The army of three million, divided into more than twenty parts, from three directions, besieged Biyue City.

However, when the distance was a hundred miles, the army stopped, and the last line of defense of the Bishui Sect appeared.

Meng Fei was on the left side here, more than ten miles away, rows of ballista cars were connected in a line, blocking the entire way, not only that, but over this area, an extremely strong defensive formation was laid out.

According to the investigation, there are 30,000 disciples of the Bishui Sect here, and there is also a team of 5,000 people in white robes, with a strong aura.

White Army!

Meng Fei's eyes froze, he was very clear about this team.

This is the powerful team of the Helan family, although Meng Fei has not fully seen it, but with the attitude of the Bishui Sect towards the white-clothed army, he knows that this is a powerful character.

"Stop! Formation camp, start arranging the formation!" Meng Fei waved his hand and asked the army to reorganize.

The cultivators of the formation camp began to set up defensive formations.

"The medical battalion, press and camp in the rear, and every squad must have a medical cultivator!"

Meng Fei began to make pre-station adjustments. Only with good rear and support, can the people on the front line have the confidence and faith to fight.

"Battle Battalion! Fu Battalion! Bow and Arrow Battalion! Check their respective weapons!" Meng Fei ordered one after another.

"Push the psychic cannon forward, adjust the direction!"

In a short time, there were hundreds of psychic cannons set up at the front, and the target was locked on the front.

The atmosphere on the battlefield is becoming more and more solemn, and everyone knows that the critical moment is coming, and once the war starts, no one knows the outcome of life or death.

"Fight a battalion!

The shield that had been prepared for a long time was raised with a bang, and the huge shield was enough to be half the size of a person.

There are 5,000 people! The black pressure was pressing, forming a black copper wall and iron wall.

"Forward!"

The shield formed the first line of defense! Then the bow battalion and some formation brigades established a huge defensive formation barrier.

It was followed by an entire five battalions and 25,000 Battle Martial Camp cultivators!

This was the first wave of the offensive, and so it began.

Whoosh!

On the side of the Bishui Sect, rows of crossbow carts were filled with aura, turning into arrows and shooting out.

The arrows of the ballista were extremely powerful, and it was difficult for the shield to completely block them, and many cultivators still died tragically and were pierced on the spot.

However, because of the shield defense, it has little impact on the cultivators behind.

It takes a period of time for the energy of the ballista to gather, and taking advantage of this opportunity, the battle battalion sped up and rushed up, followed by the bow and arrow battalion, and after reaching the distance point, the sky was full of arrows and flew down.

Every blow is a thousand pounds!

Thousands of arrows fell, like boulders falling down.

Boom Boom!

The attack landed on the defensive formation, setting off bursts of ripples, and the energy light curtain rippled, some of which were flickering and uncertain.

"Kill!"

The alliance army, tens of thousands of cultivators rushed out, and various spell and combat techniques were presented.

The Bishui Sect's side relied on defensive formations and ballistas to block it, and cultivators died on both sides every moment.

"A thousand steps forward with the psychic cannon!"

Meng Fei decisively asked people to pull the psychic cannon forward, and he wanted to use this power to break through the opponent's defensive formation.

A distance of a thousand steps seems like a lot, but for a cultivator, it is only a little more than ten breaths of time.

"Gather energy!"

The Worship Psychic Cannon began to gather aura.

"Fire!"

Boom———

Like ten thousand thunderbolts exploding in the sky.

Clusters of gathered balls of energy light, like falling meteorites, smashed into the defensive formation.

Bang——

The light curtain was compressed, and it only lasted for one round, and with a loud bang, the defensive formation exploded.

"Attack!"

The battle martial arts battalion attacked on all fronts, rushed into the camp of the Bishui Sect, and launched a fierce fight.

The power of qi and blood rose in this land, and even the sun in the sky was affected, and the entire sky turned blood red, and a rich aura filled the space.

The exchange of various energies produces huge energy fluctuations.

Meng Fei's backbone battalion did not move, and his eyes were firmly locked on the white-clothed army of the Helan family, which was the real enemy.

The two sides are deadlocked, there is death at every moment, and the cruelty of war is fully displayed at this moment.

Whether it was the Qi Gathering Stage or the Blood Refining Realm, they all lost their lives under this meat grinder.

"My lord, it's too hard ahead, you have to hurry up, otherwise you'll ......," a deputy hall master led by the Bishui Sect said respectfully to the commander of the white-clothed army.

Don't look at him as the deputy hall master of a hall, but now everyone knows that the Bishui Sect is affiliated with the Helan family, and their own sect masters are very respectful to the Helan family, and they don't dare to provoke the people of the Helan family again, even if it is just a leader.

"I have my own measure!" the commander of the white-clothed army said coldly, "Bishui Sect, is this the only power? If this is the case, the third prince will definitely be disappointed!"

The deputy hall master's expression was not good-looking, and he held back his anger, so he could only order all the disciples of the Bishui Sect to persevere.

"Psychic cannon, advance fifteen hundred steps!" Meng Fei gave the order: "Cover behind the enemy and attack with all your might!"

The psychic cannons in the rear advanced again, and all the muzzles, 45 degrees up!

Boom Boom!

Huge balls of light erupted one after another, overwhelmingly covering the back of the Blue Water Sect.

The loud noise continued to explode, the whole earth trembled, and terrible energy raged all around.

"Damn!" the white-clothed commander's face changed drastically, and he wanted to observe for a while, preparing to attack.

But as a result, the coverage of the psychic cannon made it impossible for them to maintain a wait-and-see attitude.

"The White Coats attack!"

10,000 lion beasts impacted, and under the iron horse, there was a loud rumbling sound, kicking up endless smoke and dust.

"Pick up a gun!"

The white-clothed army charging in front raised the spear in his hand and pierced through the alliance cultivators in front.

Each shot has the power of more than five layers of the Blood Refining Realm.

Bang bang bang!

Guns to the bone!

In an instant, the front-line alliance army was torn open, and there were heavy casualties.

At the same time, the backbone led by Meng Fei intercepted from the side.

"Stop the White Army!"

Meng Fei yelled, summoning a little gray ash!

This is his killer weapon, use it directly at this time, and give the other party a fatal blow, you must know that Xiao Gray is Qingluan, a third-order intermediate demon beast.

"Chirp!"

Qingluan rushed out of the imprint, and the sound moved for nine days, carrying Meng Fei into the sky.

"Little Ash, kill!"

Spread his wings and fly over the white-clad army.

Burst!!!

A huge flame fell.

Under the shroud, more than 100 white-clothed troops were wiped out and turned into ashes.

This sudden change shocked everyone.

"It's a third-order demon beast!"

"Oh my God, how could they control a third-order demon beast!"

"How can this be fought!" The face of the deputy hall master of the Bishui Sect turned pale, and the high-end combat power of the Huadan realm was pulling each other, and the battlefield below basically did not exist at this level.

But Meng Fei's Qingluan broke this change!

The descendants of the Qingluan Holy Beast, the third-order intermediate strength, but the existence that can rival the sixth-level human transformation pill.

"Come on, the show begins!" Meng Fei laughed.