The World’s Strongest Legion System

"Look, the Sand Clan cavalry is coming!"

"Haha, the Langya infantry scattered and fled in all directions, we won, everyone rush!"

"Let's go together, don't let Li Wenhao run away!"

Seeing the flag of the Sha Clan army and the Langya infantry fleeing to both sides from a distance, the soldiers of the Yan Clan shouted wildly, and felt relieved, and even the battle formation of the Fire Giants, which was holding on with all their strength, also shattered and disappeared for the most part.

Now that the Sand cavalry had arrived, they could naturally take a breather.

"My lord, it's the handsome flag of Guimu Tengchuan, I know this trash, I don't have the guts to disobey!"

"It's really Ghostwood Tengchuan, very good, let him toast our lords after the battle is over!"

"It's unreasonable, it's only at this time, our losses must be held accountable by the Sha people!!"

Under the flag of the Yan Clan commander, many generals of the Yan Clan were also very happy, and they all shouted triumphantly, forgetting what they were doing.

There was a smile on Yan Guanglie's tense face, and he waved his hand: "All generals obey the order, follow me to capture Li Wenhao alive, and avenge my third brother!"

"Kill, the personal brigade sets off!"

The generals of the Yan Clan surrounded Yan Guanglie and led the last 5,000 people guarding the Shuai Banner, screaming and killing them on the battlefield.

"No, it's the Langya cavalry who came to kill us!"

"The people of Langya are crazy. Instead of intercepting the cavalry of the Sand tribe, they still want to outflank them?"

It's a pity that when these people were half excited, they were poured with ice water from the top of their heads, which made their hearts feel cold.

The battle formation of seven ten thousand cavalry on the left and right flanks of the Langya Army swept over like seven gleaming dark clouds with endless murderous intent.

Halfway through their run, the scattered formation of five thousand elite soldiers was like a shivering little white rabbit meeting seven hungry wolves with their mouths wide open.

"Quickly activate the battle array!"

"Fire Giant Battle Formation!"

As Yan Guanglie's personal soldiers, not only are they all above the second rank, they are also veterans who have fought for many years, but the time is too short.

Before the phantoms of the five fire giants could condense, a 10,000-strong heavy armored cavalry burst into a blue light and rushed into the Yan army in an instant.

"Boom, kill!"

A series of explosions caused countless bloody sprays, and before the phantoms of the five fire giants showed their power, they exploded with a bang.

"Protect your lord, quickly release your combat skills!"

"Fire Shield!"

Several generals of the Yan Clan tried their best to unleash their combat skills and moved closer to Yan Guanglie.

Yan Guanglie himself is also at the seventh level. After a short period of confusion, he immediately erected a huge flame shield and flew into the air

"Where are you running!" Huo Qianyao led the three fire spirit leaders, followed closely behind, and slashed Yan Guang back with a single knife.

"Follow me to join the Sand Clan cavalry!" Seeing that he could not escape, Yan Guanglie turned his head and flew towards the main battlefield.

"Hurry up and join the army, the victory is still ours, the Langya army is just jumping over the wall in a hurry!"

The generals of the Yan Clan left five thousand soldiers and fled to the middle of the battlefield with Yan Guanglie. At this point, they still felt that they could win.

"My lord, something is wrong, this is something wrong!" Yan Xiao shouted after Yan Guanglie, although he was young, he had never fought a war.

But he subconsciously felt that something was wrong, as if the sand cavalry oncoming in front of him was not a savior, but a life-threatening monster.

"Let's go!" At this moment, Yan Guanglie couldn't care less about anything else, he shouted impatiently, and still flew forward.

He still didn't dare to fly high, and there were two fire spirit battle formations chasing after him. Just now, a sixth-order fly was too high and was shot to death by an invisible arrow.

As one of the main commanders of the Yan Clan, he has fought in various planes all year round, and has seen various battle formations, but he has never seen such power.

"Follow me!" Huo Qianyao paused for a short while, leading his men to chase after him.

Without Yan Guanglie and other high-ranking fighters, the remaining five thousand personal soldiers are just lambs harvested by the heavy armored cavalry, and they can't make a splash.

