The Thirty-Six Plan for Cultivation of Immortals

Chapter 163 Fierce Battle 8

Chapter 163 Fierce Battle (8)

The light brightened everyone's eyes. Suddenly, a series of rumbling and slight explosions sounded.

After this attack, the two battle arrays commanded by Fang Biexu did not seem to slow down their speed at all. The two huge wheels flew up, stirring up silver snowflakes, which were even more eye-catching against the brilliant light just now.

After the giant wheel soared in mid-air, a wonderful turn, the formation remained unchanged, the speed did not decrease, and attacked the battle of the Jindan-level practitioner again.

At this time, looking at the two condensation-level practitioners on Haige Island, they found that their battle was already torn apart, showing a shocking beauty.

Those practitioners, who have not yet come out of the fear caused by the brief engagement just now, holding spiritual weapons, do not know what to do next. And by their side, it can be clearly felt that the bodies of some practitioners cooled down very quickly, and then fell to the sea.

At the moment of the battle, the strong murderous intention made their hearts like a boulder, and they could not have the courage to resist at all.

And just as they came to their senses, the two huge wheels condensed by the practitioner had turned lightly in a direction, skimming the battle array of the two condensed practitioners and rushed to the Jindan battle array.

The battle of the Jindan practitioners is already a barrier-free appearance in front of them. With the attack just before, this Jindan battle array also felt endless pressure.

They condensed their spirit, and a sword awn that was much thicker than the previous two sword awns combined suddenly took shape. As soon as the sword awn took shape, it split into the middle of one of the battle arrays.

The sword was dazzling and cut through the sky. However, in Li Mujin's heart, there were no waves. Although his eyes were looking ahead, he had been silently remembering the instructions in his heart. At the beginning of the blow just now, the speed of the instructions was also accelerating.

Fang Biexu looked at the sky in front of him. He seemed to have already expected this earth-shaking sword awn, and there was a confident look on his face. Under his command, the speed of the giant wheel battle array was not seen at all, and it was still unprecedented. It seemed that he wanted to compete with the flesh and blood of the practitioner to compete with this huge sword awn. .

This shocking scene is that Zhang Chong and Hao Tian, who were watching the battle, were shocked and sweated coldly. They seemed to have felt the bloody storm that would appear next.

However, this is a battle, a real and cruel battle. Sometimes, knowing that it is death, you have to rush forward without hesitation.

In this battle, Haotian also began to gradually understand the true meaning of the battle. And Fang Beixu's method of arraying also left an indelible mark in his heart.

His eyes stared at the place of the battle, and there was a feverish look in his eyes.

Just as this battle array and the sword light were about to intersect, I saw a gentle "hist~", like a cracked silk. The huge battle array like a wheel, in the high-speed movement, was gently separated from the middle when the sword light had not been crossed. The battle array was like two semi-circular wheels, lightly divided on both sides. .

This scene surprised everyone.

"How is that possible?" Wang Qingfeng's heart was full of shock. If this battle was completely undamaged after encountering the sword, it is estimated that his shock would not be as great as this.

You should know that this is a battle between battles. It is almost impossible for a thousand people to change the direction so neatly and flexibly. But now, he really saw this scene.

However, Fang Beixu's performance was not only this, but also saw the power of his mind burst out again. The two broken semicircles turned out to be two slightly smaller circular battle arrays between several breaths. These two round battle arrays, each composed of 500 practitioners, attacked the battle array of Jindan-level practitioners from two different directions.

Seeing that the strike just now was not hit, the practitioners in the Jindan battle array also obviously panicked. There began to be some chaos in their formation. Everyone held spiritual weapons and seemed to launch the final resistance against the rushing battle arrays.

However, even if they are all golden elixir-level strong men, this sporadic attack seems so vulnerable in front of the powerful battle array.

The next battle can hardly be called a battle, but it is like a strangulation. Fang Biexu controls the battle array composed of these two thousand practitioners, constantly interspersing, arbitrarily harvesting the lives of those Jindan-level practitioners.

And next to them, although there are still thousands of condensation-level practitioners, there are also some tough people among them, but in this kind of battle, there is no resistance at all.

Wang Qingfeng showed a fierce light on his face and rushed forward with great strides. The pestle in his hand gave off a strong earthy yellow atmosphere, as if he wanted to make the last blog.

"Island owner, don't fight anymore. Let's retreat first." The Grey Raven Taoist took Wang Qingfeng's hand and tried to stop him.

"Regress, is there any way to retreat?" After listening to the words of the Grey Raven Taoist, Wang Qingfeng laughed with a light smile, which was full of desolation. If the tragic death of his beloved son before caused a huge anger in his heart, then this battle made his heart like ashes. The situation in front of him is clear at a glance, and his beloved son's revenge is definitely not revenged. What is the meaning of survival for him?

He shook off the hand of the Grey Raven Taoist, roared, and rushed forward. Under the control of Fang Biexu, the battle array also crushed over fiercely with incomparable momentum.

The violent explosion kept thinking that the gray crow Taoist let him be a Yuanying-level monk, and he couldn't help trembling. He looked at the constantly shining battle array and shouted,

"We surrender~~~"

The battle ended in such a bloody battle. Haige Island has lost nearly 3,000 people, while Zhang Chong has only lost more than 100 people. Such a huge gap is really amazing.

In the face of this result, Fang Beixu also smiled indifferently and said softly,

"I didn't expect that the effect would be much better than I thought."

It sounds like this is the result of his first command of operations. Zhang Chong looked at him strangely and said to himself, this is really an extraordinary person.