Chapter Eighty-Seven: Five Sects Strike
"Four Martial Light Realm Triple Peak Powerhouses!"
The four elders of the Wufan Hall released their source qi, and Yi Jun instantly felt the cultivation of these four people in front of him, and they were even a little stronger than himself. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Seeing that the four in front of them were so imposing, the other three generals also secretly said trouble in their hearts, but they still held their weapons tightly in their hands.
"Let's fight!"
Yi Jun snorted lightly, and instantly found someone to attack, the big sword in his hand Huo Huo flew and was strong, and his opponent, the Great Elder, also resisted and attacked with all his strength.
Seeing that General Yijun had already fought with the enemy, the other three generals also threw themselves into the battle circle after shouting, and started a desperate struggle with the other three elders of the Wufan Palace.
Li Tianxing and the tiger fighting of the Yi army are on par, it is hard to imagine that there is such a strong person in an ordinary empire.
Yi Jun is the number one master of the Tianyun Empire, and he is the cousin of the current monarch, and his status in the Tianyun Empire is also extraordinary.
"You, not bad!"
After the fight, Li Tianxing praised Yi Jun, but Yi Jun's face did not change, and he still tried his best to deal with Li Tianxing.
The battle lasted for more than ten minutes, and Li Tianxing didn't have the patience to play, so he instantly sacrificed a nine-rank treasure from behind his back, and said in a low voice:
"Wuyou Xuanfeng Sword!"
As soon as the sword qi came out, it suddenly soared into the air like a raging storm, and after two or three seconds of gathering qi, it instantly shot towards the Yi army.
Yi Jun was also shocked at this time, and hurriedly gathered his strength to resist with a big sword, but unexpectedly, the speed of the sword qi was too fast, and Yi Jun was pierced through his chest, with that unwilling look, and died with hatred.
Li Tianxing stepped on the corpse of Yi Jun, and said coldly:
"Hmph! Without the support of high-level martial arts and treasures, no matter how talented you are, you will be a waste after all!"
And the other three elders saw that Li Tianxing had already solved one, and they also used their martial arts to attack.
"Wuyou Xuanhuo Sword!"
"Wuyou Xuanlei Sword!"
"Wuyou Xuandian Sword!"
Three powerful martial arts were released, and the three generals were also killed instantly.
This set of martial arts sword duels is taught by Lei Yuxiong's master, a heaven-level primary martial art. The four swords can also be transformed into a combined attack martial art, called the Four Swords Dominance, which is comparable to the intermediate martial arts of the Heavenly Rank, which is enough to see that the background of the Wufan Hall is very profound.
The outside world is still fighting, and Long Yi, who has stepped into the road of life and death, still continues to accept many tests.
Now, Long Yi has challenged the hundredth level. A hundred fake Long Yi appeared at the same time in this level, and even Long Yi, who was holding the Broken River Split Sea Halberd, felt extremely difficult to deal with.
After a big battle, Long Yi's martial energy was already running out, and he was hiding in the Void Ring at this time and quietly recovering.
The breakthrough in the first 100 levels has already made a qualitative breakthrough in Long Yi's strength, not only is he more comfortable using the martial arts he has practiced before, but his cultivation has also entered the double level of martial arts.
In this dark world, Long Yi faces a group of fake selves all day long, such days are very difficult, but in order to pursue strength, no matter how hard and tired he is, he is still a floating cloud.
Long Yi, who was sitting in the Void Ring, slowly exhaled a turbid breath and said:
"Next is the one hundred and first level!"
After finishing speaking, Long Yi jumped and instantly appeared in the path of life and death.
The battle in the outside world has gradually come to an end, and the 400,000 soldiers of the four countries are now only a few thousand people to talk to, on the other hand, the disciples of Wufan Palace, except for dozens of people who are exhausted, the others are still alive and vigorous.
"Big brother, what about the rest!"
Looking at the stump and severed arm in the field, Sha Tianyang asked Li Tianxing.
Li Tianxing frowned and thought for a while, and said:
"Pass the order down, surrender and not kill. Although my Wufan Hall fights for the protection of the temple, I am by no means ruthless, besides, these are just cannon fodder of those sects, and they are not worth mentioning at all!"
Sha Tianyang nodded lightly, and then said loudly to the middle of the field:
"Stop!"
Everyone stopped fighting and looked in the direction of Sha Tianyang.
"Do you still want to continue to resist stubbornly! From now on, those who surrender will not be killed!"
As soon as the words fell, the soldiers of Shikoku put down their weapons one after another and knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.
"I surrender, I surrender. Don't kill me!"
"I surrender, I surrender!"
"Spare my life, I surrender!"
Seeing this scene, Li Tianxing unleashed a majestic martial aura to seal the soldier's cultivation, and then all the disciples were escorted to the Wufan Palace.
"Huh!
In the big tent of the Plastic Martial Alliance, Fierce Explosion broke a teacup and paced back and forth in front of everyone angrily.
"The 400,000-strong army was wiped out. What the hell is going on with these empires now!"
The others were silent as they looked at the angry explosion, but Tuoba Feihong was complacent.
"Hehe, these people with low cultivation are not only sent to death!"
Tuoba Feihong was very happy in his heart at this time, and it was indeed worth it to exchange the current price of 400,000 horses for some of the combat power of Wufan Palace. If you want him to know that no one in Wufan Hall is damaged, it is estimated that he will vomit blood angrily.
Looking at the silent sect masters below, Lie Bang was also very unhappy in his heart:
"These old guys don't help come up with ideas at critical moments!"
With a light cough, the explosion turned to everyone:
"Pass the order, rest all night today, the leader of the Japanese alliance will personally lead the team, and it is bound to attack the Wufan Palace!"
"Yes!"
The sect masters responded, and then retreated and arranged for their disciples to go, leaving behind the still angry explosion.
In the Wufan Palace, the people gathered in the Thunder Heart Hall looked extremely happy at this time, and the victory in the first battle was very inspiring.
"Don't be busy and happy, these four empires are nothing more than cannon fodder, the disciples can practice their hands, the real protagonists are the disciples of the five sects, everyone must not take it lightly!"
Lei Yuxiong sat on the throne, seemingly indifferent to this small victory in front of him. That's right, although ordinary soldiers have a little bit of cultivation, they are no different from adults and children than the disciples of Wufan Palace.
The ones who really have the strength are the disciples of those five sects, the true martial arts cultivators.
"The order goes down. All the enchantments are open, and all the disciples will fight tomorrow!"
"Yes!"
After finishing speaking, Lei Yuxiong hurried to the cave of the road of life and death, and carefully felt the movement inside. Hearing the sound of fighting inside, Lei Yuxiong also breathed a sigh of relief.
"Yi'er, I don't know how many levels you have reached!"
With a slight sigh, Lei Yuxiong sat down on the spot and began to cultivate.
The next day, before dawn, Blazing gathered more than 100,000 men from the Five Sects and launched an attack.
"Qiyu Alliance Master, Wufan Mountain is all surrounded by enchantments, and we can't enter!"