Chapter: 396
What about the 800 people on our side?
Only then did they get a message from the fleeing monks that only two hundred of the eight hundred dead were on the run, telling them to run away too.
The morale of the three hundred cultivators who came to support them was about to vomit blood. This battle was originally a trap set by them. As long as the people of the Haotian League dared to step in, there would be no good fruit to eat, but the eight hundred people did not play any role The one who was killed and collapsed was simply incompetent.
Although they can't wait to kill those fleeing people, but they also know that they are in a bad situation right now. Although they all ran from the inner circle and have advanced cultivation, they really can't exert their strength in this place , the number is the key to victory!
Three hundred against nine hundred, even if you think about it with your toes, you will know that you are invincible.
So without any hesitation, the three hundred monks who were rushing to the battlefield immediately turned around and prepared to escape.
They don't need to escape too far, they only need to run for dozens of miles, and it is impossible for the people of the Haotian League to chase after them, because the further inward they are, the stronger they can display. Most of the people in the Haotian League They are all low-level monks, if they dare to chase after them, they will die.
However, after running not far away, a large formation suddenly took shape, enveloping them in it. The lethality of the large formation was not too strong, but the power of the formation made the bodies of those trapped in it heavy and their movements sluggish .
A group of people from Wanmo Ridge looked around in horror, and they saw a petite female cultivator standing on a big tree, looking at them with a smile, and a formation disk was shining brightly in the female cultivator's hand.
"Feng Yuechan!" Someone exclaimed, his face suddenly changed.
A Fengyuechan is not enough to scare them, but Li Baxian must be there in the place where Fengyuechan haunts, and there are also a group of Haotian League powerhouses who follow them.
Sure enough, a low shout came out: "Sword Formation!"
When the words fell, sword lights suddenly burst out from the formation, shuttled back and forth, bringing up strings of blood.
This large formation was arranged by Feng Yuechan and Li Baxian together. It was formed in a hurry, and its power is not too great, but Li Baxian integrated all his flying swords into this formation to increase the lethality of the formation. several grades.
More than 30 Haotianmeng monks appeared out of nowhere, showing what they had learned, trying their best to harass and delay the speed of the Wanmo Ridge monks escaping.
There was a rumbling sound, and it was the nine hundred monks of the Haotian League who were chasing and killing them. Seeing this scene, all the cultivators trapped in the formation all showed despair.
The sound of chi chi chi could be heard endlessly, and the stream of magic spells and imperial weapons covered the entire formation, and someone suddenly laughed: "I killed a ninth-level sky-level, hahaha, I also have today!"
The murderer is just an ordinary seventh-level cultivation base, and there are 200 spiritual apertures behind the ninth-level heavenly level. Normally, such a strong man is invincible no matter what, but in such a special environment, Hitting the strong with the weak has become a reality.
The ninth floor of the heavenly level is definitely the guard of a major sect in the inner circle, and he probably would never have imagined that he would die at the hands of such a weakling.
Not only one strong man was killed by the weak, many of the 300 people from Wanmo Ridge were strong men who had converted to heaven-level exercises, but at this moment their fire of life was fading one by one, Haotian These low-level monks of the League may fight, and find that their meritorious service has increased by dozens of points at once.
The situation is good, Li Baxian raised his arms and shouted: "Little ones, it's time for revenge!"
Saying so, the first one raised his sword and killed, and those strong men who followed him all the way here all followed with red eyes and full of murderous intent.
They had been too aggrieved during this time, until now, the anger in their hearts was released.
In a great battle, less than 50 of the 300 Wanmo Ridge monks who came to support escaped. Many of the people killed were guardian envoys of major sects in the inner circle. Even Yan Xing, who was second on the Lingxi list, was severely injured. , Aggrieved and fled.
Yan Xing is also unlucky. Ever since he fought against Li Baxian on the Lingxi battlefield last time, he knew that it was impossible to take revenge with his own strength. The Lingxi guard battle was an excellent opportunity, so he has been paying attention The location and movement of Li Baxian.
After the formation of Zhoulu, he immediately pursued Li Baxian's whereabouts together with other strong men from Wanmo Ridge. Just in time for this battle, he was involved in it in a daze, and then was surrounded by a group of low-level monks who would not look directly at him. Lesson learned.
This is the victory of the Haotian League, and it is also a carnival for the low-level monks. This battle perfectly interprets what it means to have a large number of people!
After the great battle, the Haotian League only made some adjustments, and under the leadership of those strong men from the inner circle, the troops were divided into two groups, from the outside to the inside, constantly searching and eliminating the enemy monks, and as the news continued to spread, more and more More and more strong people from the inner circle joined in.
Originally, they had already lost their temper after being beaten by the people from Wanmo Ridge, but they didn't want to turn around.
Before the completion of the state-land merger, the number of senior monks and low-level monks on the Wanmo Ridge side was dominant. Even if there was a team developed with the Jade Blood Sect as the core, it would not be able to make up for the gap in numbers. Next, as long as Wanmo Ridge can be sincere, the living space of the Haotian Union will only become smaller and smaller. It is impossible to wipe out the entire army of the Haotian Union before the battle of Lingxi. Ninety percent, there is still hope. JrNovels.com
Only then did they get a message from the fleeing monks that only two hundred of the eight hundred dead were on the run, telling them to run away too.
