Douluo's death sickle

The red mist spread backwards from the two of them. Within a few breaths, the dividing line drawn by Xue Yu was already covered with red mist.

"Martial spirit fusion technique!" Ning Fengzhi frowned. He was a little worried about Chen Xin. Although his strength had improved, Xue Yu was just a pervert. No one could tell what level he was at.

"It seems to be similar to the martial soul fusion skills released by the golden generation of Wuhun Palace. Perception cannot penetrate it. It's like a new world." Gu Rong said solemnly.

"Your Majesty!" Xue Qinghe's generals looked solemn. At least tens of thousands of soldiers were trapped in this thick fog.

"There is no need to panic. Sword Douluo Mian is among them and everything will be fine." Xue Qinghe looked at the red mist in front of her quietly. She didn't know what was in it, so she could only wait for Chen Xin to come out.

Martial soul fusion skills, in the netherworld, even the extremely good eyesight of Yao Shichenxin cannot fully see the surrounding situation.

"Hmph, you are pretending to be a god!" Chen Xin pointed like a sword and swung down at the red mist in front of him. The Seven Kills Sword carried the sharp sword energy and split the red mist within a certain range.

However, after the chop, the red mist condensed again, still blocking his sight.

Chen Xin squinted his eyes, thinking about countermeasures.

"ah--"

Suddenly, a scream caught Chen Xin's attention, and he raised his sword in the air and flew in the direction of the sound.

However, his vision was too blurry, and he could only see a few figures in armor fighting, and could still vaguely hear the sound of weapons clashing.

bass……

The sword light passed by, and the strong wind carried by it slightly blew away the red mist, revealing the soldiers fighting.

Thinking that the battle happened unintentionally due to sight problems among our own soldiers, Chen Xin was about to scold him, but found that one of the soldiers was actually wearing the armor of the Star Luo Empire.

"Why are there people from the Star Luo Empire here?" Chen Xin was even more confused. With a flick of his finger, the Seven Kills Sword directly penetrated the armor of a Star Luo Empire soldier and brought him in front of him.

Before he could speak, the face of the Star Luo Empire soldier was revealed in front of Chen Xin. His pale face had only half of his skin, his skull face and his mouth opened, as if he was shouting something.

With a flick of Chen Xin's wrist, the soldier instantly turned into powder and merged into the red mist.

"What the hell is this?"

All around, the sound of fighting became more and more intense, and at the same time, various screams and shouts were heard, making people's hair stand on end.

"You can trap me with this alone? Xueyu, you underestimate me too much!" After thinking for a while, Chen Xin closed his eyes, then opened them suddenly in the next second, and the seventh soul ring on his body lit up, directly The martial spirit true form is activated.

The sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and lines of solid sword light surrounded Chen Xin's body. Within a hundred meters, the red mist was evaporated by the sword energy, and the skeleton soldiers were instantly scattered, leaving only scattered pieces in place for a few days. Fighting Imperial Soldiers.

"snort!"

There was another cold snort, and the sword light surrounding Chen Xin expanded again, sorting out a range of several hundred meters.

Only this time, there are not many Tiandou Empire soldiers alive.

"Everyone alive, follow me." Chen Xin was about to lead the group of living soldiers out of the red mist area. He finally understood what Xue Yu's martial soul fusion skill was.

A range-of-area skill that can summon the dead to fight.

Wait? Can you summon the dead?

Chen Xin felt that his heartbeat began to speed up. If the dead could be summoned here, it would not be only those soldiers with low combat effectiveness. Perhaps, there would be other strong men.

However, Chen Xin did not wait for the strong man. In front of him, within sight, there were densely packed skeleton soldiers of the Star Luo Empire.

There are about a thousand people in sight, but what about those hidden in the red mist? Doesn't it have to be ten thousand people?

Soon, Chen Xin realized the reason why an elephant would be killed if there were too many ants.

The Seven Killing Sword continued to shuttle among the crowd, and under the control of Chen Xin, it had killed hundreds of skeleton soldiers, and there was still no sign of the number of soldiers within sight decreasing.

However, our own soldiers were already dead and injured after several rounds of charges from the other side, and there were not many left.

If those Tiandou Empire soldiers who were not found encountered the same situation, then tens of thousands of them would all die here.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Clan!" Chen Xin's patience was about to be worn out. He pointed his hands together as swords and started a large-scale attack.

The endless skeleton soldiers were finally killed by Chen Xin. By some estimates, he killed tens of thousands of skeleton soldiers in this short period of time.

"Rain of Blood! Get out of here, there's no point in playing like this." Chen Xin took a few breaths and shouted around again.

However, no one will respond here.

clang……

A huge hammer hit the ground, and the sound made Chen Xin slowly turn his head.

The figure in the red mist made Chen Xin feel familiar. When the other person revealed his figure, he was completely stunned.

He has a burly figure, coarse linen clothes, messy hair and beard, a miserable face, and empty eyes.

Tang Hao!

At the same time, several more people walked out of Tang Hao's side, including Dugu Bo, Tang Xiao, several Haotian Sect elders, many titled Douluo from Wuhun Palace, and more Soul Douluo and Soul Saints.

Suddenly, a terrifying aura came from behind Chen Xin. Chen Xin, who was already frightened, slowly turned around, and Tang Chen's figure appeared in front of him.

"Tang...Tang Chen..." Chen Xin had never met Tang Chen, but the pressure of the Clear Sky Hammer, which was more terrifying than Tang Hao, was enough to prove his identity.

Outside the Nether Hell, everyone is waiting anxiously. They have confidence in Sword Douluo Chenxin, but they are even more afraid of Xueyu's terror.

An hour later, the red mist slowly dissipated, leaving only two figures in the place, Xue Yu and Zhu Zhuqing.

"What...what's going on?"

"Where are the others?"

"Sword Douluo is all gone!"

The soldiers surrounding him couldn't help but take a step back and chatted in low voices.

In the middle, Ning Fengzhi and the others looked very ugly. There were at least ten thousand people. Even if they lined up for Xue Yu to kill, they couldn't kill them all in such a short time, not to mention Chen Xin was still there.

"Those who cross the line will die!" Xue Yu gave advice again.

"Then I'll let you have a look!" Gu Rong, who was worried about Chen Xin's safety, had already walked out, but before he took a few steps, he was stopped by Ning Fengzhi.

"Uncle Gu, don't act out of emotion." Ning Fengzhi didn't understand what Xue Yu was doing. If it was him before, he would just kill him, but now he actually wants to draw a clear line.

"Xue Yu, how long do you think you can hold on?" Xue Qinghe looked solemn. This battle has not really started yet, and the morale on his side has already dropped to the bottom.

Is this person really that scary?

"What do you think? Qian Renxue!" Xue Yu directly told Xue Qinghe's true identity. Now that the benefits brought by the chaos are greater, he will naturally not miss such a big melon.