At dusk and sunset, bursts of shouts and killings rolled across the grass like a rolling wheel, and the dense crowd like locusts advanced forward in a fan shape, and finally collided with the grassland defenders, just a moment when the two sides fought, the scene of flesh and blood had begun to spread, and corpses continued to fall, and the flowing blood water flowed down the scarred earth, converging into a pool of blood into the earth, and the soil layer several inches thick suddenly became muddy, but it became solidified again in the process of a new round of fighting.

Large-scale fights between monks often require a large space, and the distance between their companions is often ten zhang away, and even when there are masters fighting on the battlefield, the space around them is usually as far away as possible, otherwise the overflowing energy of both sides is likely to tear the nearby people's hands into pieces.

Compared with secular warfare, the battle between monks often enters the white heat at the beginning, and the Dao method of mass destruction will be poured into every corner of the battlefield by both sides, until the warlock battalion is exhausted, the Dao method is dried up, and finally the hand-to-hand combat will be launched.

In the entire grassland garrison of the monk team, Li Xutuo is already a master of cultivation in the first sequence, but from the sudden attack to the close encounter between the two sides, there are already more than a dozen monks in the group of monks dressed in the costumes of the Wali people in front of him, how could the Wali people, who have always been disabled by Baiyun City, suddenly appear so many masters?

Although he was anxious, he didn't show too much worry, because this place was only two hundred miles away from Baiyun City, and with such a high-intensity battle, it was impossible for the Baiyun City Supervision Division not to detect the abnormality, as long as it could support it for a while, the city would definitely send a master to come to the aid of here, and at that time, Baiyun City, which had a geographical advantage, was likely to come out of the nest and wipe out this group of monks of unknown origin.

Thinking like this, he narrowed his eyes, the long sword in his hand had already been swung to the extreme, and the powerful sword qi turned into a series of silver matches, and more than a dozen Vali people had already been rolled into minced meat by the sword qi, and finally splashed out in all directions in response to the rain of blood in the sky.

With a "boom", the earth seemed to be shaken, and a huge black shadow quickly smashed from Li Xutuo's left side, he lightly toe, flew into the air for several feet, and then waved his hand behind him and slashed a sword.

The sword qi slashed into the black shadow's body and made a "bang" sound, as if it was slashed on steel, clusters of sparks appeared, and the thing flew back upside down, and finally landed next to a strong man, and was firmly held in his hand.

At this time, Li Xutuo saw clearly that this black shadow was a huge hammer-shaped weapon, the weapon was covered with sharp teeth, and one end was tied to a long iron chain, which was grasped by a strong man.

Li Xutuo raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at the man for a while and shook his head, "You are not Wali people. ”

The people of WALL-E revere the Earth Goddess and have a special rune tattooed all over their bodies, but these people do not, and it is clear that they are not really from WALL-E's masters.

"We are not WALL-E. The man didn't hide it at all, he seemed very direct.." There is no need to hide anything, because, you will die soon, and Baiyun City will soon know...... You're dead!"

"Boom!"

The man waved the hammer-shaped weapon, swept over, and set off a tornado wind, the green grass on the ground was blown up out of thin air, the knife wind was cold, and the skin had been stabbed before he got close, Li Xutuo's face changed, and he picked a sword flower, and when his body moved in mid-air, dozens of swords had been split out in an instant, and each sword qi had slashed to the same node of the hammer-shaped weapon, and the momentum of the weapon slowed down, and finally it was picked out by the sword light and smashed on the ground on the other side, and a thick pile of sand flew away.

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Cloud Mountain, Ethereal Peak.

Zang Feng grabbed the vine and leaned against the cliff.

He reached out and pulled a drawing from his bosom, compared it for a moment, and then tore it into powder with a pinch of his fingers.

Looking at a certain part of the cliff, he put his fingers together and smashed it with a fist, and with a "boom", the gravel splashed and rolled down into the vast water not far away.

The cliff was as fragile as tofu under his bombardment, and it wasn't long before he opened a cave six feet wide and more than a foot deep on the side of the mountain.

Finding a predetermined node in the cave, he took out a black slimy box from the back basket behind him, there was a bulge above the box, he put the box on his hand and pressed it, and then climbed down from the side of the cave, and it didn't take long for the person to disappear into the cloud mountain, completely hiding his own traces.

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On the side of the hill, Zhan Tai Mingyue looked coldly into the distance, because of the frequent fighting, the air waves fluctuated and folded the space, and the things he saw became hazy, as if he was covered by a layer of diaphragm, making it impossible to see everything that happened inside.

However, Zhan Tai Mingyue didn't care at all, and even had the intention of deliberately delaying it.

He came to the hinterland of Baiyun City this time, and the composition of some of the masters he brought was very complicated, in addition to the Nine Streams Society and the Vali people who temporarily lived in the realm of the Yin-Yang Sect, there was also a mysterious master who even he didn't know the details, these masters were directly appointed by the sect leader, responsible for blocking the reinforcements from Baiyun City who came to help the grassland defenders.

In the case of the confrontation and friction with the Desolate Ancient Dojo getting deeper and deeper, the Yin-Yang Sect has not been able to draw too much strength to deal with the major clans in Baiyun City, this time the sect leader doesn't know where to borrow the master naturally solved the urgent need of the Yin-Yang Sect, but the identity of that group of people is too secret, so secret that even he has not seen it, the asymmetry of information between the two sides has brought him some obstacles, he doesn't even know what time period, where, and how the other party will shoot, this two-line situation of separate affairs, so that his heart is covered with a layer of haze。

Fortunately, the leader of the Yin-Yang Sect has always been a very reliable person in the eyes of the sect members, although he is a little worried about the situation on the other side, but since it is the sect leader who allows him to cooperate with the other party to attract targets, in order to achieve the goal of cutting off the other party's rescue force in one fell swoop, then presumably with the ability of that group of people, they have attracted hatred here for so long, they should always find an opportunity.

Gently exhaling a breath of turbidity, he then raised his eyes to look at Qianyuan Valley.

Since the main owner has initially achieved his goal, it is time for these foils to be wiped out.

Thinking like this, he just wanted to make a move, but suddenly he couldn't help but raise his head.