One Person: Revitalize the Sword Sect, Start with the Sword Challenge of the Ten Lords

Faced with the sudden increase in the number of enemies, even the coalition forces led by Ye Lin felt unprecedented pressure. After all, no matter how well-trained they were, they were still consumable products. If the number was too large, they would still be in trouble.

"It seems that this battle is not over yet..." Ye Lin murmured softly and then quickly regained his usual calm and composed attitude to command his own camp to launch a new round of counterattack plan.

The battlefield was filled with smoke, and the confrontation between the two sides was intertwined like swords and sabers.

Ye Lin stood at the forefront, scanning the entire battlefield with his bright eyes, not missing a single detail.

Under his command, the soldiers formed by Qi were divided into several small teams and launched a fierce attack on Ma Xianhong's puppets from all directions.

"Left team, go around to the right and flank us! Center team, follow me!"

Ye Lin gave the order in a deep voice, his words carrying an unquestionable power.

These soldiers made of pure energy moved swiftly and orderly, like a well-trained army, launching a fierce charge in the designated direction.

Facing the fierce attack, Ma Xianhong smiled coldly:

"Huh, do you think you can break through my defense like this?"

As he spoke, he flicked his fingers a few times, and suddenly, the seemingly ordinary rocks, trees, and even the air around him began to surge with a strange aura—the normally well-hidden puppet troops emerged one after another, surrounding the coalition. "Come on, let's see who is stronger!"

Ma Xianhong waved his finger lightly, and the puppet soldiers launched an attack towards Ye Lin as if they had received an order.

These puppets have different shapes, some hold sharp swords, some are wearing heavy armor and look fierce; there are also several puppets with huge bodies, and the weapons in their hands are more unique - a huge electric saw is spinning and hissing.

"Go!" Following Ye Lin's command, the Qi soldiers in front of them showed no sign of weakness, transforming into a mighty force and charging forward. In the air, one could almost hear the silent sound of the moment before the two forces collided.

At this critical moment, one of the puppets holding a chainsaw rushed out of the team and pounced on the nearest group of soldiers formed by Qi.

The electric saw was spinning at high speed, making a teeth-grinding noise, and it immediately tore apart the few Qi phantoms at the forefront when it came into contact with them.

However, these seemingly fragile but actually extremely tough little warriors did not retreat. Instead, they gathered together more closely, forming layers of barriers that were difficult to break through.

"Ha, not bad, but watch out!"

Ma Xianhong snorted coldly, a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes before quickly turning cold and ruthless.

"In that case, let's use quantity to make up for your so-called quality."

As soon as he finished speaking, a dense swarm of puppets emerged from the darkness behind him, each emitting a faint, dark blue glow. Clearly, these figures had been meticulously designed and imbued with powerful abilities. "Kill them!" he shouted, issuing his final command.

Suddenly, countless puppets surged towards Ye Lin's camp like a wave. However, facing such a fierce attack, Ye Lin remained calm and did not show any panic. "It seems that this is the only way." As he said this, he clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and began to chant the spell, "Lend me the Qi in my body!"

A moment later, the calm and gentle atmosphere suddenly transformed into a biting, cold blizzard, assaulting the enemies from all directions. Simultaneously, the ground began to tremble unsteadily, cracks gradually appearing and widening until they became deep ravines, swallowing up some of the approaching enemies...

Ye Lin took a deep breath and slowly gathered the Qi in his body between his palms.

His eyes became extremely focused, as if at this moment, the whole world had become quiet.

"With my power, I bless you!"

Ye Lin shouted loudly, then exerted force with both hands. A beam of light shot out from his hands, illuminating the entire battlefield. Then, the light spread out like ripples, enveloping the surrounding soldiers formed by his Qi.

The bodies of the warriors enveloped in the halo began to emit a faint but clearly visible fluorescent light, and every movement seemed to become faster and more powerful.

Their postures, either swinging swords to kill enemies or holding shields to defend themselves, were as lifelike and intimidating as real warriors.

At this moment, Ma Xianhong's expression changed slightly.

"What a cunning fellow!"

He cursed with gritted teeth and without hesitation, immediately controlled the remaining undamaged puppets to launch a fierce counterattack.

In an instant, the sounds of various weapons flying in the air and colliding with each other were endless. The occasional sparks of metal clashes illuminated the night sky, adding a bit of thrilling atmosphere.

Facing this new round of offensive, Ye Linfang seemed to be at ease with his enhanced strength.

A soldier wearing heavy armor and holding a long sword suddenly rushed out from the front of the team, letting out a deafening roar.

"Brothers, kill with me!"

The soldiers who followed closely behind responded to the order and quickly split into three small teams to encircle and suppress the enemy on both sides and in front.

This multi-directional and simultaneous attack method quickly caused cracks to appear in the seemingly indestructible defense line, and even formed vacuum areas in some places, giving the opponent an opportunity to take advantage.

"Don't let them get close to the center!" Ma Xianhong frowned and telepathically ordered his puppets to try to fill the gap. However, at this moment, they were already in a state of being unable to do anything despite their good intentions.

Ye Lin watched the battlefield closely, his gaze as sharp as a falcon's. Ma Xianhong's power was immense, but his puppets were limited. Ye Lin noticed a brief vacuum in one corner of the defense line—the very flaw he was waiting for.

"Move!" Ye Lin gave the order, and he quickly sent a small group of soldiers to attack the vacuum area. These soldiers were composed of pure Qi, and their movements were fast and agile, like invisible wind, making them difficult to defend against.

Ma Xianhong noticed this immediately. His brows furrowed even tighter, and he anxiously mobilized the remaining puppets to intercept.

"Don't let them get close to the central area!" he telepathically communicated to his subordinates.

However, at this critical moment, the puppets' reactions were noticeably slow. Their movements were sluggish, their strength greatly diminished. The once tightly packed defense began to falter, even becoming shaky.

Seeing this, Ye Lin became even more certain of his judgment. He waved his hand, signaling for more soldiers to come forward for support. Suddenly, the battlefield was filled with the sounds of countless hurried footsteps and the clashing of weapons.

Those soldiers formed by Qi are not only powerful in combat, but what is more difficult to deal with is that they can change their forms at will to pass through the enemy lines, thus creating greater chaos.