Twenty thousand blood-colored sword lights collided in the void. Because the fighting spirits merged and connected with each other's aura, the countless sword lights not only did not bombard each other, but instead quickly merged into a sword light of thousands of feet large and small, mixed with the power of the sky and earth slashing down towards the dark legion in half.

This blow was shocking, as if it was about to kill all the enemies!

With Xiao Chen's sword light as the center, 20,000 soldiers were fused. Although there were quite a few losses and the gathered sword light was unstable and they could not control it flexibly, the power that burst out still caused the entire battlefield to fall into a brief silence.

As the captain of the Rakshasa group of the Black Mountain Tribe, Meng Luo was extremely dissatisfied with this order. How could he be qualified to kill a mere Blood King level? Later, he learned that it was a nylon tribe with a blood-crazy constitution and comprehending the powerful threat of the fighting spirit, so he faced it and lurked in secret. In order to avoid the sense of the bloodthirsty general's strange aura, he used secret techniques to forcibly compress his own cultivation and seal it tightly, disguised as a centurion and entered the battlefield.

He saw Xiao Chen's massacre of Meng Luo, but his eyes were cold and without any fluctuations. He had always pursued a single blow to kill. If he was afraid of the snake and was escaped by the target on the battlefield, it would undoubtedly be much more difficult to kill him.

The opportunity to trade the lives of hundreds of ordinary soldiers for a fatal blow is undoubtedly an extremely cost-effective transaction in Meng Luo's eyes.

But what he didn't expect was that he had all his strength to burst out the Blood Emperor's cultivation level, but he still did not kill the target, and even failed to completely fall into a serious injury and death situation.

He couldn't figure this out in his heart. He just had a blow, not to mention that he was just a little blood king, even if he was killed at the same level, he would never be able to do anything. But at the moment he didn't have time to think deeply, and felt the strong fighting spirit of the warriors of the nylon legion opposite him, which made him jump in his heart, and then he felt endless fear.

So strong!

It is worthy of being such a powerful ability of fighting spirit, and the explosion of breath actually made him, a strong Blood Emperor, feel that he dare not stand up, but as soon as this idea arose, was forcibly suppressed by Meng Luo.

Even if he uses his fighting spirit to integrate, what can he do? Lord Meng Luo never leaves a living gust. For countless years, he has assassinated countless powerful people in various tribes. There are even three Blood Emperors, so this person has strong enough confidence in his heart.

Today, this Liuyun will surely die.

The combined attack tactics are not only owned by the Nylon Legion. Although the tribes of all parties are different, there are many battle formations that integrate the combat power of warriors and jointly attack. At this moment, the "dark fight" mentioned by Meng Luo is one of the top battle formations.

This formation does not require high requirements for the warriors in the battle, and as long as the blood power in the body is output smoothly, it is very strict for those who finally fusion blood power explodes instantly. Even if Meng Luo's cultivation reaches the level of the Blood King level, and he has some kind of transformation secret method to practice, he has never tried to fusion the combat power of 20,000 warriors.

He was not sure at all.

But at this moment, facing the joint strangulation of the nylon legion, Meng Luo had no choice, otherwise he would not only fail to assassinate, but he would even collapse in today's battle. After all, the nylon legion with the generals with the fighting spirit can undoubtedly burst out with 200% strong combat power.

But Meng Luo will never allow this to appear.

Let’s fight!

The Montenegro tribe will win!

drink!

Twenty thousand Dark Legion warriors instantly gathered to form a dark battle formation. These battle formations on the battlefield have been deeply imprinted into their minds, and can be arranged easily and easily as if drinking water and eating.

The blood power burst out, and it merged into Meng Luo's body through the formation.

boom!

As the powerful blood power merged into it, Meng Luo suddenly let out a painful roar, and his body was raised nearly half a foot, torn apart, his clothes were torn apart, his breath was chaotic and raging, and his long hair flew, like a god and demon.

