The Great Robber

Chapter 328 The Terror of the Army

Pairs of eyes, staring closely at the overwhelming army not far away.

Unknowingly, many people frowned.

Although they are masters, they also have limits.

The master master can have a tyrannical staying power because he has the grasp of the aura of heaven and earth, and can continuously absorb it.

Even when fighting, it can also be absorbed.

As long as the consumption is maintained at a certain speed, the true energy in the body can be said to be continuous.

To break this situation, except for the stronger ones to compete with them for the mastery of the aura of heaven and earth.

It is under special circumstances that the aura of heaven and earth is affected.

An elite army is one of the most special situations.

A sufficiently elite army can suppress the aura of heaven and earth. Once a master master falls into it, he cannot replenish his true energy, and will still be consumed to death.

As for the elite army, the Mongolian and Yuan iron cavalry is undoubtedly recognized as the number one in the world.

Its army is so strong that so far, no master has dared to attack the army alone.

Just like at this time, more than forty masters gathered together with such a strong momentum.

The mastery of the aura of heaven and earth is superimposed, like one hand, firmly grasping the aura of the surrounding world, but it is still suppressed.

The range of mastery has been reduced by more than half.

Because of being suppressed, under such circumstances, their speed of absorbing spiritual energy will slow down.

And because they gather together, the surrounding aura is limited, affecting each other, and absorbing less.

It is conceivable that as time goes by, when the aura of heaven and earth they have mastered is absorbed, and they want to absorb it again, they will have to compete more fiercely with the army.

For these, if you really want to fall into the army without actually contacting and fighting with the army, the situation will be very dangerous.

Therefore, if it is not necessary, very few grandmasters will fight the army head-on and charge into the army.

It is for this reason that Meng Yuantie rides a horse and rides the world, invincible.

The military is one of the most powerful forces in a country.

Of course, under normal circumstances, as long as you are a little smarter, the army without the support of the strong cannot kill the strong master.

After all, the master and strong can run, as long as they are not surrounded, the army cannot catch up, and even if they are surrounded, they can still fly.

The mobility gap between the two sides is too large.

In a frontal battle, the army plus the strong complement each other, which is the most terrifying situation.

And if it is possible, no master master wants to stand in front of the Mongolian Yuan army.

But at this time, more than forty masters and strong men, no matter what the reason, stood in front of nearly 20 Mongolian Yuan iron cavalry.

Competing for the mastery of spiritual energy with that terrifying army, and even going to confront it head-on.

"Boom boom boom~!"

Not long after, it seemed as if a torrent was pouring, and the iron cavalry drove out of the camp. The sound of horseshoes shook the ground, and with the power to crush everything, they rushed towards more than forty grandmasters.

At the same time, more than thirty grandmasters appeared in the army, staring at the forty grandmasters who walked out of Xiangyang City.

The power fluctuates undisguisedly, and it may be shot at any time.

The atmosphere in this piece of heaven and earth became more and more dignified, almost frozen.

Like a volcano that has accumulated for thousands of years, it will completely erupt in the next moment, destroying the world and destroying the earth.

Just when what seemed to be a suffocating outburst was about to occur.

"Kublai Khan, come out and fight."

A deep drink filled with a sharp and thick aura descended from the sky, resounding for tens of miles around.

In the almost frozen world, it seemed that there was a strange gust of wind, more like a heavy hammer, which slammed into the terrifying power of the Mongolian Yuan iron cavalry.

The momentum of rushing forward and pouring out was slightly paused.

Even if there was only a trace of it, the powerhouses on the Xiangyang side seemed to have found an opportunity and took the initiative to take the initiative.

More than forty masters and strong men shot together, how terrifying is the power?
In particular, there are not a few top masters among them, and the strong in the realm of heaven and man have to avoid the edge for the time being.

"boom!"

"Ah~!"

The thousands of iron cavalry who rushed forward suddenly turned on their backs, and many of them turned into blood mud.

Under the raging power, it was a mess.

The Mongolian Yuan iron cavalry army slowed down again, but they recovered extremely fast.

Surrounded on both sides, charged in the middle, flowing like clouds and flowing water.

More importantly, the strong men of the Meng Yuan army made a move.

As they got more and more trapped in the army, Zhou Botong and the others were suppressed more and more, and it became more difficult for them to absorb spiritual energy to replenish their true energy.

However, the Mongolian Yuan powerhouse did not have this situation.

Because under the control of the famous generals of the Meng Yuan army, they can cooperate with them to absorb spiritual energy.

This is one of the important roles of a famous general.

Some powerful famous generals can even mobilize the power of the army, directly suppress the strong, let them be like a mountain, and directly crush to death.

These are the horrors of the army, and the real horror of the army cooperating with the strong.

Of course, famous generals are rare.

There are not many famous generals in the world who can mobilize the army to suppress a master and strong man to death.

What's more, the top masters and peerless powerhouses who are going up.

In a blink of an eye, the sound of fighting filled the world.

Tragic, killing, bloody, filled every inch of space.

Countless dangers unfold around more than forty masters.

Fortunately, after all, there are many masters and strong people, and they are gathered together, so even if they are surrounded by the army and Mongolian yuan strong, they can support them in a short period of time, and there is no serious problem.

So while fighting, their eyes were more or less focused on the sky outside the range of the army.

There, seemingly silently, more than a dozen figures were roughly divided into two sides and confronted together.

Mongolian side.

Pang Ban, Kublai Khan, Meng Chixing, Sihanfei, Xiaoyao Wang, Li Chimei.

Each of the six figures had different auras, and immediately exuded a powerful and extraordinary aura. Most of them sneered and looked confidently at Wang Chongyang and the others.

On the other side, there were seven people in total.

Wang Chongyang, a strong man surnamed Zhao, Zhuge Zhengwo, Shengseng, and three other figures.

A middle-aged figure with an extremely handsome face, holding a thick-backed sword.

In the extremely sharp breath, there is a faint sense of God's will.

A monk dressed up, with white hair and beard, and a wine gourd hung openly on his waist.

Temperament free and easy, warm.

The last figure was dressed in a blue Taoist robe, as if he could ride the wind and go away at any time with a carefree spirit.

The seven figures also exuded a powerful aura.

All of them are so elegant that ordinary people can't take their eyes off them.

At this time, the eyes of these people were also looking at the battlefield where the fierce fighting was fought together.

Silently confronted together, have been quietly seeing the present.

When the fight was fully launched, the eyes of each other were withdrawn at the same time, and they collided completely.

In the void, there seemed to be invisible swords roaring.

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