Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 345 Flame Army, Death Battle
A dazzling sword light soared into the sky, illuminating the entire hall, and fell towards Jin Chanzi.

This is the combined fencing of barbarian warriors.

At the juncture of life and death, the Sword God Legion showed an unprecedented tacit understanding and cooperation ability. Fifty barbarians raised their swords at the same time. Except for the seven seriously injured who could not condense their soul essence, the remaining 43 people cooperated for the first time. The sword was successful, and he made the strongest sword since he practiced combined swordsmanship!
The power of this sword has reached the level of Wu Zong's full blow.

If it is spread, the 43 martial artists whose highest cultivation is only the fifth level of the Soul Origin Realm can deliver a blow of a fifth-level master will definitely be recorded in the history of the cultivation world.

But this sword appeared at the wrong time.

Its opponent is too strong.

Level [-] Martial King powerhouse!
The light of the combined sword slashed at Jin Chanzi like a horse.

Like a stone sinking into the sea, it disappeared without a trace without even a slight splash.

But look at the barbarian warrior who cast this shocking sword.

Those tall and burly bodies seemed to be hit by invisible heavy hammers.

The thick black armor on his body burst like a spider web.

Dozens of intertwined cracks suddenly appeared on the rock-hard body, as if being crazily cut and split by sharp knives.

Blood spurted like a fountain, and together with their bodies, it flew into the air.

Facing the strong King Wu, even if he used the strongest combined sword, he was still vulnerable.

The defense line formed by the barbarian fighters collapsed in an instant.

Apart from causing Jin Chanzi's forward body to pause briefly, it didn't have any effect at all.

The huge gap in strength is desperate.

But in the eyes of the soldiers of the Flame Legion surrounding Mo Lin, apart from the cold killing intent, they didn't have any fear in the face of death.

At some point, each of them had an extra crimson fire shield in their hands.

The shield was engraved with gorgeous patterns of burning flames, and the saber in his hand swallowed the light of soul essence, surrounded them together to form a circular defensive formation, protecting Mo Lin, Tang Xiaobao and others in the middle.

Jin Chanzi let out a cold snort, his big hand continued unabated, five fingers shot out five one-meter-long cold rays, and directly grabbed the shield on the ground.

"Tortoiseshell!"

Liang Zhen let out a roar, and dozens of flame shields quickly gathered in the middle, only to hear a loud noise that shook the ground. Immediately, it felt like being hit by a big mountain. Many people couldn't bear the pressure, vomited blood, and knelt on the ground, but they clung to the shield and refused to let go. Jin Chanzi's grab was actually blocked. !

"Ok?"

Jin Chanzi raised his eyebrows in surprise. Although this grab did not move with all his strength, it was definitely not something that could be resisted with a few broken shields. Before he could make a second attack, a dangerous chill suddenly surged up. In his heart, the instinctive rage of the soul essence in his body surged out, forming a wall of light to block in front of him.

Tuk Tuk Tuk…

The shield array opened rapidly at a speed that was hard to see with the naked eye, and dozens of sharp cold lights shot out through the gap between the shields and hit the light wall. Thunder.

"Snake gun!"

Jin Chanzi heard Liang Zhen's explosive roar again, and he clearly saw that the dozen or so cold lights blocked by the body-protecting soul element were actually snake-shaped spears engraved with runes, if it wasn't for him Respond in time, it is likely to be stabbed!

"Evil! Court death!"

Jin Chanzi was enraged.

In this impoverished Black Dragon Empire, he was a majestic Zen martial king who was almost injured by dozens of Wu Zong who were at the end of his life. For Jin Chanzi, it was an unprecedented shame.

call!
The enraged Jin Chanzi raised his Vajra stick and slammed it down on the shield formation below.

click!
The Vajra stick hit the shield like a roar of thunder. All the soldiers of the Flame Legion seemed to be stepped on the chest by an ancient giant elephant. They all groaned, spitting blood, and half of them knelt down.

But the shield was not broken.

Everyone still held their shields firmly, and stood up from the ground with difficulty.

boom!
The second stick fell.

The roar shook the sky.

Even Liang Zhen and several senior Wu Zong were smashed and bent down.

Quite a number of soldiers were unable to hold the shield with their mouths cracked, so they supported it with their shoulders. Under the invisible shield of Jin Chanzi, there was an inconspicuous small black flag, with divine patterns flashing on the flag, and runic lines looming all over the flag. All the soldiers of the Raging Flame Army were connected together, beside the flag lay the unconscious Mo Lin and Tang Xiaobao Fang Qiansheng and other top ten talents of Fengshen Academy.

The third roar rang in everyone's ears.

The runes emitted by the small black flag broke seven or eight like strings that could not bear the tension. At the end of the broken runes, a soldier of the Raging Flame Army was bleeding from the seven orifices, and the shields on his shoulders fell weakly. A mouthful of blood was spat out, and a third roar came out of his mouth.

"Flame Army, fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!"

Dozens of Raging Flame Army soldiers roared in unison, and the few generals who should have fallen stabilized their bodies with the last ounce of will, and put their shields on top of their heads with their heads.

The Flame Army, the most elite, brave and invincible army in Yunlan Kingdom.

Sticking to Jiuyou Pass for 30 years prevented the northern barbarians from entering the Black Dragon Empire.

The reason why the Flame Army, which can scare the fierce and brutal northern barbarians, is famous in the Black Dragon Empire. Apart from the fact that every general and soldier is an elite who has experienced the baptism of blood and slaughter, the formation masters in the army also have contributed.

Liang Zhen, the leader of the Raging Flame Army, a seventh-level Martial Ancestor, and one of the two formation masters of Jiuyou Pass!

Turtle and Snake Formation.

The battlefield formation that the Flame Army is best at.

The tortoise shell is the main defense, the snake spear is the main attack, both offensive and defensive. In the past 30 years, I don’t know how many generals of the Northern Man have been destroyed by this large formation in the army. Now dozens of generals with the most powerful flames and Liang Zhen, the master of formation After using it, its power is no longer as simple as the superposition of one plus one, and it is difficult for even a third-level Martial King to break through.

It is a pity that Liang Zhen and others have reached the end of their battles after repeated battles, and coupled with the huge disparity in strength between the two sides, it is difficult to stop the indiscriminate bombardment of the Vajra stick even if they set up a turtle-snake formation.

Jin Chanzi's Vajra stick hit the tortoise shell one after another.

The Snake Spear hiding under the tortoise shell had no chance to fight back at all. In other words, even if it could fight back, it would not be able to hurt Jin Chanzi at all.

There was constant roaring in the hall, and there was a miserable scene of blood and flesh under the shield.

A soldier of the Raging Flame Army lay on the ground, spitting out blood at the mouth, broken tendons, and shattered internal organs. He closed his eyes and never opened them again.

(End of this chapter)