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The addition of the Shadow Legion completely collapsed the already chaotic coalition team. [Full text reading]

The more than 800 people who had been crushed by the demonic beasts, were killed by Xiao Qiang and the warriors, and now they were surrounded by the shadow army, and there was no hope of victory.

"Surrender the gun, don't kill" Xiao Qiang's strange shout echoed in the bloody fog, and the enemy warriors who had lost their fighting spirit still understood, and threw away the weapons in their hands one after another, and squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands.

It seems that no matter which world, the way to surrender is the same.

The Assassins who dragged behind kept putting soft ropes on the bodies of those who surrendered, and although the ropes were just ordinary leather and did not have any binding power, no one dared to resist and break free.

Huo Biao looked at the collapsed troops, shocked and angry, he knew that the troops were finished, the defeat was decided, although he was unwilling, but it could not be recovered.

When he wanted to escape, it was too late, and his own shadow was in front of him, holding the same Xuan soldiers as him, fighting with him in the same way, this scene was extremely strange.

Although the shadow warrior only has 30% of Huo Biao's force, it is enough to hold Huo Biao back.

Soon, a large number of shadow warriors floated towards him, cut him and the two elders, and besieged him.

With a snort, the shadow opposite him suddenly struck out a lightning divine fist, which was extremely fast, and Huo Biao did not dare to take it hard, and hurriedly dodged it.

With another snort, the shadow on the opposite side held a long sword, and a blue and red sword light slashed at him like lightning, making him almost hit.

Xiao Qiang humiliated me, and even his shadow came to humiliate me

Huo Biao stared at his blood-red eyes, gritted his teeth, and the Evil Moon Scimitar in his hand cut out two arc-shaped knife lights, directly splitting the shadow into four pieces.

However, after his sword flashed, the four shadows were re-spliced together, that is, the left fist and the right hand sword, which entangled Huo Biao.

Huo Biao was shocked in his heart and roared angrily. The semicircular scimitars of both hands set off a wave of knives and rolled towards the shadow.

The strength of the shadow warrior is directly proportional to the soul power of the shadow master, the stronger Xiao Qiang's soul power, the stronger the shadow, and the shadow in front of him has at least sixty percent of Xiao Qiang's strength. And it has some wisdom, so it can be reshaped.

Huo Biao and the two elders who were caught in the bitter battle both regretted it a little. They simply thought that the priesthood was over, so the clergy of the tribe became ornaments and were repeatedly ostracized.

In the current situation, only the power of the priest's faith can be used, and only a large purification technique can dispel all shadows.

The battle was over, half of the more than eight hundred coalition troops died, all the rest surrendered, and more than five hundred shadows formed a large army. Surrounded the three patriarchs and Huo Biao, and attacked one after another.

Even if they wanted to pull a cushion, they didn't have a chance, because Xiao Qiang and they had already left the battlefield, and in the entire position, except for a few of them, the rest were all shadows

Poof

One of Huo Biao's arms was shattered by a river of swords, and his scimitar also shattered Luo Tiancheng's shadow.

Huo Biao twitched in pain. glared at Xiao Qiang viciously, and said angrily: "Xiao Qiang, let me let a few arms, dare you duel with me"

Xiao Qiang was stunned and frowned, "Patriarch, you have already broken an arm. Give me another arm, that's what it means."

Huo Biao just wanted to drag Xiao Qiang to die before he died, so he ridiculed each other, who would have thought that Xiao Qiang was not only not fooled, but also took the opportunity to humiliate him.

Huo Biao was furious, and when he saw the shadow of Xiao Qiang, who was still lingering, drifting towards him again, he couldn't help but roar angrily. One-armed wielding a half-wheeled scimitar, rolled towards the shadow.

bang

A familiar flash of fire flashed and slashed through his throat, and blood gushed out wildly, splashing on the shadow in front of him.

The shadow was a tall and thin elder, and the shadow was also thin and tall, standing numbly in front of Huo Biao, and as soon as he raised his hand, another sword light pierced Huo Biao's heart.

The two elders of the "Patriarch" were covered in blood, and after seeing Huo Biao's death, they couldn't help but let out a roar of grief and indignation.

With a whoosh, a cyan arrow flew from the hillside like lightning, piercing the throat of the tall and thin elder with precision, and at the same time as the elder died, the shadow that killed Huo Biao also shattered.

Xiao Qiang stood on the hillside with a bow in one hand, and the bow and arrow in his hand was the one that sent Lan Yi for the first time.

Although Xiao Qiang was not an assassin and had not deliberately practiced archery, with his realm, it was not difficult to shoot a bow and arrow at the target.

The two elders of the Red Moon Tribe had already suffered a great injury when they summoned the nine-headed demon dog, and they had experienced a tragic battle, and they were already at the end of the crossbow, if they were placed in normal times, how could they be pierced by Xiao Qiang

The other elder was also shot to death by Xiao Qiang, and the remaining three patriarchs were hacked to death by the shadow army, and at this point, all the battles were over.

More than 400 captives crouched on the ground, their eyes full of horror and confusion, as if they still felt that everything was too unreal, like a nightmare.

They mobilized their troops to come, not only with an army of 2,000, but also with an army of 400 monsters, and an army of 2,000 undead to help.

They were full of confidence, thinking that they would be able to conquer the White Moon Tribe without much effort, and they would be able to make a strong mark on their samurai career.

But they never thought that the end that awaited them was a fiasco

Under the White Bone Slope, Xiao Qiang wiped out two thousand troops alone, on the ice plate, the Warcraft Legion was destroyed, the ice flower position, the disaster caused by the iceberg buried them with a thousand people, the Blood Moon Seven Evil Array, two hundred warriors were slaughtered, and in the Blood Mist Array, four patriarchs, two elders, and four hundred warriors all died on the spot

A series of nightmares, like a tight rope, wrapped around them, tightening tighter and tighter, as if there was an invisible hand in the underworld, pulling them to the brink of defeat and death.

The owner of that hand is called Xiao Qiang

The captives looked at Xiao Qiang standing solemnly on the hillside, and the clear white bar on the young man's forehead, and a word came to their minds almost at the same time: demon

Xiao Qiang looked at the corpses everywhere, the hillside that was red and blackened by blood, he was relieved, he couldn't help but collapse for a while, and suddenly stabbed Xuanmo into the sky, and said loudly: "Invincible"

More than a hundred White Moon Warriors burst into tears and their hearts were agitated, and at the same time raised their weapons to the sky, and at the same time roared, "Invincible"

They couldn't believe it, they had won, almost all of the invading enemy had been annihilated, and most of them had survived, it was a miracle

The miracle was brought about by a young man, a young man with a bar, whose name was the god of war to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation