Chapter 1152
He thought that the Great Han was just a group of rabble.
He led the Python Scale Army.
Enough to crush the other party.
"Haha, what a joke, my Great Han has billions of people, what kind of thing are you!"
After hearing the voice, Xiang Yu said with a laugh.
A look of mockery appeared in his eyes.
And just after his voice fell.
The Great Han soldiers behind him instantly raised their crossbows.
"Swish! Swish!"
Dense crossbow bolts fell like a rain curtain in the air.
Making the Python Scale Army unable to dodge in time.
In an instant, they were pierced through.
And just when the Great Han generals were slaughtering wantonly.
The figures of the Python Scale King and the Python Scale Old Ancestor descended into the valley at this moment.
Looking at the scene below, a look of shock and anger appeared in the Python Scale King's eyes.
Without any pause, he ordered.
"Python Spirit King, you follow me to take action, execute this person, and avenge our clan's soldiers!"
After the voice fell.
The figure of the Python Spirit King flew out in an instant.
His body was like a long rainbow at this moment.
He struck out with both palms.
In an instant, terrifying energy surged between heaven and earth.
"Bang!"
And just at this moment, Zhang Sanfeng also came up to meet him.
A sharp light appeared in his eyes.
The long staff in his hand danced.
Blooming with dazzling brilliance.
"Roar!"
A dragon roar rang out.
The whole person crashed into the Python Spirit King like a flood dragon at the same time.
Then, the other party's figure was sent flying backwards.
"Swish!"
Fresh blood sprayed out, and the Python Spirit King had a look of horror on his face.
He had never dreamed that Zhang Sanfeng's strength would be so powerful.
Defeated in one move, without even the strength to fight back.
"Your Majesty, save me!"
The Python Spirit King shouted.
He understood in his heart that he was definitely no match for Zhang Sanfeng, and only the Python Scale King could rival the other party.
And after hearing the voice, a cold light appeared in the Python Scale King's eyes.
This time, the Python Scale Army suffered heavy losses.
If the Python Spirit King died, it would be a huge blow to the Python Scale Army.
After all, every general in the Python Scale Army Corps was very precious.
Therefore, the Python Scale King had to rescue him.
Therefore, without waiting for the Python Spirit King to finish speaking, he pounced towards Zhang Sanfeng.
At the same time, he roared.
"Courting death!"
The voice rang out, appearing extremely fierce.
His fist energy whistled out in an instant.
Causing the entire heaven and earth to become dark in an instant.
"Roar!"
It was just that, just as he approached Zhang Sanfeng.
Bursts of dragon roars came from the other party's mouth.
Then, his body swelled.
Actually turning into a thousand zhang tall.
He swept out with a staff, emitting brilliant yellow light.
At this moment, it seemed as if it could cover the sun and moon.
The vast energy made everyone tremble with fear.
"Bang!"
The two collided in one place.
The Python Scale King's figure could not help but pause.
Then, his figure was blasted back.
A look of horror appeared in his eyes.
At this moment, the Python Scale Army actually suffered a loss when facing the Great Han's army.
You must know, this was the Python Scale Army.
Each one was extremely powerful.
And fearless of death.
Even the Python Scale Old Ancestor was unwilling to easily fight the Python Scale Army.
Now, they were injured at the hands of the Great Han's army.
"Haha, satisfying!"
Seeing such a scene, Xiang Yu shouted excitedly.
He liked this feeling; conquering all kinds of ambitious heroes made his blood boil.
And just at this moment, the Python Spirit King's figure flew out again.
His speed was extremely fast.
Cold light flickered in his hand, slashing towards Xiang Yu.
His eyes carried ferocity.
Wanting to use the power of the Python Scale Army to execute the other party.
It was just that, just as his attack was about to touch Xiang Yu.
A figure blocked in front of him.
This person's aura was extremely powerful.
His whole body was wrapped in golden light.
"Get lost!"
A cold voice rang out, and he waved his palm.
In an instant, the Python Spirit King's figure was sent flying backwards.
"Crack!"
His arm was broken in an instant.
"Swish!"
At the same time, fresh blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
A look of shock appeared in his eyes.
He did not know why the Great Han's general's strength would be so powerful.
