The Avalon of Five Elements Chapter 593: Resistance of Silver Frost
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Without temptation, the battle immediately became fierce.
The request to attack the rejected Song Xiaoqian, I do n’t know when it will appear in Silver Frost war unit. With frost on her face, she was sitting on the back of the snow-white Silver Frost wolf, beside her was a flag guard holding the Silver Frost battle flag. About a thousand soldiers gathered behind him, the queue was neat, and there were constantly small teams gathering like tide.
The enemy came too quickly, and it was too late to complete the team.
One thousand people is enough!
Song Xiaoqian beautiful eyes flashed through the cold light, and the Silver Frost wolf suddenly raised his front hoof. Behind her, all the Silver Frost wolves under the soldiers made the same action.
When Helian Tianxiao's roared, a thousand Silver Frost wolves, and heavily, a snowy and thick forefoot, fell.
Snow-white frost and mist filled the ground.
A huge thick ice wall rose up from the ground and appeared directly in front of the camp, also in front of Windmill Sword's. After the ice wall, the cold mist and frost circled, gathered and scattered.
Helian Tianxiao's Divine Wolf Unit, suddenly moved, they turned into more than ten strands, running in two directions. Just across the sides of the ice wall, the whole action was done in one go without any hesitation.
The sudden appearance of the ice wall did not have any effect on Ai Hui, and gently turned sword hilt.
One sword attracted hundreds of swords.
At the bottom of Windmill Sword, the windless wind-sword that hangs slowly swings like a grass whirlpool. At this moment, sword light greatly rises suddenly sounds in unison. As if the flooded lake suddenly opened the gate, the surging dark currents merged into a torrent of torrents. The low sword cry pooled together, and changed suddenly, suddenly high and clear, like a crane sky!
[Sword Vortex heavenly sound], derived from the creativity of [Sword Cry Bell], has the power of qualitative.
The ice wall was shocked, the mist was flying, and countless straight, straight sword marks appeared on the surface, intersecting with each other.
Song Xiaoqian suddenly changed color, but it was too late to shout.
Windmill Sword did not dodge at all, and ran into the ice wall.
The ice wall shattered violently, and numerous ice cubes swept around like a rainstorm. The Divine Wolf warrior who is launching the charge is like cutting wheat and falling down. The warriors were hit hard by a heavy hammer, and their blood was dark. Their amazing power made them unable to control figure and flew directly from the wolf's back.
Song Xiaoqian suddenly reached out and grabbed a piece of crushed ice blasted from the cold mist. The fist-sized crushed ice has a smooth surface like a mirror, as if the sword aura was sharp and unmatched.
Her face is dignified.
Windmill Sword, who broke through the ice wall, plunged into the frost and frost at a sudden speed. The rotating cold fog and frost, rubbed on the Windmill Sword's light curtain, sparks scattered. The Windmill Sword's light curtain is thinning at a speed that is visible to the naked eye. The cold mist and frost have a weird erosion and seem to have a restraining effect on the light curtain.
Ai Hui is indifferent.
blood cultivator practice is blood spiritual power, blood spiritual power can only be counted as the top corner in the spiritual power system, but after all it is still spiritual power, higher order than elemental force.
But fighting is never a duel on paper.
Windmill Sword's is as fast as lightning, and the cold fog and frost are still unstoppable. Suddenly, the Windmill Sword sword body is light, and the block is completely eliminated in front of him.
A snow-white war unit stands still.
Without any hesitation, the sword in the hands of Ai Hui moved, just like the silent command, all the swords in the hands of the players moved at the same time.
If you look down from the sky, you can clearly see that the seven Sword Towers are shining brightly at the same time, which is the ray of sword aura blooming through the tower. They are patchy, just like seven stars of the Big Dipper.
Song Xiaoqian suffocated her breath. She felt that her heart was held by an invisible palm, and a strong sense of danger enveloped her body.
The instincts on the battlefield made her instinctively instil blood spiritual power all over her body, and her figure suddenly released a lot of mist.
A dazzling sword aura, as fast as lightning, hit her accurately.
huā lā!
Ice debris splashes, nothing.
The Ai Hui's feels so powerful, and his mind is ethereal. Almost at the moment of the sword, he knew that he was hitting an ice sculpture. At the same time, he locked the trace of the other party, and the long sword in his hand waved again.
Another Great Sword Aura!
The Song Xiaoqian of figure, which has just appeared in the mist, once again raised a sense of extreme danger. in the heart was horrified. How did the other party lock her? But at this time, it was too late to think, and the blood spiritual power that clenched his teeth stirred the whole body, and turned into mist again.
huā lā!
The ice chips flew across again, leaving nothing in place, but this time the ice chips were blood red.
The blood cultivators of Silver Frost war unit have already taken off, and they are rushing towards Windmill Sword!
Each of them had an extra ice spear in their hands, figure vacated the highest point, twisted their breath to exhale, and threw the ice spear in take action.
The ice spear rotates at high speed, turning into a streamer, whistling towards Windmill Sword.
There are as many as 100 ice spears projected by each team, like a icy cold rain, hitting the Windmill Sword's light curtain. The light curtain trembles fiercely, and the penetration of these ice spears is extremely amazing.
The first wave of ice spears just got off, and the second squad has taken off, throwing ice spears.
Ice spears wave after wave, like a storm!
The Windmill Sword's light curtain is in jeopardy.
