The Black Flag Army has many legends in the Yunqin Army, but most of the Purgatory Mountain priests did not hear much.
However, when this army with a very complex appearance appeared in sight, many red-robed priests in Purgatory Mountain who had just regained their pride and confidence were numb and scared, and even felt that they were going to be massacred by this army.
This is momentum.
No matter how complicated it looks, the Black Flag Army will always be the best combat-ready army in the world and cooperate with the best.
Compared with such a team, these hundreds of powerful red-robed priests in Purgatory Mountain are the real miscellaneous troops.
These Purgatory Mountain Red Robe Priestess can easily slaughter thousands of other armies, but in the face of the most powerful Black Flag Army in history, this battle really became a battle for them to be unilaterally slaughtered.
The shrill sound of "swish", "swish", "swish" breaking through the air constantly sounded.
When there were hundreds of steps away, several priests of Purgatory Mountain had already bleeding mists and were shot and killed by archers in the Black Flag Army.
With the fierce murderous intent, some strange crossbow arrows were shot down.
The tails of these crossbow arrows were thin and tough steel wires, and in an instant, they crisscrossed and cut the formations of these Purgatory Mountain priests into dissatisfaction.
Some priests of Purgatory Mountain shouted in panic and angry.
The several priests of Purgatory Mountain who were killed at the first time were all among them with great combat power and large-scale soul soldiers. It was hard for them to understand that in such a short time, this army had a great combat power among them.
How can you accurately judge and kill accurately?
The bright red blood waves and the black waves filled with colors were handed over.
At the moment when the Black Flag Army and these Purgatory Mountain Priestess really fought each other, many Black Flag Army soldiers also turned backwards.
However, with the support of the surrounding comrades, all the Black Flag Army soldiers were injured and did not die. The Red Robe Priestess who rushed to the front of the Purgatory Mountain fell down one by one, and after falling down, they were all gone.
The sound is deadly in an instant.
All the priests of Purgatory Mountain were heartbroken.
All the people watching were also disappointed.
This kind of disappointment is not only the efficiency of the Black Flag Army in preserving itself and killing people, but also the greater extent of this kind of killing is completely ignoring the level of the opponent's cultivator.
Among the more than 20 red-robed priests in the Purgatory Mountain who were massacred, there were practitioners with national ranks and high-level masters. They were already considered masters in the world of cultivators, but no matter they were great masters, they were great masters.
The high-level practitioners are also practitioners of the national rank. In the face of the impact of the Black Flag Army, there seems to be no difference. They are almost instantly cut into the vital parts of the body by several cold metal pieces.
The Black Flag Army was a team that followed Gu Yunjing alone. In a sense, it was like Gu Yunjing's disciples and private troops. Many of their battles were not counted by the military headquarters, but there was a legend that the entire group was
The Black Flag Army was dispatched and could even easily slaughter thousands of established cavalry troops.
Previously, many people from the Yunqin army thought that this strength was too exaggerated. In their opinion, even when the three thousand light armored cavalry launched a charge together, it was a complete crushing momentum. However, now
, They knew that such legends were not only not exaggerated, but even had a humble element.
Not to mention thousands, I am afraid that tens of thousands of troops may not be able to crush such an army.
In just one breath, the red-robed priest had already begun to retreat unconsciously. He suddenly realized his mind after his leg was cut by a sharp metal filament, and then became even more frightened.
Most people in the field can see that in less than thirty breaths, all these red-robed priests will be massacred by the Black Flag Army, and the entire Black Flag Army will not suffer much loss.
The person who made a sound in the giant chariot could not ignore it, because as long as all the red-robed priests were killed, the next Black Flag Army would naturally be destroyed even the giant chariot where he was.
"boom!"
A blast sounded inside the giant chariot, and the treasure cover that covered the giant chariot was like a pot cover washed open by steam, flying high upwards. Long banners like iron curtains,
All floated outwards.
What immediately emerged was the thick black smoke and black fire that was no longer innovative but also scared.
A figure that looked tall among the black smoke and black fire, as if it had no feet, floated out of this giant chariot.
"Do you want your family to be slaves with you forever?"
This figure, which seemed to have no feet, made such a sound while appearing.
There is no aura that completely surpasses the holy level.
So the one in this giant chariot was not the head of Purgatory Mountain, but another elder of Purgatory Mountain.
His words did not clearly mention the person he spoke. However, when such a voice sounded, the Damang ceremonial army and the guards who were escorting the imperial guards outside Qianye Pass completely changed their faces.
The body of the Damang worshiper not far behind Zhantai Qiantang and Hu Piyi continued to tremble.
More horse hooves and swords sounded.
Five hundred ceremonial guards and two thousand escort guards also began to charge.
None of these sounds could drown out the shrill roar of the flying sword as it suddenly accelerated.
The flying sword flying out of the trembling worshipper, who was strangling the flying sword of Hu Piyi, and kept cutting, colliding, clicking, and interweaving a dazzling ball of fire.
This is just a breath.
Hu Piyi let out a sharp whistle.
