Mu Fengyun struck first and instantly suppressed Dou Wang's puppet army with the power of thunder. The difference in strength between the two sides was very obvious.
King Dou also saw that the man in front of him, who looked sick and could collapse at the slightest blow, seemed to have the control and command of the army engraved in his bones.
He felt like there was an invincible emperor standing in front of him.
Dou Wang felt a palpitation in his heart. No one had ever given him such a feeling on the battlefield.
Although they were armies of the same size and similar in strength, Dou Wang's side had been completely crushed.
He knew that if he continued, he would lose.
"You are very powerful, but there is another strategy called catching the thief first, so go to hell!" As long as the coach dies, he will definitely be the winner.
This is a contest between puppets and puppets, and the people they bring here can also fight against each other.
Facing Dou Wang's powerful offensive, Mu Fengyun's face remained calm and he directed the battle wholeheartedly.
Mu Fengling strode out and said coldly: "You alone dare to hurt my elder brother."
"Boom!" As soon as the heavy sword came out, Mu Fengyun blocked all attacks.
Mu Qianxi said: "Qinglong, Xuanwu, as long as my second uncle is here, you don't have to worry about your adoptive father. Go deal with the others first."
"good!"
Mu Fengling protected the coach Mu Fengyun very well, and he also trusted his brother's strength again, and gradually disintegrated the army controlled by Dou Wang.
After taking care of the opponent's puppets, he then asked them to attack Dou Wang's subordinates. Dou Wang and others were completely attacked from both sides.
"Damn it! I didn't expect it at all." Dou Wang said sinisterly.
If he had known this, he would definitely not have formed separate battles with the other two kings.
If one of the three is chosen, even if the puppets they control are the same, their number will be three times greater, so they will definitely win!
"Poof!" Blood spattered, and Mu Fengling's sword left a bloody mark on Dou Wang's arm that was so deep that it was visible to the bone.
Mu Fengyun said calmly: "The fighting king of the Beigong Dynasty is nothing more than that. You are not qualified to control this army of puppets."
Under the control of Mu Fengyun, the puppet army was full of fighting spirit. All Dou Wang's people were surrounded. He already knew that he was unable to save the situation.
Continuing to waste it will only make their defeat worse.
"I lost!" King Dou humiliatedly admitted this fact, and the next moment he and his subordinates disappeared from here.
As the victorious party, the puppet previously controlled by Dou Wang was obtained by Mu Fengyun.
The next moment, they entered the next space and encountered new opponents.
Lanyue Sect!
When Lan Yuezong looked at it, his expression changed drastically. "Double, you actually have double the army. It's not fair."
It turned out that there were seven groups in total, and the Lan Yue Sect was the group that had a bye.
Mu Fengyun probably moved too fast, so in the next battle they faced the Moon Sect, which had a bye.
Mu Qianxi said: "What's unfair? We have already defeated the people from Prince Dou's Palace before, and the losses were huge. But you didn't suffer any losses because of the bye, okay?"
"Everyone in Prince Dou's Mansion has been defeated by you!" Lan Yuezong had an extremely ominous premonition.
The next moment, Mu Fengyun had already ordered the puppet to take action.
The same number of people could easily defeat the opponent before, but now that he has double the number of people, it is even easier.
"Xi'er! Injure some of them as much as possible, just as many as possible."
They were able to do so easily mainly because their lack of unity allowed them to take advantage.
After the competition is over, this group of losers will probably deal with them with the same hatred.
When a one-on-one situation turns into a one-on-six situation, it becomes much more troublesome to deal with it.
Mu Qianxi nodded and said, "Understood!"
"Boohoo!" Countless medicine needles shot out, seriously injuring them, or poisoning them to death and consuming as much of their combat effectiveness as possible.
Lanyue Sect Master was defeated both in terms of command strategy and the number of troops, so he was quickly defeated.
"Puff, puff, puff!" Their side was also seriously injured. These bastards were too cruel.
"Admit defeat! We admit defeat."
After admitting defeat and fleeing, Mu Fengyun now has three times the number of men under his command.
Mu Fengyun said: "There should be one last opponent, and the opponent is most likely the Ji Sword Sect."
He knew the details and abilities of the leaders of the six four-and-a-half-star forces, so he could predict the results.
Even the leader of the Extreme Sword Sect had some difficulties facing his opponent. Mu Fengyun was not as relaxed as Mu Fengyun, so they waited for a while.
During this period of time, Mu Fengyun tried his best to understand these puppet armies and become familiar with them.
Mu Qianxi and the others are also quickly recovering their strength, waiting for this final battle.
Time passed and the space changed again. Mu Fengyun's guess was correct, the other party was indeed the master of the Extreme Sword Sect.
The leader of Ji Jian Sect shouted: "Fight!"
The next moment, he controlled countless swords and shot towards Mu Fengyun.
Mu Fengling's face darkened, and he blocked it with his sword.
"Bang bang bang!"
Now that the puppet army Ji Jian Sect has one more member, the leader of Ji Jian Sect asked them to form a powerful formation, which was also a challenge for Mu Fengyun.
He calmly controlled the army and attacked!
"Boom!" The puppet army was having a fierce battle, and Mu Qianxi and the others also took action.
Their advantage now is that they had enough rest time before, and everyone's strength has reached the peak level.
As for these people from the Ji Jian Sect, they had obviously just finished fighting and had consumed a lot of their spiritual energy.
The people of Ji Jian Sect are all masters of swordsmanship, and each of them has considerable power.
Even so, Mu Qianxi, Xuanwu and Qinglong went all out to deal with them.
Both sides were evenly matched, and the face of the leader of the Ji Jian Sect showed a solemn look as he looked at the white figure.
As expected of a man who can win two games in a row, he underestimated these rabble.
The opponent's control of the army is as if it has been cultivated by killing the enemy thousands of times.
He had also met some generals from the Donghuang Dynasty, and this person gave him the feeling that he was even more difficult to deal with than that group of people.
The leader of the Extreme Sword Sect gritted his teeth and sacrificed his own blood to the sword.
The powerful sword formation coupled with this fierce puppet army, the sword energy and fighting spirit condensed into an incomparably majestic and vast force, and the destructive power was extremely frightening.
The offensive was extremely strong and the situation was critical. The master of Ji Jian Sect thought that the opponent would be defeated instantly.
But a faint smile appeared on the corner of his opponent's mouth, "You must also underestimate the puppet army left by Marshal Sirius."
His army instantly changed its formation, like a proud wolf.
The next moment, the fighting spirit of this army was like a boundless ocean, fighting head-on with the opponent's army.
