Chapter 283 The more you look, the more you like it
Qiu Wentian frowned deeply. Nangong Ruoli's use of the battle technique had reached a level that made him look up to him.
The glimmer of hope that had remained before was completely shattered. Qiu Wentian was sweating now. His brother's army of 300,000 would never be able to come back.
Plus his own army of 400,000, it’s a total of 700,000!
Qiu Wentian was unwilling to accept that the 700,000-strong army was defeated in this battle. This was the first time since his debut that he had tasted defeat. It turned out to be so sad.
"The last change!" Qiu Wentian waved the command flag somewhat dully. If he could not break through the siege of the Great Chaos-derived formation this time, then I am afraid that not many of the 400,000 troops would be able to escape alive.
A bitter smile appeared at the corner of Qiu Wentian's mouth. Failure was not terrible. Perhaps what was really difficult for him to accept was defeat at the hands of a sixteen-year-old boy.
Since the invasion of the Soaring Dragon Empire, the team he led has been playing steadily without making a single mistake, and the results are also in his favor.
But this battle will shatter all his previous efforts, along with all his previous auras.
Nangong Ruoli had a calm look on his face, his flags kept dancing in front of him, and the Great Chaos Derived Formation was fully displayed. The one hundred and tenth change that Qiu Wentian relied on for survival finally failed to turn the tide of the battle.
"Huh——" The Great Chaos Derived Formation seemed to have reached a climax, and the five teams quickly scattered, like water in a bowl of fine sand.
It penetrated into the entire Hunyuan Wuji Tiandou Formation. Immediately, the formation was changing, and all the small formations that were connected were broken apart.
Derivative, that is, derivative, is new life. Every team and every person seems to be scattered, but they have their own trajectory. Of course, this trajectory is in the hands of Nangong Ruoli.
While the command flag was waving, the Hunyuan Wuji Tiandou Formation was finally overwhelmed and completely collapsed, just like Qiu Wentian's heart, it was also broken.
Without the support of the Hunyuan Wuji Tiandou Formation, the ranks of the coalition soldiers also became more chaotic. They fought independently, and the casualties also increased sharply.
"It's over..." Qiu Wentian's face turned pale, and he finally uttered two words slowly. His expression instantly became decadent, and all his beliefs and confidence were shattered into powder.
"Marshal, let's retreat!" Li Tong, who had been guarding Qiu Wentian on one side, said immediately when he saw that the situation was over.
"I lost, I actually lost! The Hunyuan Wuji Heaven Dou Formation actually lost!" Qiu Wentian murmured, turning a deaf ear to Li Tong's words.
Li Tong couldn't help but sigh when he saw this. Although Qiu Wentian was called a genius, this was his first time to use the Hunyuan Wuji Heavenly Dou Formation.
Li Tong was an old friend of the Qiu family, and he knew Qiu Wentian's personality very well. By hiding the Hunyuan Wuji Heavenly Dou Formation like this, he was just waiting for the chance to make a big splash.
However, things in the world are unpredictable. Who could have imagined that three hundred thousand years later, when the Hunyuan Wuji Heaven Dou Formation reappears in the world, the descendants of the terrifying God of War will also come with the Great Chaos Derived Formation to cope with the disaster.
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Qiu Wentian was not wrong, but he had some bad luck in meeting Nangong Ruoli. If it had been another group of reinforcements, even Nangong Lie would have been severely humiliated by Qiu Wentian.
But now that the matter has come to this, what else can be said?
Li Tong was silent, his eyes couldn't help but fall on Qiu Wentian's face, and a hint of panic instantly rose.
At this time, Qiu Wentian was almost on the verge of going crazy. His eyes were red due to congestion, and his whole body's aura was also chaotic.
"Calm down!" Li Tong slapped Qiu Wentian on the back, sending in a steady flow of strong energy, suppressing the violent momentum.
Slowly breathing out a sigh of relief, Li Tong retracted his palm and said softly: "Marshal, how do you feel now?"
Qiu Wentian also came to his senses. Thinking of his situation just now, a cold sweat broke out on his back. He hurriedly bowed and said, "Thank you, Mr. Li..."
