Humanity’s Great Sage Chapter 197: It will be counted
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The Haotian Alliance took action, and the soldiers divided into three groups, all the way forward, and the two sides flanked, so that they could form a semi-encirclement.
Leaving a gap for the opponent, one is that it is unrealistic to try to circumvent them, and the other is that they are afraid of too much persecution and stimulate the enemy's fighting spirit. Everyone still understands the most basic common sense of besieging the three ques.
There was something going on here, and the monks at Wanmoling immediately noticed it, but they didn't mean to flee, but were gearing up to be ashamed.
Under the formation of troops, the Wanmoling side quickly formed a tight formation, waiting for it.
Three-way Haotianmeng cultivator slowly arrived at the designated position and waited quietly.
A dazzling beam of light suddenly shot up into the sky. It was Lu Yushan's Thunder Dragon Cannon, and it was also a signal. At the moment when the roar sounded, the three-way Haotian League cultivators, thousands of people, rushed forward to slaughter them together, with an astonishing momentum.
The streamer of the spell and the imperial weapon began to collide in mid-air. The Haotian Alliance quickly gained some advantages by virtue of their superiority in numbers. Although it was not too obvious, it did suppress Wanmoling to a certain extent. .
With the passage of time, it was also the intentional concession of the Wanmoling side, the encirclement began to shrink, the monks on both sides officially collided, and the teams were entangled with each other, and the fight was inextricable.
Lu Ye and Hua Ci stayed at the back and did not participate in this battle. They were waiting, waiting for a message.
If there is really a trap set up by Wan Moling, then the message should come soon.
Just as the cultivators from the two sides were fighting in full swing, Lu Ye felt that his battlefield mark had moved, lowered his head to investigate, and then nodded to Huaci: "It's our time!"
The four senior brothers sent a message, and the three million Moling monks who were lying in ambush twenty miles away had already been dispatched. Obviously, they wanted to kill them while the two sides were fighting. In this way, they could Tear apart the front of the Haotian Alliance camp, and cooperate with the cultivators.
As long as the situation is opened on one front, Wanmoling can continue to expand its advantages, and then hit the Haotian League.
This is also the reason for the weak performance of the Wanmoling monks who were attacked. First, the Haotian League has an advantage in terms of number of people, and secondly, it follows the trend and does not give the Haotian League any hope. Why? Successful implementation of the next plan?
Of course, the current situation is that I don't know if they can hurry...
As the stream of light flickered, Lu Ye and Hua Ci spread out a pair of red and green wings behind their backs, and they flew into the sky. They quickly crossed the frontline of the battlefield, arrived at the center, and then hovered there quietly.
For a while, the eyes of many Wanmoling cultivators saw that in this place where no one could fly, two people from the Haotian Alliance suddenly flew into the sky, which naturally attracted attention.
The people in Wanmoling immediately noticed that something was wrong. Even though someone was attacking Lu Ye and Huaci with an imperial weapon, they lost their strength before they could get close.
The enemy is flying too high.
Lu Ye held the knife in his hand, his spiritual power secretly urged, and stood in front of Huaci. His task now is very simple, protect Huaci's safety, and let her use her own methods.
After a little perception, Hua Ci determined that the arrangement she had stayed here before had taken effect, and nodded: "It's started!"
She took a deep breath, her full chest heaving violently, and then, a green halo swept in all directions, instantly covering most of the battlefield.
The sound of exclamation immediately came from below. When Huaci's method began to take effect, many Wanmoling cultivators realized that something was wrong, and the spiritual power in their bodies suddenly became obscure, as if the symptoms of erysipelas were stagnating. , which made many people lose their strength in a very short period of time.
If it was a normal time, it wouldn't matter too much, but right now it's in the midst of a life-and-death struggle with the monks of the Haotian Alliance.
The originally evenly matched battle was immediately divided between life and death due to a change in one's spiritual power.
In just a few breaths, there were screams one after another, blood and severed limbs flying together, and I don't know how many Ten Thousand Demon Ridge cultivators ruined the seedlings.
"It's that woman's ghost, kill her!" a monk from Wanmoling shouted when he was seriously injured, and the next moment he was beheaded.
With a screeching sound, a streamer shot from below. It was not an imperial weapon, but an arrow that was lost. Someone held a bow-shaped spiritual weapon and shot an arrow at Hua Ci.
However, the arrow was slashed by Lu Ye, who was in front of her, and failed to hurt her in the slightest.
Chi Chi Chi...
The bowman below is very good at archery. When his fingers are rolling, streams of light are chasing the stars and the moon. Lu Ye swings the long knife in his hand, and swings away the sharp arrows that hit him, shocking him. tingling.
After a few breaths, the cultivator with the bow was chopped into pieces by several Haotian League who rushed over.
The emerald-green halo swirled out in circles and circles. Although Hua Ci had been set up here for many days, she had never had such an uninterrupted activation of her abilities.
The number of people participating in the battle this time is not comparable to the previous one. To solve the battle here as soon as possible, she can only do her best.
