The blue flying boat cut through the layers of slightly cold air currents and headed eastward.
Xu Youjing, the prefecture-level monk who led the team, was dressed in black and stood at the bow of the airship. His face was deeply angular and weathered. He was watching the mottled tree shadows and mountains passing by on the vast land, but he was thinking in his heart about how to organize tomorrow's dawn.
Only by attacking can the crushing effect of a thunderous strike be achieved. This team was hastily formed and has never undergone any special coordination training. Of course, even if trained, the number of people is not enough to put together any kind of monk battle formation.
Li Yufeng hurriedly flew over from the slightly noisy cabin of the spaceship and whispered behind Xu Youjing: "Among the six new people, at least three are seriously suspected of having collusion with the rebels."
"No problem!"
Xu Youjing waved his hand and looked at the low mountains getting closer and closer in the distance, "They are already here, ready to fight!"
What?
Li Yufeng was startled, as a melodious and far-reaching sound of horns sounded in his ears. Looking at the dark mountains ahead, several green streams of light were already heading straight towards the flying boat.
"Prepare for battle!"
He shouted hastily, and his voice echoed throughout the flying boat. There was already another blood-red and sharp flying sword under his feet. Although the flying boat could carry a large number of monks, it was not conducive to combat, and it was even more inconvenient to dodge in the air.
As soon as his voice fell, more than a dozen rays of light fell on the flying boat. The air flow caused by it caused the entire flying boat to tremble violently. The person controlling the flying boat was another earth-level monk, Zhao Quanhe, who immediately gave up.
He took control of the flying boat and let it fall downwards. At the same time, there was a black flag in his hand. The cloth flag danced with the wind. Dozens of black mist containing death energy had gone straight towards the first wave of mysterious black mist that rushed up.
The senior monk left.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Before he could use the black mist to complete his task, a large cloud of ice rain poured down on the tilted flying boat, enveloping it with biting cold air. Several Xuan-level monks who had just ran out were suddenly trapped in place.
Not being able to advance even an inch, this was not the worst, a figure as fast as lightning came one after another. The monk did not carry any magic weapon, and only used his bare hands to injure three people. It was Ling Feidu who was good at long-distance attacks.
"Ling Feidu, do you, the Ling family, want to join in the rebellion?"
A far-reaching shout resounded in the air. It was Xu Youjing, the monk who led the team. He already had a silver-white broad sword in his hand. The cold and lonely light, with the rapid injection of his spiritual power, was reflected on every nearby monk.
As a result, their faces became resolute and powerful, dispelling the chills and timidity, and dissipating the chaos caused by the opponent's sudden attack.
"snort!"
Ling Feidu frowned and ignored Xu Youjing's question. He turned around and kicked another monk who was about to cast a group spell skill five feet away. He was either killed or injured. Although the pride of the earth-level made him unwilling to cross-level.
The act of killing is a little unpleasant, but war is war, and it is not a time for emotion and reason.
What greeted Xu Youjing was another fat figure in red robe, it was Luo Shengdu, a prefecture-level monk from Fuhaimen, "I'm here to meet you, Xu Dajian!"
"Um?"
Xu Youjing, who had just put away his silver sword, was startled. He didn't expect that someone in front of the formation could call him by his nickname. When he took a closer look, he saw that it was his old rival, Luo Shengdu of Fu Haimen. He was dressed in red robe today, and he followed suit.
When the wind danced, it covered the fat belly, but it felt a bit refreshing.
"Fat Luo, are you going to start a war?"
Xu Youjing didn't have time to tease his opponent. He leaped across with his big sword and appeared next to Luo Shengdu in an instant. He also took the opportunity to throw out two sword energy and knocked away a Xuan-level monk in the distance. "We, Yufeng Sect,
Why do you interfere in the internal affairs of our country?"
"Haha, Xu Dajian, those who know the current affairs are heroes. Tonight in Jindu City, the fireworks will be extraordinarily gorgeous. Do you understand what I mean? Why don't you surrender as soon as possible? I will promise you the position of elder on behalf of the leader!"
Luo Shengdu laughed playfully, and before he finished speaking, he already had a waning silver hook in his hand, and his figure suddenly disappeared. In the nearby air, a scent that was so rich that it made people irritated gradually filled every corner and everyone nearby.
