Chapter 120, Thunderball
The remaining more than 100 Dark Flame enemy troops were soon unable to resist the attack of the Thousand Crane Trainees, but the Dark Flame Army was extremely strong, and although it was defeated, none of them wanted to escape, but continued to entangle with the Thousand Crane Trainees, waiting for reinforcements to arrive.
"We must fight quickly!" Ji Fengyu also saw the other party's plan, and pointed to a dark flame battle array in front of him with his hand, sending out all the remaining firebirds, wanting to concentrate his firepower and destroy a group of dark flame enemy troops.
There were still hundreds of firebirds left, fluttering their wings of flame and flying forward, and the gathered Dark Flame Sergeants finally showed a look of despair, and the light of the battle array faded, waiting for death to come.
At this moment, a large group of dark flame sergeants came out of the woods, all of them with bright armor, obviously higher than normal sergeants, and there was a big flag in the middle, with a big word "general" written on it.
A gold-edged black-armored man came out of the crowd, crossed his arms in front of him, and a cyan shield appeared in time, becoming bigger and bigger, blocking all the dark flame sergeants just now, and the firebird controlled by Ji Fengyu hit the shield and burst out countless flames, except for causing ripples, the shield did not change at all.
"Oh no, I actually met the Dark Flame Lord!" Tang Lang felt bitter in his mouth, he was really afraid of anything, so he hurriedly shouted: "Give me a hurry back!"
Some of the sober-minded Chizuru students stopped and slowly retreated back, but there were still a few people who had already lost their heads and rushed straight in the direction of the "general" flag.
"Bold, you actually dare to attack my Li Feng Commander, can you be impatient?" A group of men and horses rushed out of the Dark Flame Army, the number of which was only six or seven, but the evil aura on his body was surging to the sky, as if he had rushed out of the sea of blood in the corpse mountain.
These six or seven people put on a triangular formation, spinning like a windmill, and every time they came into contact with the Thousand Crane students, they would tear several people to pieces, and after counting the breaths, all the Thousand Crane students who had no time to retreat were cut into minced meat.
It was Liang Qiugang, the lieutenant general of the Li Feng Legion, who bumped into Tang Lang and the others, and when he saw his subordinates opening their banners victoriously, he got carried away and said: "I thought there was some powerful character in Tianqing, it turned out to be some little cubs who didn't have any hair, it was really a waste of Lao Tzu's efforts!"
The dozens of people led by Liang Qiugang were all elites under his tent, and they just casually went there to stop, and the momentum emanating from their bodies had already frightened the Qianhe students.
Tang Lang didn't dare to let the morale fall to the bottom, and while the six or seven pro-soldiers just now had not yet returned, he jumped out of the crowd, raised his hand is a "Thunder Dragon Palm", and shouted in his mouth: "The people who killed us want to leave, it's not so easy!"
A wind dragon roared and swept six or seven Dark Flame soldiers into the storm, and Liang Qiugang's face changed: "You actually dare to sneak attack my soldiers under my nose, when I don't exist?"
Liang Qiugang removed the cyan shield, like a strange bird pounced, his palms stirred again and again, and countless black clouds flew out from between his hands, but the target of his attack was not to rescue his subordinates, but to target Tang Lang.
Without waiting for the black clouds to drift closer, Tang Lang waved his hands forward, and the wind dragon wrapped six or seven Dark Flame soldiers and flew towards the black clouds. Just as soon as they came into contact with the edge of the black cloud, the few Dark Flame soldiers let out a series of screams, and they were swallowed by the black cloud until only a dry skeleton remained.
"What a vicious martial art!" Tang Lang secretly screamed in his heart, and his hands flew even faster
The wind dragon swept past the edge of the black cloud, flew backwards for more than ten zhang, and rushed towards the black cloud at a faster speed.
"It's a good time!" Liang Qiugang shouted, his arms continued to be raised high, and large black clouds continued to float out of his body, and the wind dragon quickly disappeared as if it had plunged into a black pile of cotton.
"How about it? Xingluo Demon Cloud can devour everything, Tianqing thief, see what tricks you have to resist? Let's die obediently!" Liang Qiugang clasped his hands together, the black cloud above his head turned into a big mouth, and he opened his mouth wide to swallow Tang Lang.
"Dodge!" Ji Fengyu pushed Tang Lang aside from behind, summoned several times more firebirds than before, gathered into a red cloud, and rushed into the black cloud of Liang Qiugang like a moth to a fire, although it would still be swallowed by the black cloud, but it was also blocked in place, and they couldn't hold each other.
Seeing that his own main general had already fought with the leader of the other party, the remaining personal soldiers of Dark Flame were not to be outdone, and pounced on the Thousand Crane students like wolves and tigers, because of the blow just now, these students were already a little discouraged, and they couldn't even maintain the conical battle formation.
Tang Lang didn't dare to let the Thousand Crane students be wantonly slaughtered, and roared with all his might: "The sky is thundering!" All the menacing Dark Flame soldiers in the future were shrouded.
A cloud of purple and blue thunder light appeared between Tang Lang's arms, and a four-like thunder beast drilled out of it, more hideous than the last time, thunder flashed constantly on the scale armor, and there was a miniature black thunder ball between the two horns on the top of his head, giving people a feeling of extreme danger.
