My script is a supporting role

As soon as the arrowhead of the flaming arrow landed, it immediately triggered the battle spirit rune, and a raging fire burst out from the ground.

Then came the second, third, fourth...

Countless flame arrows fell to the ground, bursting into flames.

This time, not only the archers, but also the rune-pattern heavy armor array, which was ready to face off against the alienated ones, was also affected.

The flames rose in all directions in the crowd, and the soldiers could only keep moving to avoid the burning of the flames.

At this time, the alienated people of the "Meng" camp let out a burst of laughter, and walked towards the shield wall in front of them with a sledgehammer.

The shield players really wanted to retreat with their shields as before, and continue to maintain the encirclement.

But behind them was already a mess, and the robes driven by the poisonous mist and fire crowded their retreating route, they couldn't move half a step, they could only watch the monster like a hill on the opposite side giggling and laughing Approaching.

"Boom!!!"

The giant hammer fell and hit the shield heavily.

The shield hand only felt that his arms and shoulders seemed to be broken.

"Boom!!!"

"Boom!!!"

"Boom!!!"

After a few more heavy blows, the shield hand spat out a mouthful of blood, his arm fell limply, and the shield fell to the ground with a bang.

As soon as the shield wall was broken, the giant hammer rushed into the battle formation of the heavy armor soldiers.

This time was even more tragic than before.

Due to the influence of flames and poisonous mist, and the presence of poisoned archers, the heavy armored soldiers could no longer maintain the rigorous combat formation as before.

The poisonous fog behind them made it impossible for them to retreat, so they had no choice but to bite the bullet and fight with the oncoming aliens.

The Alienists organized their offensive in an orderly manner just like before.

The sledgehammer fell into the dense crowd, almost no need to deliberately look for the target, and it could hit several heavy armored soldiers with one blow.

And the "Yong" character battalion held a broad-backed heavy axe, followed closely, chopping all the way, like a broken bamboo.

At this time, one of the most elite troops in the Kingdom of David, the Huben Camp, was unable to organize an effective defense or offensive.

Countless blood soaked the earth.

Mo Chen looked at the supervisor platform again, "Tie Hu, don't you stop?"

Tan Jinzhong's face was livid, Huo Di said to Tie Hu: "Commander, please allow the last general to go out."

"I want to challenge Mo Chen!"

These alienated people should be under the command of Mo Chen. If he can be defeated, there may be a chance for a turnaround.

Tie Hu's face was gloomy.

"This time, we lost!"

Although it is difficult to accept, Tiehu has to face this result.

"He has comprehended the law of space, you are probably not his opponent."

"The Tiger Roaring Camp will be here soon."

"By then, these people's momentum will have weakened, their physical strength will decline, and their moves will be exhausted. It will be impossible to resist the attack of [-] Tiger Roaring Soldiers."

But Tan Jinzhong saw the serious loss of his subordinates, and he was very angry in his heart, and said loudly: "This person is the key to the opponent's formation, and we will go out to fight him one time."

"Even if you really can't take him down, you must try your best to injure him, and you can't let him be so rampant."

After finishing speaking, Tan Jinzhong swooped down from the supervisory platform, jumped on a horse and rushed straight out.

Mo Chen watched Tan Jinzhong speeding all the way to Juechen, but his eyes were indifferent.

"You are not my opponent!"

Tan Jinzhong's eyes were red, his whole body burst into a dazzling battle glow, and he jumped up from his horse.

"Whether it is an opponent or not, you have to fight to know!"

A clear whistle sounded from behind Mo Chen, and the fiery red flying sword flew out.

A full moon rose in the sky, and the sky and the earth were suddenly filled with coldness. In the bright moonlight, snowflakes danced all over the sky.

Every snowflake has a fierce sword intent.

Second Grade Sword Intent.

Moonlight and snow fall.

"If you want to fight him, you have to pass me first!"

Tan Jinzhong swung the saber in his hand, and slashed towards Murong Qingyue with the sound of wind and thunder.

Murong Qingyue held out the long sword, snowflakes were flying, and the sword's intent was sharp.

Every snowflake that fell on Tan Jinzhong's body was like a sharp sword.

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

The lapel robe on Tan Jinzhong's body was torn several times.

There were bloody mouths cut by sword intent on his face and hands.

Tan Jinzhong let out a wild roar, his saber burst out with a three-foot light, and attacked Murong Qingyue with all his strength.

The long sword in Murong Qingyue's hand was light and erratic, snowflakes fell, and Tan Jinzhong's body was covered with blood.

"You are not my opponent."

Murong Qingyue said indifferently: "Either let your people stop, or let that Tiehu come out."

Chapter 468 Lin Jin in the Yard

Tan Jinzhong was angry, annoyed, and frightened.

What annoyed him was that Dutong, the majestic Huben camp, couldn't even beat the teenage girl in front of him.

