Chapter 47: Fighting Soul

"What should I do, young master?" Liehuo and others looked at Xuanyuan Long helplessly, waiting for his decision.

However, Xuanyuan Long did not answer and walked to the carriage. This action made the four people guarding the carriage nervous, "Get out of the way." Xuanyuan Long had no time to delay here and said sternly.

"Let him come in." The woman's slightly fearful voice came from the carriage.

As soon as he entered the carriage, Xuanyuan Long did not speak, and took out a herb from the Yuanjie, which was a ghostly face. "If you don't want to die, eat it quickly." At the same time, he left the carriage, regardless of whether the woman would really eat it. "I stop them and you run into the canyon. There are many people, and you can survive as long as you run into the canyon." Xuanyuan Long said, without waiting for everyone to answer and walked slowly towards the fist sniper.

Every time they take a step, their hair grows a little longer, and they will not grow after they lose their waists. Everyone is no longer surprised by the strangeness of Xuanyuan Long, but the four guards have wide open their eyes. The pair of frost sorrow has appeared in Xuanyuan Long's hands at some point, and a storm suddenly blew up, causing the group of people with a lower strength to suddenly become incontinent.

The person among the blockers looked at Xuanyuan Long's appearance and understood that it was impossible to hand over that person. They were suddenly in agitation and prepared to attack at any time. In their opinion, this was just a battle without any suspense. There were more than 3,000 people on their own side, but only fifty people on the other side. Although there were more masters than on their own side, even more ants could bite the elephant to death, let alone people.

Everyone who heard Xuanyuan Long said this was a little relieved. Everyone was really afraid that Xuanyuan Long would hand over the people in the carriage at this time, even if he died, he would have a little backbone, instead of escaping in the face of the battle. But when he heard Xuanyuan Long breaking the back alone, he couldn't help but frown. Although he knew that Xuanyuan Long was strong, there were thousands of people after all!

However, Xuanyuan Long's aura that even though he had gone thousands of people suddenly aroused the arousal in everyone's hearts, and he wanted to leave him alone, but when he thought of his strength, he still obediently closed his mouth.

"Let's go." Xuanyuan Long's faint voice sounded, and everyone came to their senses. Looking at the thin back standing alone in front of the crowd, they all clenched their fists and refused to leave. "Didn't you hear the young master tell you to leave? Go quickly." Old Liu and others reacted, looking at the people who were unwilling to move, and they all urged. After a while of helplessness, everyone understood Xuanyuan Long's intention, and finally turned around and left with great strides. At the same time, they also took away the carriage.

"Erlang, attack, don't let anyone go, everyone else will be killed, but the man in the carriage must be alive. After being caught, each person will be rewarded with one hundred gold coins." The leading fighting man at the Soul-Fighting Level said fiercely, and the people who were already rushing forward increased their speed after hearing the leader's words, and they wanted to take the man down immediately.

The scene of more than 3,000 people running together was so spectacular. The crowd like a tide suddenly hit the point, and that point was where Xuanyuan Long was. The location where Xuanyuan Long and others were located was better. The two sides were relatively narrow, and the main one was a canyon. If more than 3,000 people wanted to chase into the carriage, they had to pass through where Xuanyuan Long was located to enter the back. However, with Xuanyuan Long, the killing god, guarding here, it was impossible to pass without paying a price.

In the consciousness of the crowd, when everyone rushed towards the standing person, the person should be frightened and shivered on the ground and drowned in the tide of the crowd, but when they touched it, they realized that they were wrong.

The more than ten people who first attacked Xuanyuan Long fell to the ground in one breath. After careful observation, you will find that there was a scar on the fallen person's body, and the black blood that was exposed proved that the pair of daggers might be attached to a highly poisonous object.

But Haichao did not retreat because Xuanyuan Long killed several people. The people behind could not find out what was happening in front, so they kept pushing forward. In an instant, the close contact began.

