Chapter 20 People in the Battle
(Second update, please collect!!)
Touch!
It looks like a huge golden water ball smashed, and countless golden lights with suffocating terror instantly powdered more than a dozen people in front of them!
Zhang Yan did not care about the exhaustion of the consumption of Buddha yuan in his body, put away the spiritual treasure golden lotus, sacrificed a flying sword, transformed the magic yuan, used the five elements of kendo, and rushed into the tide-like enemy again.
He is indeed lucky. Until now, he has killed three groups of Yuanying monks and has not met a god-level monk on the way.
His Buddha Yuan had already used half of the seven Yuanying monks of Qingfuzong. At this time, after killing dozens of Yuanying monks, he finally dried up and had to put away the big killer Lingbao Jinlian and began to fight against the enemy with magic yuan.
The ugly waving golden wings followed Zhang Yan. It did not take the initiative to attack, but as long as someone tried to attack Zhang Yan, its golden wings spread, and there was a scream, almost a second kill!
Since the little guy's strength woke up, there has obviously been a qualitative transformation, and he can kill the divine monks with golden wings, not to mention killing those Yuanying monks who sneaked Zhang Yan? In this way, although Zhang Yan was surrounded by many Yuanying monks, he has not suffered any harm so far.
Zhang Baocai is dozens of feet away from Zhang Yan. As a body of the congenital golden spirit, he is the main killer, and he also practices the top-level martial art of Confucianism. His attack power is so strong that he can even kill the monks in the late stage of Yuanying with the middle of Yuanying!
The yellow book in his hand is the most precious [saint policy] of Confucianism. The beautiful words written on it can be arranged and combined into a variety of attack methods. It is powerful and comparable to the magic weapon of Xuanbao.
With [saint policy] in hand, Zhang Baocai, the innate golden spirit killed by the sex master, is like a tiger and adding wings, rampaging directly among the enemy crowd. [saint policy] The beautiful font is like a ruler held in the hands of heaven and earth. If you wave it gently, someone will be punished to death!
Bu Ruo was sent by Zhang Yan to protect Zhang Baocai. He almost boringly killed the Yuanying monks who attacked Zhang Baocai with his sharp palms, and even took out a Yuanying with his big hand in his spare time...
Bu Ruo was placed next to Zhang Baocai, which was obviously a little useful.
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The sword soul of the six people in blue is like the most horrible sickle in the world. Under the sickle, a dead soul will be harvested.
They adopted the best strategy to respond to the enemy. Six people went in and out together. As soon as they met the single god-level monk, they attacked in groups and killed the enemy in an instant, which was extremely efficient. When some deity monks tried to gather more people to chase and kill him, the six people poured into the crowd like loach and fought in the other direction, making those deity monks indignant.
All six of him are old monsters who have been stranded for thousands of years. If the sword world had not been imprisoned by demons in the world and could not hit a higher level, he might have been a fork figure at the virtual level. Even so, as the most aggressive sword practitioners, they kill those ordinary god-level monks and attack in groups, which seems extremely easy.
Even six people can rescue others from time to time!
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Tuo Feng, Man Chu, Yan Qiu and Ji Qian are the four leaders of the underworld prison. They are all cultivated by the human beings. Although they only have the cultivation of the first baby, they can lurk on the side like a shadow, and the people next to them can hardly feel it.
The four of him entered the battle, just like four invisible and unquality killers. With a precise and calm method of killing the enemy, one blow will be hit, one blow will kill. After one blow, he will also escape from the side of other enemies, lurk again, and wait for the opportunity to take action again...
Their speed is neither fast nor slow, and they have never attacked on a large scale, but they have killed even more enemies than Zhang Yan.
Even the assassination methods that loomed like ghosts have gradually aroused the panic of the crowd. Everyone is in danger and is afraid that there is such an invisible transparent killer hidden in the void around them.
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Puff! Poo! Poo! Poo! Poo!