It was just that, now it was too late to think about these things.
Because those Python Scale Army soldiers had already charged over.
"Kill!"
Xiang Yu roared and walked towards the Python Spirit King with his saber.
Endless baleful aura surged on his body.
Causing a look of fear to appear on the Python Spirit King's face.
"Boom!"
However, he did not dare to be negligent and retreated.
The Python Scale Army pounced towards Xiang Yu.
"Destroy them for me!"
Seeing such a scene, Yuchi Gong roared.
His twin axes slashed down like thunder.
When they landed, they chopped the foremost Python Scale Army soldiers into minced meat.
In a short time, the battle on the field came to an end.
And at this moment, the Python Scale King finally could not sit still.
He looked at Zhang Sanfeng and roared...
"Han Emperor, you are bullying people too much; are you not afraid of my Python Scale Army?
Today, my Python Scale Army will definitely trample your Great Han!"
The voice rang out, and the surrounding air solidified.
And just at this moment.
Ximen Wudi's voice said slowly.
"A mere Python Scale Army is worthy of threatening me!
Since you are not convinced, then come and fight!"
His voice carried a rich killing intent.
Then, he took a step and stood in the void.
Brilliant light shone in his eyes, making the Python Scale King dare not look directly.
"You, follow me!"
After the voice fell, Ximen Wudi turned and left.
The Python Spirit King, although unwilling.
But now he could not care about much.
Immediately, he followed behind.
And at the same time, the Great Han's generals were preparing to counterattack the Python Scale King City.
Now the Python Scale Army had been defeated.
The Great Han soldiers' attack could be said to be unimpeded.
In a short time, the Python Scale King City fell.
When the Python Scale King climbed down from the city wall.
His gaze towards the Great Han soldiers was filled with poisonous resentment.
The Python Scale King was just an ordinary Python Scale Army soldier.
However, he still had the cultivation of the ninth level of the Saint.
In the Python Scale Nation, he could be considered an expert.
Now, he had been reduced to a prisoner.
How could this not make him angry?
"Han Emperor, just you wait, we will meet again soon!"
The Python Scale King gritted his teeth and said.
And just after his voice fell.
Beside him, the Python Scale Old Ancestor frowned and said.
"Big Brother, this matter cannot blame the Han Emperor; it is because our skills are inferior to others.
Moreover, he was ordered by Father to come and find you and Mother.
I hope you will not vent your anger on the other party!"
The Python Scale Old Ancestor's voice spread.
The Python Spirit King did not agree.
"Since when did my Python Scale Army become someone else's slave?
I, the Python Scale King, would rather die than be anyone's prisoner!"
The Python Scale King said angrily.
"Humph!"
The Python Spirit King still wanted to say something.
"Swish!"
A sharp blade shot out from Ximen Wudi's side.
It stuck straight into the ground beside the Python Scale King.
This was the Great Han's flying sword.
"Ding, congratulations to the host, summoning successful.
Obtained Zhang Liang, strength at the eighth level of the Saint!"
After hearing the voice, a smile appeared on Ximen Wudi's mouth.
Then, he said lightly.
"Take him away!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
After the voice fell, Zhang Liang's figure disappeared on the spot.
And the Python Spirit King, at this moment, also disappeared on the spot under the protection of the Python Scale Old Ancestor.
In this battle, the Great Han won, and the benefits obtained were huge.
The Python Scale King and the Python Scale Army were taken down, and several cities were seized.
This was something other forces could not imagine at all.
And after Ximen Wudi solved the Python Scale King, in the following days.
There was no more war.
The people of the Great Han, after experiencing several baptisms, completely calmed down.
The Great Han's military edge became increasingly sharp.
On this day, Ximen Wudi summoned his civil and military officials in the Imperial Palace to discuss matters.
"Your Majesty, now the strength of our Great Han has grown steadily, but we still need to expand our territory!"
Cao Zhengchun's voice rang out.
A trace of excitement appeared in his eyes.
"En, I have the same thought.
Where do you think our Great Han should expand to!"
Ximen Wudi nodded and said.
Then, he looked at the crowd.
"Your Majesty, I suggest we take action against the Western Regions.
It is said that this piece of land is the territory of the Barbarian Race; if we take it down...
End of Chapter
