Chapter 47: Taoist Soldiers Show Their Power
Chapter 47: Taoist Soldiers Show Their Power
Golden drum original!
The main battlefield where the seven sects fought against the six schools was a wasteland with extremely complex and changeable terrain, located at the border between the Yue State and the Cheqi State.
This was the place where the Demonic Path and the Seven Sects had their first large-scale battle, and since then, both sides have sent many people to fight here. The two sides faced each other on both sides of the Golden Drum Plain, and gradually formed a strange war with a big fight every month and small fights every day.
The so-called big fight means that both sides send out teams of thousands of people to fight each other. The small fight means that both sides send out a certain number of monks, either in groups of three or five or alone, to the center of Jinguyuan to hunt down each other's monks.
It's funny to say, people in the world of immortal cultivation have never followed any rules, but when it comes to a life-and-death battle, they start to follow the rules.
More than half a month has passed since Wu Feng came to Jinguyuan. After arriving here, he immediately found Uncle Master Li Huayuan and borrowed nine disciples from him to practice the armor formation with him.
This piece of armor is like a living formation. It can gather the strength of the ten of them and transform into a phantom of a monster to fight. It is powerful enough to defeat a Jindan cultivator in a short period of time.
"Tomorrow is the monthly battle. I would like to thank my senior brothers and sisters for their help this time."
Wu Feng was full of confidence in this armor. No one could have imagined that a big guy would suddenly emerge from a group of foundation-building monks.
"Humph, the devil is a demon, anyone can kill him, why should Junior Brother Wu thank you!"
Liu Jing, who hated evil the most, immediately expressed his support. Moreover, if they could really inflict heavy damage on the demon cultivators, it would be a great achievement for them and they would definitely be rewarded by the sect. Of course, the most important thing for Liu Jing was his reputation.
The only pity is that there is only one person in the main formation. Although they participate in the formation of the formation, they can only provide mana but cannot control the formation to attack the enemy.
On the next morning, the troops of the seven sects and six clans were all facing each other from a distance across the formation, ready to rush forward as soon as daybreak.
Of course, the battlefields of the Jindan cultivators and the foundation-building cultivators are not in the same place at all, so the foundation-building cultivators have to wait for the Jindan cultivators to fix the battlefield first before they can choose their own place for battle.
At a certain moment, as if there was some common signal, the Jindan cultivators on both sides flew out of the formation one after another, and then each found their own opponent.
After fighting for more than half a year, their opponents had long been fixed and they knew each other well.
When the battle situation stabilized, the Foundation Establishment cultivators also swarmed in, and moved in groups among the battlefields of the various Jindan cultivators.
In this kind of large-scale melee, there are no fools who act alone. Even a team of a dozen people is very rare. Most of them are teams of dozens or hundreds of people. As for the team in the Qi Refining period, the number of people will be even greater.
Therefore, in this situation, the ten-man team led by Wu Feng was particularly conspicuous, and anyone who dared to be so arrogant on the battlefield could only be a fool or a master!
And what Wang Chan likes most is killing masters!
Wang Chan, who was wearing a silver mask, led the newly formed twelve guards and rushed over almost without hesitation when he saw this team.
In order to break the inner demon that was crushed by the cultivators of the same level, Wang Chan took the initiative to apply to come here for training, hoping to break his own inner demon by killing the enemy genius.
Not only Wang Chan, but two other teams of nearly a hundred people have also set their sights on Wu Feng and his group of "soft persimmons". The advantage of one hundred against ten is in my hands, and even a true genius cannot make up for this gap in numbers.
Seeing the demon monk getting closer and closer, Wu Feng and the others all showed excited smiles. No, Liu Jing was clearly a little crazy!
"Everyone, form the flying dragon formation!!"
At Wu Feng's command, the runes on the jade dragon armor of several people suddenly lit up, and their positions began to change rapidly. From the sky, it looked like a swimming dragon, and the place where Wu Feng stood was exactly where the dragon's head was.
Groan! ! !
A dazzling green light flashed, and a loud dragon roar resounded throughout the entire Jinguyuan, and a light green dragon took off into the sky.
Through the slightly illusory body, one could vaguely see the ten men and women in green armor. Their aura and magic power were all connected as one. At this moment, they were not ten foundation-building, but one golden elixir. And Wu Feng was the golden elixir. "Roar!!"
The green dragon roared and rushed towards the troops that were close. Its body, which was more than ten feet long, swept the troops away like a gust of wind. Although the dragon was huge, it was extremely fast, and anyone who touched it would be injured or killed.
Wang Chan, who was originally full of confidence, was directly slapped out by Wu Feng's dragon tail. The blood cloud that he had cultivated with great effort was directly consumed by half, and the same fear came again.
Wu Feng rode the dragon and charged at the place where the enemy gathered. Each time he did so, he was able to take away the lives of several or even dozens of people. He also scattered the groups of cultivators, thus creating extremely favorable conditions for the cultivators from the seven sects that came later.
When lone demonic monks met groups of monks from the seven sects, their fate was naturally predictable.
However, this demon cultivator had a strong foundation. After discovering the green dragon, another Jindan cultivator quickly flew out from the position. This person had a head full of white hair and a body like a dry skeleton. His breath was intermittent. He stepped on a skull-shaped magic weapon that was common among demon cultivators and flew towards the green dragon.
The number of Jindan cultivators in the Seven Sects was small, and even if he borrowed many helpers from other countries, he could not match the number of the Six Sects of the Demonic Path. The so-called equal strength was just a pretense by the Six Sects of the Demonic Path in order to take down the Kingdom of Yue with less effort.
From a distance, Li Huayuan saw this person appear, his face changed immediately, and then he suddenly exploded and pushed his opponent back, and then shouted to Wu Feng and others:
"Quickly retreat!!"
Wu Feng was also a sensible man, and he immediately controlled the dragon-shaped phantom to retreat towards the large formation behind him.
"Hehehe! It's not that easy to come as you please and leave as you please!"
The man smiled sinisterly, and with the power in his hand, a short knife surrounded by black and purple flames flew out from his sleeve, and then in an instant it became five or six feet long and slashed towards the flying dragon.
Wu Feng, who was the core of the formation, quickly controlled the dragon's claws to grab the giant knife in the sky.
clang!
After a loud bang, the giant knife was shaken and flew back, then became the size of a palm again and fell into the dry chicken claw-like palm of the skeleton old man.
"You really have some skills, but I wonder how many of my moves you can take?"
After receiving this man's attack, Wu Feng and the others were all shocked and their blood was surging. The phantom of the dragon became even more illusory. I think the old skeleton man must have seen this, so he dared to speak so shamelessly.
"This person is definitely not in the early stage of Jindan!"
He had heard Li Huayuan say in person that the strength of this armor had definitely reached the early stage of Jindan, and it could fight against a cultivator in the early stage of Jindan in a short period of time without being at a disadvantage.
It will definitely not be like it is now, where Fang is at a disadvantage as soon as the fight starts!
"Skull, you should think about it first, how many moves can you take from Li?"
Li Huayuan appeared behind the skinny old man at some point, and a black ruler flew towards him.
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(End of this chapter)