"Civilian?" After really seeing the situation in front of him, Zhou Yi couldn't help but laugh for a while: "You don't plan to laugh at me to death, do you?" ”

As soon as he said this, all the monks behind him burst into laughter. No one can understand Li Mingyang's strange tactics, but just some civilians have come forward, and it is difficult for anyone to be vigilant in the slightest after all.

The monks watching the battle around were also confused, and Li Mingyang sent a thousand civilians to stand at the front of the team at such a time, such a move could hardly be reminiscent of other places except that he wanted to send people up to death.

In the face of everyone's doubts and ridicule from the other side, Li Mingyang was unmoved, and after seeing He Chaorong give him an affirmative look, Li Mingyang's raised hand was finally put down, and then said: "Let's go." ”

As soon as Li Mingyang's word "put" came out, people saw that those civilians were actually like tricks, and in the blink of an eye, each of them was holding a short axe, and then threw the short axe without hesitation.

From the time they drew the short axe to the time they finished throwing, it was almost completed in one breath, such a speed amazed everyone, this was definitely not the speed of ordinary people, and seeing the speed at which the short axe flew out, they were all suddenly awakened, this is definitely not the strength that ordinary people can achieve. The two sides were separated by at least a mile, and the hatchets in their hands were obviously made of metal, but these seemingly refugee civilians actually threw the hatchets into the opposing camp.

These people are definitely not ordinary people, they are martial artists, at least they have begun to have the strength of martial artists!

This discovery surprised everyone, and then all the southern monks who watched the battle were all excited.

But this is not over, at the moment when the first thousand-man team finished throwing the short axe, Li Mingyang had already given the second order, and then the second thousand-man team immediately filled the position, and the second wave of short axe impact also flew out immediately.

This is still not over, the second wave of the axe offensive has just taken off, and the third wave of the axe has already followed.

It can be seen that these people are not orthodox warriors after all, although the throwing power is very large, but the speed and accuracy are indeed lacking, but the three thousand flying axes that suddenly appeared appeared almost at the same time, and for a while, the flying axes in the sky were like locusts.

"Scatter, scatter for me. Zhou Yi finally paid the price for his carelessness, and the sudden appearance of the flying axe attack really shocked him, so he could only order people to disperse.

The appearance of the Central Plains monks is a nightmare for the southern monks, and the most frightening part of this nightmare is the terrible military Su zhì of the Central Plains monks, they train the monks as soldiers, and once the war starts, the strict cooperation between all the monks makes the southern monks feel desperate.

However, although the sudden attack of throwing axes did not produce any effective results in killing the enemy, and it can even be said that they did not kill a single person, these throwing axes played a more important role - disrupting the formation.

This was actually Li Mingyang's ultimate plan, he had been opposed by Guo Yunshan when he designed this secret tactic, in Guo Yunshan's opinion, it was impossible to cause any harm to the well-trained monks by letting a group of the most junior cultivators who were not even considered martial artists throw throwing axes made of Xuantie. At that time, Li Mingyang did not explain much, and now it is proved that his original idea was correct.

After meeting the Yan brothers for the second time and seeing the 3,000 monks they led, Li Mingyang noticed one of the most important problems - none of these Central Plains monks held a shield. This is very different from the monks in Lingyan City, in a real battle formation, there are a large number of attackers, but there is also a need for defenders. However, the team of these Central Plains monks did not, because they were confident that they could use their powerful offensive to strike first, so naturally they would not need defenders.

After making this discovery, Li Mingyang made a bet, and he bet that the other Central Plains monk teams that had infiltrated the south this time should all be configured like this, and all of them took the route of attacking with all their might.

Naturally, it is impossible for the flying axe to cause any damage to the other party, but it is such a group of civilians who are not favored by others, but they have successfully cut the opponent's formation. The so-called tactics are just that.

He Chaorong threw very hard, but after three waves of flying axes, he found that the other party did not kill or injure a single person, and he couldn't help but feel sad: "I disappointed the adults again." ”

"What does Uncle He think, hurry up and prepare for the second round. Just when He Chaorong hesitated, Li Mingyang suddenly shouted.

"My lord, is this useful?" He Chaorong couldn't help but hesitate.

"It's useful, it's definitely useful, you just vote. Li Mingyang continued to urge.

The attack of the flying axe cannot be stopped, at least not just in one go, once the flying axe offensive stops, the opponent can still calmly form a formation. Li Mingyang arranged a total of 3,000 people to hold axes, and the three rounds of offensive were 9,000 short axes, if the opposite side was all Qingling Realm, these short axes would naturally be no big problem, but they were only Phantom Spirit Realm monks, and the Phantom Spirit Realm in the Central Plains was also a Phantom Spirit Realm, not much stronger than the Phantom Spirit Realm monks in the south, they could only hide.

