Chapter 736 (2/2)
Southwest of Battle City.
Although this place was far from Battle City, the war had never stopped for a moment. The two troops had been trying to wipe each other out.
The fight was extremely fierce, and the people involved were no ordinary men. Both troops had strong fighting spirit!
The men on the left had yellow armor that looked like golden armor. They held heavy halberds in their hands. The majestic fighting spirit raged like a tornado in the heavens and the earth.
Gilt patterns were on the golden armor. They were the Kingo Troop that was under the command of Lord Gilt. He was one of the nine Lords in Daluo Territory.
Although the Kingo Troop was not as famous as the Asura Troop, Cracking Mountain Army, Blood Hawk Troop, or other powerful troops, it was quite powerful. It had established splendid records in battles.
However, their current situation did not look too good.
Their opponent was an army in green, holding long swords. A terrifying sword aura raged between the heaven and earth, and caused the sky to be in a devastating state.
They were the Three Thousand Swordsmen from the Valley of Ten Thousand Swords!
They had identified themselves as the Three Thousand Swordsmen through their unique style. The Three Thousand Swordsmen troop was the most powerful troop in the Valley of Ten Thousand Swords. Its combat force was one of the best among those in the Hundred Battle Territory.
The Three Thousand Swordsmen troop was more famous than the Kingo Troop.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Sword aura covered the sky and weakened the fighting spirit of the Kingo Troop. In the face of the attack by the Three Thousand Swordsmen, the Kingo Troop could only be on the defensive.
Other forces from the two sides were fighting as well, but as the Three Thousand Swordsmen had suppressed the Kingo Troop, the morale of the army from the Valley of Ten Thousand Swords was boosted. On the other hand, the army from Daluo Territory kept retreating.
A figure in green stood in the air above the Three Thousand Swordsmen and said, “Hohoho, Commander Qian Long, your Kingo Troop does not seem to be able to hang on anymore. Why don’t you just give up and prevent the unnecessary loss of lives?” He was carrying a long green sword on his back. He looked at the Kingo Troop, who was trying to resist the Three Thousand Swordsmen, and smiled.
He was the commander of the Three Thousand Swordsmen, Lin Qingfeng.
His position was comparable to Xu Qing and Zhou Yue’s in Daluo Territory.
A burly man from the Kingo Troop stood in the air and looked at Lin Qingfeng. He gritted his teeth and thought of how unlucky he was. He was just clearing out the remnants, but the Three Thousand Swordsmen suddenly appeared. He knew the power of the Three Thousand Swordsmen. In Daluo Territory, only the Asura Troop led by Xu Qing and the Cracking Mountain Army led by Zhou Yue could defend against it.
It was fortunate that not all of the Three Thousand Swordsmen were present. Otherwise, the Kingo Troop would have already been defeated. Even at this moment, they could only resist the attack.
Qian Long gritted his teeth and shouted, “Lin Qingfeng, don’t be too cocky. Our top powers are on their way here. When they arrive, you will see what will become of you!”
“Hohoho, you have reminded me to quickly finish you off,” Lin Qingfeng said with a smile. He bent his fingers and pointed in the air. A strong sword aura swirled out and covered the region. It turned into an extremely huge sword, and its spiritual energy tore the space apart.
When Qian Long saw it, he turned pale. He could sense grave danger. He shouted, “Gilt Divine Shield!”
Boom!
A gilt fighting spirit shot up and turned into a huge golden shield. The golden shield was thick and solid like a mountain.
Swoosh!
The huge sword did not pause for a single moment. It slashed down hard on the golden shield, and a horrifying sword aura burst out.
Crack.
The sword aura raged, and Qian Long’s expression changed abruptly. He saw that the golden shield had been cracked by the huge sword.
“Oh no!”
Qian Long turned even more pale. The Kingo Troop would suffer severe losses.
Lin Qingfeng looked calm. As he was about to destroy the Kingo Troop with his huge sword, he suddenly looked stunned. A violent thunder sound resounded in the sky from afar.
Boom!
Dark lightning like a raging dragon shot toward Lin Qingfeng.
Lin Qingfeng frowned. He changed the direction of the huge sword to strike the dark lightning dragon.
Dong!
A spiritual energy windstorm raged out. The top powers were shocked, and they lifted their heads to look at the sky.
“Who is stopping me?” Lin Qingfeng asked. The sharp sword aura spread out and cut the clouds apart. He looked sharply at the sky and saw that it had gradually turned dark.
The thunder sound continued to be heard.
As the thunder sound traveled across the sky, the sound of laughter accompanied it.
“Daluo Territory, Nine Nether Troop from Nine Nether Palace!”