Although this breath is not stable and even a little noisy, the huge and heavy pressure instantly came, which was enough to erase all obstacles.

Meng Luo raised his head. Although the meridians in his body were in pain and the strong blood force rushed in his body to force his body to tear him apart, he not only did not have any fear in his heart, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised and a little smile appeared.

Strong, hideous!

He won the bet, and since that's the case, Liuyun will definitely die today!

"Black Demon Fist!"

The Dark Demon Fist is the most basic combat boxing technique of the Dark Legion. Its movements are simple and clean. Although its power is limited, it is also a body refining technique that everyone in the entire legion needs to practice. Meng Luo was able to kill three blood emperors, many of which rely on the combat power burst out from his strong body. And he was able to have such a powerful body because of practicing the Dark Demon Fist!

Of course, the Black Demon Fist he practiced was no different from everyone else. However, this person had swallowed some kind of spiritual object in heaven and earth under the opportunity, which happened to be compatible with the power of the Black Demon Fist. Therefore, the Black Demon Fist, which had extremely limited cultivation effects for others, burst out in Meng Luo's hands that were far beyond imagination.

Therefore, using the Black Demon Fist is not to look at the opponent from the big or small, but has already erupted Meng Luo's most powerful attack, exerting his combat power to the highest level.

At present, even though Meng Luo has endured the blood fusion of 20,000 Dark Legion warriors, his body has reached the limit of endurance. Although there are secret techniques to relieve pressure, he is constantly destroying his body every minute and every moment as time passes. This situation is OK for a period of time. If it is allowed to develop, it will still cause extremely terrifying damage. Moreover, because of the fierce and surging combat power, it will be very troublesome to recover this damage once it is formed.

Therefore, Meng Luo made up his mind to fight quickly and gathered the combat power of 20,000 Dark Legion warriors, and he had enough confidence in his heart.

With a punch, the combat power in the body suddenly found the excretion point and rushed out wildly, condensing into a huge fist of hundreds of feet in size, which was dark black, like cast by iron stone, emitting endless fierce aura. So that this punch could completely destroy the entire world.

A thousand-foot sword light and a hundred-foot huge fist, the space along the way shook all the space along the way into powder and turned into pitch black as it moved forward.

Such power has exceeded the combat power of the peak middle-grade Blood Emperor. Even if it is not as good as that of the human world's powerful being, it must be almost the same.

boom!

The void collided, and a loud noise seemed to echo directly in the soul space. The terrifying waves represented the silence and destruction spread wildly, and the radius of a thousand feet was completely transformed into a land of death. Anyone who entered it, even the strong Blood Emperor, would be torn to pieces in an instant.

After a moment, the fluctuations slowly decreased and the space returned. Both sides were still facing each other, and their faces turned pale.

Evenly matched.

In this attack, both sides did not decide the outcome.

But even so, the right-front battlefield and the central army battlefield were already dead silent at this moment. When such a power broke out, the lethality in the war was undoubtedly extremely terrifying, just like the most brutal killing machine, who dared to stop it at all?

All the soldiers now understand that the key to the victory and defeat of today's battle lies in the battle of the left front.

Where to win, the result of this battle will be revealed.

Xiao Chen had a expressionless look and his eyes were calm, but the 20,000 soldiers of the Nylon Tribe behind him were completely in disbelief and ecstasy. The anger made them forget the terror of their opponents again, and now they realized that they were fighting against him with a powerful Blood Emperor. The key point is that they fought against the 20,000 Dark Legion soldiers led by the Blood Emperor's powerful man were not at all at all at a disadvantage.

God, they didn't dare to imagine such a thing before!

The terror and power of Lord Blood Emperor are not something they can understand, but now they have the opportunity to compete or even defeat a powerful Blood Emperor, the blood in their chests is completely boiling. Now they only have one thought in their minds, that is, fighting! It must be an extremely pleasant thing to trample on the blood emperor of the Black Mountain Tribe under their feet and ravage them hard.
Chapter completed!