The sun was shining, the gentle light was shining through the woods, and it was another sunny day.

For the battle situation, the three 10,000-strong captains who commanded the battle were also becoming more and more irritable!

Although the battlefield looks chaotic, the good news is that the legion has only one goal: to slaughter the square!

It is precisely because of this that the three of them are becoming more and more depressed.

Looking up at the sky, the sun was high and it was noticeably close to noon.

This kind of battle has actually lasted for nearly half a day!

Evil Night's tactics were very correct, and no one in the Soul Academy was killed! Although there was some chaos, there was order in the chaos, and everyone participated in the battle!

It's like a well-trained legion!

Charge, assassination, rain of arrows, soul power release, all kinds of tactics are used in turns, but they still can't break the defenses of these eight heroes!

On the other hand, in the Third Army, although there are many soldiers and their fighting spirit is undiminished, there are dead and wounded!

The middle-aged man in the center of the trio suddenly had a premonition and expectation.

I have a hunch that in this war, the legion will return in vain!

Unprecedented expectations, I hope someone can stand up and preside over the big picture!

At this time, the middle-aged man deeply felt his own inadequacy, and he suddenly found that he did not have enough ability to lead a war.

At this moment, how he wished that he could enter the battlefield, regardless of the overall situation, regardless of his life, just for orders, for glory!

"What now?" asked the young man beside him, and the other girl had the same expression.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man looked at the forest, and looked at Jin Xian and Sheng Hao, who were facing off at the peak.

Then, the middle-aged man's eyes changed, he became very determined, made up his mind, and gave the order decisively.

"All the captains of the assassination squad are under orders! Gather now! Support the Holy Lord with me!"

"Yes!"

The middle-aged man's idea is very simple, as long as Sheng Hao wins, the legion will have the backbone!

Sheng Hao will definitely be able to change the tide of battle!

Soon, the middle-aged man, along with dozens of soldiers, approached Sheng Hao and Jin Xian.

The equal battle made Sheng Hao have no time to care, because Jin Xian's offensive was fierce and fast.

When Sheng Hao noticed this team, the middle-aged man in the lead had already burst out of his soul power, and the light tiger under him had already jumped into the air.

"Idiot, let's go!" Seeing this scene, Sheng Hao's face changed and he shouted anxiously.

Naturally, Jin Xian noticed it and smiled happily.

The middle-aged man was shocked, but he also knew that his offensive could not be stopped!

At this moment, the middle-aged man felt that time seemed to be slowing down, and he seemed to understand Jin Xian's expression.

It's good to come!

"Sword King Great Realm!"

Yellow soul light erupted, and countless golden rays turned into thin lines, spinning in the air, separating a huge hemispherical area.

This area is very wide, with Jinxian as the center, covering an area of hundreds of meters!

The moment the area was formed, the countless golden threads that rotated turned into sword blades, standing in the air, like stars in the night, innumerable!

It was also at this moment that the middle-aged man's expression remained unchanged, and together with the light tiger under him, he was cut into two pieces in the air!

Blood droplets were like rain, splashing on the ground in an instant, staining the land red bit by bit.

Sheng Hao's eyebrows were furrowed, staring at Jin Xian, but Jin Xian's expression was very relaxed and very happy!

Glancing at the dozens of fighters and Sheng Hao who had already stepped into his own realm, Jin Xian smiled and looked up to the sky and laughed loudly!

The battle situation of this scene changed obviously, and the spirit of the golden string was very conspicuous, and everyone noticed the change here.

Lei Luo kept adjusting his breathing, and his breathing was still obvious.

Looking at the countless blades in the air, Lei Luo's attention was all focused on Jin Xian.

The king of the duel, Jin Xian, has a very detailed record of him in the world's famous scholars, and it can even be considered that that page is from his own handwriting!

Even if it is his rumors, there are corresponding records in the records of famous people in the world.

Heads-up, that can only be the golden string!

But the heads-up here is not limited to the literal meaning.

Soul power of the same level, fighting on the same stage, the golden string is the strongest!

Because in the world, Jiuzhou, Jin Xian's physical talent is the first!

The body is like a golden sword, and the fighting spirit is the strongest! The left hand is the edge of the sword, and there is nothing impenetrable! The right hand is the blade of the sword, and there is nothing that cuts continuously!

Golden String's favorite fight?

It has to be a group of people alone!

"My spirit name is the Great Sword King! it is a skill that awakens when my soul power enters the ninth order, so I will only use this move!"

Seemingly excited, Golden String glanced at the dozens of warriors surrounding him.

He could tell that these soldiers were real martial artists!

"Once, I really envied those who had spirits, especially those indiscriminate attacks! like Wren. ”

Between the words, Jin Xian's expression was natural, his demeanor was relaxed, and he even walked back and forth in a small area, pacing slowly.

But these thousand-man captains didn't dare to be distracted, and Sheng Hao didn't dare to relax his vigilance!

"I didn't know I was wrong until I had my own spirit, although there was only one skill, it could meet my needs to the fullest, and sure enough, I still like melee combat. ”

Speaking of this, Jin Xian's footsteps slowed down, and the two long legs that were lifted down one after another were clearly visible.

"Hand-to-hand combat with blood is the real battle!"

As soon as the words fell, Jin Xian disappeared in an instant, and a sword blade appeared out of thin air in place, taking the place of Jin Xian's position.

Sheng Hao's face changed, knowing that his attention was still not concentrated enough!

The next moment, several bursts of metal sounds, Sheng Hao heard the sound and looked.

