Five Elements Heaven

There was no temptation, and the battle instantly became intense.

Song Xiaoqian, whose request for attack was rejected, appeared in the Yinshuang War Department at some unknown time. She had a frosty face, sitting on the back of the snow-white Silver Frost Wolf, and beside her was the flag bearer holding the Silver Frost war flag high. There were about a thousand soldiers gathered behind them, in orderly formation, and small teams were constantly gathering around them like a tide.

The enemy comes too fast and there is no time to complete the entire team.

One thousand people is enough!

Song Xiaoqian's beautiful eyes flashed with cold light, and the silver frost wolf under him suddenly raised its front hooves high. Behind her, the Silver Frost Wolves under all the soldiers made the same move.

When Helian Tianxiao's roar sounded, a thousand silver frost wolves suddenly fell heavily with their thick white front hooves.

Snow-white frost mist filled the air quickly.

A huge and thick wall of ice rose from the ground and appeared directly in front of the camp, also directly in front of the Windmill Sword. Behind the ice wall, the cold fog and frost swirled around, gathering and never dispersing.

Helian Tianxiao's Divine Wolf Division suddenly moved. They turned into more than a dozen groups and ran in both directions. It happened to brush against both sides of the ice wall, and the whole movement was done in one go, without any hesitation.

The sudden appearance of the ice wall had no impact on Ai Hui, who gently turned the hilt of his sword.

One sword causes hundreds of swords to move.

The Buli Sword hanging like a wind chime from the bottom of the Windmill Sword swayed slowly, like a whirlpool of water plants. At this moment, the sword light suddenly shined and roared in unison. Like a full lake suddenly opening its gates, the surging undercurrents converge into a rushing torrent. The low-pitched sword sounds gathered together and suddenly changed into a high-pitched sound, like cranes chirping in the sky!

[Sword Vortex Tianyin] is derived from the idea of ​​[Sword Ringing Bell], but its power has undergone fundamental changes.

The ice wall shook, mist flew up, and countless straight sword marks as thin as hair appeared on the surface, crisscrossing each other.

Song Xiaoqian's expression suddenly changed, but he didn't have time to shout.

The Windmill Sword didn't dodge at all and crashed into the ice wall.

The ice wall shattered suddenly, and countless ice cubes swept across the surrounding area like a heavy rain. The charging Shenlang warriors were like a batch of wheat falling down. The warriors felt as if they had been hit hard by a heavy hammer, and their whole bodies were covered with blood. The astonishing power made them unable to control their bodies, and they were thrown directly from the wolf's back.

Song Xiaoqian suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed a piece of ice that shot out from the cold mist. Fist-sized ice fragments, the cut surface is as smooth as a mirror, as if cut and cut by an unrivaled sharp sword.

Her face was solemn.

The windmill sword broke through the ice wall and plunged into the cold fog and frost, and its speed suddenly stagnated. The rotating cold fog and frost rubbed against the light curtain of the windmill sword, causing sparks to fly. The light screen of the Windmill Sword is thinning at a speed visible to the naked eye. The cold fog and frost have strange corrosive power and seem to have a restraining effect on the light screen.

Ai Hui was indifferent.

What blood cultivators practice is blood spiritual power. Blood spiritual power can only be regarded as peripheral in the spiritual power system, but it is still spiritual power after all, which is higher than Yuan power.

But the battle is never a showdown on paper.

The speed of the windmill sword was as fast as lightning, and the cold fog and ice were still unstoppable. Suddenly, the blade of the windmill sword lightened, and all the obstacles in front of him were eliminated.

A snow-white warhead stands tall and dense.

Without any hesitation, the sword in Ai Hui's hand moved. Like a silent command, the swords in the hands of all the team members 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. That is the light blooming from the swords, coming out through the towers. They are scattered and arranged like the Big Dipper.

Song Xiaoqian's breath was suffocated. She felt that her heart was grasped by an invisible hand, and a strong sense of danger enveloped her whole body.

Her instincts, honed on the battlefield, allowed her to instinctively mobilize all the blood energy in her body, and her body suddenly released a large amount of mist.

A dazzling thick sword light, as fast as lightning, hit her accurately.

Wow!

Ice shards flew, and there was nothing.

Ai Hui's perception was so powerful and his mind was so ethereal that almost the moment he drew his sword, he knew that he was hitting an ice sculpture. At the same time, he locked the opponent's sight and swung the long sword in his hand again.

Another big sword light!

Song Xiaoqian, who had just emerged from the mist, felt extremely dangerous again and was horrified. How did the other party target her? But at this moment, there was no time to think too much. He gritted his teeth and mobilized all the blood energy in his body to turn into mist again.

Wow!

Ice chips were flying everywhere again, and there was nothing in the place, but this time the ice chips were blood red.

The blood cultivators of the Yinshuang War Department had already risen into the air and rushed towards the Windmill Sword!

Each of them had an ice spear in their hands. They soared to the highest point in the air, twisted their waists, exhaled loudly, and threw the ice spear in their hands.

The ice spear rotated at high speed, turned into a stream of light, and roared towards the Windmill Sword.

Each team projected up to a hundred ice spears, hitting the windmill sword's light curtain like a bone-chilling ice rain. The light curtain trembled violently, and the penetrating power of these ice spears was extremely amazing.

The first wave of ice spears had just been released, and the second team had already taken off and threw ice spears.

The ice spears come one after another, like a violent storm!

The windmill sword's light curtain is in danger.