Looking at Mo Chen, who was calm and composed, he never worried about Murong Qingyue from the beginning to the end, and obviously had great confidence in this girl.

"Are these practitioners now so strong?"

"You're only in your teens, and your cultivation is so terrifying?"

Tan Jinzhong didn't want to admit it, but he had to admit it.

These seemingly young boys and girls do have incredible abilities.

Tan Jinzhong's fighting spirit was surging, and he launched a rush attack with all his strength, trying to restore the decline.

But Murong Qingyue swung the long sword freely, and took over his moves one by one.

Moreover, Murong Qingyue seemed to deliberately save some strength, even if she saw obvious flaws in Tan Jinzhong's tactics, she was not in a hurry to attack.

Mo Chen saw Murong Qingyue's intentions.

"Some time ago, she has been exchanging swordsmanship with Yu Lingze, and even raised her sword intent to the second rank."

"Today, she took this opportunity to fight Tan Jinzhong to prove her comprehension of swordsmanship..."

The two fought for a while, and Tan Jinzhong finally withdrew his moves and backed away, with a terrified look on his face.

"I lost!"

Seeing that he stopped, Murong Qingyue stopped her sword too.

"Since you lost, let your subordinates withdraw."

Tan Jinzhong said: "This battle is the order of the commander-in-chief. As long as the commander-in-chief has not ordered a retreat, I will not order it."

Mo Chen glanced at Tan Jinzhong, and said, "Your Huben camp should have dealt with people who should be dealt with better, but now it is being damaged for no reason in this place."

"Does it make sense to you?"

Tan Jinzhong shouted in a deep voice: "I have always followed the commander-in-chief. No matter what the commander-in-chief decides, of course I will support him without hesitation."

Mo Chen snorted softly and ignored him.

It's useless to talk to him about such a loyal follower.

Turning his head to look at Tiehu on the supervisory platform, Mo Chen raised his voice and said, "Tiehu, the outcome of this round has been decided, why don't you stop?"

Tie Hu's eyes were gloomy, and he said coldly: "You let me lose so many soldiers and horses, do you want me to stop with just one word?"

Mo Chen chuckled and said, "These damages are all your own fault."

"And to tell you the truth, the Blood Spirit Sect is hiding in the dark right now. The more blood is shed here, the happier they are."

"Before the battle started, I had specifically instructed the people on my side not to do anything as a last resort."

"I did this to minimize unnecessary casualties and bloodshed..."

At this moment, Murong Qingyue frowned suddenly, and said to Mo Chen, "Mo Chen, have you noticed that the ground over there..."

Mo Chen followed Murong Qingyue's reminder and looked over, his face suddenly changed.

On the battlefield where the Alienists fought against the Huben Camp, the loess on the ground was originally covered with blood.

But now, those bloodstains mysteriously disappeared.

Mo Chen understood immediately.

The opponent is ready to act.

"Tie Hu, the Blood Spirit Sect is ready to attack, why don't you give the order?"

Tie Hu's eyes were full of killing intent, and he said: "My battalion of [-] tiger roars is almost here."

"It's because you now have some advantages by relying on strange moves and strange techniques, but now that your moves are exhausted, your people have been fighting for a long time, and their strength is almost at the end of their strength."

"As soon as the [-] Tiger Roaring Battalion arrives, they will wipe out all your rabble."

"As for the Blood Spirit Sect..." Tie Hu sneered arrogantly, "They are doing something in the dark, how can they deal with my army of [-]?"

Hearing this, Feng Yao, who was watching the battle from a distance, turned cold.

"This iron tiger not only mobilized the Huben Battalion, but even the Hu Xiao Battalion."

"Where is this a battle to deal with these [-] alienated people?"

"This guy is clearly trying to deal with me!"

At the same time, another accident occurred in Jinyuan City.

In the "Zaiyang Ningrui" mansion that was secretly bought by the Blood Spirit Sect as its stronghold, a red light suddenly flashed in a certain room, but a person walked out of it.

This person is not very old, he is clearly a young man, and he is extremely handsome.

It's just that he is not only wearing the Taoist uniform of the Qingli Sect, but also has an extremely wide blue sword on his back.

If Mo Chen saw it, he would be shocked.

Because the person carrying the big blue sword was none other than Lin Jin.

Logically speaking, shouldn't Lin Jin have left the Northwest Territory long ago?

Why did it suddenly appear in Jinyuan City?

And it's still in the stronghold of the Blood Spirit Sect?

But if you take a closer look, you can find that Lin Jin's state is a little weird.

There was no expression on his handsome face, but his eyes were blood red, and the eye sockets were densely covered with dark red blood like spider webs.

The body and movements also looked a little stiff, like a lifeless puppet.

Even the Qingxuan Sword in his hand had bloody aura on it.

"Tap, tap..."