Chapter 1497 Shrinking the Front

"My Qing Suanni!"

Ming Li, who was knocked into the air, was vomiting blood. He suddenly saw his beast being grabbed to death by Lu Chen, and couldn't help being shocked and angry.

"It's dead, now it's its owner's turn!"

Lu Chen grabbed Qing Suan Ni, activated the Light Control Step, and his figure flashed, chasing Ming Li who was still flying in the air.

This Ming Li suffered losses in his hands several times and escaped from his hands many times. She was extremely resentful of him.

Today was a rare opportunity, and he didn't want to let the tiger go back to the mountains and leave himself with future troubles.

"Your fighting power is still so abnormal!"

Seeing Lu Shen's figure approaching, seeing Lu Shen's terrifying claw getting closer and closer, Ming Li couldn't help showing a look of fear.

Ming Li originally thought that at his level of cultivation and with the help of Qing Suanni, his combat power would be boundless.

But he never expected that Lu Chen's combat power was even stronger, and he was simply unbelievably abnormal.

Lu Chen defeated him and Qing Suanni in one confrontation.

This kind of fighting power is comparable to that of a saint, and he is a bone-patterned saint!

"die!"

Lu Chen didn't want to talk nonsense about a dying man, so he approached with his claws, preparing to grab Ming Li and explode him.

"Don't panic, Mingzi, we are here to save you!"

At this moment, several golden-bodied lords from the Nether Tribe had already rushed to Ming Li and blocked Lu Chen's attack.

"What the hell, so fast?"

Lu Chen frowned and grabbed a golden-bodied lord of the Nether Tribe with his claws, and crushed him to pieces on the spot.

Bang!

Lu Chen's Heaven-turning Hand frequently grabbed out, and each time he grabbed one accurately, in the blink of an eye, he captured all the remaining three golden-bodied lords of the Nether Tribe.

It was these golden-bodied lords of the Nether Tribe who blocked the road with their bodies, delaying Lu Chen for a while and giving Ming Li a chance to escape.

After Lu Chen killed the four golden-bodied lords of the Nether Tribe, groups of golden-bodied lords from the Nether Tribe ran over, but Ming Li had already escaped from his attack range and hid in a panic among the Nether Tribe army. went.

"Ming Li, even if you hide in the Ming tribe's army, you may not be able to escape today!"

Lu Chen felt a little regretful, so he turned around and ran back to the legion as quickly as possible.

He wants to lead his army to defend the top of the mountain. As long as the Ming clan army cannot break through the defense line on the top of the mountain, it will be annihilated by the human and ghost clan armies, and Ming Li will not be able to escape by then.

Soon, Ming Li led the Ming clan army to rush forward and launched a frantic attack on the fanatical legion guarding the top of the mountain.

The Nether Clan army is going crazy. The troops below are falling one after another, and they can hardly stand it any longer.

Once the two armies of the human race and the ghost race break through the rear troops and press forward with all their strength, all the Nether Clan sages who enter the Dusk Land will be completely destroyed.

However, the crazy trapped beast fighting of the Hades army put great pressure on the fanatic army.

Even if there were many strong men from the Zealot Legion holding down the formation, and Lu Chen even ignored the danger and went out to attack the galaxy, he still could not stop the crazy attack of the Hades army regardless of death.

"Brother, my shield is running out and our defense is about to collapse."

The fat dragon guarding the front battlefield screamed in despair.

Feilong didn't have time to go out and kill the enemy, because the shield defense of the legionnaires was constantly being blown out, so he had to keep throwing out the holy shield to help the soldiers replenish their shield defense.

Without the support of his shield defense, the legion's warriors would not be able to withstand the crazy attacks of the tide of enemies without the blessing of shield defense.

However, the inventory in his hand is almost used up, can he not be in a hurry?

"Boss, there are too many enemies on the left, I can't stand it anymore."

At this moment, the rookie who was sticking to the left wing also shouted.

"Boss, the right wing is dying too!"

Wan Yan, who was guarding the right wing, also roared.

"Boss, there are more and more injured people, and we can hardly treat them."

From the center of the battle formation, Shufen's anxious voice could be heard.

Lu Chen, who went out to Zhan Xinghe before taking the risk, heard that the legion was in constant distress and quickly returned.

Returning to the legion's battle formation, Lu Chen realized that the situation was worse than imagined.

There are too many enemies, and the tactics used to attack are simple and crude, all of which are filled with lives.

Although the Fanatic Legion killed many enemies, the disparity in numbers was huge and they were very passive.

Many legion soldiers were seriously injured and were unable to fight, causing the legion's overall combat effectiveness to decline a lot.

Under the enemy's continued madness, Fat Dragon's inventory is almost exhausted. Once the shield defense fails, it will greatly weaken the legion's defense.

Gao Hai's magic circle was not powerful enough and seemed to be in vain. A large number of enemies rushed over and could not be stopped at all.

The talismans on the short mountain were also finished, and the sea of talismans was directly washed away under the impact of the tide of enemies.

The same is true for Shouhu's mechanism. Those traps and hidden arrows have long been eliminated.

On the frontal battlefield, as well as on the left and right wings, the defense line was shaky and could not hold out for long.

What's more serious is that there are many golden-bodied lords from the Nether Clan rushing into the battle formation, and Shangguan Jin and others cannot kill them at all.

All in all, there are too many enemies, and the entire legion is in an extremely disadvantageous situation!

Once the legion collapses, the consequences will be unimaginable, and many people will definitely die!

"Shrink the front, get out of the way of the left wing, and concentrate all your strength!"

Lu Chen made a decisive decision and gave the order immediately.

"Give up the left wing and the enemy can escape."

Shangguan Jin glanced down the mountain and said, "The enemy's rear troops are about to be defeated. Our army and the ghost tribe's army will be able to attack them soon. By then, none of the enemies will be able to escape."

"We don't have time. When they come, our legion will die."

Lu Chen said with a stern look, "Since the day the Fanatic Legion was established, no one has died, not before and not now!"

Under Lu Chen's order, the rookies on the left wing led the crowd back to the center of the battle formation and made way for a thoroughfare.

The legion's battle line was compressed by half, and all the strong men were gathered together. Both the attack power and the defense power were instantly increased by a large margin. When the Nether Tribe's golden body lords who were about to enter the battle formation were cleared away, they would also attack. The army of the Nether Clan firmly blocked the battle formation.

The reason why the Hades fought desperately was because there was no way out. Now that the Fanatic Legion had made a big gap, they no longer fought against the Fanatic Legion. Instead, they ran out of the gap, crossed the top of the mountain, and fled for their lives.

"Lu Chen, I will avenge this hatred. Just wait!"

Among the tens of thousands of fleeing Ming clan troops, Ming Li's angry voice came out.

"Ming Li, if you dare, don't leave Mu Tu. Let's see if I can find you?"

Lu Chen responded like this.

"Do you think I'm a fool? The land of divine flesh is gone, so I'm still here to fuck you?"

Ming Li's voice came from afar.

"It's just a fucked egg, do you want to do it?"

Lu Chen laughed and said teasingly.

"Do it slowly, I don't have time to do it with you!"

Ming Li's voice came again, with a very angry tone, "I will go back and practice hard. I will behead you next time!"

"It's useless. No matter how hard you practice, you will still be beaten by me."

Lu Chen shouted back, and Ming Li was so angry that he stopped speaking.