With a gentle wave of five slender, white and tender green fingers, five Yuanying monk Dantian was stabbed out of a shocking hole, and the Yuanying in it was directly erased, and there was no possibility of escaping.
Chu Xiushui, the proud daughter of the Middle Earth, is as quiet as a red glow, which seems to be so incompatible with the people around her.
There are extremely small transparent flames swimming around her body. Although there is no magic weapon in her hand, as long as they wave it gently, these transparent flames are like the sharpest blades in the world, piercing the enemy Dantian and killing Yuanying...
Flame is a dazzling flame, one of the top flames in the monastic world.
Almost everyone knows that Chu Xiushui is a monk with fire attributes, but few people know that she is a congenital fire spirit. The domineering and dazzling sky fire looks like a part of her body, looking so quiet and soft, but if she leaves her fingers, she will turn into a horrible killer.
Those Yuanying monks gradually began to stay away from her. As long as they saw a red shadow, they were like encountering nightmares and avoiding them far away.
Her expression has not changed, but like a maple leaf, she floated away and attacked those monks.
Facing the virtual monk, her jade hand just tore the void like tearing the softest tissue. As long as the enemy falls into the black hole, she can no longer escape.
She has mastered the power of space a long time ago!
This is her killer and has never been known by anyone, but today, she used it naturally and plainly to save Zhang Yan.
The power of space, that is the law of heaven and earth that only monks in the virtual period can practice!
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"Falto! On the contrary!"
Every time the dust of the whole body flows out, a monk will fall into the air. Their expression is dull, as if they have lost their soul. When they fall to the ground and fall into blood mud, they make a sad scream.
Like an extremely obscene monkey, he jumped up and down in the depths of the enemy, and the golden dust in his hand waved out from an extremely tricky and despicable angle. It is often effective to attack people with one blow.
The first person of Taoism, the monk of Taiqing Xuanmen, obviously did not look like a master, but like a scoundrel on the street. He used some sinister moves similar to black tigers, monkeys stealing peaches, and old tree roots.
But it's also strange. Obviously, all the people he and his enemies knew that he was very obscene, but there was nothing they could do about him. However, he waved the dust, just like being hit by hundreds of pounds of strong sweating medicine, he was instantly removed from his soul, fell to the ground, and fell into a ball of flesh and blood.
As soon as Caikong was about to clean up a strong black guy in the later stage of Yuanying, he suddenly noticed a strong wind behind his head and hurriedly turned over and crossed to one side.
But I saw a god monk with a gloomy face and attacked him.
He was furious and said that only grandpa could sneak up on obscene others, but he was not allowed to be obscene...
He shook the dust gently and brushed the ground. The soft gold wires as water suddenly became straight, and the whole dust was like a sharp sword, scratching at the man fiercely.
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"Fight for heaven and earth!"
"Fight for the people!"
"For the continuation of the saints!"
"Peace for the world!"
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Thirty high-level monks of Confucianism fengchi chanted like a phoenix singing in the air, more like a tiger roaring mountain forest. Every word read in their mouth turned into a sound wave attack with Confucianism's innate righteousness. Hearing it in the enemy's ears, they couldn't help but be photographed by it. The qi veins were stagnant, and their ears were like thunder, qi and blood went backwards. God The soul suffered great damage.
Thirty people, with big sleeves, standing solemnly in the air, the literary light shoots the head of cattle, the beautiful air mass around the head, awe-inspiring like a stone, the sound waves like the sea tide, no one dares to beat its edge!
This group of Confucian monks, who only asked for the emperor's family for the world, deterred the enemies around them with their unique dignity. Although they did not kill, the trauma they caused to the enemy's spirit was far beyond everyone's imagination.
As long as those Yuanying monks are attacked by their sound waves, they will stagger like drunk and staggering, and can no longer run Zhenyuan.
The elder Chu Yu of the first hermit family replaced these bloodless Confucian monks as a butcher, almost killing those enemies who were damaged by destruction and decay.
