The battle formation was cut by the fourth battalion of Qin Xuan's war department. Lan Junhou's war department is probably going to be destroyed. He can only break out with the backbone of the war department. As long as these backbones are there, it is not too difficult to raise a war department again.
Difficult things.
The backbone of the escort team and the war department quickly gathered together. There were about a hundred people. Of course, there were also the sergeants who were disturbed by the war group and had no time to gather together. But at this time, they could no longer wait. Lan Junhou gave an order, and this elite
The convoy began to raid towards the rear.
There are twenty half-step longevity warriors in the escort team. Lan Junhou himself has a combat power close to the longevity realm. The entire team is like a sharp knife. The sharp knife has extremely strong attack power and cannot be entangled at all.
With four thousand people fighting against two thousand, the possibility of total annihilation is extremely slim, let alone the difference in strength between the two sides.
Therefore, Lan Junhou's escort team succeeded in the assault.[
"As long as you are here, there are so many cultivators in Guiyuan Continent that we will soon be able to raise a war corps." Lan Junhou breathed a sigh of relief and encouraged the men around him.
The person next to Lan Junhou looked pale and sickly. His name was Han Pei, and he was the staff officer of Lan Junhou's war department. Lan Junhou took him with him immediately during the raid.
Han Pei is really capable.
The reason why Qin Xuan's war department was outflanked this time was not Han Pei's fault, but that Lan Junhou's war department was simply incomplete. This war department lacked the specialized configuration of outposts. Without a large number of powerful outposts, no matter how powerful the staff officer is, he is just a blind man.
, it won’t have much effect.
Han Pei glanced at the depressed mood of the people around him, coughed a few times, and said, "Don't be discouraged, everyone. This defeat may have a gloomy future for others, but have you forgotten the backstage of Lord Junhou?"
When these words came out, everyone suddenly became energetic and raised their heads.
Han Pei continued: "Your Majesty Junhou is the person next to the Crown Prince and the elite war department of the Dark Emperor Dynasty. With the energy of the Prince, why do you only let Lord Junhou command this second-rate war department? It's not that you don't pay attention to it, but that you let Junhou
Mr. Hou is getting some experience. When Mr. Junhou has the experience of leading troops, one of the top war corps will be prepared for him. And as old men who follow Mr. Junhou, do you need me to tell you about your future?"
Everyone in the escort team was in high spirits and shouted in a deep voice: "Follow your Excellency to the death!"
Lan Junhou glanced at Han Pei and was very satisfied.
Suddenly, his expression suddenly changed, and a team appeared in front of them. There were about 200 people in this team, but the age range of the team with only 200 people was very large, ranging from more than ten years old.
They range from teenagers in their 40s to middle-aged people in their forties, but what makes people dare not underestimate them is the pairs of black wings spread out behind them.
A unified wing configuration is extremely luxurious. Even in the Dark Emperor Dynasty, there is no such luxury team.
In this encounter, no one meant to talk nonsense. Han Pei cheered for the escort, "When the two armies meet, the brave will win. Kill! Whoever gets the black wings belongs to him."
On the other side, Xiang Xian raised the sword on his shoulder and pointed forward, "Kill!"
Following Xiang Xian's order, the bodies of the two hundred people behind him suddenly lit up with green barbaric patterns. These barbaric patterns were ten times brighter than before the training, and they were also more complicated. The original main barbaric patterns were divided into small ones.
The tips cover almost every muscle in the body. These barbaric lines even extend into the black wings, making them more comfortable in controlling the wings, as if they grew on their own.
Two hundred illuminated magic patterns penetrated each other in the battle formation, forming a huge shape of cyan patterns. From a distance, it looked like an ancient ferocious beast.
In the distance, Lin Li stood with his hands behind his back. In the origin of Wuxin, Erniu's defense team and Aze's outpost team were not dispatched. They got together with the people from the Witch Club and the Magic Club, and watched the training of the Barbarians from a distance.
In the first battle after that, they even started to bet on how many rounds it would take Xiangxian to cripple the enemy, and the winner's reward would be which unit would fight in the next battle.
The Xiangxian tribe suddenly encountered a convoy led by Lan Junhou.
There were corpses falling down like dumplings in the area wrapped by the barbaric patterns, and pieces fell apart. In just one round, Lan Junhou only had ten half-step longevity left around him, and all of these half-step longevity were injured.
, their eyes were full of horror. Without fighting against the war department with cyan patterns, they would not be able to understand the terror of this war department.
At this time, no one had the ability to worry about Han Pei. With his low strength, he died immediately in the turbulent flow of Yuanli.[
The sword in Xiang Xian's hand shook, and the wild lines on his arm quickly spread towards the blade. He pointed at Lan Junhou from a distance and said: "Leave the big one to me, and the remaining ten people will be dealt with within three rounds."
After saying that, the magic wings behind Xiang Xian trembled, and a blue-black shadow appeared next to Lan Junhou. The two of them went back and forth, and they were fighting evenly, and neither could do anything to the other.
Wu Xin Yuan Nakano Ling held the strange Xie Yue behind him and said in slight surprise: "Hey, it seems that Xiao Xianxian has made great progress. The person he fought is no longer weak in the longevity realm, and he is evenly matched."
Cassie Yan said from the side: "Slut, are you surprised at Xiangxian's strength? It seems that even if I ask you to fight, you don't have much confidence. I am better than you..."
"Who said that I am better than you?"
"Fight if you don't agree!"
With that said, the two men took off their sleeves and started to fight. Others just regarded them as air and could not see them.
Lan Junhou has always been one of the leaders of the young generation in Guiyuan Continent. After two months of training, Xiang Xian was able to match him. Lin Li looked on with great satisfaction.
In less than ten breaths, all the ten longevity players who followed Lan Junhou were killed. Lan Junhou had long noticed Lin Li watching the battle, and his heart dropped to the bottom.
"Xiang Xian has made great progress."
Lin Li muttered to himself, but the next moment, his expression suddenly changed, a bamboo stick appeared in his hand, and he immediately pointed it out. A vast article mixed with dark energy swept into the air like a huge horse.
Almost at the same time, there was a fluctuation in the air on the other side, and a jet-black bolt swept toward Xiangxian.
The black Pi Lian struck by the bamboo stick blocked the jet black Pi Lian, and with a bang, the aftermath of the battle blew Xiang Xian and Lan Junhou away. If the jet black Pi Lian had just swept over Xiang Xian, Xiang Xian would not have been able to bear it.
"Dark Demonic Qi!"
Lin Li snorted coldly, naturally remembering the terrifying vitality of this exchange. He approached Xiangxian in a flash, and at the same time he held Samantabhadra's rosary in his hand, and printed a large handprint somewhere in the air.
In the empty sky, a dark palm appeared, colliding with the big handprint.
Boom!
Huge fluctuations swept through the jungle within a hundred miles, and all the trees within ten miles seemed to have been severely damaged and were in a mess.
Lin Li's body was shaken and he was knocked back ten feet.
And there was a fluctuation in the empty air, revealing the shape of a small palace. A black noble aura brushed towards Lan Junhou, and then swept Lan Junhou up and pulled him closer to the palace before disappearing again.
"Sir, I..." Xiang Xian looked ashamed.
Lin Li waved his hand, "It's not your fault, it's the master of the Dark Emperor Dynasty."[