Conquering Myriad Worlds from the Mythical Three Kingdoms

"Can the Miracle Legion achieve the state where internal energy can leave the body without melting?"

Zhang Xiu looked at Crossface who appeared on the light screen and asked with some confusion.

For veterans of smelting, some smelting talents will collapse when the internal energy leaves the body. This is no secret to all the main combat legions.

But the problem is, there is Zhao Zhi in front and Crossface in the back. One person may be explained as special, but two people are not right.

"Yes! That's true. Miraculous Transformation can achieve miracles, maintain its own existence, reject external interference, and deny changes in reality through will!"

Li Que nodded and said that strictly speaking, they were not the commanders of Feixiong's army, but Dong Zhuo and Li Ru were.

They are more like Feixiong's thousand-man captains. The Four Heavenly Kings each command a team of a thousand men, so they are also veterans with refined talents.

This was also the reason why they were able to withstand several moves from Lu Bu. They were also gifted people with a very high degree of refinement. Coupled with their internal energy, they were able to withstand several moves from Lu Bu.

Hearing what Li Que said, the legion commanders around him all showed envious expressions on their faces. This was almost like taking advantage of one's left foot to reach the sky.

Although they do not have that many people with internal energy leaving their bodies, they are still quite envious when they hear about this characteristic.

"It looks like Zhao Zhi is in trouble!"

Zhang Xiu dropped his chin. The elite veterans under his command were among the dozen or so veterans killed instantly by Zhao Zhi, so he paid extra attention to Zhao Zhi.

Seeing Crossface's powerful appearance, he was somewhat curious about the fierce battle between the two.

"Crosface, I haven't seen you for a while. You've changed a lot!"

Elna stepped out from the crowd of onlookers and said as he looked at the demonized Crossface.

"I have gained new power by following my Lord, but I haven't fully mastered it yet." Crossface was obviously much better than the arrogant devil. When he saw Elna, he could communicate with him in a calm tone.

"Where are the people from the Tenth Knight Legion and the Eleventh Sacrificial Legion?" Crossface glanced around but did not find the person he wanted to see.

"I thought you only cared about the Tenth Knight!" Elna said indifferently.

"Humph, aren't you here for the Tenth Knight as well?"

Crossface didn't care about the sarcasm in Elna's tone. They came here with only one purpose, which was to fight the Tenth Knight.

After all, the title of the strongest Roman legion has always been on the head of the Tenth Knight after the Battle of Monro. Although Crossface, who can restrain the devil with arrogance, is not as outrageous as being dominated by the devil's emotions, he is also full of pride in his heart.

The Tenth Knight had already declined, and Crossface was too lazy to lead the First Italian Legion to deal with the Tenth Knight. Such a victory was not in line with Crossface's arrogance, or in other words, in Crossface's eyes, such a victory no longer required fighting.

However, in the individual competition, it is still necessary for him to fight with the Tenth Knight.

As for the Eleventh Sacrifice, it was because Crossface knew some secrets, so he wanted to find someone from the Eleventh Sacrifice Legion to verify it.

"Why don't we try fighting first?"

Elna looked around and didn't see the Tenth Knight, so he simply extended an invitation to Crossface.

As the former first auxiliary and now the second Augustus, they also have their own pride. They don't need to care about politics, they just need to work hard on fighting.

It used to be easy for them to beat the No. 1 Italy, but now it is a little uncertain.

However, Erna was not afraid.

Both the First Italy and the Tenth Knight are very strong, but one of them has the ability to communicate willpower and quality, while the other is more comprehensive and all-round. Neither of them has the ability to instantly kill the strong individuals under the Second Augustus Legion, so Elna has nothing to worry about with these two.

To be precise, among all the Miracle Legions, only the First Huangtian made Elna at a loss as to how to deal with it. After all, the numbers were too incredible.

Elna was also an elite veteran who had killed people with internal energy leaving their bodies, but the problem was that he had no way to deal with the power that could break through the boundaries.

Generally speaking, it is difficult for a legion that takes the quality route to put in a brilliant performance when facing a legion that is stronger on paper than itself.

Pure numbers are the focus of their competition.

Apart from the First Yellow Sky, Erna felt that he had a great advantage.

Only the Holy Death Knights of Ardashir of Persia were a purely high-damage, highly mobile legion with the ability to kill them instantly.

