Chapter 1303: Order Troops Again!

Chapter 1303

Rumble!

A deafening loud sound resounded from heaven and earth at this time, and the huge dragon claws also slapped mercilessly on the overwhelming war pattern sword shadow at this time.

At the moment of collision, that space suddenly collapsed, as if a black hole had been formed.

The dragon's claw slapped down, and an extremely strong aura of destruction was entwined on it, and the moment the claw slapped down, I saw the sword shadows that were extremely domineering to the extreme, and they suddenly shattered.

Click! Click!

The sound of the sword shadow shattering kept ringing, and the bright points of light flew all over the sky.

When Na Wutong saw this scene, his eyelids couldn't help jumping, obviously he didn't expect that Mu Chen's offensive this time would be so strong.

"Hmph, I don't believe it, you can break through my ten thousand sword shadows!" Wu Tong gritted his teeth, and without hesitation, he urged the sword shadow in the sky, and shot towards the dragon claw fiercely.

Bang!

The dragon claw and the endless sword shadow continued to be hard, but under the crazy impact of the sword shadow, the speed of the dragon claw shot was also slowed down, and the dense war patterns on it also began to dim.

Seeing this scene, a sneer appeared above Wu Tong's face, but his sneer didn't last long before it solidified again.

Because he saw that the dragon claw with a destructive aura, although it was blocked by countless sword shadows, it still maintained a slow but firm speed, and slammed at the area where he was.

"Why is this guy's fighting spirit so condensed?!"

Wu Tong's pupils shrank slightly, if it was in terms of the number of war lines, it should actually be that he wanted to have a little upper hand, but obviously, Mu Chen's battle intent was more tenacious than his side!

In a sense, isn't this the fighting intent of the Xuanlong Army controlled by Mu Chen, which is better than him in terms of quality?

As soon as he thought of this, Wu Tong's face turned blue, which he absolutely did not want to admit.

Below that, the commander of the Xuanlong Army also looked up at Mu Chen with a little surprise, as the commander of the Xuanlong Army, he knew too much about the Xuanlong battle intent, and naturally felt that Mu Chen was more handy than Wutong when controlling the Xuanlong battle intent.

The number of Xuanlong battle patterns is about the same, but there is no doubt that the Xuanlong battle intent condensed by Mu Chen is more tenacious and pure.

In the sky, Mu Chen looked at the dragon claw that was still slowly approaching Wutong under the crazy interception of countless sword shadows, and suddenly took a deep breath, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

Rumble!

The dragon claw suddenly clenched at this time, directly forming a dragon fist, and the battle intent on it was vast and rushing, as if it was endless, exuding an indescribable rage.

"Crush me!"

Mu Chen let out a low shout, and the dragon fist punched out, and in the next moment, countless sword shadows in front of him actually exploded violently at this time.

Snort!

The dragon fist's domineering and incomparable tearing sword shadow attack, although the dragon fist was also covered with sword marks, it still carried a terrifying force, appeared above Wutong, and smashed down mercilessly.

The shadow shrouded from the sky, and Wu Tong's complexion also changed again, and then he gritted his teeth, his palms together, and the seal changed wildly.

Buzzing!

The majestic sea of battle intent in the rear was surging wildly at this time, and then quickly turned into layers of battle intent light shields, blocking under the dragon fist.

Bang!

The huge dragon fist slammed into the layers of heavy mountain-like battle intent light shields, shattering them layer by layer, but at the same time as the smashing, the war streaks on the dragon fist were also rapidly dimming, and that was because the battle intent was consumed.

In just a few breaths, Wutong condensed hundreds of battle intent light shields, but they were all destroyed by the dragon fist, but when the last battle intent light shield was shattered, the dragon fist also reached its limit, and when there were still dozens of zhang away from the top of Wutong's head, it exploded...

Hum.

The impact of the dragon fist shattering still shook Wu Tong with a muffled snort, his hair was scattered, his clothes were torn, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

"Are you still blocked?" Seeing this scene, Mu Chen's eyes were also slightly condensed, his offensive was almost the strongest blow he could urge at this time, but he didn't expect that he was still blocked by Wutong at the last moment.

This guy is obviously also unexpectedly tricky.

At this time, Wu Tong saw that he was forced by Mu Chen to be so embarrassed, his face was gloomy and terrifying, and he stared at Mu Chen from afar, as if he was going to devour people.

Originally, he thought that if he wanted to deal with Mu Chen, he should be able to catch it, but after the fight, he found that this opponent, whom he had never cared about before, was so difficult.

This made him feel a trace of regret in his heart, if he knew that this was the case, no matter how big the price he paid, he should not let De Muchen enter this space.

"No matter what, I must obtain the Xuanlong Army!" Wu Tong's eyes flashed with a devouring cold light, and the appearance of his eyes was no longer able to solve Mu Chen's problems by normal means.

"Since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill you today!"

Wu Tong's face became hideous, and then he bit his teeth slightly, and an elixir hidden in his teeth was quietly swallowed into his throat.

Rumble!

When the pill entered his abdomen, Wu Tong's body shook violently, and he felt a powerful force burst out from his body, and even his will was climbing wildly at this time.