"Marshal, we can leave the green hills without worrying about having firewood. The situation is over. Let's retreat!" Li Tong said again.
Qiu Wentian nodded. The Great Chaos Derived Formation was getting stronger and stronger, and it was impossible to resist it. Now he could only retreat. As many of his troops could escape as many as they could.
After making up his mind, Qiu Wentian waved the flag in his hand again and issued the order to retreat.
After receiving the order, no one of the coalition soldiers was willing to delay any longer. Being trapped in the opponent's bastard formation was like being trapped in a swamp. It was an irresistible and uncomfortable feeling.
So at the same time that Qiu Wentian gave the order to retreat, the remaining coalition soldiers desperately retreated towards the rear, forgetting all about the retreat formations they had trained before.
Of the 400,000-strong army, in just over 100 rounds, only 150,000 or 60,000 were left, retreating towards the rear, discarding their armor.
"Victory?" Beicang Ben seemed unable to believe that this victory was so simple. Moreover, the so-called invincible Hunyuan Wuji Heavenly Dou Formation looked like paper.
If he hadn't used the Five Elements Life Formation to fight against it before, and knew how terrifying that formation was, he would never have believed that it would be the real Hunyuan Wuji Heaven Dou Formation.
Everything seemed to be happening in a dream. Beicang Ben's eyes couldn't help but fall on that thin figure. The more he looked at it, the more he fell in love with it. Together with the faint smile on the corner of his mouth, he seemed so cute.
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As if feeling Beicang Ben's fiery gaze, Nangong Ruoli instinctively shuddered, but he did not dare to talk nonsense. After all, he was his father-in-law, and his identity was not comparable to that of an old pervert like Gong Yangxiao.
If the old man is angered, wouldn't he and Beicang's wife fly southeast as peacocks and never see each other again?
He turned to face Beicang Ben with a silly smile, and immediately saw the remnant of Qiu Wentian's troops breaking out of the encirclement in embarrassment.
"Hmph, do you want to run away? You are looking down on me, Nangong Ruoli!" A smile spread across the corner of Nangong Ruoli's lips, and he immediately jumped up and chased Qiu Wentian in the direction where he escaped.
"A good son-in-law, don't chase after the poor!" Beicang Ben suddenly said, and his voice was surprisingly loud. Even in the chaos of the battle, it was clearly heard by everyone.
The blush on Beicang Jing's face spread directly to her neck, and she glared at her father fiercely. She was extremely beautiful.
Nangong Ruoli almost fell down when he heard this, and immediately felt ecstatic: "Haha, Beicang wife, have you seen it? My father-in-law has a sharp eye and saw the potential of this talented young master. Now I think you can still
How to argue!"
While snickering, Nangong Ruoli stretched his arms, and a green wood-type infuriating energy flew into the sky, rising directly to a height of more than ten feet, like a rising signal bomb.
"Damn, these five elements of attributes are so good, even the flares are saved!" Nangong Ruoli secretly laughed in his heart, chasing Qiu Wentian like a ghost.
"Did he catch up?" Qiu Wentian said to Li Tong while running away.
Li Tong also frowned. He had fought with Nangong Ruoli. This kid was only at the first level of the Saint level, but his actual combat power was only that of a fourth level Saint level master like himself.
Strong or not weak.
"Marshal, I'm afraid Li Tong can't accompany you back to the Wuhua Empire!" Li Tong suddenly stopped and said.
Qiu Wentian's figure suddenly trembled, and two lines of tiger tears finally flowed down. He knew that Nangong Ruoli was chasing him for his own life.
After the previous collision and Huang Tianba's death, Li Tong believed that he was no match for Nangong Ruoli, so he actually had to sacrifice himself to save him this time.
"Mr. Li, my life-saving grace will never be forgotten. I hope you can come back safely!" Qiu Wentian was not a hypocritical person. He turned around and sped forward, never looking back.
A smile flashed across Li Tong's face, he turned around slowly and looked at Nangong Ruoli, who was sitting opposite him, with the five dragon whip across his chest, and his momentum was gradually rising.
"Nangong Ruoli, if you want to pass, then step on my body!" Li Tong said calmly.