Chapter 7: The two armies confront each other, Su Haiwu is shocked

Su Jiutian looked at the Beiliang army roaring towards him from the end of the horizon, and a smile appeared on his lips.

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Not long after, Su Haiwu led 100,000 Beiliang troops and faced Su Jiutian in the air.

He looked at Zhao Yun and Yuan Zuozong on both sides of Su Jiutian, as well as the 100,000 Snow Dragon Riders in the back, most of whom were at the warrior level, and was extremely angry.

The illegitimate son, who had been disliked and looked down upon by his father since childhood, actually had two semi-saints loyal to him and an army of 100,000 elite soldiers.

This was unacceptable to the arrogant Su Haiwu.

But suddenly, his eyes narrowed in disbelief.

He finally discovered that Su Jiutian's realm had actually entered the Martial Emperor realm.

He clearly remembered that a month ago, when he returned to Beiliang Palace, Su Jiutian was still an ordinary person with no cultivation.

The ten deputy generals beside him also looked at Su Jiutian with surprise.

Because if Su Jiutian had such a talent for cultivation, no matter how much the King of Beiliang disliked him, he would still give him a certain status.

"Lord."

Beside Su Jiutian, Zhao Yun whispered, "The leader must be Su Haiwu, right? I didn't expect that at such a young age, he has already reached the Great Perfection of the Semi-Saint Realm. He is indeed gifted."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Zuozong smiled and said, "What a pity, he will die today."

"Su Jiutian!"

At this time, Su Haiwu suppressed the anger and jealousy in his heart, rode his horse forward, and shouted.

Su Jiutian sneered and said, "Why, do you want to kill me?"

"You beast, no matter how badly the emperor treated you, he is still your biological father." Su Haiwu said angrily, "But you killed your brother and your father. You are simply not worthy of being a son. You are a beast!"

"Su Xiao, Zhao Yanzhi, Su Haiwen and you are our family, and I am just the product of his drunken promiscuity." Su Jiutian said: "If they just disliked me, I might not kill them."

"But the princess died inexplicably in the palace, and he wanted to send me to the capital to silence the court."

"He wants to kill me, so why not I kill him!"

"No matter what, you killed your brother and father, which is a beastly act." Su Haiwu said coldly: "Of course, you and I are half brothers after all."

At this point, he paused and continued, "If you come to your senses and surrender, I can consider not killing you."

"Haha, Su Haiwu, do you believe this?" Su Jiutian sneered.

"You are doing this only because you are attracted by my 100,000 Great Snow Dragon Riders and the two Great Perfection Semi-Saints."

Su Haiwu frowned slightly when he heard this.

He certainly thought so.

Su Jiutian killed his brother, his father, and his stepmother. Even if he was willing to forgive Su Jiutian, it would only be temporary.

Before long, Su Jiutian would still die.

Otherwise, if he forgave the person who killed his brother and father, he would not be able to continue to command the 300,000 Northern Liang troops.

"Su Jiutian, I keep my word." Su Haiwu spoke again.

He was really jealous of the 100,000 Snow Dragon Riders.

"Stop talking nonsense. I am leading the army here to kill you and annihilate the 300,000 Beiliang troops!" Su Jiutian said in a deep voice.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

One hundred thousand Snow Dragon Riders roared, shaking the sky, and their murderous intent soared into the sky.

This scene made Su Haiwu and the ten deputy generals change their expressions slightly.

Because even the battle-hardened Northern Liang Army did not have such shocking murderous aura.

"Su Jiutian, do you really want to seek your own death?" Su Haiwu said coldly, his expression darkening.

"No, you will definitely be the one to die!" Su Jiutian said.

"Zilong, kill him!"

He no longer hesitated and gave the order decisively.

"kill!"

Zhao Yun shouted loudly, holding the Longdan silver spear, he flew into the air and rushed towards Su Haiwu.

"Looking for death!" Su Haiwu was a favored child of heaven, and his realm was also the great perfection of the semi-saint realm. Naturally, he was not afraid of Zhao Yun.

He held a black broadsword, flew into the air, and rushed towards Zhao Yun.

"My men, follow me and kill the enemy!"

Yuan Zuozong shouted loudly, holding a spear, he jumped into the air and killed the ten deputy generals of the Northern Liang Army.

The 100,000 Great Snow Dragon Riders burst out with terrifying murderous aura and charged towards the 100,000 Northern Liang troops.

A war broke out between two hundred thousand troops in an instant.

In mid-air, Zhao Yun, holding the Longdan Silver Spear, fought with Su Haiwu.

It has to be said that Su Haiwu is indeed a gifted child of destiny. Even when facing Zhao Yun, he did not lose the upper hand in a short period of time.

Although the ten deputy generals of the Northern Liang Army were all at the Martial Honor Realm without exception, their opponent was Yuan Zuozong, who had reached the Great Perfection of the Semi-Saint Realm.

Even if they use their numbers to bully the few, they are still at a disadvantage and can only try their best to resist.

As for the 100,000 Northern Liang troops, they could only be slaughtered when facing the 100,000 Great Snow Dragon Riders.

The Beiliang Army is generally at the martial arts level, having experienced hundreds of battles and can be called elite.

But what they were facing were the Great Snow Dragon Riders whose realm was generally at the warrior level.

As the bodies fell one after another, Su Jiutian could feel waves of not-so-strong power appearing out of nowhere in his body.

Advance your realm little by little towards the middle stage of the Martial Emperor Realm.

"puff!"

At this moment, a deputy general of the Northern Liang Army failed to dodge and was shot through the chest by Yuan Zuozong.

"boom!"

As Yuan Zuozong's power exploded, the spear in his hand vibrated, and the deputy general who was pierced by the spear exploded directly, blood rained down, and no body was left.

"You all have to die!"

Yuan Zuozong licked his lips and gave a death-like smile.

Like a cannonball, it rushed towards the nine enemies.

At this moment, the nine veteran lieutenants who had fought in many battles actually felt a strong fear.

In the air, Zhao Yun was like a peerless god of war, and the Longdan Silver Spear in his hand was like a silver dragon.

Su Haiwu had a gloomy expression.

Although he was very young, he had already reached the great perfection of the semi-saint realm and was naturally very confident.

His strength is also extremely powerful. The average semi-saint realm master is no match for him at all.

But today, when he met Zhao Yun, he realized that he was not truly invincible among his peers.

"The gun comes out like a dragon!"

At this moment, Zhao Yun shouted loudly and swung out the Longdan silver spear.

"hold head high!"

At this moment, the Longdan Silver Spear seemed to have really transformed into a silver dragon, and the sound of a dragon's roar could be faintly heard.

"The sword dominates the world!"

Su Haiwu did not dare to be careless. He exerted his strength to the extreme and attacked with all his strength.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Boom boom——!"

There was a loud roar, and terrifying waves swept in all directions.

"puff!"

The next moment, Su Haiwu was struck by lightning, and flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, with blood gushing out.

He was seriously injured in this collision.

Su Jiutian was riding on a warhorse and saw this scene without any shock or surprise.

"Su Jiutian, die!"

At this moment, an angry shout was heard, and a martial arts master from the Beiliang army came flying in the air, holding a long sword, and rushed towards him.

(End of this chapter)