Douluo: Summon the Three Kingdoms heroes and fight

In the Xingluo Palace, Dai Mubai looked at the newspaper that reported on him, wanting to cry but unable to cry: "Wuwu! Wuwuwuwu~"

A few days later.

Alvin and his group finally arrived at Fengjian Mountain, at the foot of Fengjian Sect.

The individual strength of the Fengjian Sect disciples is not outstanding, but their overall strength is very good and they are good at assembling formations.

It possesses many powerful collective formations, such as the Wind and Thunder Sword Formation, the Wind Pressure Sword Formation, the Heart-Calming Formation, and so on.

In Ivan's opinion, if we compare the overall strength, the Wind Sword Sect should be the leader among the lower four sects. These collective formations are enough to rival the Titled Douluo powerhouses.

The Wind Sword Sect is also the most important sect among the soul masters that Alvin wants to win over on this trip, because they are good at assembling formations.

If the Kingdom of Alvin conquers the Wind Sword Sect and lets the people of the Wind Sword Sect create some small and medium-sized group formations and use them in the army, it will definitely enhance the overall strength of the army.

Therefore, for such a sect that is of great use, Alvin will try his best to win them over with sincerity.

"Let's go up the mountain."

"it is good."

Ivan took a step forward and walked all the way upwards.

There are many disciples patrolling in the mountain.

They soon spotted Aiwen and the others and stood in front of them: "Stop, this is the land of the Wind Sword Sect, outsiders are not allowed to enter without permission!"

Ivan said, "Please inform your clan leader and tell him that I, the king of Ivan Kingdom, am here to speak to you."

"Alvin Kingdom!!"

The disciples heard this and did not dare to neglect it. They immediately sent one person up the mountain to inform Feng Bailong, the leader of Fengjian Sect. Another person said politely, "Everyone, please follow me."

This disciple brought Ivan and others to the gate of Fengjian Sect.

At this time, Feng Bailong had already brought all the disciples to the main gate and were waiting.

The sect gate slowly opened.

A man wearing a light blue suit, with waist-length hair and an eye patch slowly walked out.

This person is Feng Bailong, the leader of the Fengjian Sect, and his soul is Fengjian, a level 89 Soul Douluo.

The leader of the Wind Sword Sect was neither humble nor arrogant, and he did not condescend to show his pride, but he was not rude either. He slightly bowed and said, "Feng Bailong, the leader of the Wind Sword Sect, greets King Ivan."

"I wonder why King Ivan came to our Fengjian Sect?"

Ivan didn't waste any words and got straight to the point: "Sect Master Feng, I hope that your Fengjian Sect can join my Ivan Kingdom and serve my Ivan Kingdom."

Feng Bailong's face changed when he heard this: "What if my Fengjian Sect refuses?"

Ivan smiled and said, "Haha, then we will use our own means to win over the Wind Sword Sect."

Feng Bailong was silent for several seconds.

If the leader of a country comes to win over someone in person, he will probably not leave easily if he fails to achieve his goal.

Feng Bailong understood that if they refused, they would most likely be suppressed by force.

The four people around Ivan are all Titled Douluo masters. Feng Bailong knew this from the incident in which Dai Mubai was beaten in Xingluo City.

If there were only one or two low-level titles, their Fengjian Sect could still handle it, but one of the four had terrifying high-level titles.

The Fengjian Sect was completely unable to stop it.

Aiwen was full of sincerity and said again: "I admire the talents of Fengjian Sect. If Fengjian Sect is willing to submit to my Aiwen Kingdom, Aiwen Kingdom will definitely support it vigorously."

"The future of the Wind Sword Sect will definitely be even higher, surpassing the lower four sects."

Feng Bailong sighed in his heart and made a decision: "If you can break the three major formations of my Fengjian Sect, from now on, the Fengjian Sect will swear allegiance to the Ivan Kingdom until death."

If he waited until Lu Bu and his four men were defeated before surrendering, or surrendered directly, it would appear that he had no dignity and no spine.

But if you lose in the end using this method and then surrender, it is still decent.

Aiwen understood Feng Bailong's thoughts. He nodded and responded, "Okay, I've heard that the Fengjian Sect is good at assembling formations. Today, let's learn it."

"Who among you will break the formation?"

Zhao Yun leaped forward and stood in front of them: "My lord, let Zilong give it a try."

"it is good."

"Master Feng, please start." said Alvin.

Looking at Zhao Yun with his extraordinary bearing, silver robe and silver spear.

Feng Bailong did not dare to be careless and immediately summoned all the disciples of the sect: "Disciples of the Fengjian Sect, listen up and set up the formation!"

"Yes!"

Feng Bailong stepped on the wind sword and flew into the sky. Countless disciples also flew on their swords and came behind Feng Bailong.

"Wind and Thunder Sword Formation, start!"

A strong wave of soul power rose up, and a red circular formation appeared in the sky. Nearly a thousand disciples worked together, controlled by Feng Bailong.

"This is the Wind Sword Formation, the most powerful single-target attack formation of our Wind Sword Sect. It is powerful enough to fight against a Titled Douluo-level warrior."

"This silver-robed warrior, be careful."

As soon as the words fell, a giant sword formed by the power of storm and thunder appeared in the red array diagram, carrying extremely terrifying power.

"The Wind and Thunder Sword Formation is indeed quite something." Ivan's face was serious. He could feel the terrifying power contained in this move.

