Chapter 1161: Great people?

Looking down from a high altitude, 300,000 spirit clan soldiers charged forward, like an eagle with wings spread, making the martial arts from all circles moving.
"call"
In the deafening roar, two pairs of "flying" wings first rushed up and started a fierce battle with 800,000 enemy troops.
The powerful and powerful spirit soldiers poured the power and magic power of the real dragon into the spears, condensing the terror fighting power and fighting among the crowd.
If it is said that the first wave of the previous shock, the Ling clan soldiers beheaded 500,000 warriors because of enemy tactical errors and the help of Luo Mu and others.
This time there is no supreme support, that is, upright, war!
"Bash!"
"Bash!"
Spears filled with true dragon power and magic power, carrying powerful forces, penetrate the enemy body again and again.
The wings of an eagle are like autumn wind sweeping leaves, sweeping everything around.
The corpses and blood gathered.
In just a short period of time, 300,000 spirit clan warriors, relying on strong strength and tacit cooperation, tore the defense line of 800,000 troops.
The warriors from all walks of life were deeply shocked.
At the moment, they finally understood that this well-trained alien warrior is too strong, even if he is head-to-head with the 800,000 army, he can show terror fighting power!
"Lingwu Realm Army, in front of these alien warriors, completely pitiful!"
"Only two wings attacked, they could not kill them!"
"so amazing!"
The martial artists from all walks of life marveled.
"brush!"
On the high platform, Zhuge Jin waved his two flags, and some of the Ling soldiers who were ordered to split into two teams sprinted away.
Seen from above, it was like an eagle, protruding two pairs of sharp claws.
"kill!"
"kill!"
The spirit clan soldiers who turned into sharp claws charged away, and the passing places made the martial artists of the Lingwu world unable to resist at all.
Just a short time.
The 300,000 Ling clan soldiers, like an eagle, penetrated straight through, separating 800,000 martial warriors from the Lingwu world.
"brush!"
The Zhuge Jin flag was waved again.
The spirit soldiers maintained a relative distance while rushing to kill, and quickly formed a new phalanx to engage the enemy.
Through the light curtain, it can be clearly seen that the spreading eagle disintegrates and forms two sickle forms.
Sickle formation.
The formation created by Zhuge Jin.
"Just by waving the battle flag, you can command 300,000 troops and arrange them in a rapid formation. That woman is too good!"
Several warriors who understand military affairs deeply admire them.
They also know that they can't do this without long training!
Those warriors of the Little God Realm who were watching the battle at close range outside the territory were stunned one by one.
They have never seen this unpredictable formation. If they are dealing with themselves and others, the end will be like the martial arts of the Lingwu world, and they will be beaten with no power to fight back!
"Not bad."
Yun Feiyang laughed.
Thousands of troops are easily available, and one will be hard to find.
The status of Zhuge Jinwu Road is very low, but once you control the army and lead the battle, it is not weaker than a Tianzun!
...
Fierce and large-scale operations are continuing.
In the two-hour battle, the Ling clan soldiers have changed a lot of formations one after another. Each time the formation changes, it makes it difficult for the soldiers in the Lingwu world to adapt. The price is to be suppressed.
"kill!"
"kill!"
A group of one hundred spirit soldiers relies on a strong tacit understanding to kill the crowd and harvest the heads again and again.
The warriors of the Lingwu Realm fell down one by one, and their blood flowed, staining the red ground, making it even more red.
gradually.
The 800,000-strong army has fallen mostly by the fighting of the Ling clan soldiers, and the rest are frightened one by one.
"In the Lingwu world, there is no morale. There is no suspense in this battle."
Someone shook his head.
Yes.
The morale of the soldiers in the Lingwu world has fallen sharply, and the fear of being killed is long. There is no longer the desire to fight.
Waiting for them, only death.
...
After two hours.
The fierce fighting ended.
At dusk, the residual sun shone on the ground outside the city, and a corpse was displayed, with a strong smell, condensed in the air.
In the spirit martial arts world, 800,000 spirit martial arts warriors died in the hands of the spirit clan soldiers, as many as seven hundred thousand!
The remaining more than 100,000, although they fled back to Tianxiong City in the last period, they were all injured.
The first battle wiped out half a million.
In the second war, wipe out 700,000 enemies.
Zhuge Jin proves himself with his powerful strength, and also proves the horrible fighting power displayed by the Ling clan soldiers!
of course.
Spirit soldiers also suffered many casualties.
After a simple inventory, the number of casualties in this battle reached 30,000.
Annihilate the enemy 700,000.
30,000 casualties.
If this kind of battle damage data is learned by the warriors from all walks of life, it will definitely explode!
"Sorry."
Zhuge Jin said bitterly: "So many soldiers have been lost."
She believes that she has not done well enough to accept this casualty figure.
Yun Fei said: "It's fine, it's already pretty good."
During the battle between the two armies, the casualties of the soldiers were inevitable. Yun Feiyang also felt very sad and a little ashamed of Concubine He and Asura, but he believed that the spirit soldiers who had undergone two actual battles would be more powerful.
...
The second round of fighting is over.
The powerful combat effectiveness of the spirit soldiers deeply shocked the warriors of all circles, and also shocked the spirit warlords.
At this moment, he finally understood that the original evildoers were not only Yun Feiyang, but also the alien warriors he commanded!
How to do?
Should we continue to send troops or give up?
After the painful struggle, the Lingwu Realm Lord finally chose to continue to send troops. After all, the opponent had only 300,000 troops.
The entire Lingwu world, as many as tens of millions of warriors above the broken realm, can be killed with a little consumption!
that's it.
Groups of warriors poured into Tianxiong City.
Although they knew that Yun Feiyang and the batch of alien warriors were very powerful, the order of the realm could not be disobeyed, and they could only stand on their heads.
Seven days later.
The military strength in Tianxiong City increased again, and the number of people exceeded 3 million!
Although the overall strength of these warriors is not as good as the more than one million that was destroyed before, they cannot be underestimated.
"Lingwu Realm Master, really intends to rely on the advantage of a large number of people, crushing Yunfei."
"In the previous two wars, the group of alien warriors lost tens of thousands, and it will be consumed in the long run. Sooner or later, they will be wiped out."
Many warriors are analyzing.
However, it is also very clear that to completely wipe out the alien warriors, the Lingwu world is mainly prepared to lose millions of warriors at the painful price!
"Cloud Donor!"
The wine and meat monk shouted loudly: "There are too many forces in the Lingwu world~EbookFREE.me~ Please allow me to wait for the battle to help you!"
"Yes!"
The old black robe said: "Let's go!"
"No need to."
Yun Feiyang refused.
He looked at Tianxiong City, the millions of martial artists who were gathering constantly, and said with a smile: "Are there many people?"
Yuan Nian communicates with the mainland.
"brush!"
"brush!"
The spirit soldiers in the Helan City Barracks have appeared on the battlefield outside the territory!
In an instant.
Seven hundred thousand spirit soldiers, collectively arrayed on the front line of the barracks, broke out an atmosphere that was not weaker than the Great Perfection of the Broken Realm!