Three hundred Jinwu Guards, thirty Ghostmen Sects, and seven hundred warriors from all forces of the East Yan Domain Alliance.
A thousand-person warrior army was heading against the wind in this huge snake swamp mountain range, heading north!
There is one battle formation for every hundred people, and ten battle formations, which are vast and powerful.
Jinwu Guard has experienced many battles and has excellent cultivation. The Ghost Ghost Nirvana is reborn, and they are all top masters in the full stage of the Danwu Realm. Although the seven hundred Wuzhen has different cultivation levels, no one knows that this stop is a battle of life and death. Everyone is full of strong fighting spirit.
Today, the Snake Swamp Mountains are clear and the wind is strong.
"Five miles ahead, there is a warrior's breath, with a total of two thousand people!"
Zhong Xiang rushed from the north, stopped at the front of the team, and said to Feng Yang and Lu Ye.
Although Zhong Xiang is not a soul leader, he has experienced many battles and his reconnaissance ability is the most exquisite among the thousand-man legion, and is not inferior to Lu Ye. Therefore, after the warrior legion advanced, Zhong Xiang handed over the command of the ghost guild to Feng Yang and rushed forward to the detective with three ordinary intermediate-grade soul leaders.
Zhong Xiang continued, "Although the number of people is twice ours, half of these two thousand people are in the Mai Condensation Realm, and although the other thousand are in the Danwu Realm, there are not many warriors in the full stage."
The alliance's Thousand-Person Warrior Legion is naturally not all the cultivation level of the Danwu Realm. Even if the combat power of the other three parties is not integrated, it is a bit difficult.
After all, in the battle for martial arts, there are very few winners.
Except for the three hundred warriors in the full stage of the Danwu Realm, the remaining more than 700 people have mid-stage cultivation.
With this enemy legion that was the first to encounter, the winning rate was 55.
"Send the order to gather the battle formation, advance at full speed with the battle formation as the center, break through the enemy army ahead!" Feng Yang only thought for a moment and quickly made a decision.
"yes!"
Among the ten battle formations, one of them stood behind Feng Yang, and immediately flew towards his battle formation after receiving the order.
After a moment, the legion accelerated and arrived five miles away in an instant.
In front, like the Alliance Warriors' Legion, it was also a battle formation composed of hundreds of people to gather defense. Twenty battle formations seemed to be even larger, but just after Feng Yang's order, the alliance's ten battle formations charged together, and more than a thousand colorful spiritual lights rushed straight to the enemy in front like a meteor shower in the night sky.
This battle formation army composed of warriors with a huge gap in cultivation was instantly scattered by Feng Yang and others.
The wailing sounded in the sky and the ground kept ringing.
As soon as the two sides contacted each other, they fought together.
Warriors in the Condensing Mai Realm can only stagnate at high altitude for a moment, so the ten battle formations composed of warriors in the Condensing Mai Realm can only fight on the ground.
The Alliance Legion is a whole group of powerful people in the Danwu realm, and their cultivation is also above the Danwei realm.
High altitude against the ground is a complete advantage of crushing!
An enemy warrior in the Condensation Realm was trembling on the ground, his face pale and trembling. There were no less than ten corpses standing beside him. But just a few breaths ago, these more than ten people were still standing beside him intact.
A quarter of an hour ago, they were still giggling and scolding the forces in the East Yan Domain for being too low in combat and that they would be defeated when they encountered them.
But now...
Puchi!
A black iron sword with cold light rushed from nowhere and cut into the warrior's neck. The blood was squirting and scattering. The warrior swayed, and in the end he became a cold corpse like a warrior on his own.
"Ma Gui, we drank and ate meat together three years ago. At that time, you respected me as your brother. Now... you dare to attack me now!"
During the high-altitude melee, a man wearing the Tianhuo Sect looked blue and yellow, his robe was covered in blood, and he roared at the Alliance Warrior in front of him.
Hearing the man's roar and cursing, the warrior sneered repeatedly, and a golden spear was constantly swinging out. The shadows of the guns blocked the retreat of the man from the Tianhuo Sect. In a short while, the man died under the Alliance Warrior's gun.
