v4 Chapter 176： Joint strike

20,000 blood-colored swordmangs collided in the void. Because of the fusion of war intentions, the countless swordmangs did not bombard each other, but instead merged into a sword-sized swordmant with a size of thousands of feet. The dark legion was cut off. Bayi Chinese Network W] WW. 81ＺW. Com

This blow to the sky is astonishing, it seems to kill all the enemies!

With Xiao Chen's sword as the center, 20,000 fighters were shot. Although the loss was not a small number, the convergence of swords and swords was unstable and could not be flexibly controlled. However, at this moment, it was cut off violently, and the explosive power still caused the entire battlefield to fall into a brief silence.

As the captain of the Raksha group of the Montenegro tribe, Meng Luo was extremely dissatisfied with this order. How could a blood king level beheaded to kill him? Later, I learned that it was a strong threat from a nylon tribe with blood mad physique and war consciousness, so I faced it and secretly lurked. In order to avoid the strange machine induction of the bloodthirsty warrior, he used mystery to repair himself to forcibly compress and seal tightly, and entered the battlefield as a centurion.

The eyes of Xiao Chen's massacre on Meng Luo were all in his eyes, but his eyes were cold and undisturbed. He always shot for a one-shot kill. If the target was fleeing and the target was fleeing in the battlefield, it would be much more difficult to kill.

The chance of being able to trade the lives of hundreds of ordinary soldiers for a fatal blow is undoubtedly a very cost-effective deal in the eyes of Menlo.

But what he didn't expect is that he tried his best to burst the bleeding Emperor Xiuwei so that he still did not kill the target, and even failed to make the other party completely fall into a serious injury.

He couldn't figure it out in his mind before he hit it. Mo said that he was just a little blood king. Even if the existence of the same level was bombed, it would never be better. But at the moment he didn't have time to think deeply. Feeling the powerful fighting intentions of the soldiers of the nylon army on the opposite side made him jump in his heart, and then he gave birth to endless fear.

So strong!

It is worthy of such a powerful ability to combine war intentions. The explosive atmosphere actually made him a daredevil idea in the heart of a blood emperor, but this idea was forcibly suppressed by Meng Luo as soon as it rose.

Even if the tactical fusion is performed, his master Menlo Luo never leaves alive. There are countless strong men who have been assassinated by tribes in countless years. There are even three people in the blood emperor, so this person has enough in his heart. Strong self-confidence.

Today, this flow of clouds is bound to die.

The joint attack tactics are not only owned by the Nylon Army. Although the tribes are not the same, the battlefields that combine the fighters' combined strength are not a few. At the moment, the "Dark Fight" described by Meng Luo is one of the top battlefields. One.

The requirements of the fighters in this battle are not high, as long as the blood power in the body is smoothly output, but the requirements for the final fusion of blood power burst are very strict, even if this Meng Luo Xiu in order to reach the blood emperor level physical and arrogant, and Cultivation has some transformational secrets, and it has never attempted to combine the fighting power of 20,000 soldiers.

He wasn't sure.

However, at this moment, in the face of the joint death of the nylon army, Meng Luo had no choice, otherwise not only the assassination failed, but even today's war will collapse. After all, the Nylon Army with a general of war will undoubtedly be able to explode two hundred percent powerful combat power.

But this point, Menlo is absolutely not allowed to appear.

Fight!

Montenegro tribe will win!

drink!

20,000 dark legionnaire fighters assembled in an instant to form a dark battlefield. The battlefields in these battlefields have been deeply imprinted in their minds. They can be arranged as easily and simply as drinking water and eating.

He has burst of blood, and is assembled and merged by the matrix method, and instantly merges into Meng Luo's body.

boom!

With the integration of powerful blood, Meng Luo's mouth suddenly roared painfully, his body was pulled up by almost half a foot, his shirt was torn, his body's breath was raging, and he fluttered like a demon.

Although the atmosphere is not stable, or even slightly noisy, the huge and heavy coercive pressure suddenly falls, but it is enough to obliterate all obstacles.

Although Meng Luocai had painful meridians in his body, he was forced to tear his body by violently flowing blood in his body, but instead of having a little fear in his heart, the corners of his mouth were slightly warped, showing a little smile.

Senran, oh!

He won the bet. In this case, today's Liuyun will die!

"Black magic fist!"

Black magic fist, the most basic combat fist of the Dark Legion, has simple movements and cleanliness. Although it has limited power, it is also a practice method for everyone in the entire Legion. Meng Luo was able to kill three blood emperors, many of them relying on the fighting power of the powerful flesh. And he was able to have such a powerful physical body because of practicing the black magic fist!

Of course, the black magic fist he cultivates is no different from everyone, except that this person once swallowed a certain kind of heaven and earth spirits, which is just compatible with the power of the black magic fist, so the cultivation effect of black is extremely limited for others. The magic fist, in the hands of Meng Luo, had the effect of far imagination.

Therefore, casting the black magic fist is not to look at the opponent from the big and small, but has already launched the most powerful attack of Meng Luo, wielding the combat power to a high level.

Even though Meng Luo can withstand the blood fusion fusion of 20,000 Dark Legion warriors, his physical body has reached the limit. Although there are secret techniques to relieve the pressure, with the passage of time, every minute and moment are constantly being destroyed. His physical condition is okay for a while, and if left unchecked, it will still cause extremely horrific injuries. And because the combat power is fierce, once the damage is formed, it will be very troublesome to restore it.

Therefore, Meng Luo made up his mind to make a decisive battle and assembled 20,000 Dark Legionnaire soldiers with sufficient confidence in his heart.

A punch blasted out, and the body's internal combat power suddenly found an excretion point. It spewed out and condensed into a huge fist of several hundred feet in size. It was black and black. destroy.

Thousands of swords and hundreds of huge fists, the space along the way will be shattered into powder, and turned into a black.

Such a mighty power has already exploded the fighting power of the Emperor Pinnacle Peak, and even if it is not as powerful as the human world, it must be almost the same.

boom!

Collision in the void, the loud noise came as if echoing directly in Yuanshen space. The terror wave represents the crazy spread of death and destruction, and the squares are completely transformed into a place of death. Anyone who enters into it, even the blood emperor strong, will be Instantly shreds into pieces.

For a moment, the fluctuations slowly decreased, and the space was restored. The two sides were still facing each other, both looking pale.

Evenly matched.

In this attack, the two sides did not decide the winner.

But even so, the right front battlefield and the Chinese army battlefield are already dead at this moment. The power has exploded. The lethality in the war is undoubtedly horrible. Who would dare to stop the slightest like the most brutal killing machine?

Now all the soldiers understand that the key to today's victory is the battle of the left.

Which side wins, the results of this battle will be announced.

Xiao Chen was calm and expressionless, but the 20,000 nylon tribe soldiers behind him fell into an incredible and ecstatic state. The anger only made them forget the horrors of their opponents, and now they have reacted. They are fighting against a fierce blood emperor, and the key point is that they hardly attacked the 20,000 Dark Legion warriors led by the blood emperor. There is no falling wind.

God, this kind of thing they dared not imagine before!

The horror and power of Lord Blood Emperor is not their understandable existence, but now there is an opportunity to compete with or even defeat a powerful Blood Emperor. The blood in their chests has completely boiled. Now they only have one idea in their hearts, which is fighting! It would be a very pleasant thing to trample the blood emperor of the Montenegro tribe under his feet.