Long Fangyun was silent after hearing the words, pondered for a moment, and then said: "This battle must be won, it goes without saying. However, the limit of losses that our faction can bear must not exceed at least half. Otherwise, even if the Shuangji Palace is defeated and the entire army is annihilated, this will
In the whole world, my three families are not the only ones competing for balance. One is declining, the other is increasing, the power is declining, and others are benefiting from nothing."
"There are fifty-two elders of our Chenhai Sect, and forty-eight guests from various walks of life. I don't know what the situation is like at the head of the Sect?"
Shang Mingbo replied sternly: "My star sect and his party include forty-two elders from the inner sect and fifty-eight guests from each side."
Although the Star Gate currently has no top-notch figure from Le Siyuan, and the number of elders from the Mingyue Realm is smaller than that of the Chen Hai Sect. However, the combat power of the Star Gate's seven sons is superior to the core monks of the Chen Hai Sect.
Long Fangyun rubbed his hands gently and said slowly: "This means... after defeating the enemy's two hundred people, we must leave at least fifty people - twenty-five from each of our two families."
Only by counting can you retain your vitality."
Gui Wujiu's eyelids twitched.
I don't know whether Long Fangyun really spoke from the bottom of his heart; or whether he was still able to use the means to win over people's hearts at his fingertips until now.
What he meant by this was that the Chenhai Sect and the Star Gate two Mingyue Realm elders should preserve at least half of it. In other words, it would be a pity to sacrifice and give up the hundreds of guests who were waiting to be summoned from all directions.
He should have said this to Gui Wujiu face to face, without any hesitation. The implication was that he had regarded Gui Wujiu as one of his own who succeeded to the throne through the Taoist path, rather than as a guest from a heretic.
Le Siyuan's eyes flashed, and he said: "Then we can only fight in advance. Our combat power can actually be divided into two levels, and the priorities are different. How to act, please decide for yourself."
When Long Fangyun heard this, he turned his head and looked at Gui Wujiu.
Le Siyuan seemed to understand, turned around and cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Even if we resort to the most radical means, Le will be the first to go into battle. Although the general talisman is not in Le's hands, it is not too much to allow the 'Eight-Sheng Tight Cloud Ring' fighting technique.
Is there a chance to go and come back? Don’t worry, my fellow Taoist, I won’t try to top the tank with you first.”
After he said it, Gui Wujiu nodded and said, "I'm not busy. Gui has his own sense of proportion."
The so-called two levels of combat power have different priorities. It means that the remaining combat power is still divided into two levels: high and low -
On the lower level are the Seventh Son of the Star Sect, Jin Zhihe of the Chenhai Sect and several other elders, as well as Liang Huacheng, Yu Jiantong and several other guests. The total number is no more than ten.
There are only two people on the upper level, Le Siyuan and Gui Wujiu, who are the real trump cards in this battle.
If you want to be more aggressive, you can ask Le Siyuan in advance to fight without any blame. If you can win continuously, the opponent's last player will not be able to bear it anymore and will definitely play. If you can win in one fell swoop, we won't have to pay a big price.
, this battle is settled in one fell swoop.
But such a choice is also very risky. If the two lose, it will declare the defeat of the competition in advance.
According to common sense, the two main generals should have participated in the final battle. But at this moment, in order to avoid losing their wings, they had to take some risks.
Jin Zhihe slowly took a step forward and said, "There is something else..."
Long Fangyun waved his hand and said: "Elder Jin, there is no need to say more, I already know it."
With a backhand, he raised the Xuanyin Dharma Conch and Long Fangyun said loudly: "For all the guests who are going to the battle, please set a reward in advance and triple it. If you die unfortunately, your blood descendants will be included in the door and left behind."
It's an opportunity. Although I don't have a contract with me now, as the leader of a certain Long sect, I have made my words into a constitution, and I will definitely not be in breach of it."
Hearing this, Shang Mingbo quickly winked.
Long Fangyun understood and added: "All cultivators under the rule of Star Gate will be treated equally."
Everything that happens on the battlefield is simultaneously reflected in Zhengchen Mountain through means such as treasure mirrors.
The reason why all the guests accepted the invitation to participate in the battle was, firstly, that they did not dare to disobey the will of the Chenhai Sect and the Star Gate; secondly, there were risks involved in this trip, and if you were lucky enough to win, the rewards would be quite rich.
It's just that in this generation's understanding, even if you lose in a one-on-one fight like this, the chance of death is only about 30 to 50%, so you can choose to take risks. But under today's unique fighting rules, the chance of death is only 30 to 50%.
Suddenly it increased to 70% to 80%, so I must feel timid in my heart.
In such a situation, there is no good solution. The only thing is "a brave man will be rewarded under a heavy reward".
In the middle of the battle, while everyone was discussing, the person who came out of the Shuangji Palace had been waiting in mid-air for about half a quarter of an hour, looking very impatiently.
But when it came to this important decision, Long Fangyun was a little hesitant.
Anyway, Le Siyuan also has a chance to return. Should he be sent directly into battle to force out the opponent's leader, or should he wait a little longer?
After more than ten breaths, Long Fangyun waved his hand and was about to make a decision. There was a flash of light from behind the palace, and a figure suddenly appeared. The yellow light trembled, as if he vaguely saluted Long Fangyun, and then he shot straight into the sky.
, fell into the battlefield.
This man was dressed in golden armor, and his sharpness was evident in his movements. It was Liang Huacheng who was hidden as the head of the guests.
Long Fangyun couldn't help but be startled.
