In the local battlefield between the Soul-Splitting Saber and the Angel Legion, the Soul-Splitting Saber, which has an absolute advantage, can do much more than the Angel Legion.
Although Astraea tried very hard to stop the opponent's actions, as time passed, the battle situation still turned in a very unfavorable direction.
With the soul-breaking swordsmen as the vanguard, the Asura the One-horned Immortal spread out in all directions and gradually surrounded the artificial angel army.
The Darkborn Demon Clan leader exudes a rich black light, and his will is integrated with the entire legion. Through the soldiers' vision, even if he does not have the level of a commanding deputy, there is still no problem in controlling the local battlefield where the soul-breaking swords are located.
At least, that was the case before Luo Chen took action.
An Xinyuan looked at the lord's throne floating in the sky with vigilance and the Heart of Control shining above the numerous blood demon legions, with a somewhat ugly look on his face.
As a fourth-level top combat power, as long as he is willing and cooperates with the soul-breaking swords, he can completely kill the artificial angel army in a short time, but he knows that he cannot do this...
At first, An Xinyuan thought that Luo Chen was here to monopolize the defense line of Nightmare Forest, but as the battlefield developed, Luo Chen remained hidden and watched as the Blood Demon Legion gradually depleted.
After everything they had done before joining forces, he quickly understood Luo Chen's purpose: this super-powerful professional of Lord Blue Spirit + Commander was here to train troops!
So, at this time, in addition to waiting for rescue, An Xinyuan's vitality also has a necessary prerequisite. This elite group of angels must not be destroyed.
He can guarantee that as long as he dares to take action, the lord's hidden backhand will definitely explode in an instant!
As for the original idea of taking Luo Chen hostage and escaping, after Sebu led the Feather Elves to make a comeback, he had given up this unrealistic idea.
If it is a miscellaneous soldier, he will die if he dies, but if he is an elite and an elite who has inherited the legion, if he dares to take action, he will never leave the battlefield alive.
Even if he wins the fight and escapes in the end, there is a high probability that the other party will invite fifth- and sixth-level professionals to hunt him down and die.
The hunter will only receive a few innocuous reprimands at most, and then leave Feiyu World, and is not allowed to enter again.
Being at a disadvantage all year round and fighting against blue spirit professionals, An Xinyuan knew exactly what he had to do. Even in a war, he had to maintain a certain scale.
It is a very helpless and sad reality... In all the worlds, being weak is the original sin.
An Xinyuan's face was so gloomy that he couldn't bear to look at the artificial angel army that fell and kept rising: "You are lucky!"
Four thousand soul-splitting swordsmen were left in a stalemate with the artificial angel army. The remaining one thousand soul-splitting swordsmen quickly completed accurate switching and deployment under the command of An Xinyuan.
With the help and isolation of the soul-splitting swords, many legions ignored this elite inheritance and changed their attack targets. The blood demon legions who were assisting from the side suffered a devastating blow in an instant.
An Xin Yuan, filled with grief and anger, vented his anger on the blood demon soldiers.
"boom!"
Groups of blazing blood bloomed, and each group of blood represented the death of at least one Blood Demon soldier. Instead, they were directly exploded, leaving no bones left.
The rich blood gradually stained the armor of the soul-splitting swordsmen, and the aura of the past followed the will of each soul-splitting swordsman and was also transmitted to An Xinyuan's consciousness.
An Xinyuan looked calm and did not say anything. As a fourth-level general who has been fighting on the world battlefield for thousands of years, his strong will cannot be polluted by the Blood Demon Legion.
As An Xinyuan is the core of the Soul-Splitting Saber, as long as his will does not collapse, the Soul-Splitting Saber will never be contaminated.
This is why An Xinyuan wants to draw out the soul-breaking swords and use them as the vanguard to quickly eliminate the effective forces of the Blood Demon Legion.
As long as these blood demon soldiers are eliminated before Sebu can deal with the other half of the One-Horned Immortal Asura, there will be more fighting to come!
An Xinyuan plans well, but plans can never keep up with changes.
In Yi Qiong's eyes, the rich blood color condensed into one point, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised: "I saw you!"
Yi Qiong, who perfectly blended into the blood demon soldiers, quickly aimed at a precise moment, burst out with a somewhat astonishing momentum, targeted a certain part, and launched the most violent attack!
Five thousand carefully selected blood demon legions, with Yi Qiong as the link, the rich blood color quickly merged together, turning into a vague and weird creature with an indescribable shape.
The upper body of the strange phantom raised hundreds of heads, and hundreds of pairs of blood-colored eyes stared at the soul-breaking swordsmen. The lower body of the strange phantom fell among the blood demon legions, and was tightly entangled by many soldiers, unable to escape.
...When the phantom can break away from the Blood Demon Legion to a certain extent and protect the legion in a completed form, it means that they have entered the elite level and are qualified to take over and start a battle formation.
The appearance of this phantom also means that this legion is only one step away from being elite.
At the same moment, the aura of the past that was dozens of times stronger than what An Xin Yuan had felt surged into Yi Qiong's heart.
Under the blood-colored visor, wisps of bewitching and charming red lines slowly emerged, gradually covering Yi Qiong's entire face.
The peaceful and natural temperament of the moon elf quickly turned into a violent and crazy wantonness. Only the last pair of eyes were left on Yi Qiong's body, which still remained as calm as an eternal well, and the elf's jade lips, as rich as blood, gently
Turn on:
"No need to hold back, explode with all your strength! Your 'sins' will be borne by me alone!"
After every soldier of the Blood Demon Legion joins the Blood Demon Legion, his family members and descendants will receive extremely generous treatment, treatment that is generous enough to make them work hard for their lives.
Is human life valuable? In some worlds, it may be valuable, but in other worlds, it may just be wrapped in a layer of turf by family members after death, and then buried in a hurry.
Therefore, for them, it is a matter of course to follow the general's command on the battlefield.
Even if this order seems to cost them their lives!
Thousands of Blood Demon Legion soldiers took the initiative to detonate the Blood Demon Insects in their bodies. The aura of the old days, which was several times stronger, quickly filled the air, and powerful power exploded in their bodies and souls.
What surprised them was that the sudden surge of power made them unable to control it, but their will was still clear and there was no sign of collapse.
"Target the area bordering the Soul-Splitting Saber and the One-Horned Immortal Asura, attack with all your strength!"
Yi Qiong's clear female voice sounded in the minds of the five thousand blood demon quasi-elite soldiers, carrying an inexplicable cruelty.
"yes!"
As if they were infected by Yi Qiong, or the blood demon soldiers themselves were inspired to be violent, thousands of pairs of eyes became brighter and brighter under their visors, and a rich blood-colored aura spread out.
"boom!"
Aiming at the spot between the Thousand Soul-Splitting Saber and the One-Horned Immortal Asura, five thousand blood demon soldiers rushed in unstoppably and completely surrounded the Thousand Soul-Splitting Saber in a very short time!