Zhou Yi did plan to wait until the end of the short axe offensive to form a formation to attack, but seeing the other party's endless throwing, Zhou Yi instantly became even more angry, and roared angrily in the chaos: "Kill me." ”

All the Central Plains monks now have the same idea as Zhou Yi, kill the past, kill these jumping clowns. Thinking that they were a group of Central Plains monks, they had encountered countless strong enemies along the way, but they didn't expect that they would be forced into such a wolf situation by a group of civilians with ordinary Xuantie short axes today, such a humiliation was something they had never encountered, and now they just wanted to be ashamed.

"It's a pity, this idea is good, but it's a pity that it's still difficult to resist these tiger wolves in the Central Plains with a short axe alone. Seeing that Li Mingyang and their side were just throwing throwing axes, many monks began to sigh secretly.

On the one hand, there was Li Mingyang's instruction, and on the other hand, it was indeed the people of Jingshan City who were not accurate enough to throw short axes, and the flying axes in the sky did not form a terrifying intensive offensive, but were fragmentary. But it was precisely because of this that Zhou Yi's team of 2,000 people was divided into more than a dozen small teams.

Li Mingyang's offensive has begun to become more and more monotonous, and the second round of flying axe attacks still failed to cause any damage, but only divided the opponent's formation more thoroughly. It's just that not many people are aware of their true strategic intentions, and in the eyes of everyone, Li Mingyang and them are just a group of poor worms who have run out of skills and are waiting for the other party to slaughter.

But at this moment, the anomaly protruded.

Just as Zhou Yi and his people were about to rush into the crowd of Jingshan City, a behemoth suddenly came out of the ground between their two camps.

Ram Wen has endured it for too long, he was already ready to attack when he received Li Mingyang's order, and now he finally got the opportunity to make a move, Ram Wen's whole body exuded a terrifying killing aura, and rushed towards Zhou Yi and their team like a killing god.

"What the hell is this!?" The appearance of Ram Wen made Zhou Yi startled, feeling the amazing coercion from the other party, Zhou Yi chose to retreat for the first time in the battle in the south, and the strong enemy in front of him made him involuntarily feel invincible.

"This is?" Seeing the Ram Wen appear, Yan Kuo, who was already planning to join the battle group, couldn't help but hesitate to stop, and even looked at the Ram Wen on the field with some horror.

In fact, when Ram Wen attacked, all the flying axes of the people of Jingshan City had not yet failed, but he regarded those short axes as nothing, and killed them on a rampage. With the flying axes in the sky, he still easily killed one panicked Central Plains monk after another.

"Don't worry, this is my brother. I have to admit that watching Ram Wen fight on the battlefield is really a visual feast, his strong and huge body bursts out again and again with a sensitivity and speed that is completely inconsistent with his figure, such an unnatural physique, so that Li Mingyang can't help but want to appreciate it every time he sees it.

"Brother Yan, don't worry, he can tell the enemy from me. After saying hello, Li Mingyang finally couldn't hold back the blood in his heart, and joined the battle group with a strange scream. Holding the battle blade that was completely condensed by the power of Huangquan, it also exuded a strange aura and flew back and forth in the battlefield.

It's messed up, it's completely messed up. Whether it was Zhou Yihe or the people watching the battle around, they didn't expect such a change in the battle situation. The appearance of the Ram Wen made Zhou Yifang, who was already in a chaotic formation, completely chaotic, and the Yan family brothers who took the opportunity to kill the battle group and the five hundred elites under them became the most terrifying killing weapon, and wherever their people passed, there would not be a single living mouth.

When it comes to the efficiency of killing, the Yan brothers and their team are definitely the highest. But now everyone's eyes are focused on Ram Wen, this huge terrifying warrior is the focus of everyone's attention.

His fists are comparable to two sledgehammers, but his legs are like two thick tree trunks, and the moment he punches and kicks, it is as powerful as a mountain and a tsunami. The most terrifying thing is his defensive ability, his speed is very fast, but it is impossible to be faster than flying swords and magic weapons, it's not that no one can hit him, but the person who hits him can't hurt him at all.

It is almost immortal, and this is what makes people the most frightened.

Zhou Yi didn't expect to fall into such a huge disadvantage, in less than a stick of incense, more than half of their people were killed and injured, and what was worse was that the rest of the people had no fighting spirit at all, and in the face of a monster that could not be killed, it was difficult for anyone to raise the slightest fighting spirit.

Zhou Yi gritted his teeth with hatred, although he hated Li Mingyang's trickery, but he hated this chief culprit of his failure the most. In the midst of the chaotic battle, Zhou Yi suddenly turned around and quietly killed Ram Wen. Only by killing this monster will he be able to revive the morale of his team and turn the tide around.

But just when he was about to pounce on Ram Wen, he suddenly felt a flash of knife light in front of him. Zhou Yi was alert and was about to dodge, but suddenly felt a chill in his chest. As soon as he looked down, he saw two war knives.

"What a quick knife. ”