Five Elements Heaven

Helian Tianxiao was a little anxious, hadn't the Yinshuang tribe entered the attack position yet?

He was keenly aware that changes were quietly taking place on the battlefield. Helian Tianxiao was promoted step by step from the grassroots level, and his perception of local details on the battlefield was extremely keen. The Divine Wolves are getting used to the volleys of Hive heavy artillery, but the enemy is also getting used to their tactics. The salvos of the Hive heavy artillery were changing, and the most immediate result was that casualties began to mount. Although the increase was not large, in Helian Tianxiao's eyes, this was a very bad signal.

Duanmu Dusk and Thunder Sword are as annoying as flies, appearing and disappearing. These nasty fleas are more cunning and cunning than before, making the Divine Wolf more and more troublesome. What's even more disgusting is that Duanmu Huang seems to be cooperating with the Thunder Sword. If Helian Tianxiao hadn't always been vigilant, the two would have almost broken up a team just now.

The enemy was far more difficult than he expected.

According to the time, the Silver Frost Division should arrive at the flank of the Tower Cannon Alliance.

But there was no movement on the enemy's flanks.

Did you encounter any accident? Or does the enemy have other plans?

Helian Tianxiao forced himself to calm down. The two generals under his command, Xing Shan, the leader of Liehua Blood Tribe, and Song Xiaoqian, the leader of Yinshuang Tribe, have completely opposite personalities. Xingshan is as fierce as fire and extremely aggressive. Song Xiaoqian is as calm as ice and handles things in a calm manner. Both of them have their own characteristics, but when it comes to trust, Helian Tianxiao trusts Song Xiaofeng more.

From the first day he met Song Xiaoqian, Helian Tianxiao had never seen Song Xiaoqian do anything outrageous. Sometimes Helian Tianxiao gets hot-headed, and it is Song Xiaoqian who helps him back out.

Song Xiaoqian must have understood how critical the current situation was. The delay in launching an attack must have been due to an unexpected situation.

Helian Tianxiao couldn't figure out what other back-ups the other party could have, but this was also the time to think about it.

There were two choices before him, either continue to wait and wait for the Yinshuang Department to launch an attack on the enemy's camp on the flank, or directly attack the enemy's camp.

Both options have pros and cons.

The first option is equivalent to placing all hopes of victory on the Yin Shuang Department. What if the Yin Shuang Department does not arrive at the flank of the camp?

He was not completely sure about the second option. Even if he could win, the casualties would be extremely heavy. Helian Tianxiao roughly estimated that he would be considered lucky if he could survive one-third of his life in the end.

Faced with a dilemma, Helian Tianxiao decided to wait another twenty breaths. If the Yinshuang tribe had not launched an attack on the enemy's flank, he would lead his team in a desperate charge.

Having made a decision in his heart, Helian Tianxiao no longer hesitated. He regained his composure and silently counted the time in his heart.

The tower gun alliance's camp is in full swing.

Actual combat is far from being comparable to daily training. After experiencing the initial panic, the tower gunners of the Tower Gun Alliance now no longer have any fear or panic. They are furious and look like crazy. The thick and hot body of the Hive Heavy Cannon emits an astonishing heat wave, distorting the surrounding air. Its temperature is even higher than the lava underground.

Sizzling, people were burned from time to time, but the tower gunners didn't notice it.

The roar of the hive heavy artillery became the most beautiful sound in their ears. Even the powerful impact of the cannon body bombardment made them feel extremely happy. Everyone was so engrossed that their faces looked distorted and hideous.

Most of the main members of the Tower Cannon Alliance were Yuan Xiu who had retreated from the front line in defeat, but was unwilling to leave and hoped to fight again. They never lack the will to fight, they are eager to fight, and many of them are willing to die.

The encouragement given to them by the seniors of Xiaoshan is unimaginable to others.

Some were mumbling words, waiting for Zu Yan's command; some were silent, their cheeks pressed against the hot cannon body, but as motionless as icebergs.

The fat man squinted his mung bean-sized eyes with a fierce glare. He was like a cunning beast, constantly looking for the enemy's weaknesses.

He was immersed in fighting mode.

Now he is no longer the timid coward who only knew how to run away. After becoming a master, he is like a completely different person. I have to say that fate is always so wonderful. Even he himself could not imagine that one day he would be able to calmly command so many subordinates in battle.

In people's impression, fat people are lazy. But only people like Ai Hui who are familiar with him know that Fatty is indeed lazy, but he is not lazy at all when using his brain. It's just that in the past, fat people's brains were usually used to be lazy.

The Tower Cannon Alliance's camp was high up, and the Yinshuang tribe's transfer fat man had a panoramic view. Helian Tianxiao's intentions were quite guessed by him.

But in that direction...

Hehe, the fat man sneered in his heart.

Fatty's trust in Ai Hui was completely blind from the bottom of his heart. Whether Ai Hui was injured or poisoned, Fatty didn't believe that anyone could kill Ai Hui. If Ai Hui died one day, Fatty felt that the place where Ai Hui's coffin was buried would be able to suppress ghosts.