The morale of the three hundred cultivators who came to support them was about to vomit blood. This battle was originally a trap set by them. As long as the people of the Haotian League dared to step in, there would be no good fruit to eat, but the eight hundred people did not play any role The one who was killed and collapsed was simply incompetent.
Although they can't wait to kill those fleeing people, but they also know that they are in a bad situation right now. Although they all ran from the inner circle and have advanced cultivation, they really can't exert their strength in this place , the number is the key to victory!
Three hundred against nine hundred, even if you think about it with your toes, you will know that you are invincible.
So without any hesitation, the three hundred monks who were rushing to the battlefield immediately turned around and prepared to escape.
They don't need to escape too far, they only need to run for dozens of miles, and it is impossible for the people of the Haotian League to chase after them, because the further inward they are, the stronger they can display. Most of the people in the Haotian League They are all low-level monks, if they dare to chase after them, they will die.
However, after running not far away, a large formation suddenly took shape, enveloping them in it. The lethality of the large formation was not too strong, but the power of the formation made the bodies of those trapped in it heavy and their movements sluggish .
A group of people from Wanmo Ridge looked around in horror, and they saw a petite female cultivator standing on a big tree, looking at them with a smile, and a formation disk was shining brightly in the female cultivator's hand.
"Feng Yuechan!" Someone exclaimed, his face suddenly changed.
A Fengyuechan is not enough to scare them, but Li Baxian must be there in the place where Fengyuechan haunts, and there are also a group of Haotian League powerhouses who follow them.
Sure enough, a low shout came out: "Sword Formation!"
When the words fell, sword lights suddenly burst out from the formation, shuttled back and forth, bringing up strings of blood.
This large formation was arranged by Feng Yuechan and Li Baxian together. It was formed in a hurry, and its power is not too great, but Li Baxian integrated all his flying swords into this formation to increase the lethality of the formation. several grades.
More than 30 Haotianmeng monks appeared out of nowhere, showing what they had learned, trying their best to harass and delay the speed of the Wanmo Ridge monks escaping.
There was a rumbling sound, and it was the nine hundred monks of the Haotian League who were chasing and killing them. Seeing this scene, all the cultivators trapped in the formation all showed despair.
The sound of chi chi chi could be heard endlessly, and the stream of magic spells and imperial weapons covered the entire formation, and someone suddenly laughed: "I killed a ninth-level sky-level, hahaha, I also have today!"
The murderer is just an ordinary seventh-level cultivation base, and there are 200 spiritual apertures behind the ninth-level heavenly level. Normally, such a strong man is invincible no matter what, but in such a special environment, Hitting the strong with the weak has become a reality.
The ninth floor of the heavenly level is definitely the guard of a major sect in the inner circle, and he probably would never have imagined that he would die at the hands of such a weakling.
Not only one strong man was killed by the weak, many of the 300 people from Wanmo Ridge were strong men who had converted to heaven-level exercises, but at this moment their fire of life was fading one by one, Haotian These low-level monks of the League may fight, and find that their meritorious service has increased by dozens of points at once.
The situation is good, Li Baxian raised his arms and shouted: "Little ones, it's time for revenge!"
Saying so, the first one raised his sword and killed, and those strong men who followed him all the way here all followed with red eyes and full of murderous intent.
They had been too aggrieved during this time, until now, the anger in their hearts was released.
In a great battle, less than 50 of the 300 Wanmo Ridge monks who came to support escaped. Many of the people killed were guardian envoys of major sects in the inner circle. Even Yan Xing, who was second on the Lingxi list, was severely injured. , Aggrieved and fled.
Yan Xing is also unlucky. Ever since he fought against Li Baxian on the Lingxi battlefield last time, he knew that it was impossible to take revenge with his own strength. The Lingxi guard battle was an excellent opportunity, so he has been paying attention The location and movement of Li Baxian.
After the formation of Zhoulu, he immediately pursued Li Baxian's whereabouts together with other strong men from Wanmo Ridge. Just in time for this battle, he was involved in it in a daze, and then was surrounded by a group of low-level monks who would not look directly at him. Lesson learned.
This is the victory of the Haotian League, and it is also a carnival for the low-level monks. This battle perfectly interprets what it means to have a large number of people!
After the great battle, the Haotian League only made some adjustments, and under the leadership of those strong men from the inner circle, the troops were divided into two groups, from the outside to the inside, constantly searching and eliminating the enemy monks, and as the news continued to spread, more and more More and more strong people from the inner circle joined in.
Originally, they had already lost their temper after being beaten by the people from Wanmo Ridge, but they didn't want to turn around.
Before the completion of the state-land merger, the number of senior monks and low-level monks on the Wanmo Ridge side was dominant. Even if there was a team developed with the Jade Blood Sect as the core, it would not be able to make up for the gap in numbers. Next, as long as Wanmo Ridge can be sincere, the living space of the Haotian Union will only become smaller and smaller. It is impossible to wipe out the entire army of the Haotian Union before the battle of Lingxi. Ninety percent, there is still hope. JrNovels.com
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