Among the various tribes, the pressure from the Demon Tribe, Siren Tribe, and Orc Tribe is very high, and strong men have fallen from each race. Only the Human Tribe is relatively relaxed.
Xiaoqing and Mu Qianqian led the strong men of the human race to fight deep in the enemy's territory, while Ji Changsheng was arranged by Xiaoqing to be beside Ye Hongxue, Ye Qingjun and others to protect their safety.
Although Mu Qianqian's character has not yet fully grown, she is very decisive when she takes action.
There was no mercy in her eyes. She was a strong person in the realm of shackles. In her eyes, the Puppet Soldier Saint Emperor was no different than an ant. With a wave of her hand, a white light swept towards the Puppet Soldier Saint Emperor.
White light has unpredictable natural power. Once the puppet soldiers are infected, they will vomit blood and suffer heavy injuries. Some of the weak ones will even die directly.
At this moment, in Mu Qianqian's hands, the myth of the Holy Emperor as an ant was truly reflected.
Xiaoqing also took action with all her strength. She rushed into the crowd with her spirit sword in hand, showing off her strength without reservation. The power of chaos was supplemented by the realm of swordsmanship, and her combat power was brought into full play. In just a moment, she killed She killed two Holy Emperors and injured more puppet soldier Holy Emperors in her hands.
Wang Xuan was not idle either. He controlled him with his spiritual consciousness and used his distraction to kill the enemy with his spirit sword, while using the spirit sword method to control the two hammers to shuttle through the sky and attack the puppet soldiers.
Many of the powerful human beings behind them used immortal combat skills to draw out the pressure of heaven and earth, and often several people joined forces to deal with one puppet soldier.
At the back of the battlefield, Ye Ling was standing high in the void where no one could see her, with the Demonic Sound Qin lying across her knees.
He stared intently at the guqin and concentrated on playing it. Each note seemed soft, but it seemed to make a loud sound, covering up the shouts of death in the field and reaching everyone's ears clearly.
The sound of the piano was targeted, and when it fell into the ears of the puppet soldiers, everyone immediately felt their souls tremble, sometimes in a trance, sometimes in a daze, and some illusions appeared in front of their eyes from time to time.
Behind Ye Ling, there seemed to be a huge guqin appearing vaguely in the void. Thirty-six strings were clearly visible. The strings vibrated slightly, resonating with the Devil's Mingqin.
Suddenly, several puppet soldiers' eyes flashed with fighting intent, and they struck their companions with the most powerful attacks.
"puff."
Caught off guard, the puppet soldier Saint Emperor was suddenly attacked by his companions and was severely injured. He vomited blood and flew backwards.
The same scene happened everywhere on the battlefield. More than thirty puppet soldiers of the Holy Emperor suddenly slashed their weapons at their companions.
None of these people expected that their companions would suddenly attack them, so they were all seriously injured without any precautions.
There was even an unlucky puppet soldier, the Holy Emperor, who was jointly attacked by several companions. He was beaten to pieces after only a few breaths of time, and his soul escaped and fled into the distance.
However, as soon as the soul of the puppet soldier Holy Emperor flew out of the battlefield, a musical sound like a Hong Zhong Da Lu came over.
The sound of the piano fell in his ears, like a thunderous explosion. The powerful sound waves stirred up ripples in the space, shattering the Holy Emperor's soul into pieces.
After this commotion, there was a commotion in the camp of the puppet soldiers. Within a short period of time, several puppet soldiers, the Holy Emperor, died in the hands of their companions. They were all attacked by several people and died unjustly.
"They are affected by the sound of the piano and are controlled by the sound. Find the person playing the piano quickly and kill him." In the Holy Abandoned World camp, a strong puppet soldier looked up to the sky and shouted, his voice was like thunder, shaking the whole world. Trembling violently.
This is a very powerful puppet soldier who has reached the peak of the Holy Emperor. His loud shout immediately woke up some people who were almost controlled by the sound of the piano.
At this moment, an extremely powerful sword energy came from behind him, and the terrifying murderous intention instantly enveloped his whole body, making this powerful puppet soldier who had reached the peak of the Holy Emperor shudder involuntarily, and without thinking, Immediately dodge to the side as quickly as possible.
I saw a spiritual sword wrapped in a layer of rich purple light. With the bright sword light, it passed through the position where he just stood like lightning. The sword light came into contact with his clothes, and the clothes were quietly melted. For a ball of powder.
Wang Xuan came forward with a spiritual sword in his hand. Seeing that the Holy Emperor actually dodged his attack, a hint of surprise suddenly appeared in his eyes.
However, there was no hesitation in the movements of his hands. With a turn of his wrist, the two hammers turned into a purple rainbow and pierced out. Mixed in it was a dazzling white light. This was the sword energy that Wang Xuan displayed after he understood the way of the sword.
This kind of sword energy is the condensation of rules, which is beyond the scope of ordinary sword energy. Now it is integrated with the double hammers, and its power is obviously stronger.
Seeing this, the strong man of the puppet soldier showed no fear. He let out a low drink, and the energy in his body surged like a tsunami. It surged out from his body, forming a shield covering his whole body. He held a big sword in his hand and slashed towards Wang Xuan.
The broadsword shot out a stream of gray light, filled with death energy, instantly forming a prison that enveloped Wang Xuan.
In a prison formed by gray death energy, Wang Xuan suddenly felt that he was suppressed by a mysterious force, and endless gray light invaded his body, quickly wiping out the vitality in his body.
Wang Xuan's eyes narrowed, and the natural force in his body flowed rapidly, quickly erasing the death energy that invaded his body. He ignored the gray prison in front of him, and stabbed forward with the spirit sword in his hand with an unstoppable momentum.
"bite."
Only a sound like the clash of steel was heard. The spirit sword broke through the prison formed by the gray death energy, and struck with the sword of the supreme puppet soldier Holy Emperor from another world. The sword was struck by the spirit sword. Cut into two pieces.
The blade of the sword kept trembling and making a buzzing sound, as if it was in fear.
The supreme holy emperor from another world stared blankly at the sword that had broken into two pieces in his hand, his face filled with shock.
This broadsword has been with him for thousands of years, and he has fought countless battles during this period. It has grown with him along the way. Now, even in a life-and-death battle with a strong man of the same level, his weapon will not be harmed in the slightest.
But at this moment, in front of Wang Xuan, he was unable to block the blow and was chopped off like tofu.
"You...who are you?" The Puppet Soldier Saint Emperor looked shocked. In his understanding, only the emperor-level warriors could do this.
But he didn't feel the oppression of the powerful emperor from Wang Xuan.
"An ordinary disciple of Xiaoyao Peak."
Wang Xuan said calmly.
"No, it's impossible. How can a disciple of Xiao Xiaofeng be so strong?"
The Puppet Soldier Saint Emperor let out a heartfelt sigh.
"That's because you are too weak. You talk too much. You can shut up."
Wang Xuan followed Ye Kong's example and spoke in a very calm and authentic voice.