The Xiong family father and son walked out of the door of the stone house and saw black shadows in the distance. Sure enough, a large number of people from the devil's path had sneaked onto the top of the mountain. The fireworks tube used to send signals was in Xiong Tiannan's pocket. However, at this moment, he only stared wide-eyed. His eyes were fixed on the enemy in the distance, with no intention of taking it out and casting it.
Xiong Bailing said: "Nan'er, what are you waiting for? You haven't sent a signal yet,"
Xiong Tiannan said: "Those devil cubs who came here seem to be no more than fifty or sixty at most. We also have more than fifty people. It's more than enough to get rid of them. Why send a signal? Dad, you were right just now. To be a person, you must have ambition. We need to ask Master Hua for help on this matter, so that he can laugh at our incompetence, father and son."
According to Hua Bushi's previous instructions, as long as the enemy is discovered, no matter how many there are, a message must be sent immediately. However, Xiong Bailing's mind changed and he felt that what his son said was quite reasonable. The number of the two sides was not far apart. Their father and son and the Qingyun Guards should be able to Deal with it, I just saw that the fighting in front of Yuji Palace was fierce, there was no need for Hua Bushi to worry about the enemies coming down from the peak.
More importantly, the son who has always been timid and timid finally has an opportunity to show courage. As a father, he should also support him.
Thinking of this, Xiong Bailing nodded and said: "Okay, let's not send the letter for now, and then we can deal with those devil bastards."
In a moment, forty-nine Qingyun guards had formed seven sword formations in the open space outside the stone chamber door, and combined them into a "Qingyun formation". With a clear sound, the forty-nine long swords were unsheathed at the same time.
The Xiong family father and son stood side by side at the door, watching the enemies rushing towards them.
The people from the demonic path who came from the top of the cliff were in a very scattered formation. Most of them were wearing plain gray cloth, with their faces covered with gray cloth. They were very muscular, but the two people in the lead were not masked. They were a man with a stern face. There was a man in a green robe, holding a sword that was about ten feet long. There was another man in a white robe, holding a soft silver dragon whip in his hand.
Neither the Xiong family nor his son had ever seen Fengshen and Yunjiang, so they didn't know that they were the top two among the "Six Absolutes of No Life".
Fengshen and Yunjiang were a little surprised when they saw the Qingyun Guards outside the stone gate in front. According to their expectations, the attack on the palace gate in front was intense, and all the people in the White Road should have been attracted. They could attack them unprepared from behind and kill them. He was caught off guard, but he encountered an obstacle just as he reached the top of the cliff.
But after seeing clearly that there were only forty or fifty people on the other side, Fengshen smiled coldly, waved his hand, and shouted: "Rush over and kill them all."
Upon hearing the order, a large group of gray-clothed men rushed forward and drew weapons from their backs, all of which were broad-bladed short-handled axes over two feet long.
The sword flashed, and the man in gray at the front was stabbed in the chest by a Qingyun guard, but the blade was bent and unable to penetrate the skin. The man in gray swung his ax and hit the sword with sparks flying everywhere, killing the man. Qingyun Wei was so shocked that he flew back.
"Ding Ding Dang Dang" sounded, when a few gray clothes were stabbed by the sword, but all of them were unharmed. They raised the ax and rushed to the Qingyunwei, and immediately rushed into the "Qingyun Big Array".
These big men in gray clothes were actually invulnerable. Xiong Bailing, who was standing in front of the door, could not help but tremble when he saw this.
The sneer on the opposite side of Fengshen's mouth was even more serious. No one knew the combat power of these big men in gray better than Fengshen. He believed that even though the number of them was about the same, they were the direct disciples of the "Seven sects". , and can't stop their attack.
These gray-clothed men are the so-called war beasts that Fengshen and Yun will bring to the top of the Immortal Cliff from the secret village at the west foot of Saintess Peak. The war beasts are different from ordinary lost-heart beasts. They are drawn from among thousands of martial arts warriors. Among them, the ones with the best conditions and the strongest strength are selected, given special medicines, and undergo extremely cruel training.
These war beasts have also lost their memory and only know how to kill in their hearts, but they can understand speech and execute simple orders.
After becoming war beasts, these people's life span is not long, and they can only live for another two or three years at most. This is because their body's potential is forcibly stimulated by the drugs, and their yang life is naturally greatly damaged. However, in contrast, their Their ferocity is by no means comparable to that of ordinary warriors. Even the top masters in the world may not be their opponents. The invulnerability of swords and swords is one of their abilities.
Among the war beasts created by the devil, the most powerful are the eight "god monsters" that follow the Wusheng Saint Ancestor. Xiri Ahong was once one of them, and these gray-clothed men are second only to the gods. The existence of Warcraft also has a name, called "Crazy War Beast".
The sixty-four people brought to the cliff by Fengshen and Yunjiang were all the mad war beasts trained in the secret village in the past two years. In their opinion, the forty or fifty swordsmen in front of them would definitely not be able to stop this group of crazy warriors. The impact of the bloody monster will tear it apart in a moment.
However, Qingyun Guard, as the leader of the three major divisions of the "Evil Dog Gate", was by no means so easy to defeat. Several invulnerable men in gray clothes rushed into the formation. The "Qingyun Formation" only stagnated slightly. I heard someone in the formation shouting: "Flowing Cloud Style, work together to resist the enemy."