"Boom," it was too late, Yan Guanglie and his party had just flown into his infantry team, he was relieved, the 50,000 sand cavalry in front had already killed.

They did not pursue the Langya infantry who were retreating to the two sides, nor did they charge towards the high ground where the Langya King Banner was located. Instead, they formed a charge formation and rushed towards the Yan infantry without slowing down at all.

"What are the people of the Sand tribe going to do?"

"Not good, they are coming for us? Start the battle again!"

"Ghostwood Tengchuan wants revenge? Is he dying?"

The Yan Clan infantry was in chaos. Although they were elite, they had been fighting for a long time and were already exhausted. How could they have spiritual support?

"Bang bang," several fire giants who barely held up, exploded due to unstable spiritual power before they took shape.

It didn't bring any effect, but because of the backlash of mental power, a large number of soldiers fell to the ground spurting blood, causing even greater chaos.

"Ghostwood Tengchuan, you are doomed, my Yanguang family will never let you go!" Yan Guanglie's eyes were blood red, and his heart was full of annoyance.

He never expected that Guimu Tengchuan was just a dog of the Sand Clan, and he dared to resist. Who gave him the courage?

A light suddenly lit up in his mind, remembering the strange behavior of the Langya cavalrymen, he shouted: "Ghost Mu Tengchuan has joined Langya, he is a traitor!"

"Om," the voice was so loud that it could be heard for miles around.

It's a pity that the 50,000 Sand tribe cavalry turned a deaf ear to this and continued to gallop on horseback.

"Boom, bang, bang, bang," under the shocked gazes of the Yan tribe, fifty thousand sand cavalry rushed to the front, and there was a piercing sound, and blood and flesh flew all over the place.

Already exhausted, and because of the betrayal of the Sha tribe, the morale of the soldiers of the Yan tribe fell to the bottom, and they were powerless to fight back.

At this time, they are not as good as an ordinary person with plenty of physical strength.

"Surrender, I surrender!"

"Woo, don't kill me, I surrender!"

All of a sudden, the soldiers of the Yan Clan army, who had few opponents in the various planes, dropped their weapons and surrendered on their knees.

"You guys!" Guimu Tengchuan desperately released a large-scale combat technique, knocking down more than a hundred cavalry of the Sand tribe, and seeing the kneeling soldiers all over the ground, he spurted blood angrily.

This is not only a defeat, but also ruined the reputation of the Yan Clan army, and he, Yan Guanglie, will also be nailed to the pillar of shame!

"Yan Guanglie, take your life and cut through the space!" Among the thousands of troops, Guimu Tengchuan must have been furious, and found Yan Guanglie at a glance.

When the enemies met, they were extremely jealous, and an invisible half-moon arc flew over, and the space it passed was broken, and both people and horses were all shattered.

As a seventh-level warlock, he shouldn't be fighting at close range, but at this time, he came galloping on a scaled horse.

"Are you a space department?" Yan Guanglie was shocked, turned his head and ran into the crowd, and added in his heart: "Wind department, space department, two types of warlocks!"

Warlocks of the space department are extremely rare, especially those who can break through the space barrier at the eighth level without going to the ninth-level demigod state, and can travel through various planes with their bodies. I don't know how many people are envious of them.

If he had known that Guimu Tengchuan was a warlock of two schools, he would either kill him or win him over, and there would be no future troubles.

"Second brother, Guimu Tengchuan can't stay, kill him!" Yan Guanglie yelled while hiding in the crowd.

"Here we come, Flame Slash!" Yan Guangzu had already given up attacking the Langya King Banner when the Sand Clan cavalry rushed over, turned around and ran back.

Hearing the elder brother's order, he killed Guimu Tengchuan without saying a word.

The fight with Langya is a business matter, and the personal enmity with Guimu Tengchuan, or something that cannot be resolved, he can tell which is more important.

"Come on, I'm afraid you won't succeed, space cut!"

Guimu Tengchuan flew into the air, and with a move with one hand, another space cut flew out.