All kinds of fighting skills kept flashing, but they were all under the power. Those who did not know how to fight were fighting, but they fought with Xuanyuan Long more and more with the machete. Xuanyuan Long was extremely fast and kept flashing in the crowd. The fighting spirit of fighting spirit was instantly released, and the people who were already slow moved were moving hard as if they were trapped in a swamp. In a few breaths, there were no less than 30 people who died beside Xuanyuan Long, but for a team of more than 3,000 people, this number was nothing.

Looking at the people who were still rushing toward each other, Xuanyuan Long also snorted coldly, and the ice frost thousands of miles followed. The few people approaching Xuanyuan Long immediately turned into an ice sculpture, and the farther ones were also injured by frostbite and could hardly hold the weapons in their hands. The ice cone took away countless lives in the moment it appeared, and the casualties of the blockers began to expand. There was no living person within a hundred meters beside Xuanyuan Long. He followed the ice cone and pierced at least one person's body and hung it on the ice cone. The blood immediately dyed the ground red. A bloody question filled everyone's perception. Looking at the hell on earth in front of him, everyone in the crowd was gasping for breath. He immediately did not dare to step forward.

Just when everyone was stunned, Xuanyuan Long felt a sense of danger coming from his head. Without thinking about it, his fighting wings spread out instantly. In the blink of an eye, he had already appeared in front of the three people in the sky. The three gradually formed a triangular force to surround Xuanyuan Long. After the people on the ground looked at the fierce man flying away from the ground, they wanted to pass through the ice zone to chase the escaped people, but just like the ice zone, they found that the cold air inside was not something they could resist. Moreover, some small ice cones appeared on the ground from time to time. After leaving more than a hundred corpses again, they stood helplessly outside the ice zone, looking up at the four people confronting in the air.

The three fighting souls also joined forces to seal the space when Xuanyuan Long appeared in the air, leaving Xuanyuan Long with no possibility of escaping.

But it was not the three people who launched the attack first. Just as the three people were about to attack, Xuanyuan Long launched the attack first. The strength of these three people was almost the same, and they were all at the middle level of the fighting soul. Moreover, Xuanyuan Long found that these three people should not belong to the same force. Just when they confronted Xuanyuan Long, they were vaguely guarding against the other two people. So Xuanyuan Long took the lead in launching the attack.

In the blink of an eye, Xuanyuan Long appeared in front of the fighter with a big sword. Frost Zhishu stabbed the man's neck without hesitation. At the same time, two more Xuanyuan Long appeared beside the man. Although there was no Frost Zhishu in his hands, the sword condensed with the fighting spirit also stabbed the man with a sharp sword.

The sudden change also scared the man. When he felt the fluctuations of three fighting spirits, it was too late to fight back. The man was also cruel and actually hit the clone on Xuanyuan Long's left. At the same time, the big sword in his hand instantly slashed Xuanyuan Long who was holding the sadness of frost in his hand.

The long sword of Xuanyuan Long's clone on the left also pierced the body of the fighter, but in the end it was just a Douqi sword condensed by the fighting spirit, but it failed to break through the man's fighting spirit cover, which made the man groan. However, the body's castration had not changed and it hit the clone heavily. After being hit by the man, Xuanyuan Long's clone flew out seven or eight meters before stopping, but the body seemed more transparent, and he was afraid that it would disappear after two rounds of attacks.

Xuanyuan Long, who was holding the sadness of frost, could not touch the man's body. The dagger in his hand collided with the big knife, and Xuanyuan Long also had a dim pace. It can be seen that the man's power was so huge, but Xuanyuan Long's sadness of frost still pierced the blade.

Xuanyuan Long pressed against the big knife, and did not twitch the dagger. He held the dagger and cut it towards the man, but the big knife was cut into two pieces in front of Frost and Sadness like tofu. But after all, with the obstacle of the big knife, the man finally avoided the dagger that Xuanyuan Long cut.
Chapter completed!