The shouting Wuhou had an extremely eye-catching bald head, and at this moment, there was green smoke on his face that was hit by the light power soul cannon, and the whole person was obviously a little dazed.

"It's really hit!" The Blood Spirit Valley Elder who was fighting next to him couldn't help but sneer.

Lin Qian, who saw this scene on the battleship, showed a sarcastic smile on his face, and indifferently spit out two words: "Idiot!"

Bang! Bang!

At the same time, the soul cannons on the side of the battleship blasted out one after another, and after constructing a brilliant pillar of light in mid-air, they accurately hit the Wuhou and the generals of the Qin Dynasty.

In fact, in the eyes of the elders of the three forces, it was not the huge warship of the Huaxia Empire that hit the other party, but more like these Wuhou generals of the Qin Dynasty, who took the initiative to crash into the pillar of multicolored soul power.

One by one, when the other party was about to attack him, or dodge his own attack, when he rushed in one direction, he slammed into the pillar of soul power.

If it is one or two, I am afraid it is still a coincidence, but it is not a coincidence that all the Awakening Realm powerhouses in the Qin Dynasty are like this, so it can be explained.

If someone could follow Lin Qian into the battleship's body, they would be surprised to find that in the formation hub space, the tactical mirrors were suspended in the air, and there were two thousand scribes analyzing them.

After observing the habits of the martial marquis and generals of the Qin Dynasty, they speculated about whether these martial marquis and generals were going to attack or retreat, from which direction, and how fast they were moving.

After a precise analysis, with the speed of the bombardment of the light force soul cannon itself on the battleship, it bombarded towards the position they wanted to go to in advance.

In this way, if these scribes had not guessed wrongly, the martial marquis and generals of the Qin Dynasty would have crashed into the Light Soul Cannon by themselves.

There was no speculation other than the laughing guy, because he was only concerned with provocation at the time, and he didn't move at all, so there was no need to speculate at all.

The attack strength of the Light Soul Cannon could not cause any substantial damage to these Qin Dynasty martial marquis and generals, but after hitting, it would cause them trouble, and their actions would be greatly restricted.

In this way, the elders of the three forces would be able to greatly increase their chances of victory with the help of Lin Qian's battleship.

With the attack of the battleship's Light Soul Cannon, the elders of the three forces obviously felt a lot of pressure.

Many martial marquis and generals of the Qin Dynasty felt extremely aggrieved, the light power soul cannon of the battleship was simply accurate and terrifying, as if they knew what they would do next, and they were often able to predict the attack in advance when they acted, and they always crashed into it on their own.

It was not enough to have the light power soul cannon of the battleship to help, Lin Qian jumped out of the battleship and rushed towards the provocative bald Wuhou.

There was a sound of breaking the air in the distance, which made this bald Wuhou look sideways, and saw that the person who was facing him was Lin Qian, and he was immediately frightened.

Although Lin Qian only had the realm of life and death, when he shot on the battlefield below, what kind of strength broke out, this bald martial marquis knew it clearly.

Lin Qian, who blasted away six Awakening Realm powerhouses with a single sword, was completely a monster who broke common sense!

The bald Wuhou knew that something was wrong, and hurriedly retreated backwards, but after taking two steps back, the colorful soul power cannon had already bombarded him from a distance and smashed him, making his originally backward figure stagnate.

"Not good!" The bald-headed Wuhou was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly looked ahead, finding that Lin Qian was already approaching him.

The broad-bladed gold-patterned long sword in the opponent's hand was still carrying a burning bright yellow flame, and the thunder that swam away had a faint thunderous sound, echoing with the dragon roar in the sword body.

The bald Wuhou hurriedly raised the dark yellow long stick in his hand, and the heavy meaning was immediately condensed, immovable as a mountain.

When the soul power on this Wuhou body condensed into a defensive barrier, it seemed to be a thick mountain, indestructible.

At the same time, Lin Qian's sword also slashed down, colliding with the heavy mountain-like barrier, centering on the place where the sword body came into contact with the soul power, rippling in all directions.

Bang!

Under the collision, a huge roar sounded, deafening, and the huge force directly blasted the bald Wuhou is flying, as if it was an earthy yellow meteor, crossing the entire battlefield.

At the same time, Lin Qian was also shocked by the huge anti-shock force, and his left hand holding the Thunder Night Sword was a little numb, and his eyes also showed surprise: "Amazing, I can actually resist the next sword without breaking the soul power of the body." ”

Lin Qian really didn't expect that the defense of this bald martial artist would be so strong, and he resisted his sword head-on, but his body protection soul power was not broken.

This surprised him, how strong is his sword ability?

Qing Yuyun was directly killed in seconds, and the arrogant Hou Meng couldn't even look at the next sword, and the six Qin Dynasty Awakening Realm powerhouses besieged him at the same time, and they were all swept out by him with a sword.

Looking at the bald Wuhou who was stabilizing his body and mind in the distance, Lin Qian shook his left arm, and his soul power surged towards the Thunder Night Sword endlessly, accumulating strength in it, and the bright yellow flames burning on the sword body were also burning more and more fiercely.

Lin Qian was shocked in his heart by the strength of the bald Wuhou's defense, how could the bald Wuhou not be shocked by the strength of the other party?

Although he was surprised that Lin Qian's strength in the life and death realm could exert such terrifying combat power, he was also very confident in his defense, and he didn't think that the other party would be able to do anything to him.

Originally, the bald Wuhou thought that even if he would be forced to retreat by Lin Qian's sword, it would only be four or five zhang away at most. But where did he think that he was actually blown away by a sword.

The Blood Spirit Valley Elder who was fighting with the bald Wuhou was also startled when he saw this scene, and his heart was full of admiration when he turned his head to look at Lin Qian.

He had been fighting with this bald Wuhou before, and the opponent's attack was not very strong, but what was a headache was the terrifying strength of the defense.

The soul power of the body protection is as if it is still an indestructible mountain and heavy mountain, and it cannot be shaken at all, and the dark yellow yuan weapon long stick is the thickness of an arm, and it is a head taller than a person, but it is splashed by the water of the other party's dance, and it is impermeable.

In the eyes of this Blood Spirit Valley elder, this bald-headed Wuhou was a turtle shell, and he had no way to put his mouth down.

Moreover, the speed of the other party's soul power depletion is still very slow, and he is already out of breath, and the bald Wuhou is still breathing long and steady.

This Blood Spirit Valley elder also set his eyes on Lin Qian's body, very curious about what the other party planned to do next, to deal with this turtle-like bald martial marquis.

"Hahaha, at first I thought it was strong, but it wasn't that big. And in the extreme distance, the bald Wuhou laughed loudly and looked at Lin Qian playfully, "Although your strength is indeed strong enough, if you want to break through my defense, I'm afraid it's wishful thinking." ”