() 50,000 red-clothed guards, overwhelming.

Mo Wen pushed the order immediately, and the children of the family withdrew, ordering the ghost guard, eagle guard, heavenly guard, and spirit guard to outflank the red-clothed guard in two ways. Beimen Qing, the commander of the Martial King of the War Department, led 30,000 War Divisions to form a wedge-shaped team to face the attack.

The confrontation of the war department is morale, and the opponent must be defeated in the most direct and brutal way!

The monks of Nanshan have all kinds of mounts, flying snow war horses, red flame beasts, fire dragon foals give birth to children and use bears, winged tigers, and so on. It seems to be chaotic, but in fact, it is arranged in an orderly manner, and each battle formation is composed of a kind of war beast.

As soon as the two sides came into contact, they were immediately dusty, and there were bursts of killing, and the red-clothed guards were superb in riding and experienced in combat. The Nanshan War Department is that the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and the equipment is as much as possible, using the Xuanwang blade, all the Xuanwang blades, and what is even more terrifying is that these 30,000 people are all using artifacts, and they are all on and off their bodies, even if they are mounts, they are all wearing armor.

In these fierce Nanshan chiefs are not reluctant, on the battlefield, cavalry combat is to slash, to see whose mount is fast, to see whose speed is fast, to see whose weapons are powerful, any tricks, any skills are useless here.

The battlefield is not more fragmented moves, and one opposite is often a one-shot thing.

The monks of the Nanshan War Department learned the Wind Chasing Slash passed on by Mo Wentian, and the Wind Chasing Slash is fast, and it was only given one move, and they were not told the changes in the Wind Chasing Slash, which also led to the Wind Chasing Slash being simple and straightforward, and it was faster than lightning.

One contact went down, and the red-clothed guards fell off their horses one after another, and the three thousand red-clothed guards were stained with blood, but the monks of Annan Mountain were seriously injured and fell off their mounts, and the gap was too big.

The main battlefield is in Nanshan, in the Jiuqu Longmen Array, the seriously injured Nanshan monks, as soon as they roll on the ground, they dodge the horse's hooves and drill into the defensive array, these people were immediately transported away for treatment, and the monks who fell off the horse in red were really dead, and no one rescued them, whether they were seriously injured or lightly injured, under the horse's hooves, they were all mud. A team of warhorses passed, and they died.

In this way, the Nanshan War Department lost 100 people, and the red-clothed guards were 3,000 people.

At the front of the wedge-shaped battle department of the Nanshan War Department are three thousand battle cultivators who came down from the battlefield outside the sky, and their combat experience is richer than that of the red-clothed guards, like a sharp blade, directly splitting the red-clothed guards battle formation and dividing the red-clothed guard battle array into two.

"Damn, these defensive formations must be destroyed, otherwise there is no way to fight this battle, and our losses will be too great. Zibuwei shouted angrily.

These red-clothed guards are all his subordinates, and they can be regarded as personal guards, Mo Wentian stole 550 billion top-grade spiritual jade that night, which made him put things wrong, Nanshan is not so easy to deal with, Ah Jin's own 50,000 relatives were transferred with the war department, 50,000 against 30,000, and 3,000 people were lost as soon as the battle was engaged, and the battle continued, and the people on both sides were still falling.

At this time, the Ghost Guard, Eagle Guard, Heavenly Guard, and Spirit Guard, these boy scouts came from the flank. As soon as the two sides came into contact, Zi Buwei was even more surprised, he had already seen these children, as a flank on both sides, he didn't take it seriously, thinking that this was Nanshan for these children to watch the battle on the battlefield and see the real battlefield. Because these children are all minors, the oldest is estimated to be thirteen years old, and the youngest has not yet grown, that is, seven or eight years old.

The children could watch the battle from a distance without getting hurt, and once the battlefield shifted, they could enter the defensive array and hide.

