Heroic Soul: Drunken Qianqiu

The shadow dispersed, and the spiritual power array was also covered with cracks, as dense as a spider web, as if it would collapse in the next moment.

Seeing this, Wang Chong immediately ordered the magic circle to be removed and treated his injuries, regardless of the power trembling in his body.

"General Wang, are you okay?"

Lu Shi came to Wang Chong's side and asked. At the same time, a stream of pure green spiritual threads surged out of his palm and penetrated into his body bit by bit to heal his injuries.

"I'm fine." Wang Chong shook his head bitterly.

Looking at the magic circle slowly dissipating in the sky, he couldn't help but laugh at himself. Although he knew that the magic circle would not last long, he never thought that it would be broken so quickly. More importantly, it was his own wrong decision...

"General Wang, this is not your problem..."

Lu Shi quickly comforted her.

The trend of the times, God knows whether you are facing an old monster from hundreds of years ago or thousands of years ago. The art of war, tactics, tricks and strategies are not just easy to pick up, but you can also say that you are proficient in them all. This is very important for future generations. Hard to compare with.

What's more, when the enemy is ahead, it is most taboo to dwell on past mistakes, especially for those who lead troops in battle. It is the same as the saying that if the general is outside, the emperor's life will be compromised.

"Thank you, Instructor Lu."

"But, I'm fine..."

Of course Wang Chong understood this truth, calmed down, raised his head, raised his sword, and shouted orders to the surroundings, "Set up a battle formation and prepare to meet the enemy!"

Next, is the real battle.

Behind the spiritual tide, where the elite resides.

Several heavily armed legions are rapidly absorbing the surrounding black energy to make up for the shortcomings in their bodies.

The phantom of the giant eagle just now was the combined attack skill of several legions. They were elite soldiers of each army during their lifetime, and they were the same after death.

In front of the legion, the man in general's robes shook his robes, squinted his eyes, looked at the magic circle in the distance, and sneered.

"Heh, that's interesting..."

I saw him exuding momentum, raising his Tang sword and giving a majestic order, "Give me my order, and the whole army will attack!"

Black energy condensed on the blade, and when the sword was swung out, the black energy turned into a slashing light, cutting through the air into the distance.

Uh-huh!

Several slashes glowing with various rays of light were struck from behind by the Zhenling Army, approaching the black light. With a loud bang, the light spread out, instantly extinguishing the black light, and the sky was filled with gorgeous fireworks.

Immediately afterwards, countless figures exuding cold evil aura joined the battlefield one after another, like a nest of ants, quickly rushing towards the Zhenling Army's position.

"kill!"

"kill--"

The roar came overwhelmingly, and there was no doubt that someone was coming up to stab you.

The evil spirits moved in full force, raising their guns and swords, condensing their swords and raising their shields. Three people formed a group, ten people formed a formation. They gathered all their strength and swung out streaks of black light towards the sky.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh...

Rainstorm pear blossoms.

Wang Chong's eyes were full of anger, and his spiritual energy gathered and transformed into a shape. The strong wind danced around him. He raised his sword to gather momentum, and his aura increased. His spiritual energy was poured into it, and the light shone brightly.

"cut!"

Thousands of strong winds condensed the blade, and it cut without any benefit. With a loud shout, he pressed forward and swung the blade, cutting several blades in an instant.

Swish swish——

The sword energy cut through the red night.

With the mighty blade of the Holy Star in its early stage, it quickly attracted everyone's attention. Everyone looked up and saw the strong wind blowing above the blade.

Zhan Feng regenerates Zhan Feng.

In an instant, dozens of black lights exploded, turning into black smoke that dotted the battlefield, greatly boosting the morale of the Spirit-Suppressing Army.

Husband fights with courage.

"kill!……"

The cry of killing came from the three battle groups, and at the same time, countless brilliant spiritual lights rose up, and the flowing light and shadow quickly rushed towards the same dense black light.

Bang bang bang bang…

Explosions came and went.

In the sky, explosion flames spread all over everyone's heads. The aura and black energy annihilated each other and eroded each other, triggering circles of tangible air waves and stirring up the wind and clouds.

The storm gradually subsided and the situation was evenly divided. It was hard to tell which side was stronger and which side was weaker. If the two sides faced each other in the past, the Zhenling Army would definitely be at a disadvantage. This was helpless.

After all, Mingxu never lacks cannon fodder.

Behind the evil spirit is the place of the Chinese army.

The man in the general's robe snorted coldly, feeling dissatisfied. He raised his sword and concentrated his energy. His aura suddenly exploded and spread rapidly around him, becoming the most dazzling figure in the night.

Brave level, early stage of Holy Star.

I saw that his body was filled with black energy, and several dark red blood vessels protruded from his arms. The blood vessels exuded a strange dark light. The dark light was cold and terrifying, making him look particularly terrifying.

Then, he lowered his body and made a sword-drawing gesture, stamped his feet on the ground, and shot out directly, streaking across the sky and turning into afterimages.

In the Spirit-Suppressing Army, Wang Chong frowned slightly as he felt the powerful aura of the other party. He immediately raised his sword and flew into the void in the wild dance of the wind.

In the sky, the two looked at each other from a distance.

The so-called king versus king, general versus general, the two armies below did not launch any more attacks. They all raised their heads to look at the two of them, with excitement and confidence in their eyes.

With their eyes facing each other, with the two of them at the center, the strong wind blew up, rising sharply, causing a blast of air.

"For future generations, you are very good..."

The man's face was calm, his eyes were simple and emotionless, and he spoke slowly.

"You're not bad either."

Wang Chong directly fought back. The generals met in front of the formation. In terms of momentum, they could never lose.

"Ah!"

The man smiled disdainfully. After all, he was also a general, so he knew this trick all too well.

His eyes were deep, "Tell me your name, I will not kill unknown people..."

"Shenxia Alliance, Wang Chong," Wang Chong said solemnly, out of the most basic respect for his elders.

The man raised his sword, pointed the blade at Wang Chong, gathered his strength, and said calmly, "Liang Guo, Yang Shihou."

Wang Chong was suddenly startled, and couldn't help but tighten his grip on the sword in his hand.

This name is awesome...

The corners of Yang Shihou's mouth curved slightly, and he didn't say much. He drew back the blade, pointed the blade outward, and swung it out violently. The black cutting light reappeared. Hengyun slashed with even greater power.

Before the cutting awn arrives, its power comes first.

Faced with this terrifying blow, Wang Chong's pupils shrank first, and then he took a deep breath, the Tai Dao glowed, and struck straight down with a cloud of swords.

Bang!

The slashing lights collided, and at the intersection, the accumulated points were annihilated, and a blazing light erupted.

Before the voice fell, Yang Shihou's figure disappeared instantly. In less than a breath, he appeared behind Wang Chong and slashed out with his sword, intending to kill him.

The danger of death came to his mind. Without any time to think, Wang Chong immediately turned around and slashed backwards.

A "clang" sound of a knife echoed.

He only felt a huge force coming from the blade, quickly rushing towards his arms. With a numb feeling, Wang Chong was actually knocked back several meters by this huge force.

In one round, the score is decided.

Wang Chong's expression was ugly, and many of the Spirit-Suppressing Army below were also worried. At this moment, they remembered that their general was only at the Li Yuan level, while the opponent was at the Brave level, and was not among the lower ranks.

When Wang Chong was in trouble, a deep voice sounded in his mind, "Chong, boy, let me do it..."

"Then, please..."