But the Holy Death Knight was finished, and Erna felt that he could handle anyone except the First Yellow Sky.

After all, the Yulin Wolf Riders also take the comprehensive and all-round route, while the Flying Bear is more inclined to the defensive side, so neither of them is to be feared.

"Do you think you can win?"

Crossface understood the hidden meaning of Erna's words.

"Want to give it a try?" Elna did not deny it. He also had his own arrogance.

That was the confidence that came from being the first auxiliary and dominating the entire Roma.

"Then let's try it!" Crossface grinned, flapped the demon wings behind him, and appeared directly in front of Elna.

"Bang!" The fist with miraculous light smashed down, and the demon Crossface, who had a hideous face just now, was directly knocked away by the punch.

Erna stood there calmly, and his skin began to turn red.

Unlike his previous sparring with Zhang Heng, Elna played all his cards right from the start this time, unleashing his secret techniques and miracles without reservation.

Crossface is very fast, but at close range, the instantaneous burst of power will only make him faster.

"Wow, it flew so far!" Elna looked at the demon that was blown away like a meteor, with a smug smile on his face.

Compared to the thrill of punching Zhang Heng, the excitement of knocking out an opponent of the same level with one punch comes from the heart.

"How big of a grudge does this have to be? This punch is probably going to fly several miles away, right?"

The veteran soldier of the Fifth Skylark who was squatting in the corner was shocked when he saw Meteor being knocked away. If he had been hit by one more punch, he would definitely have been killed.

"You're not going out to fight Erna? My light and shadow manipulation won't be hidden for long!"

Chris Veitch, a veteran contestant from the 10th Knight, turned over and scratched his butt while lying on the ground.

"It's too troublesome. I don't want to go. I just want to come and see this Zhao Zhi!"

"What should we do? Someone has discovered us!" Faisk of the Fifth Skylark had a bitter face.

Being caught by Chriswich as a cover means he was basically tied to a pirate ship. If Elna and the others found him, they would definitely kill him the first time.

After all, his manipulation of light and shadow has a great impact on the battle. When masters are fighting, even the slightest deviation will result in a great loss.

"Where's Lukevich? Why doesn't he come?" Faisk muttered to himself.

But Krisvich was not moved at all, and had no intention of going out to fight with Elna. Since Caesar left, except for dealing with the Mongolian army, most of the time the Tenth Knights were filled with a lazy atmosphere, and they had completely lost their energy.

There was no miracle of falling, and it was all supported by hatred.

Nowadays, if a competition like this is not of a global nature, he would not even bother to participate.

Without a backbone, even if they wanted to make the Tenth Knight famous, they didn't know who to show it to.

On the other side, before Elna could get excited for long, the meteor turned a corner and flew back.

A black meteor fell from the sky and hit Elna.

"Bang!" A dull roar sounded.

Elna climbed out of the pit as if nothing had happened, looking at the black demon who was keeping a distance from him. After being knocked away by his punch, the opponent seemed to have entered the third stage. The man and the demon merged into one, and the miracle forced this reality, with his strength, speed and defense rising significantly.

That's why I could take his punch and still be fine.

You know, when he punches, even if the opponent uses a shield to block it, the concentrated force is enough to severely damage the opponent's internal organs. After all, his attack, because of his special training method, comes with a kind of shock effect.

Strictly speaking, he should be considered as the eighth level of smelting.

But even so, the opponent took his punch and was able to counterattack as if nothing had happened.

Should we say that he is worthy of being the strongest veteran in Italy? He should not be underestimated.

In fact, he was not unharmed. Crossface did catch the blow, but many of his blood vessels were actually ruptured. He only relied on super-speed recovery to repair the blood vessels.

After all, Elna's attack is purely physical, without any fancy things like locking injuries.

With the dual effects of Crossface's willpower, he can withstand a punch and repair himself at high speed by keeping a distance. Unless Elna hits him with one punch, he will always look like nothing is wrong.

"Looks like we'll have a good fight today!"

Elna was not disappointed, but smiled instead. This demon was really qualified to be a punching bag, apart from anything else.

You know, even if the Augustus Legion fights each other, it is difficult not to get hurt. After all, the damage caused by the power of both sides far exceeds the defense.

Normally, he had to restrain his hands and feet and limit his strength. When he fought Zhang Heng before, he was pulled away by a group of veterans. Now that he is fighting Crossface, he naturally wants to have fun.

