Chapter 392: wishful thinking

The clamoring Wuhou had an extremely eye-catching bald head. At this moment, the face in the center of the light force soul cannon was covered with blue smoke, and the whole person was obviously a little confused.
"It's really hit!" The Elder of Blood Spirit Valley, who was next to him, couldn't help laughing.
Lin Qian, who saw this scene on the battleship, showed a sarcasm smile on his face, calmly spit out two words: "Idiot!"
boom! boom! boom!
At the same time, the soul power cannons on the sides of the battleship blasted out one after another, after constructing a gorgeous beam of light in mid-air, they accurately hit Wuhou and generals of the Qin Dynasty.
In fact, in the eyes of the elders of the three forces, it was not the huge battleship from the Huaxia Empire that hit the opponent, but it was more like these Wuhou generals of the Qin Dynasty, who took the initiative to slam into the colorful spirit power beam.
One by one, when the opponent was about to shoot at himself or avoid his own attack, when he rushed in one direction, he slammed into the light beam of spirit 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 of the Qin Dynasty are like this.
If someone can follow Lin Qian into the warship's body, they will be surprised to find that in the formation hub space, a tactical mirror is standing in the air, and there are a total of 2,000 scribes analyzing it.
After observing the habits of Wuhou and the generals of the Qin Dynasty, based on the situation of fighting each other, they inferred whether these Wuhou and generals were going to attack or retreat, in which direction they acted, and the speed of their actions.
After precise analysis, in accordance with the bombardment speed of the light force soul cannon on the battleship, they bombarded the position they wanted to reach in advance.
In this way, if these scribes did not speculate wrongly, the Wuhou and generals of the Qin Dynasty would hit the light force soul cannon by themselves.
There was no speculation other than the guy who was laughing, because he was just provoking at the time and didn't move at all, so there was no need to speculate.
The attack intensity of the Light Force Soul Cannon could not cause any substantial damage to these Wuhou and Generals of the Qin Dynasty, but after hitting it, it would cause trouble to them, and their actions would be greatly restricted.
In this way, the elders of the three forces can greatly increase their chances of winning with the help of Lin Qian's battleship.
With the attack of the battleship's light power soul cannon, the elders of the three forces obviously felt a lot of pressure.
Many Wuhou and generals of the Qin dynasty felt extremely aggrieved. The light power soul cannon of the battleship was simply terrifying, as if they knew what actions they would have next, and they could often predict the shots in advance when they act. They always ran into it on their own.
The help of the battleship's light power soul cannon is far from enough. Lin Qian leaped out of the battleship and rushed towards the provocative bald Wuhou.
The sound of breaking through the air rang out in the distance, making this bald Wuhou look sideways, and seeing that the person who was facing him was Lin Qian, he was frightened suddenly.
Although Lin Qian only had the realm of life and death, he knew exactly what kind of strength he had exploded when he shot the battlefield below.
Lin Qian, who flew six Awakening Realm powerhouses with one sword, was a monster that broke common sense!
The bald-headed Wuhou knew that something was wrong, and hurriedly retreated to the back, but after two steps back, the five-colored spirit power cannon had already bombarded him from a distance and hit him severely, causing him to retreat. Form a stagnation.
"Not good!" The bald Wuhou was shocked in his heart. He hurriedly looked forward and found that Lin Qian was already close to him.
The wide-blade gold-patterned long sword in the opponent's hand still carries the burning bright yellow flames, and the roaring thunder faintly sounds of thunder, echoing the dragon's roar inside the sword.
The bald Wuhou hurriedly raised the dark yellow long stick in his hand, the heavy meaning was to condense out immediately, immovable like a mountain.
When Wuhou's spirit power was condensed into a defensive barrier, it seemed to be a heavy mountain, indestructible.
At the same time, Lin Qian's sword slashed down fiercely, and collided with the heavy mountain-like barrier, centered on the place where the sword body was in contact with the spirit power, ripples rippling around.
boom!
Under the collision, a huge roar sounded, deafening, and the huge force blasted the bald Wuhou directly out, like a khaki meteor, across the entire battlefield.
At the same time, Lin Qian was also shocked by the huge counter-shock force. The left hand holding Ting Yejian was a little numb, and his eyes also showed an unexpected look: "Awesome, it can resist the next sword. The body protection and soul power are not broken."
Lin Qian really didn't expect that this bald Wuhou's defense would be so strong. He resisted his own sword from the front, and his body protection spirit power was not broken.
This surprised him, how strong is his one sword ability?
Qing Yuyun was directly killed by a spike, and even the arrogant Hou Meng couldn't look at the next sword. Six Qin Dynasty Awakening Realm powerhouses besieged him at the same time, and they were swept away by his 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 rushed endlessly into the Ting Ye Sword, accumulating power in it, the bright yellow flames burning on the sword, It is also getting more and more burning.
Lin Qian was shocked by the strength of the defense of the bald Wuhou, why not shocked the opponent's strength?
Even though he was surprised that Lin Qian's strength in life and death was able to display such terrifying combat power, he was also very confident in his own defense and didn't think the opponent could do anything about himself.
Originally bald Wuhou was full of calculations and thought that even if he would be forced back by Lin Qian with a sword, he would be no more than four or five feet away. But where did he think about it, he was blown away by a sword.
The elder of Blood Spirit Valley who fought with the bald Wuhou was shocked when he saw this scene, and his heart was full of admiration when he turned his head and looked at Lin Qian.
Previously, he had been fighting with this bald Wuhou. The opponent's attack was not very strong, but the terrible defense strength was the headache.
The body-protecting soul power is like the indestructible Panshan Zhongyue, which cannot be shaken at all. The dark yellow element-tool long stick has the thickness of an arm, a head higher than a human, but it is not splashed by the water of the opponent dance. , Airtight.
In the eyes of the elder of the Blood Spirit Valley, this bald Wuhou was a tortoise shell, unable to lay his mouth.
Moreover, the speed at which the opponent's spirit power was depleted was very slow, and he was already out of breath, the bald Wuhou still had a long and steady aura.
The elder of the Blood Spirit Valley also set his sights on Lin Qian, very curious about what the other party plans to do next to deal with this tortoise-shell bald Wuhou.
"Hahaha, at first I thought how strong it was, it wasn't that great." At that extreme distance, the bald Wuhou laughed aloud and looked at Lin Qian jokingly, "Although you are indeed strong enough, But trying to break through my defenses, I'm afraid it is wishful thinking."