But he was also amazed by Nanshan's foresight, and he didn't expect that these children would urge the war horses to rush into the battlefield. As soon as he made contact, he swung the Xuanwang blade and slashed at the red-clothed guards, these children were almost ten people in a team, and the red-clothed guards couldn't resist at all, almost one by one, and what was even more shocking was that the red-clothed guards couldn't break through these

The children's formation, on the contrary, was cut vertically and horizontally by these children, divided into small pieces one by one, and almost became a single battle, the ghost guards, eagle guards, heavenly guards, and spirit guards on the two wings crossed over, and with one impact, they killed five thousand red-clothed guards.

In a quarter of an hour, there were 40,000 of the 50,000 red-clothed guards left, which was faster than the loss of those children of the family next to the imperial capital.

What made Zi Buwei even more terrifying happened, the sons of the family in the defense array used Changge to sweep the horse's hooves, and the war horses of the red-clothed guards fell to the ground one after another, and then were killed.

"Madam, prepare!" Mo Wentian looked at the battlefield on both sides, the red-clothed guards had lost 20,000 people, his own side had lost 1,000 people, and 5,000 people had withdrawn from the battlefield.

The red-clothed guard's war horse ran fast, and it had already reached the upper half of Nanshan, and it was trapped in the concept of the Jiuqu Dragon Gate Formation, even if it ran, it couldn't run. 50,000 people are destined to die here. Zi Buwei can use force against the monks of loose cultivation, hermitage, and small families, and let them clear the way for themselves. can be indifferent to the children of the side family.

The redcoat guards can't do it, if the redcoat guards die so many people, it is estimated that he will also die, so he must make a desperate effort to rescue these redguards, if he wants to save them, he has to destroy these defensive arrays, and the only way to destroy the defensive arrays is to use real people.

"Break this hateful formation! Break it!" Zi Buwei Zi Buwei really stopped being calm, and he stopped talking and laughing, this was fear, and his shouts were a little hoarse.

There was a sudden coercion in the sky, and two people stepped in the air. It turned out to be above two real people.

Zi Bang, Zi Leng!

"Sure enough, it was the two of them, unlucky. Mo Wentian said.

"Then they will die. ”

The shaman took out the Yiwang Bow, which was specially refined by Mo Wentian for her, and the purple-gold armor-piercing cone pierced the void.

Before the two of them could make a move, the purple-gold armor-piercing cone shot into their bodies, and then there were two huge noises in time, these two sounds, like nine days of thunder. As soon as the sound passed, the huge shock wave spread outward, spreading outward, and the void began to shake, making people tremble.

These two were also unlucky, they just appeared, they didn't even say a word, they hung up, and they were shot by the purple-gold armor-piercing cone, and their bones were gone, leaving nothing for this world. Not even a trace of proof that he was once there was left.

The redguard looked up at the sky, his eyes full of shock and incredulity. Looking up at the sky is the last beautiful shadow they left to this world, the ghost guard, the eagle guard, the heavenly guard, and the spirit guard waved the Xuanwang blade as fast as lightning to slash through the necks of these people, and the blood shot out, turning into a fountain, forming a poignant and beautiful scenery.

"Withdraw!" The ghost guard, the eagle guard, the heavenly guard, and the spirit guard shouted at the same time, and the Nanshan War Cultivator, who was in a state of disengagement, came back to his senses, and immediately urged the war horse to leave and enter the defensive array, and when he arrived at the defensive array, this person did not wake up from the shock.

Mo Muyun's commanders Ghost Guard, Eagle Guard, Heavenly Guard, and Spirit Guard left the battlefield from the teleportation array, this is Mo Wentian's order, they don't have the ability to participate in the battle below, they are too small. Although they were reluctant, the orders of the head of the house must be obeyed.

"Dead, these two real people just died?" Guan Tianhe's heart was shocked, and his voice trembled a little.

"It's as simple as death, it takes a long time for people to be born, but death seems to be a very simple thing. Mo Wentian said lightly.

