"Senior, how can you say that my subordinate is acting shamelessly?" After hearing Yuan Xiang's evaluation, Lin Qian opened his mouth and said in a bad mood.
Yuan Xiang shook his head lightly and looked at Lin Qian in admiration. "Your subordinates' special soul skills are unstoppable. As long as they meet certain conditions, they can use them directly.
"Unless I have the same special soul skill as you, I'll have no choice but to fight you head-on."
Lin Qian shrugged and turned to look in Bai Ximing and Wu Zhan's direction. His eyes narrowed slightly.
These two were similar to what he felt. They were indeed much stronger.
Bai Ximing was like a gust of wind. His speed was incomparably fast, and You Qiang's attacks couldn't keep up with his movements at all. Wounds continuously appeared on his body, and blood flowed non-stop. In the end, he fell to the ground and turned into dust.
At the same time, the two daggers in Wu Zhan's hands danced up and down. In an instant, Li Ji's body was already covered with wounds. Then, he was sent flying by Wu Zhan's kick. When he was sent flying, he turned into ashes.
Yuan Xiang also couldn't understand the changes that happened after the soldier's death.
Naturally, Lin Qian wouldn't answer Yuan Xiang's question. He just shook his head and waved his hand forward, "Blade and sword merge."
"Kill! Kill! Kill! "
Following Lin Qian's order, the sword-wielding and blade-wielding soldiers finally rushed out in a single file, charging towards the chaotic Swift Hidden Tribe and Formless Tribe.
This was especially so for the heavily-armored soldiers who were dragging huge blades. They roared furiously and waved the blades in their hands as they charged into the crowd.
These furious soldiers who were dragging huge blades were like hotheads who weren't afraid of death. They attacked as fiercely as they could, and there was no order to them at all.
There was only one way to fight, and that was to slash. Slash crazily!
The Swift Hidden Tribe and Formless Tribe were quite frightened by this madman who suddenly charged in. The other soldiers still had some order to them, but the one in front of them was simply a lunatic!
Bai Ximing had a deep understanding of this. His sharp dagger had clearly pierced through the other party's heart, but the other party's seven apertures suddenly burst forth with red light. His body actually let out an angry roar, and he continued to wave the blade in his hand, hacking towards his face.
Bang!
The force from the blade caused Bai Ximing's face to contort. The force wasn't something he could easily endure, and he was sent flying. The madman who should have been dead was still dragging the blade. His seven apertures and wounds glowed with red light, and his arm that had been chopped off grew back like burnt coal, maintaining its em-like state.
Under the situation where the opponent's strength had suddenly increased by three times, he persisted for ten breaths of time before the opponent turned into ashes and disappeared in front of him.
"What … what is this?!" Yuan Xiang, who was on the city wall, was completely dumbfounded.
"Furious Battle. His special soul skill can delay death for ten breaths. During this period, he is immune to death, and his strength will increase by three times. His nickname is Furious Three Blades, and he was created by the designer to pay tribute to Man Three Blades." Lin Qian looked at the enraged battle that ensued after he joined the fray. The Swift Hidden Tribe and the Formless Tribe were in a state of chaos.
Yuan Xiang understood the first part, but the latter part left him confused. "What is a designer? What Furious Three Blades and Man Three Blades?"
"Senior, you aren't an esports expert, so don't rack your brain to think about it. This is a secret that belongs to me." Lin Qian watched the battle and suddenly said with melancholy, "It's a secret that I can't share with anyone in this world. No one can understand it."
Yuan Xiang looked at Lin Qian and suddenly realized that he had a lonely aura, as though he didn't belong in this world.
However, this feeling disappeared in the blink of an eye. This was because Lin Qian had already sat up straight, and his pupils had turned completely golden as he stared ahead.
Emperor's Eye, open!
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Furious Battle was at the forefront, and his fearless fighting style made the Swift Hidden Tribe and Formless Tribe uncomfortable. Who could stand against a madman who wasn't afraid of death?
Furthermore, the soldier with the huge blade in front of them looked like he wanted to perish together with them. The Swift Hidden Tribe and Formless Tribe wanted to cry, but no tears came out.
The War of Fury was a suicidal type of soldier. Only when death appeared would their combat power reach its peak.
In Huo Yuhao's previous life, Furious Battle had died as many times as the guy next door who liked to grow mushrooms. They were the representatives of the death faction in the gaming world.
Similarly, Furious Battle charged into the crowd, and he became more and more courageous as he killed. As his blade was stained with more and more blood, his combat strength became stronger and stronger. Although the Swift Hidden Tribe and Formless Tribe fought valiantly, they gradually fell into a disadvantageous position.
Beside Xue Zhan, a tall soldier wielding a greatsword appeared, brandishing his greatsword in an imposing manner. The heavy sword wasn't sharp, but when the sword collided with Soul Power, a wave of force penetrated through the Soul Power barrier and rushed into his body.
His internal organs were shaken by this wave of force that rushed into his body through the Soul Power barrier.
At this moment, Furious Battle, who was covered in a blood-red aura, had already slashed his blade towards his face.
The Outsiders who were fighting with Furious Battle gradually discovered that a soldier wielding a long sword had appeared beside this lunatic. His attacks were extremely gentle, and he could easily deflect the Soul Skills that he had unleashed with all his might with a light push. This left him defenseless, allowing Furious Battle to raise his blade and slash at his face.
The green figure swept through the entire battlefield like a gust of wind. Whether it was a dead soul beast or a Outsider, he would take out his short dagger and stab them. After ensuring that the enemy was dead, he would plunder everything from their bodies.
If the Outsiders who were fighting with the Hua Xia Empire and the Beast Battling Army were even slightly distracted, a hand would reach out from their backs and swipe at their throats.
Even though there were sixty million Swift Hidden Tribe and Formless Tribe members, they were already in complete chaos.
On the other hand, the Hua Xia Empire and the Beast Battling Army advanced and retreated in an orderly manner. They cooperated very well with each other.
Although there were casualties, Bai Ximing and Wushan Shuang could clearly see that the casualties of their own clansmen were even more terrifying!
Apart from the two of them, the only ones who could hold on were the strongest members of their own clansmen.
They could already tell that their own clansmen had lost.
Their opponents' coordination was far better than theirs, and they were also far stronger than their clansmen. They even had superior equipment.
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