Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Battle of the Sect

The disciples of the Fengyun Sect obeyed the orders and ran away one by one, and the disciples who were injured and fell to the ground and groaned, and they didn't care about the corpses of the dead disciples, so they just ran away by themselves. In this battle, the Drifting Cloud Sect won a complete victory. The disciples of the Drifting Cloud Sect chased after the disciples of the Fengyun Sect who had fled, and dozens of people were killed or wounded.

"Stop~Poor Guy Chasing~" Zhang Lang yelled loudly.

"Victorious~ Victorious~ We are victorious, and the Fengyun Sect has been defeated by us. The disciples of the Drifting Cloud Sect cheered loudly one by one, celebrating the defeat of the Fengyun Sect.

"Count the number of casualties. The head commanded.

The disciples listened to the order, some went to count the casualties, some went to bandage and treat the injured disciples, and some disciples tearfully dug pits and put those who died into the pits. Soon the number of casualties was counted.

"My lord, I have suffered more than 180 casualties in this battle, including 60 dead, 97 lightly injured, and 23 seriously injured," Zhang Lang said to the head of the house.

"The casualties are so big, if the Yangyun Sect arrives, the two factions will not only be able to fight together. The head said to himself.

The disciples have dug the pit, but they can actually use spells to dig the pit.

After all, all of them are monks above the Xuan rank. It's just a pit dug by hand for the sake of respect for the deceased and for the brothers to walk quietly.

"Senior brothers, go all the way, may you let the sect pass through the difficulties in the spirit of heaven, although you have sacrificed your young and precious lives for the sect, but you will always be with the sect. Zhang Lang said from the bottom of his heart.

"Ignition~" said the boss.

At this time, the master of ceremonies took the torch and walked to the disciples step by step to dig the haode deep pit, and behind the master of ceremonies, four female disciples were followed by each holding a bamboo blue in their hands, and from it they scattered paper money one by one. After a while, he walked to the deep pit, the old master of ceremonies threw the torch into the wood in the deep pit, and it immediately burned, and the old master of ceremonies knelt down on one knee and grabbed a handful of soil and threw it into the sky and said, "Disciples, go all the way." ”

"Brush~Brush~" All the disciples neatly knelt down on one knee and grabbed a handful of dirt and threw it into the sky, while saying, "Go all the way." ”

Everyone will pay a moment of silence for their dead brothers and sisters.

After Feng Yunyong escaped, he was stationed and encamped more than ten kilometers away from the left side of the Drifting Cloud Sect, and in a tent Feng Qingyun, the head of the sect, was receiving treatment from the Great Elder, and in the middle of the empty space, two corpses were put on the ground by the disciple and permanently closed his eyes and lost his life.

"Touch~" Feng Qingyun slapped his palm on the arm of the chair and said angrily: "This battle is miserable! I don't know how many casualties the disciples had, but our second elder and the dead elder will sleep forever." ”

"Yes! Before the Drifting Cloud Sect could make a move, it lost the two saint-level masters, the Second Elder and the Fourth Elder. "The Great Elder of his sect said.

"The combat power of this Drifting Cloud Sect is still quite fucking strong, and the ordinary spiritual power cannon was actually inspired to strike a mid-saint strike, how the hell did this happen. The Third Elder said.

"It's all my fault that I am too light on the enemy, and I have forgotten that the spiritual power cannon, which is a weapon with great power equivalent to the full force of a monk of the late Yellow Order, must have some secret method for them to achieve a mid-stage strike of the saint. And it was sent by the five elders in the middle of the tribulation. The head said.

"Alas! The spy of the Drifting Cloud Sect who infiltrated the sect spread the news of life and death, but our people were found and killed by them, and they died miserably outside the mountain gate! The head said angrily.

"Boss, the number of casualties in this battle is recorded in the same way, with a total of 756 casualties, of which 476 were killed, 145 were seriously wounded, and 135 were lightly wounded. A disciple of the Fengyun Sect counted the number of people and reported to the master.

"Poof~" Feng Qingyun spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and then said: "Let the lightly injured disciples bring the seriously injured disciples back to the sect for cultivation." After speaking, he beckoned everyone to retreat.

Everyone was very worried about the peace of mind of the master, but they had no choice but to retreat. The two hundred and eighty injured people of the Fengyun Sect set off to return to the sect. A transmission note flew out of the camp of the Fengyun Sect and shot in the direction of the Fengyun Sect's sect.

"Boom~Boom~Boom~" An explosion sounded in the Drifting Cloud Sect, and the shaking began again, this time more violently than before, accompanied by an explosion. Hey~ Why didn't it move, and there were football-sized fireballs falling in the sky above the Drifting Cloud Sect. Could it be a volcanic eruption? But there is no volcano near the Drifting Cloud Sect at all!

"Jingong~" With an order, football-sized fireballs rose into the air and landed in the sect of the Drifting Cloud Sect. It turned out that the people of the Yangyun Sect outside the mountain gate had arrived, and they were launching the most violent advance against the Drifting Cloud Sect. And the football-sized fireball was the spiritual power cannon, which was improved by an elder of the Yangyun Sect who liked to practice weapons, and the power was about twice as powerful as the original.

Everyone in the Drifting Cloud Sect was burying the disciples who died when the Fengyun Sect was entering the Gong, but they didn't expect to neglect the Yangyun Sect, the enemy who was about to attack the sect. Suddenly, the disciples of the Drifting Cloud Sect continued to fall, and there were heavy casualties!

"Quick, fight back with all your might. The head Zhang Yunfei ordered anxiously.

All the disciples immediately threw themselves into the battle. "Whoosh~Whoosh~Whoosh~" A spiritual cannon was sent out from the front of the mountain gate of the Drifting Cloud Sect, shooting towards the position of the Yangyun Sect, the explosion sounded, and the disciples of the Yangyun Sect were also constantly falling. The people on both sides used the spiritual power cannon to attack each other fiercely, and as soon as the spiritual power cannon was fired, some disciples fell down and were killed and injured, and they all suffered heavy losses. Some of the spiritual cannonballs exploded when they met in the air.

"Boom~" An earth-shattering bang sounded, and even the ground shook a few times, and a huge mushroom cloud rose into the air. One of the spiritual power cannons of the Drifting Cloud Sect was hit and exploded directly, and even the spiritual power cannonballs next to it were also affected by the explosion, and explosions occurred one after another, and the rumbling sound continued to sound. After the mushroom, a huge pit was blown out of the place where the spiritual power cannon was placed, and the three disciples who fired the cannon were blown to pieces.

"Rush!" I don't know who shouted that the disciples of the Yangyun Sect rushed towards the Drifting Cloud Sect, if they didn't rush, I don't know how many more disciples would die under the Drifting Cloud Sect's spiritual power cannon, because their spiritual power cannons had also lost three of them.

"Kill!" The disciples of the Floating Cloud Sect also shouted and rushed out, because their spiritual power cannons had also lost four one after another, and if they continued to bombard, they didn't know how many disciples they would lose.

The disciples of the two sides quickly rushed together, and a fierce battle broke out in the spell power attack formation.

"Master, the people of the Yangyun Sect have already fought with the people of the Drifting Cloud Sect. A disciple of the Fengyun Sect reported to Feng Qingyun.

"Gather everyone and immediately launch a martial attack on the Drifting Cloud Sect, and you can't let the people of the Yangyun Sect grab the strange treasure"

Feng Qingyun commanded.

After receiving the order, the people of the Fengyun Sect quickly assembled and rushed towards the Floating Cloud Sect

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