But he saw that Jin Xian had already appeared at the edge of the Sword King realm, and his left hand was like a thorn, directly penetrating the two thousand captains!

"Holy Dao Penetration!"

The white soul light shone, and Sheng Hao was like a light source, rushing directly towards the golden string, and the speed was very fast!

Seeing this attack, Jin Xian smiled slightly, pulled out his left hand, and changed his palm to a claw.

In an instant, Sheng Hao was close!

In the next moment, less than a meter in front of Sheng Hao, the golden string disappeared again, and another sword blade appeared out of thin air.

"My spirit can allow me to replace all the blades in the realm at will, although the speed is far inferior to yours, but the victory is by surprise!"

As he spoke, Jin Xian grabbed the neck of one of the warriors with his left hand and was attacking the other.

"Golden String!"

Sheng Hao moved in a rage, his soul power exploded, and he chased away.

True to the name of the instantaneous, Sheng Hao's offensive was very fast, and he got close to the golden string again.

Sheng Hao was extremely focused at the moment, he knew that in this area, the golden string could swap positions with any sword blade, although the speed of replacement was extremely fast, but he could catch up!

But this time, the golden string didn't move!

With a vigorous swing of his left hand, Jin Xian directly threw out the soldier in his hand, and his heavily armed body just blocked Sheng Hao's vision.

Then, with a metallic sound, the body of the soldier with his back to Sheng Hao actually cracked directly, and the golden string ran through!

The left hand was a thorn, and the soul power exploded, and the golden string was stabbing at Shenghao's forehead.

"Saint Dao Shine!"

Sheng Hao did not retreat, lowered his position and took the same offensive.

Attack!

Thinking of the dozens of thousand-person captains who died tragically, Sheng Hao knew that only he could stop the king of the duel in front of him.

The angry Shenghao is unstoppable!

Come on, see if your blade is great, or my light blade is great!

The confrontation between Sheng Hao and Jin Xian was still comparable, and for a while, it was once again in a stalemate.

With the failure of the previous support, the other two leading youths and girls knew that no one could interfere in the battle between the two!

We all know that the tide of battle is about to change!

One bad decision, a fatal mistake!

The middle-aged man lost his life, and even caught up with dozens of excellent captains of a thousand people!

Without these leaders, the soldiers besieging the square gradually became irritable and confused.

There is no one to lead the battle, and the soldiers are completely free to fight, without any tactics.

But the biggest impact is demoralization!

A sultry and irritated frustration emerges.

Although countless soldiers poured into the square like waves, they also spread this sentiment quickly.

The consumption of soul power is huge, the physical strength is seriously insufficient, and the most terrible thing is tiredness!

The eyes of all the charging soldiers changed, and the godless pupils were full of exhaustion.

Looking at the comrades in front of them who were constantly knocked down like melons and fruits, a wave of boredom swelled in the hearts of the soldiers in the rear.

What's the point of fighting like this?

On the contrary, the people guarding the square were so strong that even the students participated in the soul defense.

Consume a lot, rest in place, and then rejoin the battle.

Although the number of everyone is far inferior to that of the legion, it can even be said that the overall strength cannot be opposed.

But their fighting spirit is constantly rising!

Even the eight heroes who were just starting to show fatigue under the square were like this, countless soldiers had indeed succeeded in consuming their physical strength and soul power, but they still couldn't shake their will!

Several captains of a thousand men on the periphery of the battlefield were very tired and confused.

They don't understand why?

A legion of 400,000 people! 400 excellent captains of 1,000 people! 40,000 captains of 8th order soul power!

Such an army that can destroy cities and wage war can't capture a small academy with no more than a thousand people at this moment?

Even the other party has no one to sacrifice!

The excellent team leaders don't understand, what is going on with what should have been a slaughtering feast, but now it has become a battle situation of equal strength?

It shouldn't be!

The leading girl, the captain of the 10,000-strong rescue team of the legion, seemed to have seen something, and her expression suddenly became complicated.

Full of confusion, fear, helplessness, and a hint of envy and admiration.

Seeing the girl's appearance, another young man, the captain of the 10,000-strong defense team, looked at it and froze.

Outside the square, which was surrounded by countless soldiers, the location to the west was most obvious!

Evil Night's defense is perfect, and it doesn't leak!

As soon as a soldier approaches, Evil Night's attack will always knock down a platoon of soldiers!

On the battlefield here, armor has become a burden to the soldiers.

It can match the combat power of Sheng Hao! It can match the wisdom of Lei Jia! The man recorded on the eleventh page of the world's famous people! The first person under the ten kings!

Evil Night has this strength!

In the square where the wheezing sound did not stop, Hei Jie, who was recovering in place, inadvertently saw Hei Hao in the square, and couldn't help but say, "Dad, aren't you fighting?"

Hei Hao's physical strength had already fully recovered, and he was clasping his hands and leisurely scanning the battlefield.

"I'm working now, but I don't have that much spare time!" Hei Hao smiled lightly: "It's not beating me, why should I fight?"

"Yes, too......" Hei Jie nodded, with a look of approval, and then looked at Yue Yiqian who was close to him, and said with a smile: "Yue Yi...... Sister, you can rest for a while, anyway, this war is none of your business!"

Hearing this, Yue Yiqian, who was recovering, shook her head seriously and said softly: "Luo is still fighting, I will be with him!"

Hearing this, Hei Hao looked at Lei Luo, who had just gotten up and was about to fight again, and was very interested.

"It turns out that this kid is the son of the Thunder that Applejack said in his message?"