According to the rules of deeds dividing yin and yang, guests who sign the "yin deed" are originally free to choose when to go to war.
However, the brutality of the previous battles was not far away, but it frightened him, and no one dared to go out to fight. Originally, those who signed the "yin contract" were cautious people, so this situation is natural.
Unexpectedly, Liang Huacheng was cautious and courageous, and struck decisively at this time.
After Liang Huacheng escaped into the air, the person opposite wanted to say hello to him. However, Liang Huacheng shook his body, swung it, and made a turn in the air. He had covered four "tight cloud rings" on his hands and feet. Then he turned back.
With one punch, he hit that person in the face!
Flowing clouds and flowing water.
It stands to reason that Liang Huacheng was not a sneak attack. After he escaped into the air, he first took out four rings from the scale and added them to himself, and then attacked. With this layer of foreshadowing, even a star
Realm monks also have enough reaction time.
However, Liang Huacheng's movements seemed unhurried, neither slow nor fast, but they concealed a unique coherent rhythm. When the punch came out of the center, the monks from the Shuangji Temple who were fighting were obviously in a trance, and were somewhat caught off guard.
Liang Huacheng was originally wearing a suit of golden armor. At this moment, he was preparing a straight line impact to the extreme. He suddenly saw the clouds tearing apart, as if thousands of fire lights suddenly melted away, like a heavy hammer pressing down on the top.
The rhythm of the qi machine brings with it wind and thunder, roaring in waves, and the lingering sound is endless.
Long Fangyun, Le Siyuan and others' eyes lit up.
Although the choice of the battle situation has reached a critical point, martial arts is extremely sincere in fighting skills. At this time, seeing the beauty, it does not prevent a knowing smile.
In the previous more than ten battles, this situation of "jumping out of the chessboard and looking at a world from a distance" was a wonderful feeling that I had never seen before. However, there was a flaw - that is, the warring parties were different from the closed boundary of more than a hundred miles of heaven and earth.
, in the end there is a difference.
In short, the strength is slightly weaker.
So I tried to make an analogy, but it was like two wooden sticks stirring in the middle of the lake, with no effort left to catch it. It can be seen that it is "sometimes poor".
And Liang Huacheng's move caused the Qi machine to rotate rapidly, drifting with the flow, without any reluctance. It was more like writing in a painting in the air, ushering in many strokes, unusually full and full.
After three breaths, the Shuangji Palace monk could no longer escape. Liang Huacheng hit the door and hit the sky spirit, causing his brain to burst and die.
In fact, although there is a gap in combat power between the two sides, if they were to fight each other regularly, this person would have at least a three-point chance of escaping. However, under the constraints of the tight cloud ring, he was like a child wielding a sledgehammer, each blow must be prepared in advance.
Once encountering an unexpected situation, there is very little room for evasion.
Liang Huacheng won like a rabbit and a falcon, with very little consumption. After thinking for a while, he finally decided not to end the game and play another game.
Seeing this, Shang Mingbo perked up and said: "In this case, we might as well see how strong the enemy's backbone is."
Long Fangyun said: "No matter how great he is, he can't surpass the seven stars of the Star Gate."
When encountering a strong opponent like Liang Huacheng, it is expected that Shuangji Palace will not easily send out cannon fodder to die. There must always be a comparable opponent.
While he was speaking, a ray of light from the south rose up and jumped into the formation.
The new man in the battle moved very leisurely and leisurely. With a slight movement of his backhand, he removed the four rings from the body of the dead man and gathered them up. Then he just shook his sleeves and struck head-on, directly hitting the beam.
Turn into a face.
The entire movement steps are elegant and comfortable, almost exactly the same as those of Liang Huacheng just now, except that his movements are a few minutes slower.
Other than that, nothing unusual was seen.
Even a Star Realm cultivator can stir up the energy flow of dozens of feet with a full blow. But this person punched out, but it seemed like he was walking in the vacuum of stars, with an antelope hanging its horns and no trace to be found.
What happened next was even more unbelievable - Liang Huacheng stood there upright, watching helplessly as the punch slowly came forward and hit his head. His brain also burst, and then he fell down with a bang.
It wasn't until Liang Huacheng fell to the ground that three thunderclaps sounded in the air for no apparent reason, followed by a cloud of haze, which seemed to be a long time coming.
Le Siyuan's expression changed.
This attack could only be achieved after the control was raised to the limit.
If Liang Hua were a character of this level, even if the factor of Tight Cloud Ring was taken into consideration, he would not be able to defeat him with one blow.
Even if he could, he wouldn't do it.
Just because in martial arts, even if the skills are very different, maintaining long-term strength after an outbreak is inherently a shortcoming. This is why in this 200-person arena, soldiers, generals, and commanders are equally important. Ren
No matter who seems to have a greater advantage, it is easy to defeat three or five people. If you want to win in a row, you must be careful in your management, and you should not waste your strength in vain.
Looking up, he saw that the man was dressed in silver robes, of medium height, with a silver mask hanging on his face, but his true face could not be seen. His body was swaying gently, like a puppet hanging in the air.
Long Fangyun was in a daze for a moment.
The man wearing the silver mask is obviously the mysterious figure who inherits the orthodoxy of Shuangji Hall.
He, Long Fangyun, thought that his move was very bold, but after careful consideration, he still did not send Le Siyuan out first. He did not expect that the opponent would reveal his trump card so easily.
Le Siyuan narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "I'll be with him for a while."
Gui Wujiu's heart moved, and he recalled the picture scroll left by Yu Jiantong.