The Strongest Player Who Descended From the Wilderness

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As the fighting spirit of the soldiers of the Samsara Army broke out, the hearts of Venerable Qingfeng and Venerable Moling suddenly froze.

The previous reincarnation army gave people a sense of weight. The feeling was that these people were good at defense, but attack was not their strong point.

In other words, they have no intention of attacking at all.

But the sudden fighting spirit of the reincarnation army made Venerable Qingfeng and Venerable Moling feel that their judgment was wrong.

Just by the terrifying fighting spirit just now, some people with low willpower will be frightened directly, and they will not be able to raise the slightest resistance.

If his legion had not formed a battle formation and was guarded by two of their quasi-saint-level experts, they would have been overwhelmed by this fighting spirit.

Lord Qingfeng was a little confused as to why the Samsara Dynasty's army suddenly became so full of fighting spirit.

"Iron Blood, you have fought against the Samsara Army, tell me what happened?" Venerable Qingfeng was a little confused, and then asked Venerable Iron Blood beside him.

The two of them just fought against each other, Ye Chen, and they only got the information about the Samsara Dynasty army from some information and the mouths of An Yun and Meiling.

The two of them had only a superficial understanding of the Samsara Dynasty's army. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was even superficial.

"The Samsara Dynasty's army is very strong. Each of them seems to be born specifically for war. You can't tell the difference between them on a normal day, but once the battle starts, their power seems to be endless, and their methods are endless."

"By the way, they don't seem to have any fear at all, they just attack relentlessly." The Iron-Blooded Venerable recalled to the Qingfeng Venerable.

"Oh, Iron Blood, you can't do it yourself, but don't compare us with you. Are you afraid of being beaten by millions of people in the Samsara Dynasty? You will only grow other people's ambitions here and destroy your own prestige." Venerable Iron Blood After finishing speaking, Venerable Moling said with some mockery.

After listening to Venerable Moling's words, Venerable Iron-Blooded did not speak. Instead, he looked at Venerable Qingfeng and ignored Venerable Moling.

The Iron-Blooded Venerable has always been like this kind of narcissistic person, and he will not pay attention to such a person at all.

"According to what you said, the attack of the Samsara Army is very strong, but why just..."

"not good!"

Lord Qingfeng suddenly exclaimed, and then his face became a little serious.

"What's wrong?" Venerable Iron-Blooded and Venerable Moling asked at the same time.

They knew how powerful Lord Qingfeng was, so the Five Nations Alliance basically acted on Venerable Qingfeng's suggestions.

Venerable Qingfeng glanced at Venerable Ironblood and Venerable Moling, and then said:

“If the Samsara Dynasty’s army is really as the Iron-Blooded Venerable said, there must be a scam in it!

Think about it, what they were doing after we encountered them, they were always on defense! And we are blocked here.

If my guess is correct, this is Ye Chen's plan, and the target is the two dynasties of Anyun and Meiling. "

Having said this, Venerable Qingfeng's eyes were one meter wide, cold light flashed instantly, and then he continued:

"We must break through the defense here as soon as possible and join up with the two armies of Anyun and Meiling, otherwise we may be defeated."

Venerable Iron Blood and Venerable Moling saw the seriousness of the matter from Venerable Qingfeng's serious expression, and they said directly:

"Venerable Qingfeng, let's launch the strongest attack now. If it is as you said, we must not delay it any longer."

"Okay, launch the strongest attack directly and break through their defenses in one fell swoop." Venerable Qingfeng's expression changed, and a killing intent spewed out of his body.

The terrifying killing intent drove the Iron-Blooded Venerable and the Moling Venerable back several meters.

Venerable Qingfeng was very powerful, but Venerable Iron-Blooded and Venerable Moling didn't expect to be so powerful. Just a burst of murderous intent forced the two of them back several meters.

Lord Qingfeng ignored the surprised two people and slowly rose into the air. Then with a wave of his arm, the Qingfeng Legion quickly gathered, and then Lord Qingfeng gave a loud shout.

"Wind Blade!"

As Lord Qingfeng's voice fell, all the soldiers of the Qingfeng Legion surged with spiritual power, and then their more than 30 million soldiers raised their palms in unison.

A terrifying wave of wind continued to gather in the void, and then a wind blade of hundreds of meters in size appeared in front of more than 30 million soldiers of the Qingfeng Legion.

"kill!"

Then Lord Qingfeng gave a direct order, and more than 30 million wind blades rushed out from the Qingfeng Legion. The terrifying power caused the surrounding space to begin to turmoil, and all the spiritual power within a radius of 10,000 meters was mobilized towards Zhao Yun and the others. And go.

Zhao Yun felt the Qingfeng Legion's attack, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the dense wind blades rushed straight towards him with terrifying power.

"Xuanwu's true form!"

After Zhao Yun felt this terrifying power, he shouted loudly, and the three battle formations of Qinglong, White Tiger, and Suzaku were instantly lifted.

Everyone merged into the Xuanwu battle formation, and as the soldiers of the other three battle formations merged into the Xuanwu battle, the aura of Xuanwu in the void surged, and strands of spiritual power shrouded downwards.

Everyone in the Samsara Army was wrapped in this Xuanwu, and their spiritual energy surged, all injected into Xuanwu's body.

As all the power poured into Xuanwu's body, the energy shield became brighter and gradually turned golden. The golden energy shield exuded an extremely heavy feeling, as if all the power in the world could not break through it.

The speed of the wind blade was very fast. Just after Zhao Yun finished everything, densely packed fearful wind blades like raindrops instantly fell on the light shield.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom..."

A series of sounds came out non-stop like a violent storm.

The moment the wind blade touched the Xuanwu light shield, the light above the Xuanwu light shield rose sharply, and layers of energy ripples were set off, instantly shattering the wind blade completely.

However, there were too many wind blades. The Xuanwu light shield only shattered tens of millions of wind blades, and all the wind blades behind attacked the light shield.

The terrifying attack made the light shield feel shaky.

But even so, there was no trace of nervousness on the faces of all the soldiers of the Samsara Army, only solemnity.

Everyone persisted, and the spiritual energy flowing from them became more violent.

"Zhao Yun, give up. No one can survive under the sharp wind blade of my Qingfeng Legion. As long as you give up and submit to me, I can withdraw the attack." Lord Qingfeng was now in the void, looking at those who were still persisting. Samsara Army said slowly.

These words were the words from the heart of Lord Qingfeng. He was shocked by the fearless will and spirit of all the soldiers of the Samsara Army. He wanted to win this team under his command. If he could have such a legion, even if the number was small.

But he has always been striving for excellence. Lord Qingfeng has always believed that although the number of people can make up for the gap in strength to a certain extent, it is not necessarily the case. As long as the power is extremely powerful, the advantage in numbers will not be so important. ,