Amidst the fierce wind and yellow sand in the sky, the figures of hundreds of swordsmen swayed, as if they had merged into the yellow sand.
Amidst the roaring sound, row after row swept towards Lu Tianlong and others.
"Oh, that looks awesome."
"Yes, this battle formation is good."
Shengji, Wen Tianhao and others who were charging forward also stopped and looked at the swordsmen in front of them with wide eyes.
A group of about ten people formed a row and rushed towards this side.
But with the help of the power of the battle formation, the team of ten people seemed to be reunited as a group of hundreds of people.
The murderous intent is rampant.
They were almost ten meters apart, giving people an extremely terrifying feeling.
What's even more horrifying is that the knives in the hands of these swordsmen are really weird.
They swung their swords neatly, and the strange light of the swords in front of them was like a city wall, rushing towards everyone.
"snort!"
"Anyone who dares to break into our Rakshasa Kingdom and kill our people will be killed here today!"
Hundreds of swordsmen rushed forward, creating the effect of a thousand troops rushing forward.
Their footsteps hit the ground, making strange clicking sounds.
The light of their swords connected together, filling the world with a murderous aura!
Because the swordsman had a ferocious smile on his face, the little demon killed one of his men by surprise just now, which made him completely furious.
At this time, as soon as they came up, they formed the strongest battle formation to kill Lu Tianlong and others.
"Tianlong, do you want to help?"
The people from the next several large ancient tribes looked a little frightened.
I originally knew that these swordsmen might be quite capable.
I didn't expect him to be so strong.
Every swordsman's own strength is good, and now coupled with this weird formation, it has been enhanced again.
"No need, if you can't even deal with these swordsmen, how can you bother them with the Rakshasa Kingdom?"
6 Tianlong waved his hands lightly to prevent the super ancient tribes behind from joining.
"Bu Pan Dragon Formation!"
Then, he suddenly shouted.
"Set up the formation!"
Wen Tianhao and others almost immediately entered their respective fighting positions without hesitation.
Su Lingyue, who was originally standing in the crowd, also rushed forward immediately, and just like last time, she went directly to the end of the Panlong Formation.
Waves of terrifying energy burst out from the bodies of each Dragon Warrior member.
The energy was strengthened through the battle formation, and then flowed towards Lu Tianlong at the head of the formation.
At this time, he did not mobilize the power of Xie Ling in his body, but just exploded all the power of the Hidden Dragon inheritance.
The dense energy gathered around him, like mist, giving people an extremely terrifying feeling.
"Swordsman's battle formation? Break it for me!"
6 Tianlong suddenly roared.
With a roar of a dragon, he and the phantom of the undefeated dragon above his head, like a bolt of lightning in the fierce wind and yellow sand, suddenly rushed towards the first row of Rakshasa swordsmen.
"Block him!"
Seeing him rushing towards me, a flash of horror flashed in the swordsman's eyes.
It seems that he never expected that Lu Tianlong's energy would be so strong, let alone that the brothers of the Dragon War would also form a battle formation.
He roared loudly, and the other swordsmen around him suddenly increased their speed and waved the round scimitars in their hands desperately.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
There were flashes of cold light, and the flying scimitars brought up large tracts of yellow sand, almost covering the sky and the sun. The scene was extremely horrifying.
6 Tianlong has no fear.
One person and one dragon, like two bolts of lightning, hit the sword-light city wall composed of these ten swordsmen in the most brutal way!
"boom!"
There was an earth-shattering explosion.
"Puff puff puff!"
"Puff puff puff!"
At the collision site, yellow sand flew freely underfoot, leaving a large crater in the end.
It was completely caused by this extremely violent impact force!
After that, the first attacking camp composed of ten swordsmen collapsed directly.
Several swordsmen flew backwards. While they were still in the air, they opened their mouths and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood. When they landed, they rubbed the yellow sand and fell back.
The first attack line of their battle formation, which they were proud of, was directly destroyed by Lu Tianlong's extremely powerful attack.
The 6 Tianlongs and the undefeated Shenlong above them were not losing speed. After breaking through the opponent's first line of attack, they still continued to charge forward with an extremely arrogant attitude!
"boom!"
"boom!"
"puff!"
"puff!"
There was the sound of attack lines being blown away, and then one after another Rakshasa Kingdom's swordsmen flew out sideways.
They spurted blood, screamed, and fell into the yellow sand behind. Some were seriously injured and fell unconscious on the spot, while others struggled to get up.
"Oh my God."
"The fighting power of Tianlong's brothers is actually so strong?"
"Incredible, this collision almost destroyed half of the swordsman formation!"
The people from the next several large ancient tribes exclaimed in surprise.
He stared with wide eyes as Lu Tianlong's collision just now destroyed the opponent's five lines of attack.
You must know that each of the opponent's attack lines is composed of ten swordsmen. They have the charging temperament of thousands of troops and are very powerful.
But now in front of Lu Tianlong, he is as vulnerable as tofu.
