Qin Emperor

Behind him, there were at least four warriors whose fighting spirit had reached the level of the junior level of Green Level, and those behind him were all at least intermediate and high level of Green Level. For a moment, the scene of one hundred and fifty warriors simultaneously releasing fighting spirit above green level was truly shocking. Fighting energy was flying in the air, and the fifty magicians at the back had already begun chanting their spells.

Compared with the dazzling brilliance here, the three hundred warriors on the other side seemed unfazed. Among them, one hundred epee warriors dragged their swords in their right hands and took solid steps. On both wings, there were one hundred spear warriors who raised their spears. Following the footsteps of the epee warrior, he faced the opponent. The epee warrior was led by Ye Hongyan, who had greeted Ye Yinzhu and Westdorf earlier.

Ye Hongyan's expression was very calm. Like the soldiers on his side, he did not release any fighting spirit from his body. Faced with the pressure of fighting spirit of the 150 regiments that exceeded the green level, they did not have any emotional fluctuations and just remained silent. Welcoming him.

The distance between the two sides is gradually closing. Three hundred meters, two hundred and fifty meters, two hundred meters, one hundred and fifty meters, fifty meters.

When the distance reached one hundred meters, the momentum of the soldiers on Oliveira's side had reached its peak, especially Oliveira, who was a sharp sword. The blue fighting spirit on the wooden sword burned like a flame. Ye Yinzhu could clearly tell that after the battle in Konya City, Oliveira's fighting spirit had improved through practice.

Fifty meters, what can be done at this distance? In the sky, countless magic lights lit up, and at that time there were clusters of green fireballs. Fireball, among the fire magic, is a relatively simple one. But the green-level fireball, although the spell is equally simple. The expendable magic power and its own power have become different. Fifty magicians released fifty green-level fireballs at the same time. This kind of power and destructive power can only be described as terrifying. Those are fifty intermediate-level magics! This was obviously arranged by Oliveira, otherwise how could these young magicians who had been put together temporarily use the same magic in such a tacit understanding?

Seedorf glanced at Oliveira in surprise, but he remained calm and had no intention of stopping the battle in front of him. He would not be ignorant of the damage that fifty intermediate magics can bring if he is an ordinary soldier. Not to mention three hundred people, even three thousand people would be dead or injured more than half. But at this time he. But still no action was taken.

Ye Yinzhu didn't move either, because his intuition told him. Those three hundred soldiers were anything but simple. From their perseverance and perseverance, we can see that they are a refined lion. Even if their number is only three hundred.

Cut—— Ye Hongyan shouted and suddenly raised the heavy sword in his hand. He raised it when the distance between the two sides was still fifty meters.

Cut—— A hundred loud shouts sounded at the same time, and the ninety-nine epee warriors behind him raised their wooden swords at the same time. They had not released any light of fighting spirit before, but at this time they released yellow fighting spirit at the same time. Ye Yinzhu was surprised to find out the level of fighting spirit of these warriors. They are all yellow-level mid-level. Except for the leader Ye Hongyan,

There is no longer a master of vomiting.

Dou Qi threw the sword out. The yellow-level fighting spirit turned into a battle light, and instantly condensed above the heads of the one hundred epee warriors, and the fierce iron-blooded killing energy filled the air instantly. Taking the fighting spirit released by Ye Hongyan as the source. A hundred war lights miraculously merged into one in the air and turned into a giant sword with a length of more than thirty meters. As Ye Hongyan swung the wooden sword in his hand, the giant sword fell through the air.

The color of the giant sword is purple, and it is not lavender, but deep purple.

After integrating Lily, Ye Yinzhu was shocked, and Li Sha, who had retreated to the shade of the tree, was also shocked. Yellow-level warriors are already considered outstanding among ordinary people, but they are nothing compared to the truly powerful. But these one hundred yellow-level warriors showed extremely powerful and destructive power. That is not the fusion of pure fighting spirit, because even if the fighting spirit of the same attribute is released, it is impossible to produce such a complementary and superimposed fusion effect after releasing the fighting light. There is a special factor interspersed in this. It is precisely because of this special factor that the fighting light they emitted can be completely integrated. As for what this special factor was, Ye Yinzhu suddenly understood when the giant sword that was several times larger than the amethyst giant sword was slashed.

That is not a simple factor, it is formed by the fusion of the same fighting will, concerted efforts, and the same surging iron-blooded murderous aura. The battle light itself is a powerful attack driven by fighting spirit driven by fighting spirit. Although the strength of will is not the key to whether the battle light is strong or not, will is the most important component of a warrior. When one hundred rays of equally strong fighting spirit gather together, when those one hundred rays of murderous aura merge into one, their fighting radiance merges, producing an extremely powerful attack effect.

