Thunder Martial

Chapter 1514

Generally speaking, the realm of human slaves is not high, and the highest one is only in the middle of a heavy realm.

These slaves are very difficult to do harm to human beings.

And those fighting spirits did not expect the most humble slaves in their eyes to destroy these threatening human beings. These human slaves are used as cannon fodder, and their real function is to consume human beings.

Of course, it would be a great thing if one of the bad guys was killed accidentally.

This kind of situation, in purple Chen's troop, seemingly won't happen. Because we have already experienced many battles and have rich experience, we will not be careless.

Zichen passed through the slave group, leaving behind an open land.

Not far away from it, the three titles are also fighting their own way.

Four people stood in a row, looking at the front of the number of more than ten thousand alien army.

The chief warspirit leader looked at the four people sarcastically.

There are ten thousand people behind him. Can these four human beings dare to take the initiative?

If you don't rush, you will die!

The warspirit leader has this faith and kills these four human beings.

Purple Chen looked at 3 people one eye, deep voice asks a way: "afraid not afraid?"

The three title holders looked at each other and said in unison: "fight for mankind!"

This kind of consciousness is worthy of being taught by the first three cities. The great righteousness of sacrificing one's own life for justice is not possessed by Zichen, and Zichen greatly admires it.

He laughed, a little cold and some ferocious smile. He licked his tongue and said, "in this case, kill, remember, only kill soldiers, not generals!"

"Well, I'll see which of us killed the most!" Fog shadow heroic smile.

Suan Tianming shook his head slightly and said, "I don't like direct killing. I like to say it."

Think about the front, who I like to kill

Three people all over the body, breath surging, they are the same state as Zichen, only one step away from the double.

Four people around, the force of space began to twist, we are ready to impact.

In front of him, the disdain expression on the face of the leader of the alien war spirit gradually turned into a look of astonishment. He did not expect that these four fearless human beings would dare to attack an army of ten thousand people with their flesh and blood.

The warspirit leader raised his right hand, and behind him, the weapons in the hands of more than 10000 warspirit began to shine, and a strong breath was surging.

"Don't say that you are only level 6 fighting spirit. Even if you are a war spirit of level 11 or level 2, you will die if you encounter thousands of attacks!" The warling leader said coldly.

"Go

At this time, the purple Chen explodes to drink a, the rate previously flushes.

"Whew!" "Whew!" "Whew!"

Behind Zichen, three streamers followed closely.

"Kill!" The Warlord's right hand is cut off like a blade.

"Hum!"

The sky trembled, and attacks appeared from afar, like a sword, whistling toward the front.

Ten thousand attacks do not need to be aimed at deliberately. They can cover all areas with one hit at will.

In addition, the spirit of the fighting spirit had already targeted the four people, so these attacks seemed to have a long eye and went straight to the four people.

Wandao attack Qi falls, the injury is huge, even if the period is divided into four strands, still not Zichen four people can block.

Once hit by these attacks, Zichen four people will surely die.

Ten thousand attacks and ten thousand rays of light reflected Zichen's whole person into a colorful color. After looking up at the roaring attack, Zichen said with a bold smile: "each depends on his own ability and shows his magic power."

The words fall, his back appeared sky thunder wing, under the foot light starts to flash, the whole person's speed speeds up instantaneously.

"If you die here, it's not fun!" The fog shadow laughed, and the black light was surging around, and went to the front.

"Before I came here, I have calculated that today I have no bloody disaster, great kindness!" The voice of Suan Tianming God came out, and he also accelerated in an instant.

"The first is the calculation, and the second is the calculation. Have you done it for me?" Shun Tian Dao asked with a smile, but his expression became very solemn. His real body was like a phantom in front of the high speed.

"Die!"

The first wave of attack, the first hit Zichen, thousands of attacks fell on Zichen, the terrible energy burst, Zichen's body directly exploded, where, turned into a destructive energy storm.

The warling leader sneered.

"Whew!" "Whew!" Whew

"Whew!" "Whew!" Whew

The second wave of attack falls on the fog shadow. The fog shadow, which was rushing forward, was instantly pierced through his body by these attacks. After being covered by the attack, he went a hundred meters, and his body was stabbed into nothingness.

Seeing this scene, the warspirit leader said with a smile: "there are still two left!"His eyes fell on Suan Tianming, who was talking to God, but he couldn't hear what he was talking about.

Many attacks came and covered him in an instant, but when he penetrated his body or was ready to explode, his body disappeared out of thin air, just like a ghost.