The pill he swallowed was called "Battle Will Pill", as the name suggests, it can boost his own fighting spirit, but although this effect is extremely strong, it has sequelae, and if he is not careful, his will will cannot be stabilized, and even his own sanity will be destroyed.

Wu Tong's eyes were red, he resisted the sharp pain and dizziness in his mind, and then his hands suddenly sealed, and in the next moment, a powerful and incomparable thought swept out, once again enveloping the Xuanlong Army below.

He was going to order troops again!

Whoa!

And under the shroud of his thoughts, he saw that there were figures rising into the sky below, and in just a few breaths, nearly a thousand Xuanlong warriors joined the army behind Wu Tong.

"Huh?"

Seeing this, the burly man frowned slightly, obviously he was also aware of Wutong's sudden surge of thoughts, but according to his expectations, the Xuanlong warriors that Wutong and Mu Chen could control at this time should only be about a thousand.

"How is it possible?!" Mu Chen's pupils also shrank sharply when he saw this scene, the previous fight with Wu Tong had already made him understand the latter's ability, with Wu Tong's ability, it was impossible to control two thousand Xuanlong warriors!

If you force it, you will only be destroyed by that powerful battle intent.

He frowned and looked at Wu Tong, seeing the latter's red gaze, and vaguely guessed that Wu Tong should have used some kind of secret method to boost his will, otherwise, he would not have been able to order another thousand Xuanlong warriors.

"Boy, I see how you fight me this time!"

Two thousand Xuanlong warriors, such a strong battle intent soared into the sky, which actually made this piece of heaven and earth distorted, and the battle intent behind Wu Tong at this time was obviously twice as strong as before!

He smiled fiercely at Mu Chen, raised his hand, and suddenly volleyed into the air.

Rumble!

The sky shook, and only a huge rainbow of battle intent was seen, which suddenly burst out from the sea of battle intent behind Wu Tong, piercing through the space, and mercilessly bombarded Mu Chen.

Seeing this, Mu Chen's hands hurriedly sealed, and a dragon claw condensed from the surging battle intent again, slapping towards the rainbow of battle intent that shot out.

Bang!

The two collided, but this time, the Battle Intent Dragon Claw was directly blasted apart by that rainbow of light.

Mu Chen's eyes sank, and the martial arts at this time were terrifyingly strong, and he had obviously completely surpassed him.

"Haha, weren't you very proud before?!" Seeing that Mu Chen was completely suppressed, Wu Tong couldn't help laughing wildly, and when his sleeve robe waved, he saw a series of battle intent continuous bursts of outbursts, shaking the sky, and roaring away at Mu Chen.

And under Wutong's violent offensive, although Mu Chen urged the battle intent to block with all his might, he was still losing and retreating, and the majestic battle intent like clouds in the rear was gradually becoming thinner.

At this time, he was obviously showing defeat.

Below that, the burly man looked at Mu Chen, who was suddenly defeated, and his brows were also furrowed, in fact, he also felt that Wutong should have used some kind of secret method, but they didn't set too clear rules before, just in terms of victory or defeat.

In this world, there are many unfairness, and sometimes, only the result is the most important.

On the square, many soldiers of the Xuanlong Army also sighed with some regret, because they were pregnant with dragon blood, they were actually more inclined to Mu Chen, but they were soldiers, and they would only obey the final victor after all...

If Mu Chen can't win, it means that there is no fate with them, and since this is the case, it can't be forced.

Boom! Boom!

One after another, the battle intent pierced through the sky, destroying Mu Chen's battle intent defense to pieces, and later, the battle intent cloud became even thinner, as if it was about to dissipate.

However, no one noticed that although Mu Chen was defeated and thrilled, his face still did not show much panic, and in his dark eyes, there was a cold light gradually condensing.

The palm of his sleeve was even more imprinted, as if he was waiting for something.

"Boy, kneel down now, maybe I can still spare your life!" Wu Tong stood up, looked up to the sky and laughed, his expression was hideous, at this time, he was obviously already winning.

With two thousand Xuanlong warriors in his hand, the condensed battle intent is not something that Mu Chen's side can compete with at all.

However, in the face of his wild laughter, Mu Chen smiled back with contempt.

"Then you're going to die!"

Wu Tong smiled cruelly, and without hesitation, his hands were together, and the vast battle intent suddenly turned into a huge war spear of hundreds of thousands of zhang in the sky above it, and on the spear body, the number of war patterns alone was as high as eight and a half million!

With such a number of war paints, even the powerhouses of the Earth Supreme Great Perfection would have to flee when they heard the wind!

Mu Chen looked at the huge war spear that spanned the sky, and suddenly his fingers trembled, and then, a smile like relief appeared on his handsome face.

"Finally free your hands..."

He raised his head, smiled at Wu Tong, who was full of hideous faces, and said, "This time I will teach you a lesson... If you talk too much about fighting people in the future, you will regret it. ”

As soon as his voice fell, the seal that had been formed in his sleeve suddenly changed.

"One gasification and three clearances!"

Poof!

When the seal method was formed, I saw that the space around him suddenly distorted, and in the next moment, two figures flashed out of thin air, and it was the black and white Mu Chen.

And the first time they appeared, they sat directly in the air, and then, there was a thought swept away, and a low cheer suddenly resounded between the heaven and the earth.

"Soldiers!"

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... (To be continued.) )