Ai Hui has once again locked figure of Song Xiaoqian, but at this moment the Windmill Sword's light is already in an extremely dangerous situation. Although this sword can cut Song Xiaoqian, it will also expose Windmill Sword to danger.
The Ai Hui made a choice between the electric light and the flint.
The seven Sword Tower lights up again, and the light from sword aura emerges through the tower.
【Seven Stars】!
Seven blooming sword aura, like fireworks, suddenly appeared around Windmill Sword.
The unprepared Silver Frost soldier bumped into the sword aura of Seven Stars and fell like a dumpling. But the mist seemed to be spiritual, turning into a soft cushion to catch the fallen soldiers.
The casualties of the soldiers were not large. Except for the bad luck of more than a dozen people, they were all hit slightly. For them, minor injuries do not care at all. Their first reaction was to continue to pounce on Windmill Sword.
The power of Seven Stars is not great, but the victory is in the large range, like a big broom, sweeping all the enemies around Windmill Sword from the air.
Shi Zhiguang took the opportunity to press sword hilt, Windmill Sword rushed out of the Silver Frost war unit encirclement, and the precarious light curtain just became stable again. The Silver Frost soldiers who had just fallen fell madly towards Windmill Sword, but they were empty.
Shi Zhiguang is very clear that the most powerful part of Windmill Sword is not sword aura, but its speed and flexibility. The boss has warned them more than once, Windmill Sword is not used to fight hard with the enemy. Hard to touch, it is a weapon such as a hammer or a stick, and the sword moves lightly.
Go away with a touch, find the enemy ’s weaknesses and cut in, so that there is no time to enter.
Shi Zhiguang is not a bit strange. At this moment, he is very excited, but his mind is very calm.
Ai Hui has no pause, the long sword moves.
shuā shuā shuā, more than two hundred sword aura dances.
The stout Great Sword Aura, like a huge whip, landed in the enemy camp. Wherever they passed along, the camp was torn apart, flesh and blood flew across, and a path of blood was ploughed out.
The formed blood cultivator has various means to resist Great Sword Aura. Even if it cannot be resisted, the damage can be reduced as much as possible. However, the blood cultivator that has not completed the assembly, facing the Great Sword Aura, has no point of resistance, just like the fish on the chopping board, it can only be slaughtered.
This is the case on the battlefield, that is, divine ability blood cultivator, Master, and sometimes the role they can play is very limited. Maintaining the order and command of war unit is the primary mission of every Unit Leader.
Song Xiaoqian's complexion was so blue that half of her body was soaked with blood. The thick sword aura just hit her hard. But at this time, she realized that she was in the queue faster than she knew.
Windmill Sword roared past, three Great Sword Aura, leaving three blood marks in the camp.
More than 30 blood cultivators were killed directly, and blood cultivator wailing in the pool of blood was more than 50 people.
There is no slight fluctuation in the expression of Helian Tianxiao. The casualties of more than 100 people are insignificant for Divine Wolf Unit and Silver Frost Blood Unit. Although this is the biggest casualty they have suffered since the war.
Helian Tianxiao has figured out who is coming!
Sword of Thunderbolt led by Ai Hui!
And with his sharp eyes, he also saw Shi Xueman, Tie Bing Ren and other figures on Windmill Sword. Almost all the backbone of the elemental cultivator side is on it.
Contempt. He felt naked contempt. All the Unit Leader of the enemy ran to the Divine Wolf camp. Is this not contempt?
However, at the moment, Helian Tianxiao's mind does not fluctuate at all, he has only one thought, and he must leave the enemy!
The strangely shaped weapons and unexpected ways of fighting all made him shine. It is precisely because such a strange fighting method has never been seen, and the Helian Tianxiao's layout has all failed.
So far, they are in absolute disadvantage, leaving hundreds of corpses wounded and the enemy unscathed.
Helian Tianxiao didn't care.
All the important figures of the other party are on top. As long as you defeat the enemy, it is a victory. Don't say that there are hundreds of people killed and injured. No matter how many casualties you pay, even if Divine Wolf is disabled, this transaction will not lose money.
Windmill Sword broke through half of the rising blood curtain and penetrated the entire large camp.
"Don't run!"
"They are going to escape!"
The generals around shouted loudly, and Helian Tianxiao suddenly said: "Ready, the enemy will come again!"
The other people froze for a moment, and anger flashed across their faces.
Helian Tianxiao can keep calm, but other generals can't keep calm. The enemy directly came to the door, they did not stop, the entire large camp was torn by the enemy, and the corpses and wounded people on the ground were like being stepped directly on the face by the enemy.
Divine Wolf is a group of arrogant soldiers, how can they swallow this breath?
Helian Tianxiao Shen said: "The teams are scattered, mainly based on lag. Be sure to entangle the enemy and let the opponent's speed down. As long as the enemy's speed drops, it is the turtle in the urn."
"Yes!"
The crowd roared, Divine Wolf Unit spread out, there were about a hundred people in each team, and they walked slowly.
On Windmill Sword, everyone just felt like a dream and could n’t believe everything in front of them.
This ... this penetrated the enemy camp?
They actually penetrated the enemy large camp!
large camp of Divine Wolf Unit and Silver Frost Blood Unit!
The Ai Hui looks as usual, with no waves in his heart, the sword in his hand droops, and a cold voice sounds.
"Shi Zhiguang, shelling tactics!"
Shi Zhiguang lights up: "Yes!"
With the sword hilt push in hand, Windmill Sword brings a graceful arc and turns to kill!