It was only a matter of a moment that Xiaojiu seized the Golden Wuji Stick. At this time, the strong ones holding the inherited-level divine emperor magic weapon gradually came over.
These strong men are all overlords and the top commanders of a force. However, as commander-level strong men, they not only need strong combat power, but also smart minds.
They also saw that the Dragon Blood Legion had amazing strength and countless trump cards. Those who took the lead in taking action had already suffered a great loss.
These powerful people appeared at the same time because Long Chen was in the Qiankun Cauldron, seizing the power of heaven and earth to help him condense his natal runes. This momentum was too terrible and they could not wait any longer.
But even though they all appeared, they were not in a hurry to take action. Instead, they watched the movements of others and approached step by step.
Because this battle is related to the ownership of the Qiankun Cauldron, and also to the life and death of oneself. In the long run, it is also related to the future rise and fall of one's own clan.
Therefore, no one wants to be the first to be the first, because whoever takes action will be the most likely to be fought back by the Dragon Blood Legion.
Everyone hopes that others will first draw out the Dragon Blood Legion's trump card, and then make arrangements based on the opponent's trump card.
But when everyone is "smart", their progress slows down a lot. Since they cannot calculate others, they should maintain the same speed.
As long as everyone's speed is consistent and attacks at the same time, the power of the Dragon Blood Legion will be instantly dispersed. This is the best tactic to defeat the Dragon Blood Legion.
“Huhhhh…”
Gu Yang, Li Qi, Song Mingyuan, Yue Zifeng, Xia Chen, Bai Xiaole, each faced a powerful man holding the inheritance-level magic weapon of the God Emperor. The dragon blood warriors, behind the dragon shadows were flowing rapidly, and the violent blood rushed
Move, like a volcano about to erupt.
Both sides were ready, and Yue Zifeng alone blocked the way forward of the Lingtian Sword Sect's powerful men. He was like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed, and his sharp aura changed Qiankun's color.
"You are Yue Zifeng? The number one person in Kendo in the Dragon Blood Legion? Today, I, Ling Han, are the first to kill you."
A man in blue, like stars holding the moon, stood at the forefront of the Lingtian Sword Sect camp, and walked towards Yuezi Peak step by step.
Behind him, more than 300,000 sword cultivators carried long swords, and their eyes were sharp, following behind the man in blue.
The auras on their bodies were connected to each other, and they actually produced a mysterious rhythm. The rhythm seemed to be somewhat similar to the previous four legion commanders who rushed to the Heavenly Demon Golden Monkey Clan.
"Oh my God, the power of these sword cultivators seems to be concentrated on the body of the person named Ling Han, and then he takes action..."
In the spirit gathering formation under the Qiankun Cauldron, Zhao Yue pinched the sword technique with one hand, and a sword-shaped rune flashing in his eyebrows, and his face was full of horror.
Unlike everyone who condensed and perfected the natal runes while entering into meditation, she absorbed the power of luck and sensed Yue Zifeng's sword intent to perfect her natal runes.
She was originally a master of swordsmanship, but when she saw Ling Han, she felt a stinging pain in her soul. Ling Han's swordsmanship will is fierce and domineering, and she has reached an extremely terrifying state.
As for such a master, there are so many sword cultivators behind him. No wonder he was so angry just now, because he did have the capital to be arrogant, and Zhao Yue was immediately filled with worries.
But at this time, her natal runes have begun to improve themselves and have reached the final stage. She must not stop at this moment and cannot help Yue Zifeng.
Yue Zifeng is the strongest sword cultivator Zhao Yue has ever seen in her life. She can't bear to see Yue Zifeng fall here, but she is willing to go out and fight to the death, but she has not yet condensed the complete runes of her life. Her strength is simply helpful.
Not busy.
"Boom..."
The strong men of all races approached one after another, and soon the distance between the two sides was less than a hundred miles away. The auras of both sides began to pull each other and were about to reach the point where they had to take action.
At that moment, Zhao Yue felt that his breathing was about to stop. Gu Yang, Li Qi, Song Mingyuan, Yue Zifeng and others, except Guo Ran, no one possessed the inherited-level divine magic weapon.
"choke"
At this moment, a sword sounded through the sky, and Yue Zifeng and Ling Han drew swords almost at the same time, and the two sword energy collided together in an instant.
"boom"
The moment the sword energy exploded, billions of sword shadows formed a ripple, like a lotus blooming, splitting the sky, and the world in front of the two was divided into two.
"What a terrifying sword energy..."
Even the half-step emperor-level powerhouse was shocked. The aftermath of the sword energy alone was enough to kill the powerful people of their level.
The strong men who had fought with Yue Zifeng before had a chill on their backs at this moment. Only then did they realize that the dozens of them fought against Yue Zifeng before, but Yue Zifeng did not show their true skills.
With the power of this sword, it is enough to destroy all of them with one sword. Yue Zifeng has been retaining his strength before, but now under Ling Han's pressure, he has to explode with all his strength. Only then did people realize Yue Zifeng's first time
fear.
"Lingtian Sword Sect, a group of people who don't understand swords. The sword is in your hands, and it is no different from a fire stick." Yue Zifeng waved his long sword and said coldly.
Yue Zifeng's words were like arrows, ruthlessly shooting at the powerful men of the Lingtian Sword Sect.
The sword cultivators have always been introverted, arrogant, and powerful attack power, which makes them sword cultivators stand above the heads of many monks and hold their heads outside the sky.
There are many words that can anger the sword cultivator, but Yue Zifeng's words almost caused the minds of these sword cultivators to collapse.
Especially the phrase "fire-burning stick" is simply the biggest insult to these sword cultivators, Ling Han's eyes became even colder:
"Silly guy, you will pay the price for your ignorance and stupidity. Don't do it, let me kill him with your own hands!"
Ling Han shouted, and the man followed the sword, crossed a hundred miles away in one step, and slashed at Yue Zifeng with one sword.
A complex pattern appeared between Ling Han's eyebrows, like several sharp swords, crisscrossing. When the long sword in his hand was cut, the void was like brocade cut by a sharp blade, making a harsh sound.
Above the long sword, the vast imperial power was surging, and endless law runes flashed. This sword seemed to be about to break through the eternal fairy dome.
This sword that has been simplified has made countless powerful people frightened. Although this sword did not slash at them, the sharp sword intent has already included the entire battlefield, giving people an illusion.
The sword seemed to be about to slash at him.
Before the sword fell, people felt that their souls and wills were about to be cut by the sharp sword intent, and they didn't even have the courage to block them.
"You only have a form but no spirit. You don't understand what the true swordsmanship is."
Faced with Ling Han's decisive attack, Yue Zifeng snorted coldly, waved the sword in his hand casually, and the sword made a crisp sound of sword.
People discovered that the moment Yue Zifeng waved, there seemed to be a strange layer of luster flashing above the long sword.
"boom"
The two long swords slashed together heavily under the gaze of billions of eyes.