The movements of the monks who came into contact with him inevitably became a little jerky and slow. Xu Youjing had always been familiar with him, so he was naturally familiar with his tricks. He quickly took out two spiritual talismans, and the spiritual power poured in crazily. As he waved his hands, two blue streaks appeared.
A vortex suddenly formed on the left and right sides, and strong winds rushed out of it, immediately dispelling the strange aroma nearby.
Click!
The waning silver hook suddenly appeared in the void. Xu Youjing raised his sword and stood face to face with Luo Shengdu. However, his strength was far superior to his opponent. Within a few rounds, Luo Shengdu was defeated. However,
He was not in a hurry, his expression was indifferent, and his figure disappeared again. Xu Youjing was the strongest combatant in the team, and Luo Shengdu's main purpose was just to entangle him and wait for other earth-level monks to harvest him.
Earth-level monk Zhao Quanhezheng and another monk of the same level, Qiu Zhenyun, teamed up to face Zeng Baoxian and Feng Jiming. They thought they had extensive knowledge in the Yufeng Sect, but they had never seen these two opponents, Zhao Shanhe's flag banner, and
Qiu Zhenyun's flying sword, one for long-distance attack and the other for running attack, plus Qiu Zhenyun released five gold and stone puppets to resist in the front line. They originally complemented each other. The two only had to hold the battle line and wait for the opponent to make mistakes. This was the original strategy.
, but now it’s a bit powerless.
Of the two opponents, one was slippery and moved left and right, often attacking in the empty space. The other had pale bone wings and was not slow at the same time. He also had the skills to control the bone spear, allowing him to hide behind the stone puppet.
The two of them are hard to guard against.
Zhao Quanhe couldn't help but distractedly checked the situation, but saw that Xu Youjing was entangled by Luo Shengdu at this time and was unable to escape. On the other side, Ling Feidu and Mu Qianxue had no opponents. They were moving around casually in the formation of monks.
From time to time, it would rain down bursts of ice, or release exploding ice balls, which would fly all over the body, and a poisonous mist would linger around them. Coupled with the fierce force, ordinary Xuan-level monks would not dare to get close at all.
The high-level combat power was actually at a disadvantage. This was something Zhao Quanhe did not expect. He originally thought that there were only Ling Feidu and Mu Qianxue, plus the possible Liu Canran, up to three prefecture-level people. He did not expect that Liu Canran would still be there now.
They didn't show up. The opponent's number of earth-level monks had already surpassed our own.
Although the Xuan-level monks outnumbered their opponents, Zhao Quanhe had already deeply felt the approaching crisis. Taking advantage of the break, he threw out two flags again. The red-yellow flags hung in the air and continuously released gray-yellow sand.
Chen Chen rolled towards Zeng Baoxian, who had been fighting rarely and rarely made any moves. At the same time, he gave Qiu Zhenyun a "you know" wink and asked him to quickly withdraw from the battle group. At this time, the two of them had to separate one person to entangle Ling Feidu and Mu
Qianxue, it was just now possible for the Xuan-level monks to use their numerical advantage to defeat the opponent's lineup of the same level, and then in turn help themselves win.
Qiu Zhenyun naturally could see the situation clearly. He did not dare to neglect, but he did not dare to accept the five gold and stone puppets, which would cause the already formed formation to collapse instantly, so he could only throw out a magic talisman, and several five-person-hug thick ones.
The huge tree fell from the sky and met several pale bone spurs thrown by Feng Jiming. This was not enough. He clenched his right hand tightly, and a round alien bone on his wrist suddenly broke into two pieces. It fell with the strong wind summoned by Xu Youjing and was thrown towards
An enemy Xuan-level monk is taking advantage in the distance.
The alien bone fell erratically and rushed towards the right wrist of the white-clothed monk. Before he could dodge, it suddenly closed at his wrist. Suddenly, a gray light flashed, and the monk felt that his wrist was as heavy as a stone.
, the situation was chaotic, and the originally overwhelming advantage was overturned by his opponent within a few rounds. However, he did not panic because of it. While dodging, he took out a golden light talisman and slapped it on his arm, and the ring-shaped alien bone immediately disintegrated.
, but instead of continuing to fall, he went straight to another monk in the distance.
"Pang Zhoudao, be careful!"
