The Chi family's team silently entered the military formation, and Chi Liangbi followed at the end with a helmet.

Five or six hundred arrows, two sections of stone female walls, nineteen casualties, cleared the first section of the mountain road.

Although there is no real combat, the image of ignoring the falling rocks is enough to carry it.

"Facing two percent of the battle losses and not crushing, it can really be described as brave."

Hong Fan praised.

"It's okay."

Hong Bo answered, and his tone was even louder.

"Twenty percent of the casualties can't be eaten, so what kind of family soldier is a big surname?"

Having said that, the expressions of the Zhu Yi riders were visibly tense.

Of the three levels in Hongduo Mountain, the second level is obviously the most difficult.

Now that the Chi family has come down, it is likely that the one who will go up again will be himself.

"My men brought bows, but they didn't work."

On the point general platform temporarily erected by the wooden plank, Chi Wuye said to everyone.

"The sand bandits are in a high position, and the lowest is more than ten zhang, and the arrows they shoot are so fast and ruthless that they can't fight back at all."

"Falling rocks look scary, but in fact, the quasi-head is uncontrollable, and the threat is not as good as a bow and arrow."

"The slope of the first pass is still gentle; The second level is much steeper, and there are many rocks under your feet, so the attack is becoming more and more limited......"

After exchanging information, Hong Jian encouraged Chi Liangbi a little, and then planned to determine the candidate for the second formation.

Just when he looked at his eldest son, Li Shenji came out of the ranks.

"This trip was facilitated by my Li family."

"Hong Shibo can come, and he is also asked by me."

He bowed to Hong Jian and looked sideways at the mountain pass.

"This is the most dangerous second formation, and my Li family is in charge."

On the stage, several people felt their hearts and were moved.

After getting Hong Jian's approval, Li Shenji turned to Hong Sheng again.

"This second level is a line of natural danger, and flying at sea will inevitably not give way."

"I sincerely ask the world brother to help me with the fire cloud palm and break this level with me!"

The voice is rough, and the words are stained with blood.

Hong Sheng responded in one bite.

The military formation moved slowly, and the one hundred and fifty soldiers of the Li family gathered at the foot of the mountain.

Hong Fan watched the elite of Wudang Cavalry, which was equipped with a standard sword and shield, pass by, but suddenly sensed something.

On the altar, the branches and leaves of the Dragon Soul Tree swayed, as if they had seen food, and as if they had touched the same kind.

He looked along the senses, and found that there were two tall young men in the team who covered the lower half of their faces with a face scarf, one with Danfeng eyes and the other with fair complexion, striding forward with the team.

Seeing him, one of them bowed slightly to him.

Hong Fan suppressed his emotions and turned his gaze away as naturally as possible, but he knew very well in his heart that these were the two people he sensed on Anning Street after returning to the city after fighting Haifei for the first time.

Similarly, he was also the mastermind behind the design of the traffic hall to frame him.

[These two people are members of the Li family? Or is it a person with a foreign surname who hides his identity by riding without a pawn? 】

[Wudang riding is similar to Zhu Yi riding, and the vast majority of the members have been cultivated since childhood, eating and sleeping together, and practicing the same kind of martial arts. 】

[It seems that the Li family is most likely aware of the affairs of these two people......]

Hong Fan squinted his eyes, and his thoughts were full of thoughts for a while.

In the distance, more than 160 people of the Li family had already rushed halfway through the mountain road and approached the second level.

In order to maximize the killing efficiency and save materials, the sand bandits did not even release a few arrows this time.

Turning the bottom corner of the word "匚", with Hong Sheng and Li Shenji, who were wearing heavy armor, as the arrows, the team entered the first line of heaven.

At the same time, there were thirty majestic sand bandits on the stone platform on the hill in three rows - they were the elite formed by Fang Tianzong before his death, named "Camel Cow Lux".

The shortest of these people is also one meter eight upwards, all of them have practiced Qi Sense, and there are even four cultivators who have reached the Breakthrough Realm.

At this time, they were dressed in heavy armor, which was the most luxurious among the bandits, and each of them carried a steel spear and a heavy square shield on his back.

"First team, get on the 'Yaksha'."

He Liangjun held his hands beside him and shouted.

