"Do you dare to tell me your name?" Feeling the terrifying power contained in Yimeng's sword, Yu Beichuan said with a solemn expression.
"Purple Sky Army, a dream!"
Hearing this, all the soldiers of the Xinghui Legion were stunned. They had been dealing with the Purple Sky Legion for many years, but they had never known that there was such a strong man in the Purple Sky Legion.
"If you want to survive, you'd better go all out!" As he said this, Yimeng swung his sword with his jade hand and slashed at Yu Beichuan's neck.
The long sword is extremely domineering with the blessing of Titled Douluo level soul power. The power of the sword was so majestic that it shocked Duan Tianya, who also used the sword.
Yu Beichuan raised his eyelids and retreated sharply. His dodging movements were smooth and flowing, but his speed was not even a bit worse than Yimeng. Although he avoided the vital point, his shoulder was still hit by the sword energy.
The entire shoulder was cut off!
"This person is definitely a Titled Douluo!" The expressions of the eight Soul Douluo from the Sun Moon Empire and Lin Xiuya from the Purple Sky Army all changed greatly.
"Who are you? Why do you want to help the Dou Ling Empire?"
A hint of speechlessness flashed in Yimeng's eyes, "I told you that I am from the Purple Sky Army! Why do you think I want to help the Dou Ling Empire?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yi Meng flashed behind Yu Beichuan like a wolf among the sheep.
The eight people around him have now all released their martial spirits. Next to Yu Beichuan, the already tall Wang Weizhong's body has obviously become more majestic, with thick hair covering his entire body.
Sharp claws sprouted from the fingers, and the whole person looked like a big brown bear.
Beside him, Duan Tianya was holding the broken knife, stroking the back of the knife with both hands as he frantically prepared for it.
To the right and rear of Duan Tianya was Liang Cheng, the only defensive soul master among the eight, holding a shield. It was a dark yellow shield with a protruding rhinoceros horn in the middle of the shield.
Liang Cheng's martial spirit is the Demonic Rhinoceros Shield, which is a variation of the Spiritual Rhinoceros Shield martial spirit. It is no longer just a defensive martial spirit. Just standing there, it feels thick and solid.
To the right of Demon Rhinoceros Shield Liang Cheng, agility-attack soul master Luo Balu held a purple long sword, which was two feet long and covered in silver-purple color. There was a mysterious inscription engraved on it.
The Thunder Sword brought Robalu not only the speed of thunder, but also the fury of thunder, which was a power that could wreak havoc on the world.
Yimeng's Blizzard Sword Spirit also exudes this kind of terrifying aura.
"Let me meet you first!" The beautiful woman looked at several teammates beside her who were eager to step forward.
Yimeng laughed heartily, and struck the sand with a long knife. A big hole was immediately made in the ground, and bloody smoke rose into the sky.
Seeing that Yi Meng had such power with just a wave of his hand, the beautiful woman broke out in a cold sweat, wondering where such a mysterious and powerful person came from.
Xuanling closes.
Nantong stood on the city wall, his eyes only fell on Yimeng. He smiled and said to Lin Chuan beside him: "Lin Chuan, this guy is also a master of using swords. You are the first person in the empire to use swords. What do you think of his sword?" How about the law?"
Lin Chuan, a burly middle-aged man, replied, "My cultivation level is not as good as his, and my swordsmanship... is also not as good as his!"
"This person is really that strong!" Nantong exclaimed, "Your sword skills are not comparable to those of many people on the mainland."
Lin Chuan raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said with a smile. "Now you know, there's one more."
Nantong said no more, but looked at the battlefield with interest. If it is true as Lin Chuan said, this will be a very exciting battle!
One against eight? Nantong was very curious whether this mysterious strong man could keep all the Contras coming from the Sun and Moon Empire this time!
The martial soul of the beautiful woman Ling Hongyin is the same as Luo Balu. It is a blue long sword with extremely strong wind element power.
It is quite similar to Lin Meng's Lan Yuan Sword. The remaining 20% difference is that Lan Yuan is not as powerful as Lin Meng. That is the difference between top martial arts and ordinary martial spirits.
Ling Hongyin held the hilt of the sword with her right hand, took a deep breath, her second soul ring lit up, and she quickly flashed out, appearing behind Yi Meng.
Swinging the sword, the dark black soul ring lit up, and he slashed hard! "The sixth soul skill, Feng Luo - Sky-violent Slash!"
Ling Hongyin couldn't help but shout out. A blue sword energy visible to the naked eye formed like a storm and slashed towards Yi Meng.
In an instant, Yimeng jumped up high and swung his sword casually. The sword energy was fierce and he moved towards the storm sword energy to resist it.
The power of ice and storm collided with each other, snowflakes fluttered, and the power of the storm was continuously weakened.
The next second, Ling Hongyin's hair exploded and her pupils shrank. She saw that after Yimeng swung his sword, his figure passed through the blizzard and wind, rushing towards her as fast as lightning.
flash! Flash mob! Ling Hongyin's instinct of danger made her react. She kicked off her feet, jumped up from the horse with all her strength, and spun her body sideways in the air.
The war horse was hit by the sword energy, as if a bag of plasma exploded, and blood sprayed out in all directions.
After falling to the ground, Ling Hongyin had no time to feel the pain and stood up immediately, holding the Qingfeng Sword tightly with both hands and staring straight ahead at Yimeng.
"Sky Splitting Claw!"
"Tangled with green vines!" Seeing Yimengyu launching another attack on Ling Hongyin, Wang Weizhong and Control Soul Douluo Ran Yin took action at the same time.
As two dark black soul rings flashed simultaneously, green vines burst out of the ground and wrapped around Yimeng's sword-wielding arm. One after another, Yimeng's arms were tied into a big bun.
Then Wang Weizhong's figure rushed to Yimeng, raised his hand, and stabbed Yimeng's chest with his diamond bear claws.
"A bunch of scum!" Yimeng put away the struggling look on his face and revealed a playful smile on his lips.
The soul power in the body circulated and condensed on the arm. When the biceps exerted force, the vines binding the arm suddenly exploded.
Looking at this scene, Ran Yin couldn't be too shocked. His seventh soul skill was a group control skill, but if it was used to control one person, it was no less powerful than his eighth soul skill.
But he didn't expect that the mysterious strong man in front of him could break through his control so easily!
Before the sharp claw could get close to Yimeng, Yimeng turned sideways, and the Blizzard Knife in his hand fell smoothly. Cold sweat broke out on Wang Weizhong's forehead.
He felt the fear of death!
"The fifth soul skill, Yan Gang Body Protection!" In the face of death, Wang Weizhong panicked, but his heart kept beating.
But his consciousness was very clear. He released the fifth soul skill, the defensive soul skill - Yan Gang Body Protection, and then controlled a stream of soul power to flow into the pendant hanging around his neck.
A golden light shield instantly condensed and enveloped Wang Weizhong. Coupled with the flowing rock-yellow halo on the surface of the body, the dark clouds on the latter's face receded a little.
"The eighth soul skill, Aomori - Snare!"
"The fifth soul skill—Thunder Phantom! The seventh soul skill—Thunder Strike!"
However, facing Yimeng's imposing sword, Wang Weizhong's teammates did not choose to remain indifferent.
Luo Balu and Ran Yin directly released their soul skills.