The white-clothed monk shouted, several blazing firelights were already rushing toward him. Li Yufeng, who had just been suppressed and beaten by him, came forward again. Qiu Zhenyun's alien bones helped him, so he was able to take out his hand and continue to hit him.
Release Talisman?, in the palm of the hand, another compressed thunder light also took this opportunity to solidify again, and can be released as long as the right opportunity comes.
die!
After a few rounds, Li Yufeng finally caught a suitable opportunity, held the ball of lightning, and wanted to slap it on the opponent's arm. He could even imagine the miserable appearance of the opponent's arm exploding.
However, a figure suddenly emerged from the slanting thorn. He held onto the nearby thunder light without fear. Before it exploded, it was already enveloped by a strange black ooze, and there was no sound at all.
.
Li Yufeng felt a warning sign in his heart. He had already recognized the origin of this black ooze, and subconsciously retreated, but two other earthen walls appeared out of thin air blocking his way. After stopping his castration,
, the earth wall immediately dissipated and enveloped Li Yufeng.
not good!
Li Yufeng quickly threw out a rosary bracelet with only three red pills left. When the red pills hit the sand and dust of the disintegrating earth wall, they immediately turned into countless blood-colored flying birds as big as palms. The flying birds were not known for their speed, but for their speed.
Countless sand and dust adhered to it along the way, getting bigger and bigger, until the short wings could no longer support the enlarged form, and turned into an invisible mass of blood, falling. With the cushion of the rosary bracelet, Li Yufeng continued to use it on himself
Several spiritual talismans, blessed with speed and agility, threw out a golden leaf magic weapon. The leaves swelled with the wind, completely covering him. Under the cover of golden light, they rotated rapidly and disappeared nearby in the blink of an eye.
Phew! Escaped!
Separated by several monks, Li Yufeng stood in the wind and looked fearfully at the position where he had just escaped. The familiar figure from the past was none other than Mu Qianxue's senior brother Liu Canran. The earth-level monk who had been hiding in the dark had not appeared.
If it weren't for his humble background, he must have occupied a high position in the Yufeng Sect's middle pavilion, even serving as the city lord. At this moment, Liu Canran had given up on chasing Li Yufeng and turned into a quicksand drifting in the wind.
, curling towards another target.
The battle was fierce, and several Xuan-level monks had already died. Xu Youjing had already given up his defense, and frequently struck out with the big sword in his hand. However, his main target was mostly on Feng Jiming, who spread his bone wings and dodged in the air to share the team's burden.
Despite the pressure from the other two earth-level monks, due to the lack of opponents, Ling Feidu and Mu Qianxue had taken this opportunity to kill seven or eight Xuan-level monks, while only losing two of their own.
withdraw?
The deaths of a large number of Xuan-level monks had already demoralized his own side. Xu Youjing decided to withdraw from the battle group first and retreat to the rear city fortress before making arrangements. The words of Fuhaimen monk Luo Shengdu made him even more worried. If Fuhaimen also tonight
If we attack Jindu City, the Yufeng Sect without its own team will not be able to crush it in terms of the number of monks. It is better to give up on suppressing the rebellion, retreat all the way back to Jindu City, and make arrangements again.
There are only three prefects, Mu Qianxue, Ling Feidu, and Liu Canran, on the left and right. The remaining people should be the helpers they have gathered in a hurry. They cannot stay here forever. When they retreat, the advantage will be in their own hands again.
"Evacuate! Meet at Yunda City!"
Following Xu Youjing's command, the flying boat that had fallen to the ground suddenly disappeared and turned into a foot-long golden magic weapon, flying towards his storage bag. It was impossible to use such a slow magic weapon to retreat, so only
Able to fight for oneself.
Want to run?
Naturally, Mu Qianxue would not give Xu Youjing this opportunity. To gain the advantage here today, she had to sacrifice a lot of interests, including making secret deals with Fuhaimen, wooing Feng Jiming, reaching a cooperation with Chixiamen, and paying the relevant information fees.
, if you let your opponents run away like this, and wait until they lick their wounds in the back to regain their strength and rush forward again, you won't have that much power in your hands.
She was well prepared for this and gave Ling Feidu a "protect me" look. There was already an emerald-green talisman in her hand. The talisman was twice as big as the normal talisman. She held it on her slender fingertips.
, fluttering in the wind, as if there are countless vitalities contained in it.