The first row of the ten camel cow wrestlers had a difficult face, but under the gaze of the second master, none of them dared to disobey the pitch-black pill in their hands.

That is, "Yaksha".

With only a few breaths in the stomach of the pill, the expressions on the faces of the ten camel cow wrestlers dissolved, turning into fearlessness and numbness like rotten wood and rock.

Then under He Liangjun's reprimand, they lined up in three rows, with spears in one hand and shields in the other, carrying thirty lightly armored minions, and pushed down along a line of sky.

Between the two cliffs, there is already a bitter sea of falling rocks and arrows.

In the middle of the bitter sea, the two armies were like waves, attacking each other.

Hong Sheng ignored the flowing arrows and slowly gathered momentum, blasting out the fire cloud palm with all his might.

The invisible flame flow drove ten meters and hit the Lux shield wall head-on, first burning the skin to a charred black, and then slamming up like a tide.

The two minions in the crack of the array burned and fell down wailing.

However, the wrestlers under the heavy armor ignored the burns on their faces and the backs of their hands, and their steps were only slight.

Beside Hong Sheng, the two Wudang rode past him and into the forest of guns, and while the long knife cut a crack in the big shield, he was also stabbed to break his balance and rolled to the ground.

The face is less than four meters wide, flanked by dozens of meters of solid walls, and in the middle is a condescending dense gun shield array.

The battlefield is no better than a duel.

It can't move itself, the enemy position can't be mobilized, and there's no way to talk about flaws or anything......

The extremely unfavorable combat terrain made it impossible for the martial artists of the Penetrating Realm to take advantage of it.

The raindrop-like arrows can still be eaten hard with armor, but the falling rocks with large human heads cannot withstand even if they are not ridden.

There were bursts of thunder in the valley road, and the invisible qi sword constantly smashed through the sandstone in the air.

Li Shenji was more than ten meters behind the handover, and he couldn't stop releasing the Thundering Sword.

With the support of the five veins of cultivation, each of his thunderous swords could pierce through the heavy shield and armor, breaking the flesh and flesh joints of the camel cow wrestler.

But that's about it.

After taking the Yaksha, the human body has almost no perception of pain, and the sense of fear becomes very weak.

Unless the air sword hits a vital point such as the heart or throat, or runs out of blood, the camel wrestler will always fight.

Tea time has passed.

The rock face was covered in blood.

The shouting of killing gradually weakened.

Li Shenji's true qi was exhausted, his saber broke, and he fought on foot with the short spear he picked up.

Hong Sheng's helmet was still there, and his shoulder armor was full of arrows, but he was grabbed by his ankle when he attacked from the back.

He lowered his arms, grabbed the gut-opening wrestler at his feet, and urged the soldering iron hand.

The sizzle of burnt flesh sounded, and the ankles were immediately relieved.

In front of the two, there are still three people left in the second team of camel wrestlers.

Behind the two men, the bodies dropped by both sides covered the steep slope.

The first line of heaven is still more than 20 meters away from being killed.

Seeing that the situation was urgent, He Liangjun kicked open the wooden box next to him, took out one of the three wooden cans the size of a human head, lit the fuse and threw it down.

The fire pot was falling into the middle of several Wudang riders.

Hong Sheng caught a glimpse of it and wanted to give a reminder, but it was too late.

Flames burst.

A roar ten times greater than the Thundering Sword swelled in a single line of heaven.

Li Shenji, who was about to stab with a spear, only felt that someone was pushing his back, and he staggered forward.

"Firearms?"

He stood firm against the buzz in his ears, looked back, and saw two Wudang riders a few meters away, their noses bleeding, their armor was full of iron slag fragments, and they grabbed the stone wall and wanted to get up, but they couldn't.

The power of the thunder shock thrown by He Liangjun is actually limited, and it is probably comparable to a few falling rocks.

However, the attacker was originally the last of the strong crossbow, and after this blow, the morale was lost.

"Retreat, retreat!"

Li Shenji threw his short spear indiscriminately, picked up one of the fallen soldiers, and roared loudly.

The sand bandits were another rain of arrows.

As Hong Sheng finally turned the corner, cheers rang out on the mountain, but only for a short time.

It's like he's saving for the next big war.

(End of chapter)