The energy attack explodes. In other people's eyes, destiny is dead, but the leader finds something abnormal. This anomaly makes him feel a little bad. He doesn't pay attention to the fourth person. He subconsciously looks at the rear.

In the moment of looking back, he happened to see the winged human that should have been killed, but the other side not only did not die, but also rushed into the team.

The leader's look changed in an instant. He waved his hands and cried out: "spread, spread quickly!"

However, before his voice was heard, the winged human pulled out the sword, and a flash of shining light appeared. He stood around and looked at the fighting spirit in front of him. Then he saw the bodies of those fighting spirits separate and fall towards the ground.

It was only when he died that his voice spread throughout the battlefield and the attention of the people fell on the winged human.

Seeing that the people who should have died should still be alive, their expressions on their faces changed one after another. They were a little stunned and confused. Therefore, they noticed the empty space and saw the dead fighting spirits around them.

But between the consternation, Zichen, who was enough to let the long sword return to its sheath, took another knife and turned it into nine. It swept around. The people had no time to react. The light of the sword was just passing over the body. The weapons, armor and body were all disconnected in an instant.

This time, a group of war spirit just thoroughly sober up, toward all directions scatter, want to avoid Zichen.

However, there are still some fighting spirits, but they are holding weapons and shooting at Zichen to kill him. But under the light of sharp knife, no one can get close. Even if you are close, only a few attacks will not break the defense.

At the time of Zichen's killing, Wu Yinying's figure also appeared. He rushed to the crowd, and the black light flashed in his hands, turning into two sharp blades, and cutting at the head of the unprepared fighting spirit.

"Poof!" "Poof!" "Poof!"

"Poof!" "Poof!" "Poof!"

It's as easy as cutting watermelon. Many human beings are flying high and blood is gushing.

However, the body of the fog shadow is like a ghost, which is ethereal, and the head flies where it passes.

"It's time and life!"

When Suan's destiny rushed into the crowd, he closed his eyes, and a stream of mysterious energy rushed out and rushed to the nearest warfighting spirits. All of them fell down one after another.

Open your eyes and count the destiny to move forward in the team. The speed is like a ghost. Unexpectedly, few people can see his real body. From time to time, a mysterious force rushes out of his body. As long as the fighting spirit is hit, there is only one way to die.

No one cares about Shun Tian Dao. Naturally, he successfully evades all kinds of attacks. When he comes to the battle spirits, his attack becomes sharper and sharper. As soon as he touches his attack, he is dead.

The four men successively rushed into the army, dodging and killing at the same time.

This is the strength and weakness of the army.

In the face of a large army, few people can break through the attack from the front, but once they break through and gather in the crowd, the number advantage of the battle spirit army cannot be displayed.

Each time with Zichen and others, only a dozen people, these people simply can not stop Zichen and others.

"Spread it, spread it out for me!" The leader waved his hands and cried out.

Only by dispersing can more fighting spirits have a chance to attack. Otherwise, if they act rashly, they will only attack their own people.

But both Zichen and the three titles have extraordinary speed, which makes them move within the scope, like blinking. Where there are many people, they go where they want to concentrate on killing.

This is also Zichen's common tactics in the face of siege when he was in tianwu land. However, this premise must have strong defense and long-term combat power.

The earth shaking, like thunder, is the support of a large army of ten thousand people from the side.

They look indifferent, the spirit read already locked in Zichen four people.

"Withdraw!"

The leader yelled, and the friars around quickly withdrew to the rear, but there were still some fighting spirits who attacked the four.

"Attack!"

In another place, the cold drink shouts ring, ten thousand energy attacks appear, the target directly points to Zichen four people, not only there are four people, but also those who attack four people and go to battle spirit.

Obviously, Zhan Ling is going to exchange his life for his life.

"Retreat!"

Locked by a lot of Qi, Zichen gave a big drink, and no longer paid attention to the fighting spirit who came from the siege. A flash of body shape was to leave the battlefield.

The other three are no longer greedy for killing, trying to get rid of the battlefield.

A lot of attacks fell down. There were four energy storms in the original place where the four people were located. The energy storm spread, and by the way, several war spirits were taken away and their bodies were torn apart."Shua!"

Zichen's body appears from the edge of the storm. His face is pale, his mouth spits blood, and vibration thunder wings flash away.

Similarly, the three winners were successful in getting out of the storm and ready to flee.

"Attack!"

Another leader called out, and many attacks appeared again, attacking the four who had fled.

This time, it's more than a million attacks.

In the roar of energy, only four people coughed up blood, but each time they narrowly avoided those attacks, and finally their bodies disappeared.

As for the humans, they retreated after the four men left the battlefield.