In just a short time, Huaci's face began to turn pale, and at a certain moment, she whispered softly: "Lu Ye!"
Lu Ye turned around quickly, grabbed Hua Ci's waist, and took her to the outside of the battlefield, fluttering his fiery red wings and leaving the battlefield in an instant.
Huaci is not a big problem, but she consumes too much, and her spiritual power is almost exhausted, but before she leaves, Wanmoling is already exhausted.
There were originally 800 monks gathered here, which is only 200 less than the Haotian League, but the gap in the number of people has increased to more than 500. It is conceivable that in this short cup of tea, How heavy was Wanmoling's casualties.
The cultivators who were still alive fled towards the gap in the rear. At this time, the speed of escape is very important. You don't need to run faster than the enemy, you just need to be faster than your own people. When the army is wiped out, there will always be some fish that slip through the net.
After a stick of incense, the battlefield was full of corpses, and the smell of blood was almost indissoluble. Thousands of cultivators from the Haotian Alliance fell to less than a hundred people. The cultivators gathered and did not hunt down those who escaped. It is to turn the direction and kill in the direction of the center of Zhoulu.
In that direction, there is a team of 300 Wanmoling cultivators coming to support them. They had previously received information that the people from the Haotian Alliance had taken the bait and were fighting fiercely with their own side, so they rushed here.
Twenty miles away, they were almost on their way to the battlefield, but when they looked up, they didn't see their own cultivators, only a group of cultivators from the Haotian League, who had been killed and red-eyed, rushed towards this direction. Come.
Three million monks of the Magic Mountain were stunned.
How about eight hundred of your own?
Until then, they received information from the cultivators who had fled. Of the 800 dead, only 200 were left, and they were on the run. They were told to run away as well.
The morale of the 300 cultivators who came to support was about to vomit blood. This battle was originally a trap they set up. As long as the people from the Haotian Alliance dare to step in, there will be no good fruit to eat, but the 800 people did not play. What effect was killed and collapsed, it was extremely incompetent.
Although they want to kill those fleeing people, they also know that they are in a bad situation right now. Although they all came out of the inner circle and have a high level of cultivation, they really can't play in this place. The advantage of strength, the number of people is the key to victory!
Three hundred against nine hundred, even if you think with your toes, you can't beat them.
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 the people of the Haotian League will not be able to chase after them, because the further inward they are, the stronger the strength they can exert. Most of those people are low-level monks, and if they dare to chase them, they will die.
However, it didn't take long for a big formation to take shape, shrouding them in it. The lethality of the formation was not too strong, but the power of the formation made the bodies of those caught in it become heavy. , the action is delayed.
A group of people from Wanmoling looked around in horror and saw a petite female cultivator, standing on a big tree, looking at them with a smile, and there was a formation plate in the female cultivator's hand. Dazzling light.
"Fengyuechan!" Someone exclaimed, and his face changed abruptly.
A Fengyuechan is not enough to scare them, but Li Baxian is definitely there where Fengyuechan is haunted, and there are a group of Haotian League powerhouses who follow them.
As expected, a low shout came out: "Sword Formation!"
When the words fell, sword lights suddenly burst out from the great formation, and they shuttled back and forth ~IndoMTL.com~ with strings of blood.
This great formation was jointly arranged by Feng Yuechan and Li Baxian. It was hastily formed, and its power was not too great, but Li Baxian integrated all his flying swords into this formation, allowing the formation of the formation. The lethality has been improved by several grades.
More than 30 Haotian League cultivators appeared out of nowhere. They showed off what they had learned and tried their best to harass them, delaying the speed of the Wanmoling cultivators' escape.
The sound of rumbling came out, and it was the nine hundred monks from the Haotian League who came after them. Seeing this scene, the Wanmoling monks who were trapped in the great formation all showed despair.
The sound of chi chi chi was incessant, and the streamers of spells and imperial weapons covered the sky and covered the big formation. Someone suddenly laughed: "I killed a ninth-level heaven, ha ha ha, I also have today!"
The murderer is just an ordinary seventh-level cultivation base, and the gap between the ninth-level and the heavenly level is 200 spiritual orifices. In normal times, such a strong person would not be able to fight no matter what, but in such a special environment Under the circumstance, attacking the strong with the weak has become a reality.
The ninth floor of the heaven level, he is definitely the guardian of a major sect in the core circle. It is estimated that he would never have thought that he would die at the hands of such a weak chicken.
More than one strong man was killed by the weak. Many of the 300 people from Wanmoling were strong men who had converted to heaven-level exercises, but at this moment their fire of life was withering one by one. , these low-level monks from the Haotian League may be fighting, and they will find that their merits have increased by dozens of points.
The situation is very good, Li Baxian raised his arms and shouted: "Little ones, it's time for revenge!"
Speaking like this, the first one picked up his sword and killed him. Those strong men who followed him all the way to escape here all had red eyes and followed him with murderous intent.
This time they had been too aggrieved, and until this moment, the anger in their hearts was released.