When the body of the Tianhuo Sect fell to the ground that day, the Alliance Warrior named Ma Gui spat fiercely at the bottom, "You relied on the name of Tianhuo Sect to bully the weak and do evil. If I didn't treat you well, you would have harmed the female members of my gang. Now that I'm about to die, you dare to talk to me!"
Ma Gui is burly and has a bright voice, but in the battlefield of thousands of people, he is quickly drowned out by the endless fighting sounds.
Wiping the golden spear and removing dirt blood, Ma Gui's feet poured out two spiritual energy and rushed into the battle group again.
Live warriors are constantly becoming dead bodies in the soil.
The extremely crowded sky and ground just now became much more desolate in just half a quarter of an hour.
More than thirty battle formations were no longer like this at this moment. Whether it was the Alliance Warriors, the thieves from the Xie Ming Sect and the Tianhuo Sect, they were fighting each other, and they could not even find where the commander was.
Such fierce battles are naturally indispensable.
However, the battle situation is too big and there are many people. If it weren't for the spiritual martial arts powerhouse like Xiang Dongmenhao or Ku Mu, Lu Ye would not have summoned the blood and refining the corpse. Even the little diaper was taught a lesson by Lu Ye obediently and hid in Lu Ye's robe and could not take action easily.
But even without the help of Xiao Diao and Blood Refining, Lu Ye's own combat power cannot be underestimated.
Although he had just entered the full stage of the Dan Martial Realm, Lu Ye had already realized the third level of the Nine-Turn Divine Seal of the martial arts of Ling Xiaozhi when he was reciting in the Black Bear Valley.
Moreover, after fighting with a spiritual martial arts master like Ku Mu, there are indescribable benefits for Lu Ye's martial arts practice or fighting.
Half a quarter of an hour has passed, Lu Ye has killed seven or eight powerful people in the full-stage Dan Martial Realm, and there are as many as fifty warriors below the mid-stage realm!
More importantly, with the help of Zipeng, Lu Ye can discover loopholes and weaknesses of the enemy's moves in an extremely short time. All the warriors who died in Lu Ye's hands died under Lu Ye's attack and had no power to fight back.
Another quarter of an hour later, the battle situation was always dominated by the Alliance Legion. Although there were many warriors from the Evil Nether Sect and the Tianhuo Sect, they were composed of the forces that were large and small, and they were even large and small, and they were not in good cooperation. In addition, the Alliance Legion came unexpectedly and they faced the battle abruptly and the defeat had already appeared.
When the enemy legion of up to two thousand people was massacred to the point where only more than three hundred were left, the enemy warriors in pairs finally began to escape.
When the first defector appeared, the remaining enemy warriors had no intention of fighting against the powerful Alliance Legion, followed closely behind and fled further north.
"Senior Brother Feng Yang, are you chasing me?"
Lu Ye flipped his palm, and a purple soul power directly penetrated the enemy in front of him, saying to Feng Yang who had just arrived.
Feng Yang's eyes contracted, looking at the enemies who had begun to escape, and slowly said, "Brothers from the Ghost Gate, I guess they have been waiting for this moment for a long time. I'd better give them the opportunity!"
This is the first battle after the Alliance Legion advanced to the Snake Marsh Mountains. For this Alliance Legion with a large number of thousands of people, it is naturally impossible to let go of every enemy easily.
As expected, before Feng Yang finished speaking, a group of disciples dressed in Ghost Ghost Gate robes accelerated suddenly under Zhong Xiang's leadership and chased the defectors.
The Ghost Gate, only survived the battle to destroy the family, talked about a hundred people.
The only thirty warriors who survived the battle in the Snake Swamp Mountains for half a year.
But they have experienced a long battle and their cultivation level is even more complete in the Danwu Realm. They have the strongest combat power, far from being comparable to the crazi people who escape.
Even though there are as many as 300 people, the number is ten times that of the Ghost Pluto. However, at this time, every Ghost Pluto Gate has no fear at all. Every Ghost Pluto Gate seems to have an anger that is about to be vented.
"Did you have you in that battle? Did you kill my fellow disciples? You have you? You have you who showed off your might and trampled on my sect!"
The sounds echoed in the battlefield full of corpses. Every alliance warrior stopped chasing and returned to the battle formation again. No one said anything, as if he didn't even dare to breathe, but just stared in a daze ahead.
In front, the Guiyoumen finally chased the first defector under Zhong Xiang's leadership.
