6th first battle

Recently I found out whether it was because it was coming to an end or because I was in low spirits. When I wrote it, it was called a tendon, and it was at the level of a beef tendon. It was really ahhh.

It is expected that this book will end at Chapter 650. I am always used to similar integers, and even adjust them unconsciously. Is this the legendary obsessive-compulsive disorder?

Chapter 617: Fight to the death, the first battle in history

Soul monks have always only valued force, a world where force determines everything.

As smart as Jun Wang, he sat helplessly and watched as Gu Dingtian led the Tianjun Sect to a dead end. The only thing he could do was to rely on his wisdom to tinker on the sidelines.

There are countless smart people in every generation in the world, but the domineering Huntian Sect has always dominated the world by relying on absolute force.

Emotional intelligence is as low as Zuo Wuzhou. No matter how reckless he is, he can still carve out his own world in a crisis-ridden world with his cultivation skills.

All kinds of tricks, no matter how hard it is, will eventually return to the path of victory through force. Strategies are destined to be just embellishments of force.

When he discovered that this must be the final life-and-death battle, Zhu Wudao decisively gave up all hopes about strategies. There was only one way to end everything, and that was force.

From each other's eyes, they can see each other's intentions.

Not only are you tired of continuing to struggle, but I am also tired of being entangled in a small next three days. You are afraid that Zuo Wuzhou will become stronger and fight again, but I, Zuo Wuzhou, have already surpassed the next three days.

I don't want to be tied down for another three days.

Get out of here and move towards a broader world and a more comfortable and powerful soul path.

This is the last battle between them. They will not give up until death.

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Zhu Wudao waved his hands coldly, and thousands of martial saints, driven by a super saint, moved forward with pale faces.

Regardless of whether they voluntarily join the Alliance to Kill the Left or not, at this moment, as a member of the largest and most influential decisive battle in the history of this three-day battle, they can only move forward or move forward, either actively or passively.

forward.

There is no third way to be killed or killed. It's not that they don't want to rebel in the face of war, but that they are powerless.

The Shazuo Alliance gathered all the super saints in the next three days, and all the most powerful sects in the Five Elements World and the Five Elements World joined the alliance.

This means that the martial saints brought by these sects account for at least half of the more than four thousand martial saints.

A famous Martial Saint advanced either actively or passively, killing hundreds of miles away in a mighty and overwhelming manner. This scene was really spectacular. Considering that even at its peak, the Five Elements Realm had never had more than 4,000 Martial Saints.

, this is the largest and most spectacular scene in history.

Zuo Wuzhou was dressed in black. This set of black clothes was made by his mother. His eyes were filled with solemnity, showing nostalgia. He touched the red thread on his sleeves to represent the festival. Zuo Wuzhou said coldly: "Sure enough, here we are again.

set"

Can one rely on the number of Martial Saints to kill an elite Seven Souls? This has never been verified by anyone.

Zuo Wuzhou's expression dimmed, and his voice was like a roar of a tiger: "Longhu, it's your turn."

Between the mountains, Guan Longhu roared and gave an order, leading a steady stream of Martial Saints to float into the sky, leaving the mountains densely again and falling to the open and flat area ahead.

The Martial Saints of the Seventeenth Battalion, under orders from their respective battalion leaders, all prepared themselves for battle. They either grinned or fiercely grabbed their weapons, and spread out at a certain distance, preparing to join the battle.

With a slight chin of his head, Zuo Wuzhou ordered: "Assassin, lead a group of people to follow up."

Nie Beihui jumped up excitedly: "Master, let me go too."

Seeing Zuo Wuzhou's jaw, Nie Beihui jumped down excitedly and landed next to a familiar camp leader. He smiled murderously and said: "We came all the way here just for this battle. Don't let anyone let you go."

My master is disappointed”

This battalion leader was Zuo Wuzhou's old subordinate, and he laughed loudly: "Don't worry, I will never disappoint the alliance leader."

When a group of martial saints heard this, they each laughed ferociously: "We people are not good at anything else, but what we are best at and most proficient in is fighting. We have been fighting in battles since we were young, how can we still be afraid of them?

Is there too many people?”

These martial saints were almost carefully selected. All of them are fierce and ruthless people. All of them are extremely skilled in fighting. They all stand out from the battle formation. They talked and laughed for a while, it was exactly the kind of teachings.

The heart is palpitating and careless.

This is the temperament of a veteran who has experienced hundreds of battles.

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These thousand martial saints are essentially here to be cannon fodder.

Not counting the holy beasts taken as hostages, the Killing Left Alliance still has more than 4,000 martial saints. This is almost equal to a strength of five to one. After the first battle, it is really not optimistic about how many people can survive.

The excitement of many martial saints and their willingness to die for the alliance leader made Zuo Wuzhou's heart stir and warm, and he thought: "These people treat me like they believe in me. I can't live up to it, and I should treat them better."

"Come on, come on. In the Super Saint War, other people didn't help me much. It's not as good as..." After thinking about this, Zuo Wuzhou ordered in a deep voice: "Sheng Xibei, you also bring a group of people down to help them."

There are assassins and Sheng Northwest each leading a group of super saints in the center to provide support, which will surely help more people survive the brutal battle.

