Only when he realized that the rough man seemed to have discovered the new soul who was alone again, he drank him and asked him to join the team.
Seeing this, Mo Hongyan understood everything.
This rough man is the leader of this team.
He has been forming gangs, gathering the skirmishers around him.
However, every time he tried to persuade others to surrender, he would use spells to shield his voice, so that when he persuaded others, the people here couldn't hear his voice at all.
Mo Hongyan frowned, thinking about what this rough man might be talking about.
However, at this moment, a strange energy suddenly broke through the shielding technique of the rough man.
"Don't waste your efforts!" The soul person opposite the rough man said blankly.
The rough man couldn't help but tremble, and looked at the soul man in astonishment: "You...how did you break my spell? What do you want to do?"
However, as soon as the words fell, the man suddenly raised his hand and waved at the rough man's head.
Clang!
A terrifying cold light passed by.
Then a terrifying edge swept everyone's eyes.
It's Jian Qi!
The world was stunned and desperately backed away.
But the rough man is obviously not a general, he immediately sacrificed a magic weapon to resist this sudden attack.
Cang Dang!
There was a crisp sound.
Seeing that a big oak shield suddenly appeared in front of the rough man, that terrifying sword aura hit the big shield, and it couldn't hurt it.
Everyone was stunned.
The soulman also snorted: "It looks like you have some ability, then look at my trick! Shenlong shook its tail!"
The soul screamed, shook his arm again, and the horrible sword aura flew out again, like a silver dragon, smashing into the rough man.
boom! ! ! !
This time, the rough man couldn't stand it anymore. He even flew out with his shield and fell heavily to the ground. The blood in his body was not smooth, his soul was dissipated, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
Seeing this scene, many people have scalp numb.
You know, the strength of a rough man is extremely powerful, otherwise he would not be able to win so many people.
However, the opponent stunned the rough man just by relying on his sword power...This is also terrifying!
"Who the is this?"
"Oh my god, is it that he is on the mountain, those great abilities that have captured the Hong Bing?"
"It shouldn't be. If it were those great abilities, I'm afraid that we would have sacrificed to kill us long ago. How could it waste time here?"
"Then who is he?"
"I don't know, it's scary... what should I do? What should I do now?"
There are six gods without a master.
But the rough man was furious and roared directly: "Don't be afraid, no matter who he is! Kill! Kill me!!"
After speaking, the rough man took the lead and charged directly towards the soul, holding his shield and slamming.
The strength of the rough man is not weak. It was only a momentary carelessness just now. After fighting the soul man, everyone saw that the soul man could not immediately solve the rough man.
"Everyone, don't be afraid, maybe we have a chance!!"
"If this person really has a red soldier, then we are not sure we can win the red soldier!"
"The mighty power on the sacred mountain does not seem to be as terrible as imagined!"
When everyone saw that the rough man could hold the soul alone, they were overjoyed and shouted.
Then everyone rushed towards the man like crazy.
The man's face tightened, but he was not weak. Facing countless strong men around him, he became more and more brave as he fought and killed seven or eight strong men in just a few breaths.
Corpses began to fall on the ground.
The terrifying aura of destruction also began to dissipate around.
But...Mo Hongblade didn't make a move!
Because she thought it was too weird.
She didn't know who the soul-man was, but even if it wasn't the person who came for the good soldiers, there was no need to do anything to the rough man.
Since the other party moved his hands, I am afraid there is only one purpose...
The other party is here to stop these people!
To be precise, it is here to kill these people!
If this is the case, one thing can be proved.
This soul... is very likely to be the powerful subordinates who have captured the Hong Bing!
If this is the case... can it be said that there is a great power who has captured the Hong Bing... is nearby?
Thinking of this, Mo Hongbian's scalp was numb, she looked around tremblingly, and she kept backing away.
The rough man fought desperately with the soul-men around him. Although the soul-man was extremely brave, he was also hard to beat four-handed at the moment. He quickly fell into the wind, his body was wounded, and he was already a little bit unable to resist.
If this continues, he will be beheaded by a rough man sooner or later.
"Master! I can't do it! Master save me! Save me!!"
While hitting, the soul person suddenly raised his head and shouted loudly.
When these words came out, the rough man and others were shocked.
"Isn't this person a great power?" Someone lost his voice.
"He... is he just a subordinate of Hong Bing Da Meng?"
The people were shocked.
"No matter so much, kill this person first!!" The rough man roared and continued to attack.
But at this moment, a magnificent voice came.
"Rice bucket! Even these mobs can't solve it. With such waste, what qualifications do you have to follow this seat?"
The sound fell, and a strong wind hit.
Then I saw that the souls in the front row suddenly stopped moving.
The Mo Hongblade behind stared with wide eyes.
Only then did they see that their pupils turned into ice cubes.
To be precise, their internal organs, blood vessels, and qi veins were all frozen!
This is the power of Xuanbing Fan!
"It's a Xuanbing fan! It's a Xuanbing fan!"
Shouts of horror resounded everywhere.
The souls behind were far away, and they were not corroded by the power of Xuanbing Fan.
Seeing the posture of the souls who were frozen to death in the front row, the mentality of these people was completely broken.
Everyone screamed and fled back, not daring to contend with this kind of power at all.
Only the rough men and a group of powerful souls remained.
The eyes of these people are full of heat and greed, and everyone has a strong killing intent.
I watched a icy cloud flying in the distance.
Then a middle-aged man in a blue robe held a fan and fell from the ice cloud.
The moment his feet landed, the earth was covered with dust, and there was a heavy snow of goose feathers in the air.
The whole world was suddenly cold and bitter...
Everyone trembled.
But everyone's eyes were all gathered on the fan in this person's hand.
Hong Bing!
Xuanbing fan!
"the host!"
The soulman rushed forward quickly, kneeled in front of the man, and shouted respectfully.
"Go away, waste!"
The man snorted and stared at the rough man in front of him and said, "You... are you here to die? If so, come on!"
