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Chapter 157 The Power of the Hundred-Man Legion

A huge military camp was built dozens of miles outside Tiandou City.

The 30 elite soldiers and horses were all of Zhou Chuan's troops and most of the military forces in the eastern part of the empire.

Tiandou City has more troops, more than 50, but its momentum is somewhat sluggish.

After all, in just over a week, 1/3 of the empire has fallen.

Zhou Chuan sat in the camp and watched the generals below discussing without interrupting too much.

Professional people do professional things. Zhou Chuan just issued an order to start the attack today.

As for how to attack and how to command? There are professional people to operate it, Zhou Chuan just needs to wait quietly for victory.

"Such a lot of research is not for me to go into battle personally. It's time to test the results." Zhou Chuan looked at Yang Wudi and the others with a smile on his face.

The Wuhun Legion, which imitates the legion system, is Zhou Chuan's trump card in the war.

After some discussion, a battle plan was decided.

All troops and horses were mobilized, and the final decisive battle was about to begin.

In Tiandou City, 50 troops also lined up, marching slowly forward in a mighty manner, and a chilling atmosphere spread on the battlefield.

In addition to these armies, there are also a large number of soul masters, especially the disciples of the Haotian Sect, whose aura is obviously stronger than that of ordinary soul masters.

Dai Mubai and Oscar were also among them, looking at the opposite side from a distance, feeling a little regretful in their hearts for agreeing to Yu Xiaogang's invitation.

The 30-strong army was fine, but what they regretted was the special team of four hundred people and the thousands of soul masters with extraordinary momentum.

The 100 soul masters were like one body, flying flexibly in the sky at extremely fast speeds, and were already close in the blink of an eye.

"Enemy attack!"

A shrill roar sounded, causing the somewhat stunned soul masters to react.

The opponent's speed is really too fast, and it is also fast overall.

But when I realized it now, it was already too late.

The densely packed wind feathers were like the sharpest blades, hitting his face like a downpour.

"Ahhh-!"

The tragic sound sounded, and the aura of concern suddenly spread among the army.

Hundreds of people died in the blink of an eye, and various body parts and meat mixed with blood were spread on the ground.

The hundred-man army flying in the air was like a dark cloud, leaving a bloody mark on the picture of the 60-strong army.

The sum is still spreading at an extremely fast speed!

"Traitor! Die!"

A roaring sound sounded, and the flames burst into the sky, forming a giant hammer in the sky and smashing into the Min clan's hundred-man army.

The leader of the Hundred-Man Legion is an old man in his fifties or sixties, not Bai He.

That old guy had long been deprived of power. After all, with Zhou Chuan's support, the hateful faction of the Min clan could easily come to power.

That's why this hundred-man army was formed. Those sensitive people who didn't like fighting or didn't have that much hatred were all excluded from the center of power.

I do some commercial transportation tasks and receive a monthly salary, but my life is quite stable.

The hundred-man army was all willing to fight or hate the Haotian Sect.

Looking at the huge hammer fiercely, the hundred-man army was extremely fast, and the strong wind enveloped all of their bodies, and they easily dodged the attack.

Even as if they were playing, they were flying around, dodging attacks while killing.

The seventh elder, also known as Lieyang Douluo, had eyes burning with anger.

It is unforgivable to see how these subordinate clans of the original sect dare to play with themselves like this.

hum!
  Powerful soul power rippled out, and a fiery red shadow emerged between the sky and the earth.

The Seventh Elder used his martial soul avatar, and nine soul rings emerged one after another, and a powerful aura filled the air in all directions.

"So strong! Is it the Clear Sky Sect and the Clear Sky Hammer?" Dai Mubai was surprised.

"It's really strong, but those 100 people are too fast. I'm afraid they can't attack at all." Oscar looked up and shook his head slightly. At this moment, the sound of fighting came from the front.

The two armies fought head-on.

And it's time for them, the soul masters, to take the stage.

Above the sky, the seventh elder looked ashamed and angry. He had been teased by a group of soul masters with the most soul saints, and he couldn't let go of his old face at all.

He looked at the hundred-man legion of the Min clan that flew to a distant place and stopped, looking at him.

The Seventh Elder couldn't care less, so he chased after him with the Clear Sky Hammer in hand.

Seeing this, the hundred-man legion of the Min clan immediately hung up the seventh elder.

Not long after flying forward, the seventh elder suddenly felt his scalp numb, and a state of being locked by a wild beast came to his mind.

"Old dog, die!"

A voice full of anger suddenly echoed across the battlefield.

A long spear with a thigh thickness of more than ten meters appeared in the sky in the blink of an eye.

The next moment, he arrived in front of the seventh elder. He only had time to block the Clear Sky Hammer beside him when he felt an unusually huge force.

It was an unstoppable and huge force, and it was impossible to control the body shape.

His hands were in severe pain and blood was flowing. The seventh elder gritted his teeth and formed a shield in front of the Clear Sky Hammer to resist the huge spear.

"Crack! Kick!"

A clear voice sounded from the front, the soul ring formed a shield, and cracks appeared.

The seventh elder tensed up personally, but suddenly he felt a powerful force coming from behind.

An extremely hard touch came, and pain spread through the back and throughout the body. A sudden pain hit the back of the head, and everyone was stunned.

"boom!"

The spear easily penetrated the soul ring's defense, knocked away the Clear Sky Hammer, penetrated the elder's chest, and penetrated into the ground behind.

The powerful soul power was released from it, instantly destroying all the vitality of the seventh elder and bringing him to death.

It was rushed from the air to the ground, and then penetrated and fixed on the ground. The whole process took less than two seconds.

"No!"

A mournful roar sounded, powerful thunder suddenly erupted, and the entire sky became dark.

"Yang Wudi!"

Angry voices resounded on the battlefield, and Tang Xiao's eyes were full of murderous intent, wanting to kill Yang Wudi on the spot.

Although his relationship with the Seventh Elder is not harmonious, they are also members of the same clan.

What's more, if the Haotian Sect wants to make a comeback and restore its past glory, it needs a titled Douluo.

There are only six in the entire sect, and any one of them is an extremely important pillar, and there is no room for loss.

Now he is watching a man die.

"boom!"

Another huge javelin rushed towards Tang Xiao in the sky in the blink of an eye.

Tang Xiao's face was stern, the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand expanded in the blink of an eye, and with the support of the power of thunder, he blasted the flying javelin.

"boom!"

The two collided, creating an extremely powerful explosive aura.

The powerful force coming from his hands caused Tang Xiao's expression to change, and he quickly turned away.

Swish!
  The javelin rushed out, and the biting wind blade left a trail of blood on his cheek.

"Hahaha! Haotian Sect, you too have today." Yang Wudi laughed heartily.

I saw him standing in an open space, with hundreds of legions beside him, and hundreds of huge javelins on the other side, piled into a small mountain.

(End of this chapter)