Oliveira was shocked, and the one hundred and forty-nine soldiers behind him were also shocked. They never expected that these infantrymen who were looked down upon by them before and were just from the army could actually perform such a powerful attack. ability.

One hundred and fifty green fighting spirits lit up at the same time. Driven by the blue wooden sword, they had no other choice. Facing the crisis, these one hundred and fifty carefully selected warriors did not hesitate to fully release their fighting spirit, because this was their only chance.

The fifty green fireballs did not stop. On the contrary, they shot at the three hundred soldiers at a faster speed to surround Wei and save Zhao. As long as these fifty intermediate magic can work, then what our soldiers will face will be The crisis was naturally resolved. However, there were only one hundred heavy sword warriors who launched the sword attack, and on both sides of them, there were two hundred spear warriors guarding them.

Stab—— Someone shouted, and all the spears were raised at the same time.

Two hundred spears, each group of four, also had yellow battle rays. When four battle rays of the same level merged together, the halo of the battle rays had turned into dark green. Fifty battle lights met fifty green fireballs as the purple giant sword fell from the sky.

The dark green battle light can disintegrate the generally green-level fireball technique without any difficulty. Among intermediate magics, fireball is not the strongest. But the purple giant sword in the air had already reached the heads of Oliveira and his companions.

The huge pressure made it difficult for them to breathe. The pressure brought by the giant sword has reached about the sixth level of purple level. It was hard to imagine that an attack with such a large coverage and such powerful power could be unleashed by a group of yellow-level warriors. Boiling - Teng - Wen - Learner's hand beat

Oliveira would never be willing to fail. He roared angrily, and suddenly raised the heavy sword in his hand. The blue-level fighting spirit in his body almost exploded in an instant, like a ball of dazzling blue light, and he took the lead in bombarding the purple giant sword. .

From the perspective of individual strength, each of the 150 warriors on Oliveira's side possesses green-level strength, while their opponents are 100 warriors with only yellow-level strength. The strength is not equal at all. But at this moment, when the attack was launched in the battle formation, the result became completely different.

Green-level fighting energy followed the blue light wielded by Oliveira, but there was no coordination between them. They saw the green light lighting up one after another, matching their opponents' uniform movements and solemn murderous aura. , forming a sharp contrast.

Countless roars sounded almost at the same time. At the same time as the fighting spirit of both sides collided, the purple giant sword in the air suddenly changed from a slash to a horizontal strike. When blue level encounters purple level, there will be no other ending than being broken. Like a giant hammer falling from the sky, Oliveira's fighting spirit was first defeated. Then, the rising green light hit the bottom of the purple giant sword like a sea tide, but how could the individual strength compete with it? What about group confrontation?

With the last huge roar, one hundred and fifty people on Oliveira's side bloomed from the center, and the figures were scattered in all directions by the tyrannical fighting spirit. Oliveira, who was drained of fighting spirit, was the first to bear the brunt. He flew dozens of meters away and spat out a stream of blood arrows from his mouth. Although he was not fatally injured, he had no strength to fight anymore.

Under the wide purple giant sword, at least more than 80 of the 150 warriors lost their ability to resist like Oliveira. Most of the other survivors on the periphery also lost their lives in the strong shock of fighting spirit. ability. But at this moment, the spear warriors who had dealt with the fireballs in the air started to move.

The two wings flew together, like two black lightnings, piercing into Oliveira's formation from both sides at an astonishing speed. Although the spears were replaced by wooden sticks, in the hands of these black iron elite warriors, they were as sharp as dragons emerging from the water. Their awe-inspiring murderous aura and crazy iron-blooded fighting spirit could only be tempered on a real battlefield.

The twenty spear warriors immediately restrained all the magicians. They understood Seedorf's orders very clearly, so the fragile bodies of these magicians were immediately treated by the long sticks, and they were knocked down one by one. On the ground, he let out a scream. The remaining 180 spear warriors immediately surrounded the green-level warriors who still had some combat effectiveness. At least it was a situation of two fighting one, and with less than half of the opponents standing, there was no suspense in this battle.

The coordination of the wooden sticks in the hands of the black iron warriors is not exquisite, but it is extremely direct. If one hits the head, the other will sweep the legs. They are extremely skillful in cooperating with each other, and they are sure to rescue the enemy when attacking.