Qi Yuan, who was numbered 56000000, was in a mountain peak, condescendingly observing the plains at the foot of the mountain, listening to the earth-shattering 'Undefeated in the East', and his face turned blue with anger.

"How can these guys still learn to shout slogans, who dares to claim that the East is undefeated with such a big mouth, ah? Uncle, I launched a war against 100,000 people, I didn't claim that the East is undefeated, who is so bold and dares to speak out? Don't let me find out, don't beat you all over the head, it's not over."

Qi Yuan has been entering the Demon God Altar for a lot of time recently, and he is also in a state of retreat, waiting for the Shangyang School Palace to expel Xiao Cheng, and if he doesn't kill Xiao Cheng with his own hands, he can't swallow this breath.

One pair of 100,000 is very difficult, but you can use martial arts, you can also use supernatural powers, and you can give full play to it. Qi Yuan likes this kind of stimulation very much, the key is that the satisfaction after it is really completed is too fascinating. What's more, there are also heavy rewards, as long as you go to the Refining Alliance branches all over the four continents, you can redeem them.

He carefully observed the form, the surrounding environment had been observed in advance, and he already had a plan in his heart, a battle against 100,000 was by no means a person who could really fight against 100,000 people. In fact, it is a law: lightning guerrilla warfare, little by little, cannibalizes the enemy's living forces.

After all, the rabble of 100,000 monks will not join forces to attack the technique, and as long as they can break through them one by one and keep them going, they can complete the seemingly impossible task.

Qi Yuan is very confident. Another important point is that the really powerful masters are willing to be one-to-many, and they rarely accept the invitation of the Demon God Altar to enter the mode of playing more and less, only those who are not too powerful, like to take advantage of the excitement to abuse a master. In this way, 100,000 monks sound terrible, but in fact, the strength that can be exerted is not irresistible, as long as the method is right, things will be easy to do.

Xiao Cheng knows this style of play best, guerrilla warfare on the earth. If this is replaced by the 100,000 monks and soldiers who are forbidden by the order, and at the same time activate a magical power, throw the magic weapon in their hands to strike at the enemy, even if the cattle with the world's best combat experience can only hold their heads and run away.

The point is, this is a swarm of headless flies, which gives the monks a chance to win against one hundred thousand.

In the Demon God Altar, only one kind of supernatural attribute can be used, which is the one with the best ontology cultivation.

Qi Yuan has many supernatural attributes, but he can only use one at this time, and that is the power of Jinxing. This is the most amazing supernatural attribute of the five element attributes.

After he observed it, he was short, crouched in the bushes, and descended the mountain like a ghost, and under the cover of the high grass of the plains, he approached the place where the 100,000 monks were in an instant.

The deafening 'Undefeated East' was just in time, and the monks were heathing fiercely. Qi Yuan smiled secretly in his heart, pondered the plan of action, and made sure that there were no loopholes. As soon as the hand flipped, the weapon that had been selected long ago appeared, it was a knife with a length of three meters eight, very long, such a length, suitable for slashing and sweeping, not to mention, this is a blue-black knife, which is not reflective in the dark night, especially suitable for raids.

The toes slammed into the ground, and without a sound, Qi Yuan swept into the air with a super-long and ultra-thin treasure knife. This is the supreme light body technique he has practiced for many years, 'Walking on the Sky Ladder'. Cultivation is limited to the Five Heavens Gate by the Demon God Altar, and it can't fly in the flesh, let alone use imperial weapons to attack, but the martial arts that have been practiced for many years are just as easy to use and more effective.

With a bang, his right arm moved, and the knife he was carrying seemed to appear in mid-air, and in just a flash, thousands of knife arcs were drawn, forming a mountain of knives in an instant, killing hundreds of targets that had been demarcated long ago from thousands of angles.

Directly explosive and full of strength, a large area of golden light was suddenly stimulated in the blue-black sword light, and the vast Jin Xingyuan power descended, blessed on the sword light, enhancing the ability to chop. The terrifying air explosion was everywhere, this attack was too fast, and the monks who were making a commotion were caught off guard, and I don't know who sensed it and shouted: Enemy attack!

Hundreds of circled targets came back to their senses, but the sword light carrying the golden supernatural power approached.

It's like a nightmare that suddenly came, hundreds of monks were among the 100,000 monks, although they knew that they would inevitably face the legendary 560000000, but they didn't expect this person to be so bold, 100,000 monks in front of him, take the initiative to attack?

A golden sword light swept by, and hundreds of monks who had just activated their supernatural powers and magic weapons were caught off guard, and suddenly their necks ached, and the next moment, the private message had arrived: You have been hit by the vital point, and the Demon God Altar has judged and failed.

With a soft sound, the souls of the monks who had been stabbed were transferred out and returned to the ruined hall where they had entered. Fighting in the Demon God Altar does not shed blood, and it does not really kill the soul, but the severe pain is the same as the outside world. The sharp pain of the stab in the neck will make them remember it vividly for a long time.

After the turmoil, it was a mess. The plain was ploughed, and hundreds of monks fell in an instant, much to the astonishment of the monks. Many people reacted very quickly, many magical powers of gold, wood, water and fire, and the chaotic mystical methods were stimulated at the same time, and it was a frenzy to smash the figure in the slash.