Ai Hui has locked onto Song Xiaofeng's figure again, but at this moment, the light of the Windmill Sword is already in an extremely dangerous situation. Although this sword can kill Song Xiaofeng, it will also expose the Windmill Sword to danger.

In a flash of lightning, Ai Hui made a decision.

The seven sword towers lit up again, and the light from the swords shined through the towers.

【Seven Stars】!

Seven blooming sword lights, like fireworks, suddenly appeared around the windmill sword.

The unprepared Yinshuang soldier ran headlong into Qixing's sword light and fell like a dumpling. But the mist seemed to have spirituality, turning into a soft cushion to catch the fallen soldiers.

The casualties among the soldiers were not great. Except for a dozen who were unlucky and were hit in vital parts, the others were all slightly injured. Minor injuries don't matter to them at all. Their first reaction when they got up was to continue rushing towards the Windmill Sword.

The Seven Stars are not very powerful, but they have a large range. Like a big broom, they sweep down all the enemies around the Windmill Sword from the air.

Shi Zhiguang took the opportunity to press the hilt of the sword violently, and the windmill sword rushed out of the encirclement of Yinshuang War Department. The light curtain that was in danger just now became stable again. The Yinshuang soldiers who had just fallen rushed towards the Windmill Sword madly, but missed.

Shi Zhiguang knew very well that the most powerful thing about the Windmill Sword was not its brilliance, but its speed and flexibility. The boss had warned them more than once that the Windmill Sword was not used to fight head-on with the enemy. In a head-to-head encounter, they are weapons such as hammers and sticks, and the sword moves with ease.

Move away as soon as you touch it, find the enemy's weak point and cut into it, and use it to penetrate the enemy's weakest point.

Shi Zhiguang was not surprised at all. At this moment, he was extremely excited, but he was also very calm-minded.

Ai Hui didn't pause at all, and the long sword moved gracefully.

Swishing, swishing, more than two hundred sword lights danced.

The thick sword light, like a huge whip, fell into the enemy camp. Along the way, tents were torn apart, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and a bloody path was plowed.

The blood cultivators who have formed an organizational system have various means to resist the great sword light. Even if you can't resist it, you can still minimize the damage. But the blood cultivation has not been completed yet. Facing the light of the big sword, there is no resistance at all, just like the fish on the chopping board, you can only let it be slaughtered.

This is the case on the battlefield. Even the magical blood cultivators and masters sometimes have very limited effects. Maintaining order and command in the war department is the top priority of every leader.

Song Xiaoqian's face was livid, half of her body was soaked in blood, and the thick sword light just now caused severe damage to her. But at this time, she seemed unaware and commanded the soldiers to complete the formation faster.

The windmill sword whizzed past, leaving three bloody marks on the camp.

More than thirty blood cultivators were killed directly, and more than fifty blood cultivators were wailing in a pool of blood.

Helian Tianxiao's expression did not waver at all. The casualties of more than a hundred people were insignificant to the Divine Wolf Department and Yinshuang Blood Department. Although this was the largest casualty they had suffered since the war began.

Helian Tianxiao has figured out who is coming!

The Thunder Sword commanded by Ai Hui!

Moreover, with his sharp eyes, he also saw the figures of Shi Xueman, Tie Bingren, etc. on the Windmill Sword, and almost all the backbones of Yuan Xiu's side were on it.

Contempt, he felt naked contempt. All the enemy's subordinates ran to the Divine Wolf camp. What was this but contempt?

However, Helian Tianxiao's mind didn't waver at all at this moment. He only had one thought, he must keep the enemy behind!

The strange weapons and unexpected fighting methods made his eyes shine. Precisely because he had never seen such a strange fighting method, all of Helian Tianxiao's arrangements came to nothing.

So far, they were at an absolute disadvantage, leaving behind hundreds of corpses and wounded, while the enemy remained unscathed.

Helian Tianxiao didn't care at all.

All the important figures of the opponent are on top. As long as the enemy is defeated, it will be a battle. Not to mention hundreds of casualties, no matter how many casualties our side pays, even if the divine wolf is disabled, the deal will not be a loss.

The windmill sword broke through the half-raised blood curtain and penetrated the entire camp.

"do not run!"

"They want to escape!"

The surrounding generals were yelling curses, and Helian Tianxiao suddenly said: "Get ready, the enemy is coming again!"

The others were stunned, and then anger appeared on their faces.

Helian Tianxiao was able to keep calm, but the other generals could not. The enemy came directly to the door, but they did not stop them. The entire camp was torn apart by the enemy. There were corpses and wounded everywhere on the ground, as if the enemy had stepped directly on their faces.

The Divine Wolf is a group of arrogant soldiers, how can they swallow this breath?

Helian Tianxiao said in a deep voice: "Each team is dispersed, mainly due to lag. We must entangle the enemy and let the opponent's speed slow down. As long as the enemy's speed slows down, it will be a turtle in the urn."

"yes!"

The crowd roared, and the Divine Wolf Tribe dispersed. Each team had about a hundred people, and they were swimming slowly.

On the windmill sword, everyone felt like they were in a dream and couldn't believe what they were seeing.

This...did this penetrate the enemy camp?

They actually penetrated the enemy camp!

The headquarters of the Divine Wolf Tribe and the Silver Frost Blood Tribe!

Ai Hui's expression was as usual, his heart was calm, the sword in his hand was lowered, and a cold voice sounded.

"Shi Zhiguang, shelling tactics!"

Shi Zhiguang's eyes lit up: "Yes!"

Pushing the hilt of the sword in his hand, the windmill sword drew a graceful arc and turned back to kill!