"impossible."
"How could our swordsman battle array be destroyed so easily?"
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
In the battle formation of the scattered swordsmen who were collided, the swordsman looked at Lu Tianlong in shock, his voice trembling.
Surrounded by his subordinates who were knocked unconscious or lost their ability to fight, this scene made his scalp feel numb.
During the great wars in ancient times, the Rakshasa Kingdom was not without attacks from those ancient tribes.
At that time, the swordsmen of the Rakshasa Kingdom used this powerful battle formation to become extremely powerful and notorious.
This battle formation has been handed down since ancient times, and the Rakshasa Kingdom attaches great importance to the training of swordsmen.
Later, after the Rakshasa Kingdom went into hiding, these swordsmen were arranged to take charge of the first barrier.
The original intention was to use their powerful strength to deal a severe blow to all those who tried to invade.
Unexpectedly, just now, the swordsman battle formation that the Rakshasa Kingdom was proud of could not withstand the impact of Liu Tianlong, and he defeated five attack lines in one go!
"The swordsman's battle formation is nothing more than that."
"Kill them for me!"
Lu Tianlong Ang, who had stopped in the field, stood upright and spoke coldly.
"Ho ho ho!"
"Kill them!"
Wen Tianhao and others in the back were all as if they had been beaten to death.
Just now Lu Tianlong was a mighty and majestic man who directly destroyed the five attack lines of these swordsmen. Now it is their turn to take action, so naturally they cannot be embarrassed.
"Quick, quick, stop them!"
Seeing Wen Tianhao, Sheng Jie and others rushing up with grins on their faces, the swordsman leader yelled at the top of his lungs, trying to stop the rest of his men from attacking.
But Lu Tianlong's collision just now was really shocking.
Even many swordsmen feel a little desperate at this time.
I have always thought that the swordsman's battle formation was very impressive, but now, it was directly destroyed by others, which is a slap in the face.
Wen Tianhao and others were intent on killing, but the morale of these swordsmen was low.
The ebb and flow of one another directly caused Wen Tianhao and others to launch the most direct massacre.
"puff!"
The holy prison circle hit a guy on the chest.
The guy originally thought of taking this opportunity to chop with a knife, but before he could take action, his chest exploded.
Almost instantly, all the internal organs were shattered to pieces by the extremely powerful energy of the Holy Prison.
He spurted out a mouthful of blood, flew backwards, fell to the ground and said goodbye to this world.
"Crack!"
Arhat, who smiles most of the time, is not to be outdone.
During the battle, his brutality was no less brutal than that of the Holy Prison.
He raised his fist as big as a sandbag and hit a Rakshasa swordsman on the head.
As soon as there was a snapping sound, this guy's head suddenly exploded like a watermelon, and red and white stuff flowed out, carrying a strong smell of blood.
"Bang!"
Everyone else is not to be outdone.
One by one, they unleashed the strongest fighting power in their bodies, like tigers descending from the mountain one after another, launching crazy attacks on the swordsmen.
Ten minutes.
Only ten minutes!
The yellow sand in the sky is still flying under the sweep of the strong wind.
But the shouts of death in the field were gradually dissipating.
But the strong smell of blood remained unabated and drifted far away with the strong wind.
"Oh my God."
"This is too cruel."
"It's absolutely inhumane."
The people from the six ancient tribes behind them all opened their eyes wide, looking at the scene in front of them in disbelief.
Most of the one hundred and eight swordsmen were dead or injured now. There were corpses scattered on the ground, as well as the survivors who were rolling and screaming. The scene was horrifying.
The screams were carried far away by the strong wind, giving people a creepy feeling.
Not to mention the desert that was almost stained red with blood.
"No wonder Tianlong wants to come to the first battle."
"Even if I take everyone in the Holy Prison to fight, I will never win so easily."
"It's not that we lost in terms of strength, but that we haven't really fought for a long time."
The elder of the Holy Prison, Johnsen, sighed and was convinced by the dragon fighting team led by Lu Tianlong.
In terms of strength, the nearly fifty men he led in the Holy Prison should be able to compete with the war dragon team led by Lu Tianlong.
But Johnson can guarantee that if they really fight for their lives, they will definitely end up like the swordsmen in front of them, being decimated by Zhan Long and the others.
Because they are adding blood to their swords all day long, fighting with blood all the time, and never stop fighting!
Looking at the major ancient clans, except for some of the subordinates of Yinlong and Phoenix Valley, who have experienced several battles with Lu Tianlong, what about the other ancient clans?
Like the Holy Prison, or the Gods, it seems that they have not experienced such a cruel and bloody battle for many years.
Now, everyone's eyes are on Lu Tianlong in the field.
He stood there quietly, stretched out one hand and pinched the swordsman leader's neck.
Now, as long as he exerts a little force, he can directly let the swordsman say goodbye to this world.
Lu Tianlong did not do this. He raised a sinister smile at the corner of his mouth, suddenly let go, and watched the swordsman leader collapse to the ground.