'Bang bang, boom...!'" All kinds of voices gathered together, Qi Yuan's chest, abdomen and limbs were hit by dozens of attacks, there were too many attacks, if it weren't for his light body skills and sword skills, he would definitely not be able to dodge, and he would be immediately beheaded on the spot.

With this force, Qi Yuan rolled into a cylinder in mid-air, and the sword light protected his body, and rushed out with a hula. Along the way, they took the lives of three or four hundred monks again, and these people were sent back to their hometown by the Demon God Altar, and the battle record was being counted.

"It's amazing, it's small, I can't see it, there are really two brushes." Xiao Cheng stood in the distance, watching this scene without moving, without making a move, let alone panicking.

"Let's see the excitement first, Qi Yuan, you will know how hard this battle is. I'll wait for you to destroy others and confront me, and you won't let me down. If I don't make a move and you're killed, it's going to be boring, hehe...". Xiao Cheng's eyes were full of sadistic light, and he watched the sword light go away vertically and horizontally, and the corners of his mouth became more and more disdainful.

"The big guy chases, he's injured, take advantage of his illness to kill him, if you take this breath, it's even more difficult to deal with!" I don't know who yelled, and everyone broke out all at once. Many light and clever people rose into the air, chasing and killing the attackers who had escaped from afar, and the air was full of 'booming' sounds, and tens of thousands of monks chased and killed a person, and the plain trembled.

Qi Yuan glanced back and sped up a little speed. After a little time, the distance between the monks fell, and the fastest in front of them was a chasing group of more than 500 people, brandishing weapons and magic weapons one by one, scolding angrily in their mouths, and chasing them unrelentingly.

Stupid Si knows that this No. 56000000, who has a brilliant record, must be a terrible existence in the Holy Realm in the outside world, and there are even more well-informed guys who know the internal affairs of the Shangyang School Palace, and know the true identity of this person.

This Nima is Qi Yuan, who is ranked tenth in the Hongmeng List of the Four Continents, and is about to rise to the ninth super genius. How can such a guy have the right to hunt down and kill him in normal times? If you don't take advantage of the strength of the crowd to crush him, when will you stay? This is the common psychology of these guys.

Shangyang Xue Gong has a hand in the state of affairs, and not everyone knows who the owner of this number is. However, one fifth of them know. Their eyes were all blood-red, and the thought of being able to chase Qi Yuan with their heads running away, why was it so cool?

However, they rejoiced early.

Qi Yuan saw that he had opened the distance, and there were only five hundred people who had the fastest light skills, and his ruthless anger skyrocketed. As long as they don't face blows at the same time, there is no difference between five hundred people and more than a dozen, because, facing the front, there are always so many, it is impossible to face five hundred at the same time, what is the hesitation in this?

Qi Yuan shouted in his heart, in mid-air, the insteps of his feet stepped on each other, he changed direction with a bang, turned to five hundred people to kill, and the Jin Xingyuan force inspired by the knife in his hand swept the ground on his side. Suddenly, he met five hundred monks who were shouting and shouting.

Kill!

The big monk who held up the shovel and hugged Qi Yuan with his head and face, it was a shovel. With a bang, a water dragon came out from the convenient shovel, this must be a disciple of the Mahayana Buddhism.

Without waiting for the water dragon to impact his body, Qi Yuan's body moved, and countless afterimages appeared in all directions, and Qi Qi slashed at the great monk.

I'll go!

The great monk burst into a foul mouth, dizzy, his mental power could not perceive that it was the real body, and he was madly reciting Amitabha, when the golden light flashed like electricity, and his neck was in severe pain. "It's over!" just had this thought in his heart, and the next moment he was judged to have failed by the Demon God Altar, and his soul was passed away.

At the same time, more than a dozen attacks fell on Qi Yuan. After all, there are hundreds of people, and they can hit him by attacking indiscriminately, but fortunately, it is not a vital point, and the Demon God Altar will not make a mistake in judgment.

The severe pain inspired Qi Yuan's ferocity, and after solving the great monk with one sword, his body was like a phantom, and five or six hundred phantoms appeared in the field, and Qi Qi attacked the monks. With just one contact, three hundred monks were slashed and killed. Qi Yuan's body was seriously injured.

Seeing more monks chasing after him, he didn't dare to fight, dodging a large number of attacks, rolling in the grass to escape from the strike range, and fleeing for his life again. More and more monks chased and killed, and when they saw that they were killed a lot, they screamed angrily, and they spared no effort to chase and kill.

In this way, Qi Yuan killed while fleeing. In the midst of the fighting, the number of 100,000 monks dropped like lightning, but in ten hours, only half of them were left.

At this time, Qi Yuan occupied a dangerous place. This is a valley with only imports and no exits, and Qi Yuan and his husband blocked the mouth of the valley when the ten thousand troops did not enter, and killed the monks who came up in batches under the knife.

This valley mouth is only seven or eight meters wide, and Qi Yuan's knife is three or four meters long. came up to kill a pair of pairs, and the shouts shook the sky.

Xiao Cheng was at the rear, and Shi Shiran followed the monks, looking at it in his eyes, pondering Qi Yuan's knife technique, and constructing a method of dealing with it in his mind. As soon as he fell into a forgetful thought, the golden body mark released his experience again......