Liang Qiugang didn't expect that an inconspicuous kid on the other party would be able to make such a sharp move, even if he didn't dare to guarantee that he could easily resist it. In a hurry, the black clouds above his head had a tendency to dissipate, which frightened him to quickly concentrate on maintaining the offensive, but he shouted angrily: "Little thief, stop quickly! If not, I will break you into ten thousand pieces!"
Ji Fengyu had a good understanding of the situation on the field, and summoned more firebirds to impact the opponent's black clouds without stopping, not giving Liang Qiugang any chance to rescue his subordinates.
Every time he used the "Thunder Boom", the feeling was different, but this time Tang Lang actually felt a faint connection between himself and the Thunder Beast, as long as his eyes looked at the Dark Flame pro-soldier on the other side, and a killing intent appeared in his heart, the Thunder Beast not far away could immediately feel his mind, followed by raising his arrogant head, shaking the scales of his body, his four hooves were churning, his long mane was flying, and he was head-on towards the Dark Flame pro-soldier.
Dark Flame's own soldiers have experienced a hundred battles, knowing that this move is not trivial, they immediately divided into two rows and stood in columns, the latter put his hands on the shoulders of the former, and conveyed the spiritual power to the comrades in front of him, so that one by one the spiritual power was gathered in the bodies of the two people in front.
The spiritual power of these two people was far beyond the scope of bearing, and they became bloody, their whole body was full of green muscles, and the pores of their arms were sprayed with blood mist, which could not be suppressed, and they let out a painful roar, their hands were raised flat in front of their chests, and all the flesh and blood of the ten fingers exploded, and two waves of white qi vented out of their bodies.
The white air wave condensed into an angry lion in mid-air, a pair of copper bell-like lions stared at the oncoming thunder beast, the blood basin let out an earth-shattering roar, the strong hind limbs glared hard, and the huge body and the thunder beast collided with a "boom", tearing each other up.
In the past, as long as Tang Lang used this move, the other party would often turn into ashes immediately, but he didn't expect that the Dark Flame pro-soldiers could gather dozens
If the power of human beings resists, they can only continue to increase the output of spiritual power and increase the power of the thunder beast.
A steady stream of spiritual power was injected into the thunder beast's body, not making it radiant, but instead making it pitch black as ink, and the thunder light on the scale armor was all collected into the black thunder ball between the two horns above its head. The thunderbeast swung its head slightly, and the black thunderball floated slowly towards the white angry lion.
As soon as the black thunderball, which was only the size of a fist, left the twin horns of the thunder beast, the hearts of everyone except Tang Lang couldn't stop trembling, as if they were being targeted by a peerless beast, and they just wanted to pull their legs and run away.
As Tang Lang's opponent, the dozens of dark flame soldiers were the closest, and the impact was also the most strong, the whole person was shocked by the thunderball and couldn't move, the spiritual power transmission between each other was immediately terminated, and the two leaders lost their spiritual power support, and the "bang" exploded into a cloud of blood mist, and the white angry lion let out a wail and dissipated in the air......
The Thunder Beast made a contemptuous look, as if mocking the opponent's indiscretion, lowered its head, and shot a Thunder Snake from each of its horns, piercing the hearts of the two rows of Dark Flame soldiers.
Seeing that all his own soldiers were killed, Liang Qiugang's eyes were bloodshot and turned red, and he said with gritted teeth: "What a vicious thief!" But he was entangled by Ji Fengyu and had no other means than cursing.
The battlefield changed rapidly, and the side of the Dark Flame that had the upper hand just now was reversed again, and all the powerful pro-soldiers were given the heads, and the Qianhe students also recovered some morale, and under the leadership of Jiang Dali and others, they were strangled with the remaining pursuers before.
Tang Lang squinted his eyes and looked at Liang Qiugang, although this person was already angry with himself, but his every move and style was still disciplined, on the other hand, Ji Fengyu was constantly consuming spiritual power all the way, although he did not show defeat, but he was already a little reluctant.
"This person must be killed as soon as possible, otherwise no one will be able to leave!" Although the thunder beast controlled by Tang Lang has lost the killing move of the thunder ball, its huge body is still not to be underestimated, and it immediately turned around, taking advantage of the fact that the other party was completely defenseless, and hit it straight from behind, turning into a thunderbolt that engulfed Liang Qiugang in it.
"Ah...... Ah......h
Ji Fengyu comprehended, and also controlled the remaining more than 100 firebirds to fly towards Liang Qiugang from all directions, wanting to kill him with one blow.
At the moment of life and death, Liang Qiugang gritted his teeth and said, "You forced me! I sucked!" He actually opened his mouth and sucked all the black clouds that had not completely dissipated into his mouth, and his whole face oozed black gas.
Seeing that his body swelled up as if inflated, there seemed to be countless small insects drilling under his skin, and his flesh and blood began to gradually turn dark cyan, gradually exuding a bit of metallic luster.
"Ahem...... It hurts!But it's powerful!" Liang Qiugang endured the boundless pain while experiencing the rapid increase in strength, and looked at Tang Lang as if he was staring at a dead man.
Liang Qiugang's previous strength was similar to Ji Fengyu's, and it should be between the first and second rank martial artists, but in the blink of an eye, he had risen to above the fifth rank martial arts, and he was still improving.
"What's going on?" Tang Lang was stunned.
"He's already turned on the power of the bloodline!damn it!" Ji Fengyu had a ghostly expression.