Just as the two monsters were fighting each other, war broke out again at the other end of the battlefield.

Zhao Zhi, who attracted a lot of hatred, was once again targeted for beating.

"The fight over there is so intense, we can't fall behind!"

"Aren't you all already beating me up?" Zhao Zhi complained helplessly.

As he spoke, he used his broadsword with one hand, making a sonic boom to block the spear that was attacking from the side, then he turned his head slightly to dodge the sword that was stabbing from behind, as if he had eyes on his back.

Zhao Zhi was like a dancer on the edge of a knife, dancing gracefully out of the encirclement of several veterans and defusing wave after wave of attacks.

Compared with before, his situation became more difficult, and more and more people joined the siege.

Moreover, compared with what happened just now, there are more and more people who can restrict him.

Burning, condensation, heaven and earth cooperation, paralysis, gravity suppression...

A lot of negative talents were piled on him, and he couldn't completely offset them even with miracle transformation.

Of course, the most troublesome ones are Wu Xi and Jiang Wu in front of them. One is Fei Xiong and the other is Xian Zhen. They are not too strong for him, but they are not opponents that he can kill in one blow even with a lot of negative talents.

With someone restraining him, it was difficult for him to kill opponents in a straight line in seconds as before.

"Oh!"

Tao Tong was knocked flying by a punch and rushed over at high speed. He had no choice but to turn back to block Wu Xi's spear, and then dodged Jiang Wu's attack.

Compared with before, there were a few more ultimate Danyang veterans among the people besieging him, and the upper limit of the number of people participating in each legion was ten, although some of them had been screened out when everyone was fighting on their own before.

However, there are still several Ultimate Danyangs alive, and the routes they take are similar to Shen Quan's. However, compared to Shen Quan, they are currently pursuing cooperation rather than the cooperation between heaven and earth.

At this moment, several Ultimate Danyang incarnation centers, together with Shen Quan, will work together to bloom perfectly. The essence of heaven and earth around Zhao Zhi is completely controlled by them, and all the information of the battle circle around Zhao Zhi is summarized in advance.

The external force assistance between raising hands and feet, and even the increase in talent strength, not only affects a few Danyangs, but also affects every veteran who besieges Zhao Zhi.

It perfectly integrated thirty or forty veterans in a small area and maximized each other's advantages.

Zhao Zhi's advantage is that he has reached the limit in every aspect, and now he is naturally in a mess when fighting against these old soldiers with different specialties who have been integrated together.

"Whoosh!"

A sharp arrow flew through the air and appeared silently in front of Zhao Zhi, forcefully piercing through Zhao Zhi's internal energy armor and sinking into his chest.

"You guys are going too far!"

Zhao Zhi pulled out the arrow casually, and looking at his injuries that could not recover quickly because of the locked will, he exploded with some anger.

This time he really felt his life was threatened.

After several Danyang veterans joined in, he was now like a tiger being hunted by a pack of dogs. If he wasn't careful, he would be severely attacked.

The broadsword suddenly stretched out at the moment it was swung up and thrown with great force, and its entire shape changed, swinging in all directions like a whip.

Looking at the arc cutting talent displayed by the whip, the veterans around dodged one after another. Zhao Zhi's lethality was too terrifying.

Except for Wu Xi, everyone else would be seriously injured if hit. This is not some fancy mechanism, but pure numerical value, the simplest and most brutal force.

Wu Xi's hands were glowing with miraculous light. One hand directly grabbed the whip, and the other hand slashed horizontally, cutting towards Zhao Zhi's neck with wonderful skill.

However, when the knife approached the neck, a twisting force directly deflected the knife, and the long whip in Zhao Zhi's hand retracted into a horizontal sword.

"Spiral stance? You guy!" Wu Xi opened the steering wheel again and looked at Zhao Zhi in front of him with a headache.

The numbers are there, and the mechanisms are there. It's simply an unsolvable monster.

If he didn't use miracle to strengthen his defense, he would probably be beaten to death.

But the problem is, he doesn't use miracle to offset Zhao Zhi's miracle. Zhao Zhi's methods are too rich, with all kinds of talents at his fingertips, and the power of their cooperation is stronger than their original selves.

Many veterans gave up after a few hits, as they were struck by Zhao Zhi on a spiritual level. (End of this chapter)