If the other party cannot wait, they will definitely fight back with all their might.

That's when all is lost.

Bah, bah, bah, Fatty hasn’t lived enough yet.

Fatty found that the enemy had become more slippery, obviously intending to buy time. He had an idea, and while arranging for some of the hive heavy artillery to fire volleys, he also arranged for some of the hive heavy artillery tower gunners to start rotating, giving them a precious chance to rest.

Fatty's arrangement was very careful, and even Helian Tianxiao didn't notice that the number of salvos fired by the hive heavy artillery quietly decreased a lot.

The fat man squinted his mung bean eyes, waiting for the time for the decisive battle to come.

In the valley sword formation, the battle was extremely fierce.

The dense sword array is now in a mess everywhere, with the stubble of broken swords exposed. Countless lightsabers were flying in the air at astonishing speeds, like streaks of lightning. Their speed is extremely fast, dragging long traces of light in the air, like flying ribbons of light. But there are too many light bands, which wrap around the silver frost part and pass through the silver frost part from time to time.

Puff puff.

The sound of exploding blood flowers was like music from hell. Every time it plays, someone falls to the ground.

The Silver Frost Tribe was in chaos, and they had no time to take care of their companions. They were panicking and guarding against the lightsaber that would come out of nowhere. The defensive light that could block the volleys of hive heavy artillery was as fragile as paper in front of these tiny lightsabers.

No defensive moves can stop the lightsaber. The lightsaber is like the scythe of death, ruthlessly harvesting their lives. They have never been so helpless.

Why is this happening?

Some smart-minded soldiers suddenly thought that they had just noticed that the aura of the sword formation was somewhat similar to the blood spiritual power, and their faces turned pale.

They vaguely guessed something, and they were even more frightened.

Song Xiaoqian's sharp shout suddenly sounded: Frost Fire!

The Yinshuang soldiers who heard the order were all stunned, Bingshuanghuo...

Of course they know what this order means, especially those with powerful magical powers. They are the best-preserved power. When the overall defense fails to work, personal strength can help them survive better.

Frost and fire...

A powerful man with magical powers roared angrily, and suddenly transparent flames rose up all over his body. As the flames puffed out, an astonishing chill suddenly erupted.

The silver frost wolf under his crotch raised its head and howled, its white and spotless hair igniting cold flames.

At this moment, danger was approaching, and a lightsaber lay silently on the ground, aiming at the abdomen of the Silver Frost Wolf under his crotch. A shot came from behind, targeting the back of his head. The other one whizzed past another soldier's body at an extremely tricky angle.

A ferocious smile and contempt appeared on the face of the powerful man with magical powers.

Huh, the cold flames are puffing out, and the chill is spreading.

The lightsaber flying close to the ground was stained with a layer of frost, and fell to the ground with a clang, struggling like a fish out of the water, moving twice and then becoming motionless. The other two lightsabers were exactly the same. The swords were covered with frost, lost their spirituality, and fell to the ground.

Other powerful people with magical powers roared and used [Frost Fire].

Frost Fire, the desperate move of the Silver Frost Division, can only be used by those with strong magical powers. The flames produced are extremely cold and can freeze everything. But once it is used, the life of the powerful person with magical power will become its fuel.

Before their lives burned out, they were unprecedentedly powerful!

A powerful man with magical powers covered in ice and fire roared, suddenly rose into the air, and broke free from the web of light woven by countless lightsabers!

Behind him, four other powerful men with magical powers rushed out of the sword light net!

The eyes of the five people were firmly locked on the figure in the center of the sword formation. They suddenly exploded in the air, drawing five arcs, like flowers blooming, and rushed towards the figure in the center of the sword formation from different directions.

The sword roared loudly!

The densely packed lightsabers suddenly divided into five torrents of lightsabers, chasing the five people in the air!

The other Silver Frost soldiers felt the pressure lighten, their surrounding vision returned to normal, and they finally saw clearly what happened.

The speed of the lightsaber was as fast as lightning, and he quickly caught up with the five powerful men with magical powers. They tightly wrapped around the five people, and the dazzling light traces surrounded them, submerging their figures, like a ball of light woven by five beams.

Crackling, lightsabers kept falling, like rain.

Light sabers kept flying from all directions in the sword array, shooting towards the five light balls.

Why are there more and more lightsabers?

Song Xiaoqian was a little confused. She caught a glimpse of the ground out of the corner of her eye and couldn't help but be stunned. She originally thought that the scene of corpses scattered everywhere did not appear. Although it was a mess and there were broken swords everywhere, there was no trace of blood. Where were the corpses of the soldiers who died in the battle?

Her face suddenly turned pale.

What kind of monster was born in the sword array?

No, it's the devil! The flesh-devouring devil!

Unprecedented fear enveloped her body and mind, as if an invisible hand was holding her heart tightly, and she couldn't breathe.

The figure in the center of the dense sword formation was vague, and he seemed to be very young.

There is already a smooth road in front of us. Is it leading to hell?