Chapter 592: Death Like the Wind (1st Update)

"If you want to stand in front of me, I will give you a chance to challenge me, and if you lose, join my forces." The Aperium King said with a smile.

"How dare you say big things!" Ling Huohuo said disdainfully.

"What? Don't you dare? ”

"No, I never bet on the dead." Ling Huohuo smiled.

"That's a pity, since you don't agree, then I'll ask again in ten minutes, okay, little ones, go and indulge." The Ape King waved his hand casually.

Roar –

A roar like a wave sounded, and the creatures of the chaotic camp, which had long been impatient, rushed to the top of the hill where they were for the first time.

The earthquake trembled, and the mountains collapsed.

In the face of the countless chaotic camp creatures rushing over, the formalities camp behind Ling Huohuo roared out without showing weakness.

"All the troops are attacking!"

"Kill—"

The sound of killing shook the sky, and Ling Huohuo rushed out first.

"Ride!"

The demon dragon jumped a little reluctantly, and with a twist of his body, he changed back to his dragon form.

Unlike before, the black qi on the body of the demon dragon at this time has disappeared, revealing smooth scales and flickering cold light, plus the demon dragon is larger than ordinary dragons, the demon dragon at this time looks extremely imposing.

Ling Huohuo tiptoed a little, landed on the head of the demon dragon, held the dragon's horns, and stood upright on top of the demon dragon's head.

Although the demon dragon was huge, it did not look bloated, and its body looked extremely slender, hovering in the sky at this time.

"Let's go first!" Ling Huohuo said.

The demon dragon did not speak, but closed its mouth, its neck slightly bulging, and a light shone through the gap in its mouth.

"I'll meet you!" A seventh-order chaotic camp person laughed wildly and rushed towards Ling Huohuo, behind him, many people from the seventh-order chaotic camp stopped to watch, wanting to see what was different about Ling Huohuo.

"Launch!"

Roar!

A mouthful of dragon breath erupted from the dragon's mouth.

"Open it for me!" The broadsword in the hands of the chaotic camp facing the dragon's breath was raised high by him.

However, before the broadsword could fall, or even react, the dragon's breath slapped directly on his face.

"What?!" The creatures of the other chaotic camps behind him were immediately startled and tried to dodge, but the surging dragon breath seemed to be unhindered and slapped directly on their faces.

Thousands of miles of forests burst into flames, and dozens of creatures from the chaotic camp died, of course, most of them were sixth-order, and only three were seventh-order.

The creatures of the chaotic camp were not frightened, but became more ferocious.

At this time, the creatures on both sides of the chaotic camp and the orderly camp finally met.

Bloody dance, screaming and screaming.

Although most of the chaotic camps were sixth-order, in the face of the seventh-order orderliness camp of all members, as soon as they came into contact, they naturally looked extremely miserable.

However, don't forget, there are hundreds of Seventh Orders in the Chaos Camp, and there are only a few dozen in the Seventh Order in the Order Camp.

In terms of strength, the final defeat must be the people of the orderly camp!

However, Ling Huohuo has reminded others before, there is no need to be tough, everyone is responsible for harassment in a group, just act as a wingman, this battle only needs Ling Huohuo and the magic dragon to act as DPS!

Ling Huohuo didn't look at it either, and when the demon dragon made a move, he also made a move.

Eight knotted swords flew out of the small world and flew down from the top of the dragon's head.

"Eight Extremes Sword Formation! Open! ”

The power in Ling Huohuo's body fluctuated, and at the same time, the eight Spider Swords communicated, and the eight hundred Spider Swords emitted a burst of sound at the same time.

The Spider Joint Sword is in the same vein, and it is naturally best used to form a sword array.

The sword formation of the eight spider swords fell into the Order camp and was taken over by the people of the Order camp.

The Spider Sword itself is only of the sixth order, even if it forms a sword formation, the threat to the existence of the seventh order is limited, but it can solve most of the sixth order, and there is a sword formation composed of eight spider joint swords, which is naturally the most suitable to clean up the sixth order in the chaotic camp, and it can also save a lot of trouble in the orderly camp.

With Ling Huohuo's help to form a sword array, the operation of the sword array can be maintained by only the people from the orderly camp who need to stand up and input power into the sword array.

Moreover, it only takes one seventh-order to keep the sword array running for a short time.

With the help of the sword formation, it is easier for the men and horses of the orderly camp to become wingmen.

After releasing the sword array, Ling Huohuo should naturally do his own thing - crazy output!

Eight hundred was pulled out by Ling Huohuo, although he would not make a move against the existence of the seventh order eight hundred, but Ling Huohuo could use the sharpness of eight hundred, after all, he really did not have a suitable weapon in his hand at this time.

And eight hundred is no different from an ordinary long sword in Ling Huohuo's hands.

The Sword Book and Ling Huohuo's soul were unbound, and it was impossible for Ling Huohuo to continue to ignore the quality of eight hundred, but for Ling Huohuo, who was physically strong in this matter, it was not difficult to mobilize the strength of his body to hold eight hundred, but it could be said to be just right!

The strength of the body is used to hold eight hundred, and Ling Huohuo can just use his sword path with all his heart and soul without any effect!

The moment Eight Hundred appeared, the Demon Dragon stumbled, Ling Huohuo held Eight Hundred, and the Demon Dragon naturally endured the mass of Eight Hundred.

"You go down and help first." Ling Huohuo jumped out of the top of the demon dragon's head as he spoke, and went off the riding state, and the demon dragon returned to its human form again.

"Just what I want!" The dragon smiled bloodthirsty.

Even though it looks better, the nature of the demon dragon has not changed at all, but because of the influence of evil thoughts, it has become a little worse!

The demon dragon disappeared into the void, and when she reappeared, a seventh-order powerhouse of the chaotic camp was directly torn in half by him!

"The killing begins!"

The dragon's eyes lit red.

Ling Huohuo looked in the direction of the Ape King and rushed straight away.

Although there were many creatures from the chaotic camp who blocked them, they were all slashed by Ling Huohuo under the sword one by one.

Detours? Inexistent!

There is no enemy in the sixth order, and the seventh order can only fight a few moves.

Although it only borrowed the sword body of Eight Hundred, it cannot be denied that Eight Hundred is an extremely powerful divine weapon, although it is not an artifact, but its strength is undoubted, and the strength level of Ling Huohuo itself is close to the Great Dao, with the breath of the Great Dao, far surpassing other creatures in the same realm.

Isn't it normal to run over the past?

The wind swept away, and the wind sword intent in Ling Huohuo's body was activated, and the eight hundred in Ling Huohuo's hand were wielded extremely lightly, like the wind, making people unpredictable and unable to judge.

And it is impossible to judge the trajectory of the sword, naturally it is even more impossible to stop it, and it cannot be stopped, and there are only two ways left for the creatures of the chaotic camp - either flee or die!

But in the face of the strong wind, there is not one in ten who can escape!

"Death is like the wind, always with me!"

Blood and wind are intertwined, outlining a cruel and beautiful picture.