But seeing three of the seven sword formations, twenty-one swordsmen in green stepped forward, and when they fired their swords, they immediately formed a dense network of light, blocking the mad war beasts that had not yet rushed into the formation, and the other four formation, but they joined forces to attack a few people who had already entered the formation.
With a "clang" sound, a mad war beast was stabbed in the chest by a sword. He flew five feet and fell out of the formation. He fell to the ground and rolled a few feet away. Then he stopped moving. Yun Jiang quickly rushed up to catch him. He stretched out his hand to lift up the man's body and took a look. His expression couldn't help but change, and he said to Feng Shen: "Elder brother, he is dead."
Fengshen's face darkened, and the smile that remained on his face suddenly disappeared.
The "Flowing Cloud Style" of the Qingyun Sword Formation is a variation of the combined force attack in the formation. Although the Wild War Beast's hard skills are strong, it is not truly indestructible. Even if it can withstand an ordinary sword thrust, The combined blow of the seven Qingyun Guards was enough to break his heart.
Only two "clang" sounds were heard, and two more mad war beasts were stabbed by the combined attack and fell down, unable to get up even after seeing it.
"Hmph, do you think that with this mere sword formation, you can stop this mad war beast?" Fengshen said through gritted teeth, "Listen to my order and hit them with rocks."
On the top of the Yuji Palace, there are many rocks scattered around. The smaller ones are two or three feet high and weigh two to three hundred kilograms. The larger ones are more than ten feet high and weigh thousands of kilograms. They cannot be attacked. Dozens of gray-clothed men in the sword formation heard the Fengshen's order and immediately turned around to move the rocks. These wild fighting beasts were extremely powerful. Dozens of people started working together and immediately lifted a huge stone weighing three to four thousand kilograms and headed towards it. The Qingyun Sword Formation was thrown towards him.
There was a loud "boom", the rock fell to the ground, ice and snow flew everywhere, and it hit the ground for more than half a foot.
All formations require the formation members to move with each other to coordinate with changes in offense and defense, so they can only be used on flat ground, and the Qingyun Sword Formation is no exception. The existence of this huge stone hinders everyone's movement. , which is of great disadvantage to the Qingyun Sword Formation. On the contrary, the Wild War Beasts rely on their personal abilities to attack hard, and the stones do not have much impact on them.
Seeing that the tactics were working, Fengshen shouted: "Keep throwing rocks at people."
Qingyun Guards are guarding the door to the stone chamber entering the Treasure House. As long as a few more boulders are smashed here, it will be difficult to form the Qingyun Sword Formation, and many mad war beasts will have a chance to rush through.
However, these days, Qingyun Guard has been tempered by wars for a long time and is no longer the young master he once was. Of course, he will not let the other side succeed so easily.
Only a shout was heard: "Tianluo style, surround and kill," forty-nine Qingyun guards flew forward together. Those men in gray had just thrown the boulder, and before they had time to move the second one, they were all covered up. Trapped in the sword formation.
Since they couldn't defend, they had no choice but to take the initiative to attack. The Qingyun Guard in charge of the sword formation made a very decisive decision. In an instant, the sword shadows were like weaving on the platform, and there was a cold light, and hundreds of people from both sides were killed together.
The purpose of the Qingyun Sword Formation established by Master Hua Qing was to allow disciples with average qualifications to rely on seven different sword techniques to fight against masters with the help of changes in the formation. The sword formation was not perfect at the beginning. "During the battle between leader Yue Hanshan, Hua Bushi and Yang Jiangyi worked together to correct most of the flaws. After so many years of practice, the sword formation now has almost no flaws.
If they were to fight alone, the Wild War Beasts would be much stronger than the Qingyun Guards, and their number would be larger. However, when trapped in the Qingyun Sword Formation, under the "Tian Luo Style" change, not only would they be completely I can't feel the advantage of numbers. Each person has to deal with the joint attack from two or three swordsmen at the same time, so he can't take any advantage.
Under the combination of exquisite sword skills, the wild war beasts were hit by swords one after another. However, they relied on their invulnerable strength to hold on. The gray cloth shirts on their bodies were all cut to pieces by the sword light, and there were also marks on their skin. There were some scratches and blood marks, but the Qingyun Sword Formation now had to trap so many wild war beasts at the same time, but it was difficult to gather the power of many people to make a single blow to kill the enemy with all its strength like before.
General Feng Shen Yun, who was standing at the rear of the raiding formation, looked at the fighting in front of him, and his face dropped.
General Yun said: "Senior Brother, these swordsmen are in such trouble, it seems that only you and I can solve them,"
Fengshen frowned and said: "Well, the Holy Ancestor has a destiny and cannot be delayed for too long. We will fight quickly, but we must get rid of those two guys first."
The two guys he was referring to were Xiong Bailing and Xiong Tiannan and his son.
"That's not easy. The old one only has one hand, and the little elephant-headed pig can deal with them with just a little effort," Yun Jiang said with a curl of his lips.
"You brat, who are you calling a pig?" Xiong Tiannan shouted sternly as veins appeared on his forehead.
Although the two sides were separated by seven or eight feet, martial arts practitioners had good ears, and General Yun's voice was not quiet, so Mr. Xiong could hear everything clearly.
Yun Jiang laughed loudly and said: "Of course I am talking about you. Look at your appearance. Is there anyone here who looks more like a pig than you?"