"Dead, these two real people were shot to death by me like this?" The shaman didn't believe it, she knew better than anyone else that being above the real person meant life, and she knew the horror of the real person even more, but she didn't expect that she shot two arrows with a bow, and these two people didn't even seem to be able to dodge

Dodge, directly exploded by the purple-gold armor-piercing cone, and there was no more.

"You killed it yourself, you don't believe it, and you ask me. Mo Wentian said with a smile.

"You pinch me, I feel if it's a dream. ”

"I can't bear it. Mo Wentian laughed.

"Dead, these two seniors just died? Are they above real people, and they were killed as soon as they showed up?"

Zi Buwei felt a pain in his heart, his mouth was salty, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body shook on the Flying Snow Dragon Pony, almost not falling.

Zi Bufen hurriedly supported him, although he was shocked, but not so sad, these two are the ancestors of Zi Buwei, and they are the guarantee of his bull pen, which has nothing to do with him, the battlefield battle is led by Zi Buwei, he just helps from it, and he can get credit for victory, and it is irresponsible for failure.

"Kill, kill, kill! Kill them all, everyone obeys the order, attack with all their strength, kill them all, and kill Nanshan without leaving an inch of grass!"

"No!"

100,000 Yindan Zhenren and 50,000 Jindan Zhenren rose against the wind and rushed towards the outer gate of Nanshan. Above the real person or something, they don't know, but the blasting just now is really shocking, the red-clothed guard is gone, dead, they don't dare to do anything now, just evacuate like this, facing a heavy punishment, Ziqu is not easy to with, retreat without a fight, it may be a capital crime, defeated, just punished.

The sky seemed to be covered with dark clouds.

These people arrived in the sky above the Jiuqu Longmen Array, inside the Jiuqu Longmen Array, the golden light flickered, and the golden armor-piercing cones in the sky went straight to the sky, these were all launched by bed crossbows, full of strength, and one by one the real human realms began to fall, especially those Yindan monks, who were barely flying against the wind, and there was not much left at once. The 50,000 Jindan monks also lost 10,000, and those who stayed were almost the same as the war repairs in Nanshan.

In the depths of the Chunmanlou with sharp arrows, he was specifically looking for those who had cultivated high, and when the real people of the Martial Hall arrived at the battlefield of the outer gate, there was no one left from the Seven Heavens to the Nine Heavens of the Jindan Earth Soul Realm.

"Madam, kill all those Heavenly Soul Realms. Mo Wentian looked at these people and said.

"No problem, just a matter of a few moments. "The shaman urged the Flying Snow Dragon Pony to slash towards those real people.

Shaman is the Heavenly Soul Realm Twelve Heavens, killing these people is to bully them, a thousand Heavenly Soul Realm Triple Heavens, you can trap the latter and kill the previous Guan Tianhe and Shaman. It was the shaman of the Nine Heavens.

The current shaman is twelve-fold.

"Zi Xiaoqi, Nangong Jiu, you lead the Nanshan clan to separate the enemy from the left and right. Mo Wentian ordered.

"No!" the two people led the Nanshan team and slashed over.

"War Department, chisel the enemy team from the front!"

"No!"

"The other real elders, the war departments of the major families, looking for the monks who surrounded the two wings and cooperated with the Spring Manyuan, intercepted the enemy department, and could not let a single person go. ”

"No!"

"What about me?" asked Guan Tianhe.

"Well, help my lady kill those heavenly realms. ”

"Okay!" Guan Tianhe urged the Flying Snow Dragon Pony to crash out directly.

This is a gluttonous feast, all the real human realms have been seen, and the sky is full of blood and rain.

It's time to end, Mo Wentian sighed, took out the Yiwang bow, and shot an arrow at Zibuwei, who was lonely on the horse.

Blood stained the entire Nanshan red, and the monks of the martial hall who came to attack, except for some loose cultivators. Except for the disciples of the hermit cultivator and the small family, as well as a small number of disciples from the side branches of the martial hall, none of them walked down the South Mountain.