Douluo: I am a rotten beast, I will become stronger if I accept disciples

Chapter 147 Flying Army

"Kill me!"

Feng Xiaotian took the lead. He was dressed in a black suit and his long hair was flying freely in the wind.

At this moment, his eyes were filled with cold murderous intent, as if the Star Luo Empire troops on the ground were fish on the chopping board.

Before he finished speaking, he waved his hand violently.

hum!
In an instant, several green wind blades several meters long shot out from in front of him, breaking through the air with a sharp whistling sound.

The soldiers of the Xingluo Empire were galloping on their horses and couldn't stop for a while.

Besides, they are just a group of mortals, how could they possibly have the ability to avoid these attacks.

"what!"

In an instant, screams were heard continuously. Wherever the wind blade passed, the soldiers of the Xingluo Empire were chopped to pieces.

Those ordinary mortal soldiers were easily cut in pieces like fragile straws under Feng Xiaotian's green wind blade attack.

For a moment, screams and shouts were intertwined, and the originally neat queue fell into chaos.

After receiving Feng Xiaotian's order, other members of the Flying Army followed suit and launched an attack.

The flying military soul master with long-range attack capabilities releases his soul skills.

In an instant, rays of flashing soul skills poured down towards the army of the Star Luo Empire.

Those who did not have the means of long-range attack controlled the Zhuge Divine Crossbow equipped on the flying soul guide and fired a volley of crossbow arrows.

These Zhuge divine crossbows are the spoils of war from destroying the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. It would be a waste if they were not used.

Crossbow arrows rained down like dense raindrops, covering the sky and the sun, instantly shrouding the army of the Xingluo Empire in the shadow of death.

"Puff puff!"

The sound of arrows piercing through flesh rang out one after another. Those mortal soldiers had no way to defend themselves. They were all ripped open, and some even exploded into a ball of bloody mist.

Under the fierce attack in an instant, the army of the Xingluo Empire suffered heavy losses in an instant.

After just one round of attack, the originally mighty army of 100,000 was reduced to less than 20,000 people.

Among them, more than half of the thousands of soul masters were killed or wounded, and the scene was extremely tragic.

Although Ling Leizhu was a Titled Douluo, he did not expect that the Tianlong Empire would discover his whereabouts in advance and launch a surprise attack.

Riding on horseback, his eyes widened with anger, he witnessed his army suffer a devastating blow.

"Damn Tianlong Empire, how dare you plot against me!" His eyes were blazing with anger!

I thought this surprise attack would easily win the first battle for the Xingluo Empire.

Unexpectedly, the Tianlong Empire discovered their plan in advance and launched such a fierce counterattack.

In the sky, Feng Xiaotian looked at the miserable state of the Xingluo Empire's army, a sneer appearing on the corner of his mouth.

He knew very well that the opportunity for war was fleeting and he must not give the enemy a chance to breathe.

So, he called out to the Flying Army without hesitation: "Brothers, turn back and prepare for the second round of attack!"

"Yes, General Feng!"

The Flying Army responded in unison, quickly adjusted their direction, and rushed towards the Xingluo Empire's army again.

Ling Leizhu looked at the Flying Army rushing towards him again, the anger in his heart reached its peak, his eyes were cold, and he snorted coldly.

"Hmph, an army without a Soul Douluo in command, you really think you can turn the tables? I'm a Titled Douluo!"

His martial soul is the Mad Thunder Pig, which does not have the ability to fly.

However, at this time, Ling Leizhu, as a Titled Douluo, already possessed the ability to walk in the air.

Flying is no longer his weakness.

Before he finished speaking, Ling Leizhu, with his hair standing on end in anger, suddenly jumped up from the ground, and his martial spirit instantly possessed his body.

Instantly, his body began to undergo drastic changes, gradually growing in size. A thick layer of black scales appeared on his skin, and his entire face twisted and deformed, transforming into a pig's head with two sharp tusks.

At this moment, his body was surrounded by a layer of violent red thunder, which was extremely imposing.

"Prepare to die, little bastards!"

Ling Leizhu roared and swung his hands violently.

There was a rumbling sound, and countless red thunders smashed towards the Flying Army like mad dragons.

The thunder dyed the entire sky blood red, like a heavenly calamity.

With such dense lightning, some flying soldiers who were not very skilled had no time to dodge.

They turned to ashes the moment they were hit, without even having time to scream.

Even someone as skilled as Feng Xiaotian would be in trouble if he was within the range of Thunder's attack.

He relied on the flying ability provided by the Gale Two-Headed Wolf to dodge left and right, and with his own flexible body movements, he struggled to avoid the deadly lightning.

However, Feng Xiaotian was only a Soul Emperor after all, so how could he remain unscathed from the attack of a Titled Douluo?

Some scars gradually appeared on Feng Xiaotian's body, his clothes were destroyed by red lightning, and several black holes with blood flowing appeared on his body.

In the same wave of attack, the 10,000-strong Flying Army was reduced to less than 5,000, with more than half of them suffering casualties.

Seeing this scene, Ling Leizhu couldn't help but laugh wildly with excitement: "Hahahaha, little ones, now you know how powerful a Titled Douluo is!"

His laughter echoed across the battlefield, full of pride and arrogance.

Feng Xiaotian was also shocked when he heard this. He didn't expect that Ling Leizhu was actually a Titled Douluo.

Without thinking, he blurted out: "What? You are actually a Titled Douluo?! But why are you so weak?!"

Feng Xiaotian was puzzled. He had come into contact with more than a dozen Titled Douluo and was well aware of how powerful they were.

Even though it is clear that the gap between each level of Titled Douluo is very large, it is not to say that the gap is really that big.

However, Ling Leizhu gave him the first impression that he was not like a Titled Douluo, but more like a Soul Douluo.

If he hadn't heard what he just said, he really thought Ling Leizhu was a Soul Douluo.

In fact, it’s not Feng Xiaotian’s fault that he made a mistake in perception.

Ling Leizhu accepted the so-called inheritance from a third-level god, but the so-called inheritance was nothing more than a divine power that had been diluted countless times.

He was originally a Soul Douluo with no hope of becoming a Titled Douluo. After forcibly absorbing that divine power, he forcibly raised his soul power to level ninety.

Because he couldn't find a soul beast of high age, and he was eager for quick success, his ninth soul ring only absorbed a 20,000 to 30,000-year-old thunder-attracting pig.

A soul beast with a ninth soul ring cannot even compare to his seventh or eighth soul rings.

Because he originally thought that after becoming a Titled Douluo, he would be able to rise rapidly in the Star Luo Empire and trample under his feet those who looked down on him.

However, in the past two years, he was not the only one who had this opportunity. There were more than 30 people in the Xingluo Empire alone.

So he became a Titled Douluo, but he was only ranked last in combat power among the Titled Douluo.

Otherwise, he would not still be an earl and have to act according to Dai Yutian's mood.

When Ling Leizhu heard what Feng Xiaotian said, he was so angry that he was shaking all over. His whole head was red and smoking, as if it was cooked.

Because Feng Xiaotian's words touched his sore spot.

Because of his weak soul power and low combat ability, he was often ridiculed by the newly promoted Titled Douluo in the Star Luo Empire.

Ling Leizhu's eyes were bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth as he unleashed all his soul power.

In an instant, his entire body was surrounded by red lightning, giving him an intimidating look.

"Boy, you are looking for death!"

(End of this chapter)