The Alliance Martial Saint, who was the first to attack, was about to rush over.

Guan Longhu was once a professional military general in the secular world, and he could be regarded as an extremely rare person among soul monks who was good at commanding. When he saw Guan Longhu, he immediately knew that his morale must not be weakened, and ordered: "Send the order, one to ten battalions, charge into the formation

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Nie Bei returned to the ranks of the sixth battalion. Hearing the sound, he let out a wolf-like howl, and instantly embarked on the charge with countless martial saints.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of Martial Saints from another Lower Three Days transformed into a torrent of steel and rumbled into the array of Alliance Martial Saints in an extremely ruthless and sharp manner.

A crazy fight suddenly broke out across the land and sky for dozens of miles.

The unprepared Martial Saints of the Alliance were caught off guard by the sudden ferocity of these veterans. In the blink of an eye, the Martial Saints of the Tenth Battalion suddenly broke through the front formation and struck behind them with penetrating power.

Then, it was these martial saints who came from the battle formation, grinning fiercely and divided into two waves of troops. One wave blocked the following troops in the front, and the other wave turned around and attacked the front group.

"It's time. Battalions 11 to 15, attack." Guan Longhu calmly floated in the air. Seeing that the situation developed as expected, he gave the order with satisfaction.

Another fifth battalion launched an attack at extremely fast speeds, rushing away like a tidal wave. The seven or eight hundred warrior saints who had been separated were caught in the middle.

Guan Longhu roared loudly to remind: "Oppression, pay attention to oppression"

The martial saints who were eager to kill heard this, and under the leadership of each battalion leader, they began to suppress the activity space of the alliance martial saints.

Seeing the secret at a glance, Zuo Wuzhou smiled: "Longhu is indeed a general. In terms of ability to unite the army, he is much better than me. If you compress and reduce the activity space of the alliance's martial saints, I will see how you can fight with these people who are good at close combat.

The Martial Saint fights.”

Sure enough, after these Martial Saints used the method of oppression to suppress the Alliance Martial Saints to a small space for movement, the battle fatality rate of these Alliance Martial Saints began to increase rapidly.

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The assassin led a group of super saints, walking back and forth in the battle formation like ghosts. As soon as he raised his hand, pieces of martial saints fell like wheat into a pool of blood.

Sheng Beigui led another group of super saints, active on the blocking line, ensuring that the martial saints behind him were surrounded, cut off and killed.

Cutting, surrounding, oppressing, and then blasting to death are Guan Longhu's tactics. They are simple but efficient. The most important thing is that these martial saints are basically veterans. They are good at joint operations and tactical coordination, and can basically use their fingers like their arms.

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With the cutting and encirclement of these veterans and the cooperation of various tactics, a strange two-on-one situation can often be formed.

However, these Alliance Martial Saints who were cut up and surrounded were flying around like mindless flies. There was no cooperation at all, let alone many tactics.

"Gu Biexian, Wei Yuanba, you go up." Seeing that the battle situation was unfavorable and that Sheng Beixi and others were blocking their attack, Zhu Wudao ordered angrily.

Zhu Wudao turned around and roared angrily: "Can any of you tell me where these Martial Saints, these thousand Martial Saints came from? When did Zuo Wuzhou have so many subordinates?"

Gu Dingtian and others all stared at this scene with their mouths open. They watched the thousands of martial saints emerge from the mountains and then fight together, always in a daze.

It doesn't make sense, it doesn't make sense.

There are only so many Martial Saints in the next three days. How come there are suddenly a thousand more Martial Saints?

It should be noted that if it is not a war, the total of the Five Elements Realm is only 600 Martial Saints, and the total of the Five Elements Realm is only 2,000 Martial Saints.

Even during the war, a large number of pills were swallowed to undermine the growth of the young. At most, there were only three to four thousand martial saints in the Five Elements Realm. There were only nearly ten thousand martial saints in the Five Elements Realm.

After the invasion of demons, demon souls, and several wars, there were only about 2,000 Martial Saints left in the Five Elements Realm, and the Five Elements Realm was even more bleak with only more than 5,000 Martial Saints left.

In the last battle in the canyon, nearly 700 to 800 Martial Saints were killed. In addition, several hundred Martial Saints were killed in the battle a few hours ago, and the Kill Left Alliance still has more than 4,000. It can be said that 80% of the Martial Saints in the world are gathered together.

Here it is..

In addition to the Five Elements Realm and the Five Elements Realm, they have escaped and lived in seclusion in recent years because of the brutal and bloody practices of the Killing Left Alliance. No matter how you imagine and where to deduct, there is no way to deduct a thousand Martial Saints.

A huge cloud of doubt hangs over everyone's heart.

On the contrary, the three Martial Gods, whose thoughts and vision were never limited to the next three days, showed shock and observed thoughtfully for a moment.

Xie Busui sighed in surprise: "If I'm not wrong, these thousand martial saints are probably not the same one who has been under the Three Heavens for three days. You see, their fighting methods are different, and almost all of them are single souls."

"From another Xia Santian?" Even Zhu Wudao and Chuan Bubai, all took a breath of cold air and stared at Sheng Xibei: "So, these super saints of unknown origin are also

From another next three days”

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked and their expressions changed.
To be continued...