"You should take action together."
Yimeng's sword was very fast. While resisting the attacks of Ran Yin and Luo Balu, he could continue to attack Wang Weizhong with his sword.
The blade fell on Wang Weizhong's soul shield, and a huge rebound force hit Yimeng's body from his hand.
However, Yimeng just stamped his feet, and the rebounding force was driven out of the body by Yimeng.
The soul protective shield only lasted for a few seconds. With a "click", it broke directly, and the Blizzard Knife struck Wang Weizhong head-on.
At this moment, Wang Weizhong's breathing became extremely rapid, and he raised his hands in a panic, blocking the Blizzard Knife with his sharp claws and continuing to move downwards.
However, even with the blessing of Yan Gang's body protection, Wang Weizhong could not withstand the power of this sword.
The whole person was directly cut away by the knife, and the body rolled several times on the bleeding sand before stopping.
Staggeringly standing up from the ground, Wang Weizhong clutched his chest, feeling that all the bones in his body were about to fall apart.
Although this knife did not kill him, it at least cost him half of his life...
Not only were all the ribs broken, but all the internal organs were also broken. If he hadn't used his soul power in time to protect his heart in the end, he might have been invited to tea by the Lord of Hell.
Looking at the bloody silver-edged broadsword, Yimeng wiped it with his hand, then raised his head and looked at Lin Xiuya beside him, scolding, "Why are you still standing there? Just leave them to me. What should you do?" Why go!"
After hearing the words, Lin Xiuya reacted immediately. I actually became addicted to watching the show!
The martial soul summoned, and a silver-purple spear condensed out. Lin Xiuya held up the Thunder Flame Spear, pointed the tip of the spear directly at the sky, and shouted loudly, "Brothers of the Purple Sky Army, fight with me!"
As he spoke, a bolt of thunder burst out from Lei Yan's gun, like a swimming dragon, sweeping towards the starry army on the opposite side.
Seeing this, the Zitian Army left behind in Xuanling Pass suddenly felt their blood boiling! Then, everyone roared, "Fight! Fight! Fight!"
"Fight! Fight! Fight!" Following Nantong's order, the door of Xuanling Pass opened, and countless Xuanling Army soldiers roared out.
As soon as he finished speaking, Nantong released his martial spirit avatar, transformed into a lion, and charged towards the star army.
His target was not the group of Star Riders fighting Lin Xiuya on the main battlefield, but the group of Star Riders at the back of the battlefield who had not yet been on the battlefield.
"Be careful!" Nantong heard Lin Xiuya telling him as he passed by Lin Xiuya.
Nantong nodded.
Although the Soul Douluo of the Sun and Moon Empire have been held back by Yimeng, the Xinghui Army behind them still cannot be underestimated. After all, that was an army of 70,000 people!
As for their Purple Sky Army, apart from the 20,000 soldiers on the main battlefield and the more than 1,000 wounded soldiers in Xuanling Pass, there were only 70,000 left.
Seventy thousand versus seventy thousand, whether he can win or not depends on Nantong. If it weren't for Lin Chuan's soul power being exhausted in the battle just now. It won't be over for a while.
Two Contras commanding 70,000 Purple Sky Army against 70,000 Star Glory Army must have the skills.
For a moment, several Soul Douluo from the Sun and Moon Empire on the main battlefield felt desolate in their hearts.
Robalu Contra roared, "Lin Sichen died, but a guy like this came out!
Why did you ask us to come here without asking for clear information? "
After the words fell, he directly raised his sword and rushed towards Yimeng. The remaining six Contras were all suffocated, feeling that the breath in their chests was getting more and more suffocating.
It seemed as if something unbearable was about to explode.
"If you don't die today, I will settle the score with you when I get back!" Duan Tianya shouted angrily, and then he also charged forward with a knife.
Then, the remaining five people each had different psychology, and then they rushed forward resolutely.
Although they all know that they are probably no match for Yi Meng, they are not willing to let them wait for death.
Opposite, the Zitian army and its leader Lin Xiuya. I was still immersed in the killing, but I saw this scene.
Seeing those seven majestic figures taking action at the same time, Lin Xiuya frowned and was a little worried.
He didn't know whether this mysterious strong man was really confident or... arrogant. Even now, the soul ring has not been released.
All the Purple Sky Army, including the Xinghui Army, couldn't help but retreat back, even Lin Xiuya did the same.
They were afraid of being affected by the battle between Yimeng and the seven Contras.
Suddenly, a huge explosion sounded. Duan Tianya, covered in blood, staggered out.
There was a huge blood hole in his chest, and blood gushed out. The broken knife in his hand was so broken that it no longer looked like a knife.
After a while, Yu Beichuan finally became the first person to hurt Yimeng after paying the price of an arm.
He held a bloody spear and roared at the army, "Fight to the death! If anyone dares to escape, you know His Majesty's methods.
No matter how much sacrifice we make today, we must win Xuanling Pass! "
As the words fell, all the Xinghui army let out thundering roars and rushed towards the Zitian army with scarlet eyes.
Yu Beichuan was right, they had no other choice but to fight to the death. If the general cannot return safely, even if they return to the empire, death will be waiting for them.
It may even drag down their relatives and friends.
boom!
With an explosion, Ran Yin Soul Douluo flew out upside down, covered in blood. As a control soul master, Ran Yin was able to hold on until now.
The gap in strength lies here. If he can delay a little longer and spend a little more soul power, he may win the hope of victory for his comrades.
On the other side, Nantong led the 70,000 Purple Sky Army to fight with the 70,000 Xinghui Army. Although his Contra presence greatly reduced the pressure on the Purple Sky Army.
However, the soul guidance equipment of the Xinghui Army was too sophisticated. He found that his head harvesting speed was completely inferior to the efficiency of the Xinghui Army's heavy damage to the Purple Sky Army.
After a quick glance, there were almost 40,000 people in the Xinghui Army, while their Zitian Army had less than 40,000 people.
Now, having consumed too much soul power, he was even held back by several high-level soul saints equipped with sophisticated soul guidance equipment. A careless move can lead to vomiting blood and regression.
But fortunately, his lieutenant arrived in time and held back the two enemy Soul Saints.
"General, we can't continue fighting like this!"
"If you can't, you have to fight me! We have to wait until the senior resolves the battle. Then we can fight back."
The sharp claws in Nantong's hands suddenly fell down and struck a soul saint so hard that his skin and flesh were torn apart.
However, even if the Soul Saint was injured, he would still cling to him to fight for opportunities for his teammates.
Facing the same situation, there was Lin Xiuya, even though he was an eighty-fifth level Soul Douluo with a soul bone in his body.
Now he was still dragged into a bloody battle by several soul saints for more than half an hour.
However, they didn't know that while they were still trying to figure out how to resolve the current impasse.
Lin Meng, who was a hundred miles away, was already smiling from ear to ear. "I haven't even taken action yet, and the mission has been completed?"
