definitely dominate the world, and he will also rush out of the world and become a figure who is the God of War in the world.

It's just that in Zhuge Jin's consideration, this growth time is destined not to be given to Yan Guo.

And this is also a point that future great talents in the world will lament.

The circle of divine fire began to dissipate, and the blood in Zhao Wuming's body gradually calmed down, but there were more and more dragon scale-like lines, and now basically the whole lower body.

But no matter how painful and uncomfortable he was standing in front of the city gate, he was still as motionless as a mountain, and with his expression unchanged, he once again raised that god-killing sword and charged forward.

From the moment when all the circles of divine fire dispersed, the enemy soldiers saw that figure rushing towards them, and each one of them was terrified.

Fortunately, Zhuge Jin, the top general, was still there, otherwise he would have fled in all directions.

In addition, his words of calming the army now have improved the morale of the army, and they have become even more fearless in the face of interests: "All the soldiers give me orders, and there is only one enemy left , kill him, and the country of Yan will be ours."

There were less than [-] troops left, and when they heard the commander's words, they became even more powerful: "Kill, kill, kill."

"Four-line giant formation, knot."

"Kill."

Zhuge Jin put out his famous array, which is also known as the magic array where there is nowhere to avoid in the ultimate move.

In less than a moment, the [-] troops had been assembled, and Zhao Wuming's pressure was greatly increased with every step, and a psychedelic thing appeared in the eyes of the formation in all directions.

Of course, this is more like an illusion, but it was hailed as one of the strongest illusions in that era.

Each and every soldier seemed to possess super bloodlines, rushing to kill them crazily.

Zhao Wuming's blood is constantly being supplied, and he can easily use the magic fire to protect his body, but he still underestimates this illusion.

Every famous military general has his own special move, let alone a top famous general.

As soon as the word "kill" fell, countless swords, guns and swords appeared around Zhao Wuming, and there seemed to be very strange methods in every position.

"Wai."

"combine."

"Certainly."

"Kun."

"..."

With a series of eight characters, Zhao Wuming could be killed on the spot in this dead end.

It's just that he is still crazily overdrawing his life in adversity. Even if the dragon scale pattern has covered his shoulders, he still doesn't give up.

In the end, he succeeded. He who had already been in a battle of trapped beasts turned the tide at this moment of ten deaths and no lives, and broke through the formation of [-] and escaped with his own strength.

At the moment of breaking through, all [-] soldiers spit out a mouthful of blood arrows from their mouths, and Zhuge Jin, who gathered [-] energy on Zhuge Jin's body, retreated seven steps in a row, his black hair turned white in an instant, and he became old. Dozens.

Surprise flashed in Zhuge Jin's eyes, but it was even more unbelievable: "It actually broke through, this... how is this possible?!"

When he saw Zhao Wuming still standing where he was, he felt that he was leading an army of [-]. Would it mean that taking this small country would cause heavy damage?

The mist cleared, and they saw that although the man was still standing there, there were dragon scale patterns all over his body, his eyes were still closed, the sharp sword in his hand was stuck on the ground behind his back, and his hands were tightly pressed against the hilt among.

A generation of Zhao Wuming who could become the God of War in the world ended forever in this battle, which also drew a perfect end to this battle.

When Zhuge Jin walked in front of him, he felt that the other party had long since died, but that sharp and unparalleled aura still existed, which inevitably made him awed.

It's just that this opponent also made him unforgettable in his life.

In the end, he killed more than 2 people alone, and he was still on par with an army of more than 7. This combat power is unmatched in the world. If he is given another chance to grow, he will really be a figure at the level of a god of war in the world.

At that time, it can be said that it will be a disaster for Jin.This is also the reason why Zhuge Jin didn't want to raise tigers.

And the subsequent destruction of the country will make the country of Yan behind it face a huge disaster, and the destruction of the whole country is within a few seconds.