Snap!
She directly crushed several third-level wood spiritual stones, and the spiritual energy around her body became solidified for a short time. In her palms, several aqua-blue spiritual energy rushed out quickly, enveloping those who were gradually dissipating.
The spiritual energy flows directly towards the emerald green talisman?
Um?
Feeling the terrifying power accumulated by the talisman, Xu Youjing did not hesitate anymore. The flying sword flashed under his feet and he rushed out of the battle group. However, he could not be the first to leave, otherwise he would kill other monks, especially the remaining Xuan-level monks. He
Immediately there was a pair of three-foot-square gongs in his hands, and spiritual power poured into it like a spring. The gongs suddenly became hot, like a blazing fire in the night sky. He struggled to open the gongs that were joined together, and then
Suddenly put it together.
Crack!
An irritating sound that sounded like pain and torture suddenly sounded, and invisible sound waves agitated with it. All the Xuan-level monks present were interrupted by the thunder-like sound, and the talismans in their hands lost their accuracy.
The various colors of light faded, and there were a few injured people, vomiting blood, and their bodies were crumbling. Even the movements of several earth-level monks became sluggish, and their bodies emerged from the void. Mu Qianxue's talisman?
The performance was also interrupted by the thunderous sound, but a silver light floating on her skirt instantly dispelled the effect, and she was able to re-inject her spiritual power.
While everyone was hesitating for a moment, Xu Youjing moved left and right, eliminating at least three Xuan-level monks who were originally injured, and came to Qiu Zhenyun. If he did not rescue him, he would be trapped in a fight between two heavyweight monks.
He will definitely not be able to retreat safely.
However, Xu Youjing was a little optimistic. Just when he appeared next to Qiu Zhenyun, another figure lurked on the spot again and followed him. He quietly appeared behind Qiu Zhenyun. With a flash of silver light, Qiu Zhenyun's left arm was immediately
Cut off was none other than Luo Shengdu, the Fuhaimen monk who was the first to lurk and confront Xu Youjing.
The pain made Qiu Zhenyun wake up immediately. With just a slight movement of his eyes, he recognized the situation. He clenched his right hand again. The foreign bone that originally flew out quickly returned, but now it was clasped at the broken part of his left arm, easily stopping the bleeding.
, three of the five gold and stone puppets suddenly retracted and turned into three constantly rotating golden shields, suspended around themselves to prevent their opponents from sneak attacks again. : :
withdraw!
The golden gong magic weapon has consumed a lot of Xu Youjing's spiritual energy. The reason why he did this was to break into the battle group and rescue his companion Qiu Zhenyun. The two of them had already met, not far from Zhao Quanhe. The three of them looked at each other and turned into three streams of various colors.
They rushed out of the battle group together, and the Xuan-level monks on both sides all backed down, not daring to take direct action.
bite!
The talisman in Mu Qianxue's hand has taken shape, and boundless green vines suddenly emerge in the air, covering everything within five miles nearby perfectly. Those green vines are not tough, but if you touch them, countless tiny vines will appear.
The barbs will break and stick to the body. The green vines are like leeches sucking blood, which can continuously eat away at the monk's spiritual energy.
The escape speed of all the monks slowed down a lot, and the pursuers' sword light, spiritual talismans, and magic weapons showed their full power. When encountering the earth-level monks, Zeng Baoxian kept paddling in the team to maintain his strength. He glanced at Mu
Qianxue's cold eyes knew that if this was the case, it seemed that the subsequent cooperation could not continue. If it were a head-on confrontation, he thought that he would not be the opponent of many monks, but when it came to pursuit, he was very good at it. Mobile version:
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It's time to show real sincerity.
Under his feet, several black-red flames suddenly appeared, starting from ten, then increasing to dozens, then hundreds, hundreds, thousands, thousands. The fire was like seedlings sprouting in the spring fields, and every other
A few feet away, one flower appeared, and in an instant, it covered a ten-mile radius space, far exceeding the range of the green vines released by Mu Qianxue.
He picked up a ball of fire and floated the spiritual energy in his hand. The black and red flames swayed accordingly, driving all the surrounding flames and dancing accordingly. In just a moment, Zeng Baoxian and the local prefecture-level monks within the scope of the fire were seen.
, has been transported to the distance along with the fire.