The attacks of more than thirty Ghost Gatemen were launched at the same time, and all fell on the defector. In just one breath, the defector was bombarded into minced meat and turned into a bloody rain.
Immediately afterwards, the second, the third, the fourth... until the last one.
More than 300 escapers died in the hands of the Ghost Ghost Sect’s men, becoming lonely ghosts in this snake swamp mountain range.
The scenes of enemies dying all fell into the eyes of the Alliance Legion warriors, even the Jinwu Guards were a little chilling.
Because these thirty or more Ghost Ghost Sects were not just not letting go of the escapee. Instead, they crushed and destroyed every enemy like Shura in the Blood Realm.
Maybe this is hatred?
Every warrior from the Alliance Legion sighed like this in his heart.
"Brother, thank you! Today's kindness, let me repay you again in the future!"
Zhong Xiang returned with the team and bowed to every warrior in the battle formation to thank him.
Just now, Zhong Xiang naturally heard Feng Yang's words to Lu Ye, otherwise he would not have led a team to chase and kill the defectors without authorization. Every warrior in the Alliance Legion also gave up the pursuit and left them the last chance to kill.
This is undoubtedly the greatest kindness for Zhong Xiang and others who have a grudge against extermination.
In the hearts of Zhong Xiang and others, every person from the Evil Underworld Sect and the Tianhuo Sect is their mortal enemy. When you encounter one, you must kill it immediately!
Feng Yang nodded to Zhong Xiang and expressed his understanding of his passion. Zhong Xiang then led the team to enter the battle formation again, waiting for Feng Yang's next order.
Although this time, the army march of a thousand people was the first time for the alliance and the departure was very hasty, it did not mean that there was no preparation.
For example, as early as the beginning, Zhong Xiang organized many warriors with strong reconnaissance capabilities to serve as pioneers. The battle has ended, and several warriors who are specifically responsible for recording have reported this battle on the battlefield.
"One thousand people, two hundred people died in battle, and two hundred people were seriously injured and unable to move forward. Although we killed all the enemies, our losses were not small." Feng Yang sighed.
Around Feng Yang, except Lu Ye and Zhong Xiang, he was the leader of every battle formation.
Now, almost every battle formation has casualties. The battle formation with a high proportion of casualties has even killed nearly half of the warriors.
Just as Feng Yang said, cut down 10,000 and lose 8,000 yuan. The alliance's combat power is no better than the Xie Ming Sect and the Tianhuo Sect. If we continue like this, let alone obtaining Mo Huaiyuan's martial arts inheritance, we may not even be able to reach the Soul Cliff.
"All the bodies of all the warriors who died in war are buried on the spot, and their weapons and Xuanling Rings are restrained. All records are recorded. Those injured warriors who have less than 70% of their combat power will return to Black Bear Valley by themselves. Chu Yi, you will be responsible for these arrangements."
After giving Chu Yi a few instructions, Feng Yang stared at the battle formation that was significantly less than before the war, raised his voice and shouted, "We won the first battle."
"But I don't say it, everyone should be clear. The enemy's combat power is not like this. When we suddenly attacked, the battle group of these two thousand people was just a hasty assembly of the Evil Ming Sect and the Tianhuo Sect. Otherwise, there would be no shortage of warriors in the full stage of the Danwu Realm."
"In other words, the more you march north, the stronger the resistance you encounter and the greater the casualties. Although Feng Yang, a native of Qingyang Sect, did not interact with everyone in the past, I would like to ask, except for those who need to return to Black Bear Valley, who would like to leave just now?"
"How can we give up easily before we reach the Broken Soul Cliff!"
In the battle formation, a weaker young girl shouted, her voice sharply, but she seemed excited.
"Even women have such insights. Can we be more rude than a woman? Brother Feng Yang, just arrange it. My poor life has been handed over to you after leaving Black Bear Valley!"
A bad-faced man jumped out of the crowd and wiped off the blood stains from the big knife in his hand with one hand, and his voice was terrifying.
This young girl and a bad-faced man represent the voice of everyone in the battle formation. Almost every surviving person has relatives and fellow disciples at the hands of the Xieming Sect and the Tianhuo Sect. How could they give up easily if they had never seen the destruction of the Xieming Sect and the Tianhuo Sect with their own eyes?