His flying sword in the air suddenly rolled in the process of cutting, pressing the flying sword worshipped by Damang. The two flying swords were actually frozen in the space and stuck together for a moment and could not be separated.
Hu Piyi's aura shook again.
His flying sword pressed down again, suppressing the sword worshipped by Damang to the ground.
The ground shook violently, and a cloud of smoke and dust shook out, just like two giants falling in the air, one pressing the other into the soil.
"puff"!
A mouthful of blood mist spurted out from the mouth of the Damang worshipper.
However, his figure was like the wind and had already floated to Hu Piyi's body, his fingers were like swords, and he stabbed Hu Piyi's shoulders.
Hu Piyi took a step back and a blood sword burst out from behind his shoulders.
The two fingers worshiped by Damang were frozen in the air.
The flying sword that flew up from the ground behind also cut off his neck at this moment, ending this short but fierce battle between the Holy Master.
Hu Piyi coughed lightly, coughed up the blood foam that was shaking in his throat. He was extremely skilled in using a bandage that had been applied with a hemostatic plaster to tightly wrap his wounds, and then he and Qiantang of Zhantai
Take a look.
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The elder of Purgatory Mountain floating out of the giant chariot behind fell onto the elder of the dead Purgatory Mountain in front.
Under the giant chariot, hundreds of slave practitioners with chains were kneeling down.
The soul power of these slave practitioners flowed into the runes of this giant chariot along the chains on their bodies, and also stimulated the rolling smoke.
At this moment, as soon as the elder of Purgatory Mountain landed on this giant chariot, black smoke flowed out of the giant chariot and flowed into the bodies of these slave practitioners along the chains.
All these slave practitioners roared in pain, and their hands kept tearing their chests and pulling off their flesh and blood.
Their eyes, which were already numb and servile, had no sign of resistance, began to fill their blood-red flames. Their eyes were filled with blood, blood-red, and crazy.
An Ke, who had been treating Ye Wangqing, looked up suddenly regardless of anything that happened outside.
She was the first to react to what changes had happened to these slave practitioners.
At this moment, in the mountains not far away, young strong men such as Gao Yanan, Qin Xiyue, Bian Linghan, Jiang Xiaoyi, and Leng Qiuyu were all watching and waiting calmly.
Gao Yanan and others also experienced the battle of Dongjingling. At this moment, they saw the changes in these slave practitioners. They immediately thought of those Purgatory Mountain Black Dogs that could make people crazy after biting!
There was also a general who never took action due to the entire black flag army.
This general in the last row is the cold general with a dark red mask who had been guarding Gu Yunjing in his last few years.
When these hundreds of slave practitioners experienced such changes, a nervous look flashed in his cold and indifferent eyes for the first time.
Xu Shengmo was still blocking the heavy cavalry and the heavy armored army with a single sword.
Although the emergence of the Black Flag Army and the distinction of the camp's entry into the battle against Purgatory Mountain, many of Qianyeguan's hesitant school officials firmly chose to remain silent. For the front-line army, the Black Flag Army represents
It was Gu Yunjing, so no large-scale weapons attacked Xu Shengmo, and the defenders on the city tower did not even send an arrow at Xu Shengmo.
But Xu Shengmo was only able to withstand the impact of this iron stream.
The ground, which had already been shocked by the impact of heavy cavalry and heavy armor, suddenly became even more violently, and some soybean-sized stones on the ground even jumped up.
Such shock came from a river channel in the dense forest at the foot of the mountain outside Qianye Pass, behind the Damang ceremonial army and the guards.
Large tracts of trees, shrubs and weeds fell down, and their huge bodies emitting golden light trampled the river into a flat corridor.
These huge riders seem very small compared to these huge bodies, but they also bring strong pressure and suffocation to anyone.
The cold general wearing a dark red mask face contracted sharply.
Divine Elephant Army!
In this world, in addition to the Black Flag Army, another most powerful army also appeared here.
And he could see at a glance that the huge white divine elephant was far more than a hundred.
After surrendering to Emperor Yunqin and receiving the support of Yunqin's national strength, this army, which had been severely damaged by Lin Xi in the Prajna Corridor, has regained its vitality!
The Black Flag Army is not afraid of the Divine Elephant Army.
If the two armies collided, I don’t know who will win.
But he was sure that the Black Flag Army could not block the impact of so many red-robed priests, Damang Army, crazy practitioners, and this divine elephant army at the same time.
The Black Flag Army is ready to die, but it is impossible to kill all these enemies, so it is impossible to kill the other elder of Purgatory Mountain, and it is even more impossible to be sure whether there is a sect in the last giant chariot.
exist.
Moreover, if the head of Purgatory Mountain is here, if the opponent's current powers are unlikely to be able to defeat, such a battle and death will be meaningless.
Retreat or continue fighting, the cold general wearing a dark red mask felt that at this time, only Lin Xi could make a decision.
However, Lin Xi is not here.
How can this battle continue?
All the practitioners from Qingluan Academy are shrouded in the shadow of failure.
Xu Shengmo was the most direct at this moment and whispered: "Lin Xi, you idiot, where did you go to?"