Zhu Zhuqing tightly grasped Aiwen's arm and said worriedly, "What a strong aura, Aiwen, do you think Uncle Zilong can block it?"

Ivan's mouth corners slightly raised: "Don't worry, Zilong is not an ordinary titled strongman."

"interesting."

Zhao Yun smiled, and became more interested. He waved his dragon-like silver spear towards the sky and said, "Come on!"

"Wind and Thunder Sword Formation, fall!"

Lightning and thunder rose from Zhao Yun's body again, soaring into the sky, as if attached to a silver dragon.

"Thunder Zilong!"

Bang! Boom!

The two forces collided with each other.

The giant sword was pierced through by Zhao Yun's gun and repelled in just two seconds!

"what!"

"How can this be!!"

"So strong. So strong!!!"

The Wind and Thunder Sword Formation was broken just like that.

Feng Bailong and other Fengjian Sect disciples were horrified.

They thought that even if they were defeated, they could still fight back a bit, but they turned out to be so vulnerable.

Zhu Zhuqing was stunned: "Uncle Zilong, so... so amazing."

Feng Bailong said with awe: "May I ask the name of this powerful man?"

"I am Zhao Zilong of Changshan!" Zhao Yun's majestic voice echoed, and the Fengjian Sect was intimidating.

"Zhao Zilong?"

Feng Bailong swallowed and started the formation again: "Set up the formation!!"

"This Wind Sword Sect is quite capable. Zilong, I, Zhang Fei, will break the second formation!"

Zhang Fei also became interested and jumped out.

"This formation is the most powerful group attack formation of our Wind Sword Sect, named Wind Pressure Sword Formation!"

A crystal blue formation appeared in the sky again. Countless wind swords gathered in the sky, using the huge wind pressure to launch a group attack skill.

The power is also very strong.

At that moment, countless wind swords attacked Zhang Fei.

"The wild beast roars!!"

Zhang Fei was seen roaring on the spot, and the terrifying soul power sound waves instantly shattered the wind sword.

"It was easily broken again!!"

"How many powerful and terrifying people are there in the Alvin Kingdom?!"

(End of this chapter)

49. Chapter 49: The Sword Roars in the West Wind, Swallowing Mountains and Rivers

49.

"Too strong! The Wind Pressure Sword Formation was..."

Feng Bailong was also sweating profusely.

Their sect's two most powerful attack formations were actually easily blocked.

If he had chosen to resist just now, then these four strong men alone would be enough to destroy the Fengjian Sect, right?

Because Feng Bailong knew very well that the most terrifying god of war, Lu Bu, was also among them!

"The last round, the Heart-Soothing Formation!"

"This formation is the most powerful defensive formation of our Wind Sword Sect. Even a Titled Douluo would find it difficult to break through!"

"The sword roars in the west wind, swallowing mountains and rivers!"

"Suxin Formation, help!!!" Feng Bailong's majestic voice echoed in Fengjian Sect, with a bit of confidence in his voice.

A huge wind sword fell from the sky and pierced straight into the ground.

Countless Wind Sword Sect disciples mobilized their soul power and gathered thousands of wind swords to form a tenacious defensive barrier. It looked extremely spectacular and powerful, as if it was indestructible.

Seeing this momentum, Alvin couldn't help but praise: "The Suxin Formation is indeed worthy of its reputation!"

As the last defensive barrier guarding Jialing Pass in the original novel, the Fengjian Sect's Suxin Formation is indeed a powerful defense that cannot be easily broken by ordinary low-level Titled Douluo.

"Master Feng, let me break this last attack."

"Emperor's Sword!"

Alvin became interested. Three yellow, purple and purple rings appeared under his feet. He held a golden sword in his hand with a fighting spirit.

“Uh? You? Hahahaha!” Upon hearing this, Sect Leader Feng couldn’t help but burst into laughter: “King Ivan, please stop joking with me.”

"You are indeed a peerless genius, but you are only a Soul Master after all. How can you break my Heart-Suppressing Formation with your own strength?"

"Don't bother with Xufeng."

Feng Bailong thought Alvin was joking.

"It's not just my own strength." Alvin shook his head, and the golden wings of the Emperor Dragon Wings emerged from behind him.

He flapped his wings slightly and flew into the sky: "In a way, this move of mine is also a formation attack skill that gathers the strength of many people."

"Even so, with your Soul Master's cultivation alone, it is impossible for you to break my Heart-Suffering Formation at all!" Feng Bailong was really disdainful and confident.

The strength of ordinary multiplayer formation skills mainly depends on the strength of the controller.

No matter how powerful the strong men around Ivan are, as long as the strength of the person controlling Ivan is average, the power of this formation will not be very strong.

But Ivan's imperial power is not an ordinary collective formation: "Haha, then Sect Master Feng, let's see if I can break your Su Xin Formation with one sword."

"Hmph! If King Alvin can break my Heart-Suffering Formation, no matter what kind of difficulties the Alvin Kingdom faces in the future, my Fengjian Sect will work hard and swear allegiance to you without any hesitation!" Feng Bailong would never believe that Alvin could break it.

"Okay, take it then."

"External soul bone Emperor Sky Dragon Wing soul bone skill, the power of the emperor!!"

A circular formation with brilliant golden light appeared behind Ivan, and the Emperor Sword pointed forward: "Help!"

"Yes! Lord!"

Lu Bu, Zhao Long, Zhao Fei, and Jiang Wei all poured their strength into the circular formation.