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"Forbid!"
"wei!"
"Eppling!"
"Burning!"
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A mysterious and dense rune sprinkled between Zeng's butterfly-like hands. These silk trajectories containing the mystery of heaven and earth outlined various delicate but horrible virtual arrays, killing the enemy between raising hands and feet!
Zeng Fuzi is a deacon and elder of Zhenlongfang all over the ancient continent. The reason why he can be independent of Zhenlongfang but has great power is that he is a rare array master!
In the whole ancient continent, he is the only array mage at the level of a great master!
The array can refine weapons, alchemy... and kill people.
In the hands of Master Zeng, those mysterious tracks like antelopes are like the most obedient children, forming a virtual array to kill enemies one by one.
Sometimes, he can instantly bind more than a dozen Yuanying monks by imprisoning a virtual array;
Sometimes, he can kill a deity monk with a kill-killing virtual array!
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Wang Daoqi's big sleeves are elegant, his eyes are bright, and his body is in line with heaven and earth. The vast righteousness of the vastness of rivers and lakes is condensed all over his body like a substance. At this time, he seems to be a scattered god with supreme glory. When his eyes are closed, the enemy is stared at by fear and his fighting spirit disappears.
And his big sleeves shocked the enemies in front of him with a simple, direct and upright force.
The person who was waved by his big sleeve is full of bones and soul is full of righteousness!
He is the leader of Confucianism and the leading figure of Confucianism in the whole ancient continent. He has been in northern Xinjiang for more than a thousand years, and no one dares to break it.
Wang Daoqi's Confucianism has reached its peak!
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High-level monks almost the whole ancient continent fought on Mengling Mountain.
There is no trace of life within thousands of miles!
Mengling Mountain, which stretches thousands of feet high, was bombarded to the end by the destruction of heaven and earth, and completely disappeared on the ancient continent.
This place has become a vast and boundless area - scorched earth!
Countless splashing airflows, like meteorites containing terrorist power, hit the ground fiercely, lifting hundreds of feet of sand and stones, raising a tyrannical airflow like wolf smoke.
From time to time, there is a little blood rain, dead bodies, broken magic weapons, broken swords... The whole dream mountain is like a bloody purgatory!
The 100 sword practitioners who took the lead in attacking at the beginning of the battle have died, but their sacrifices have been exchanged for the fall of nearly 300 enemies in the Yuanying period. Their death is also proud enough, worthy of the name of sword practitioners with the first attack power.
Zhang Yan and others joined the war, like a sharp knife plunged into a piece of soft silk, cutting the alliance of more than 1,000 monks across the ancient continent into pieces.
They do not belong to the same force. They can face the enemy together, but they can't trust and rescue each other. In the melee by Zhang Yan and others, they can't give full play to the advantages of many people at all. They have to be passively divided into dozens of thin forces and fight separately.
The scene is extremely chaotic.
With the passage of time, the number of more than 1,000 enemies has plummeted. Most of those Yuanying monks died on the spot, leaving only 70 or 80 deity monks.
On Zhang Yan's side, except for the 12 Confucian monks who were attacked and killed by a wave of enemies of the divine level, there were no casualties, and the record is extremely outstanding!
However, the disadvantage is that their true yuan is consumed greatly in the killing. At this time, in the face of the remaining 70 or 80 monks, a trace of self-esteem in their hearts is also gone.
In fact, it is enough to make anyone proud to kill nearly ten times the enemies of the same level with the power of more than 100 people.
However, this is obviously not enough for Zhang Yan and others present.
There are actually 70 or 80 monks!
But there are only ten priests on their side...
At this point, it seems that it is time to enter the most tragic and critical moment.
No matter the enemy or us, they almost subconsciously stopped the attack and gathered together with their own strength, waiting for the arrival of the last moment...
PS: I almost can't control the rhythm of the battlefield, but I feel that I'm a little hasty...