Strictly speaking, thousands of horse demons are actually not much.

The horse demons in this war zone are all combined, and it is conservatively estimated that there are 1.8 million of them.

The disciples of Guangyang have experienced a hundred battles, especially the thousand people who were picked out to raid, and they are the elite of the elite, and there is no problem for one person to fight the Ten Demon Sutras.

But the point is that the number of horse demons here is not static.

The horse demon outside will keep rushing in, and the horse demon on the other side of the time wheel will keep teleporting over, it is really invincible, and rushing over will only fall into an entangled battle to the death.

At this moment of desperate fighting, there is no room for hesitation.

Yong Bowen hesitated for a moment, but saw that the hill of rubble in the circle exploded, as if a volcano had erupted, and large and small rubble rose into the sky, hitting the horse demon in the hall like a torrential rain.

The horse demons are all strong and strong, not to mention the stones, and the idle iron pieces do not fall into the body without a white spot, but this burst of stones is different from the usual stones, all of them contain extremely strong force, and when they fall into the horse demon group, they fall down a large area, especially near the wall, and the whole is emptied.

Fang Wenxian rose into the sky from the rain of rubble, brandished the sword in his hand and pointed straight forward, and roared: "Rush! Before the roar stopped, a person rushed towards the dense horse demons in the hall without hesitation, although thousands of troops were in front, they were not afraid!

The dozens of Guangyang disciples who had previously followed Fang Lianxian to arrange the magic circle were already standing next to the edge of the magic circle, and when they heard Fang Wenxian's order, they immediately attacked forward with the rubble flying all over the sky.

In the face of the sudden blow and change, after a short period of confusion and confusion, the horse demon in the hall quickly came to his senses and roared and pounced in the direction of the broken wall.

The two shemales collided solidly, splashing blood all over the sky in an instant.

The horse demon hurriedly faced the battle, which was the opponent of these elite Guangyang disciples who had been gathering momentum for a long time, like harvested crops, they fell down in rows, and they couldn't stop the Guangyang disciples from advancing in the slightest.

Fang Wenxian charged ahead, the sword in his hand was not flying as a servant, but turned into the size of a door panel, his hands were clenched, left and right slashed, where the sword blade passed, flesh and blood flew sideways, and no demon was the enemy of one.

Yong Bowen was stunned by this tragic fight, Luo Jixian pulled him, and almost shouted in his ear: "Where to go!" ”

"Keep going, keep going!" Yong Bowen came back to his senses, first replied, and found that his voice was inaudible in the earth-shattering shouts of killing, so he used all his strength to yell again.

"Let's go!" Luo Jixian led dozens of people to embrace Yong Bowen, followed closely behind Fang Wenxian's department, and marched forward bravely on the road of flesh and blood that had been opened up.

And the other bodyguard, Zhao Yingxian, led the team behind the palace to prevent the horse demon from sneaking up from behind, and was responsible for cleaning the horse demon on the ground and on both sides of the horse demon.

The group swept into the hall like a whirlwind.

Yong Bowen looked back in his busy schedule, but saw that the Guangyang disciples on both sides of the corridor did not follow into the hall, but continued to rush to both ends, thinking that their task was mainly to create chaos everywhere, so that the demons could not figure out the true purpose of this leapfrog operation, if they all followed, it would be fools who knew where they were going, which added to the pressure of finding targets.

This time, Yong Bowen saw Luo Chuyi.

The head of the sect, who had already lost his credibility in his own faction, rushed to the front of the corridor on the left, leading the way, covered in blood.

"Concentrate and don't get distracted!" Luo Jixian yanked Yong Bowen and yelled at him.

Yong Bowen hurriedly made an apologetic gesture, and regardless of whether Luo Jixian could understand it or not, he refocused and sensed the specific location of the tablet.

It's close, it's really close, and if you go straight ahead, you just need to cross the wheel and blast through the opposite wall, and maybe you can see the missing sword case.

But the reality is always cruel.

The Kalachakra was extremely important to the horse demons, and they apparently mistakenly believed that the main goal of Yong Bowen's line of operations was to destroy the Kalachakra.

Although the Guangyang faction did not have the ability to destroy Kalachakra before, who can guarantee that they have not developed a corresponding method recently?

The horse demon in the hall kept rushing forward layer by layer, completely ignoring the casualties, and insisted on blocking it with his life.

The horse demon kept teleporting out in the time wheel, and as soon as it landed, he immediately brandished his weapon to join the battle, and more horse demon bees poured in from the doors on both sides of the hall, forming a thick defense line in front of the time wheel, and for a while the entire hall was so crowded that he couldn't even turn around, and the one who could engage Fang Wenxian and others was the horse demon in the first two rows.

Rushing up like this, even if you stand still and let you kill, you have to kill for a while, and this kind of hard top down actually blocked the impact momentum of Fang Wenxian and the others.

Fang Lianxian danced his sword and shouted a fierce battle, and the corpse of the horse demon that was trampled under his feet completely became a thick meat sludge, but he cut down one and immediately made up for three, and immediately two rows of killed one row squeezed up and then killed him, no matter how fast and ruthless he slashed, but it was not as fast as the horse demon to fill up, and it was difficult to advance for a while.

The horse demon in the rear began to throw weapons, arrows, and hidden weapons to the Guangyang faction, and it was a mess, completely ignoring the life of the horse demon who rushed to the front.

Luo Jixian gave an order, and the dozens of Guangyang disciples who were in the middle of Yong Bowen sacrificed their swords together, staggered and crisscrossed, weaving a large net of defense in the air, and shooting down all the flying weapons.

Fang Wenxian's subordinates ignored the flying weapons at all, and just rushed to kill.

Seeing that the horse demon was killing endlessly and his progress was blocked, Fang Wenxian roared, and thrust the long sword that looked like a door panel into the ground, and more than a dozen Guangyang disciples behind him took a step back, stretched out their hands in unison, and connected them together, and finally the palms of the two slapped on Fang Wenxian's shoulders.

The giant sword inserted in the ground suddenly bloomed with a strong brilliance, flew up from the ground, turned into a dazzling gaze and shot forward rapidly, like a stinging angry dragon, swept through the horse demon's heavy defenses, where the flesh and blood flew sideways, the stumps danced wildly, this blow wiped out hundreds of horse demons, directly opened through all the defenses of the horse demon, crossed the wheel of time, and hit the opposite wall fiercely.

I heard a loud bang, the wall shook, the rubble flew, and a big hole was made, but it was pitch black behind the hole, and I don't know what it was.

After this earth-shattering blow, Fang Wenxian's face turned pale, and he spurted out a mouthful of thick blood, which was actually purple and black, and the more than twenty Guangyang disciples who gathered for him were also shaking, and they couldn't even stand.

A good Fang Wenxian, only wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and made a move, the giant sword flew back into his hand along the original road, held it high, and roared: "Rush!" "Continue along the path that was struck.