Heroic Soul: Drunken Qianqiu

In the void, Lu Shi's sword was like a flying dragon, fighting with the twelve wandering butterflies and the man. For a moment, he didn't lose the slightest, and he was able to do it with ease.

"Old Qin."

Below, Cheng Yong ran to Qin Ye the moment he landed, and asked with a look full of panic.

However, when he saw that Qin Ye had no problem, he instantly changed back to his shameless look, "Fortunately you are not dead, otherwise, I would have given up to the white-haired man for the black-haired man."

"Fuck you," Qin Ye cursed with a smile. Although he knew that this guy was worried about him, why did his words change when he heard them.

Cheng Yong smiled knowingly, that's what it felt like. He immediately turned to look at the sky, a hint of chill flashed in his eyes, but it only passed by. After all, with his current strength, he couldn't even hold back a single move...

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I didn't expect the beautiful instructor to be so powerful." He couldn't help but smack his mouth.

"What, isn't Zhan Fu Fu?" Beside him, Qin Ye glanced at him and asked with a smile.

"Haha, that's true."

Just when the two of them were recovering their spiritual power, in the distance, several miles away, the dark clouds rose again, and groups of evil black clouds emerged, flying towards here at an extremely fast speed.

Rumble, rumble...

I just felt the ground trembling slightly, the gravel shaking violently, and the pool of blood making ripples, as if an earthquake was coming.

Qin Ye's expression suddenly changed, and he immediately became gloomy. He said in a deep voice, "Something is coming again..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the dark clouds in the sky floated in front of him, and not far away, densely packed black figures emerged from the ground, with as many as a thousand.

The heavy armor was stained with blood red, wrapped in a rich black energy, mixed with overwhelming murderous intent, giving it a fierce look that made people feel terrified.

Dark clouds over the city...

During the battle, the Zhenling Army all had heavy expressions on their faces, some even had a hint of despair and helplessness in their eyes, and their bodies could not stop trembling.

There were only more than a hundred of them in total. Even with the help of heroic souls, they still seemed so small, weak and helpless in this torrent of beasts.

This is also a problem faced by all the Spirit-Suppressing Army stationed in Mingxu. For five thousand years in China, God knows how many creatures have survived on this land, and how many creatures have been given this so-called "new life"...

"Apply the spirit and form an array!"

At this time, a man with black blood all over his body shouted hysterically.

After roaring and roaring, all the spirit-suppressing troops came back to their senses and immediately carried out soul possession. Facing this torrent of beasts, their only advantage was the improved realm and strength after possessing the spirit.

On the battlefield filled with blood mist, various spiritual lights flashed one by one, and powerful auras rose one after another and gathered together at an extremely fast speed.

Not long after, a huge battle group of up to a hundred or ten people had been assembled, and the momentum was overwhelming.

Every figure showed a coercion that was not weaker than the middle stage of candlelight, and a few people showed the aura of peak candlelight, which was particularly terrifying.

At this moment, they were all holding their weapons tightly and looking forward firmly, no worse than before.

The body of the prime of life, the eternal soul, the eternal soul, the heroic soul will never die, and it should be used to intoxicate the world for eternity...

Seeing this scene, Qin Ye and others felt their blood boiling, and all the cells in their bodies trembled slightly with excitement. A kind of shock came from the depths of their souls...

"Attack." The man's body trembled suddenly, showing the peak of candlelight. He waved his sleeves and robe and ordered, his eyes were deep and long, and he looked like he was pointing the country.

"drink!"

And as the words fell, everyone gathered together, with green-edged ink knives, silver spears and dark halberds, repeating crossbows and long bows... Hundreds of soldiers joined together and went to cut the sky together, with seven colors shining together, shining like a shooting star.

In the tide of the abyss, the leader of the evil spirit brandished his sword and shouted loudly. Thousands of ghostly lights looked at it at the same time. They raised their shields, drew their bows, and issued orders and prohibitions, all in one breath.

"kill!"

With an order, in an instant, thousands of arrows shot out, rushing towards the colorful light like a violent storm.

Bang bang bang bang bang…

There was an endless stream of explosions, blooming mushroom clouds one after another, like fireworks.

However, the fireworks did not last long. In just a few seconds, the seven-colored light tore open the sky of the sea of ​​arrows and rushed towards the evil spirit army like a destructive force.

Boom boom boom boom…

The light swept over and the black energy was completely extinguished. The cannon fire shone on the desolate land for a long time.

After a short battle, the evil spirits had lost nearly a hundred people. Under the suppression of absolute strength, the number of people seemed not to be that important. However, this kind of strength was borrowed after all, and the backlash was unbearable for ordinary people...

In the evil spirit army, several candlelight peak evil spirits looked at each other, nodded slightly, raised their weapons and pointed at the spirit-suppressing army, and shouted in unison, "Kill!"

Breaking it into pieces, abandoning the legion and fighting on the front line is the best and only way now.

Seeing this, the man immediately ordered the attack to be stopped. First, a large-scale attack consumes too much spiritual power. Second, the enemy's formation was too scattered to be effective.

The man raised his knife to cut off his robe and shouted, "Kill!"

The moment they heard the order, the Zhenling Army immediately switched to short-range soldiers, mobilized their spiritual power and charged forward.

"Old Qin, it's our turn." A red light flashed in Cheng Yong's eyes, he raised the Xuanhua ax and said with a smile. They won't play any role in the legion battle, but when it comes to individual battles, they are worthy of the honor.

"Then... let's go!"

Qin Ye turned his sword into a three-foot sword, and the cold air escaped. He shot out, taking the lead and rushing to the front line of the battle.

In the sky, Qin Ye walked with his sword behind his back, mobilizing his spiritual power to gather on Qingfeng. The sword clanked, and the coldness overflowed. Although the sword was three feet cold, it had the power of a thousand feet.

"One sword frost-freezes fourteen states!"

Uh-huh!

Qingfeng swung out, and a huge cold light of sword energy appeared instantly, as if the cold winter was approaching, freezing everything.

"One sword frost-freezes fourteen states!"

Another loud shout sounded out, but this time it contained a vast amount of pride and a sense of freedom and ease.

"Whoa!" After that, a frost sword energy struck again, and its power was no weaker than before.

The two swords clashed and swept towards the spiritual tide one after another. One sword sealed the ice and the other broke the ice. Dozens of evil spirits fell instantly without even a trace of scream.

Qin Ye looked around and saw Li Bai standing proudly in the air, with a sword in one hand and wine in the other, showing his appearance as a swordsman and the name of a wine and swordsman.

The two looked at each other and smiled. Although they were speechless, it was clear what the other was thinking.

Qin Ye grinned, and his aura immediately became sharp, as if he had turned his body into a sword. He held the sword high in both hands, and his whole body was filled with spiritual energy and sword intent.

"The sword of the river comes from the sky!"

In an instant, the strong wind swept by, and in an instant, the sword river appeared. Three thousand swords clanked, and the energy moved in all directions, waving their fingers into the void.

"good!"

Li Bai drank and gave a loud shout. He waved his sleeves and robe, raised his sword in front of him, raised his wine and poured out three thousand wines.

"Run to the sea and never return!"

The spiritual wine turns into a sword and rises like the waves of the sea, not as good as three thousand, but more powerful than three thousand...