Chapter 887: Disparity in Strength
The moment the sound of the snail sounded, Li Lei and more than 20 other Venerables hundreds of miles away looked up at Ziwu Mountain at the same time, and Li Lei immediately said to the Venerable who accompanied him: "Cheng Wu and Ouyang Lian are stationed in the army, and after an hour and a half, they will lead the army to encircle and suppress the bandits and rogues of Ziwu Mountain, and the others will follow me to block the Venerable of Ziwu Mountain, killing one person and 10,000 battle exploits." ”
10,000 people against 85,000 people, Li Lei clearly asked the 10,000 ascended people to send them to death, although it was to send them to death, but these people could only die in the hands of the martial artists below the Venerable, not in the hands of the Venerable. The purpose of sending these people to death is to eliminate those weak martial artists, and once the Venerable makes a move against them, all that will be eliminated is not the real purpose of their trip.
After Li Lei finished speaking, he took the lead in rushing towards the Purple Mist Mountain, and in the blink of an eye, the twenty Venerables who were traveling with him except Cheng Wu and Ouyang Lian were the only ones who still remained in place.
From beginning to end, Li Lei never looked at them, but this does not mean that Li Lei has forgotten them. Killing one person and 10,000 battle merits, this is what Li Lei said to the three of them, because those Venerables in Three Rivers City knew about it. And leaving Cheng Wu and Ouyang Lian behind, in addition to letting them guard the army, is more to guard against the rebellion of these three Venerables.
Although the strength of these three Venerables was nothing to them, to the tens of thousands of troops behind them, these three people were a disaster. Cheng Wu and Ouyang Lian, either one of them stayed, these three people couldn't make much waves, and the reason why they all stayed was just in case.
These three Venerables looked at each other, and also followed Li Lei and the others to rush in the direction of the Purple Mist Mountain, and the three of them had already locked on a Venerable of the Purple Mist Mountain whose strength was similar to theirs. They were going to besiege the Venerable One who was close to their strength.
Li Lei acted almost at the same time as the Venerable of Ziwu Mountain, although the realm cultivation of Li Lei and the others far surpassed that of Zichuan and others in Ziwu Mountain. But after all, Zichuan and the others were in the Purple Mist Mountain, and the distance was more advantageous than them. Although Li Lei and others came to the Purple Mist Mountain for the first time. There were still Venerable Ones who made a move before they arrived.
These Venerables didn't have time to urge martial arts, so they could only use their cultivation power to attack the Ascended Ascendant on the Purple Mist Mountain, but even so, this was still an attack by a genuine Venerable. In the vast Purple Mist Mountain, the attacks of these Venerables almost completely covered the area occupied by the Ascended Ones, and although these Venerables only had time to strike once, thousands of Ascended Beings were buried under their attacks.
"Li Lei, I, Ziwu Mountain and your Sanhe City, don't change the river water, why do you want to take action against us. "Seeing that the Venerable of Ziwu Mountain was stopped by Li Lei and others. The wicked man of Zichuan sued first, and took the lead in questioning Li Lei, who led the team.
"Why did you attack you?" Li Lei sneered: "You ask knowingly, you don't need me to come one by one of the caravans that have been robbed in the past few months." ”
Hearing what Li Lei said, Zi Chuan said disapprovingly: "Isn't it just a few small caravans, it's a robbery, it's not a big deal, after all, the brothers also have to eat and cultivate." ”
"It's a catastrophe, it's a catastrophe, and today your Purple Mist Mountain will be destroyed. Li Lei snorted coldly, and the offensive in his hands continued. Force this Purple River away from the sky above the Purple Mist Mountain, lest the aftermath of the battle wipe out the remaining Ascenders on the Purple Mist Mountain.
"Li Lei, don't go too far. Under Li Lei's suppression, Zichuan was angry. But he also had to retreat towards the back road left by Li Lei. Zichuan kept retreating, both persecution and voluntary. Because he didn't want to stay on the Purple Mist Mountain, after all, there were tens of thousands of his elites on the Purple Mist Mountain. That's all the power of their gang of bandits.
"I'm going too far, what can you do?" Although Zichuan was forced to go crazy. But Li Lei clearly flashed a sinister smile in the depths of Zichuan's pupils, and when he fixed his eyes again, he couldn't see anything, Li Lei didn't know if he was dazzled, but a bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart: "Everyone will go all out and fight as quickly as possible." ”
"Yes!"
Not only intentionally but undoubtedly, almost all the Venerables on the side of the Purple Mist Mountain retreated towards the depths of the Purple Mist Mountain. But whether it was intentional or undoubted, the Venerable of Purple Mist Mountain was suppressed by the Venerable of Three Rivers City, and the gap between the two parties was too big. The Venerable Beings suddenly retreated, and the tens of thousands of warriors on the Purple Mist Mountain rushed towards the remnants of the Ascenders like a tide.
Seeing the bandits and rogues of the Purple Mist Mountain surging like a tide, someone among the surviving ascendants suddenly shouted: "Everyone gather, don't fight on your own, otherwise you will only be defeated by them one by one." ”
Although none of these people obeyed anyone, it seemed that they could only do so at the moment, so no matter how unwilling they were to obey the orders of others, they could only quickly gather together at this moment to jointly resist the Purple Mist Mountain bandits who roared towards them.
The remnants of the Ascendant had just gathered together, and the bandit rogues of the Purple Mist Mountain had also come to them, and the warrior who had taken the lead in summoning everyone together spoke again: "Fight and retreat in the direction of the army of Three Rivers City, and must not be surrounded by them, otherwise none of us will be able to escape." ”
At this moment, the two or three thousand ascendants gathered together fought and retreated, moving quickly in the direction of the army of Three Rivers City. The Venerable exterminated thousands, two or three thousand gathered here, and there were more than a thousand people scattered on the Purple Mist Mountain, surrounded and suppressed by the bandits and rogues of the Purple Mist Mountain.
Everyone was on the run, even the best of those few sages, the moment the bandits of the Purple Mist Mountain attacked, they fled in private. Although most of the bandits and rogues in the Purple Mist Mountain were peerless powerhouses, their number was too many, as many as 80,000.
The reason why the leaders among the ascended ones fled was not only because of the number of bandits and rogues in the Purple Mist Mountain, but also because of their strength, these bandits and rogues who survived the baptism of blood again and again were very strong, so strong that some peerless powerhouses were able to confront these leaders head-on, so strong that these sages were reduced to a group of local chickens and dogs in front of the sages of the Purple Mist Mountain.
"Looks like they're not doing well. Hundreds of miles away, Cheng Wu and Ouyang Lian were always paying attention to everything on the battlefield, seeing these ascenders fleeing in a hurry, Ouyang Lian looked at Cheng Wu with some unbearability: "Should we make a move in advance?"
"No, that's how we came back then. Cheng Wu shook his head, looking very ruthless.
Ouyang Lian said: "But there are less than three thousand of them, and their strength is too different from these bandits who crawled out of the pile of dead people, if they sit back and ignore them like this, they will die." ”
Cheng Wu still shook his head: "This is Brother Li's arrangement." ”
Ouyang Lian didn't say anything more, just clenched her fists and looked at the Ascendants who were constantly being hunted down with concern.
As a soarer, there must always be a few people with outstanding strength, and now that they are in deep trouble, they naturally can't hold back anymore, so with an angry roar, those warriors who wanted to hide their strength finally broke out.
A giant beast dressed in forest scale armor suddenly appeared in the crowd, and its heavy gasp was like thick smoke, instantly filling the surrounding area for several kilometers, followed by a terrible scream.
A demon man instantly became several times larger, and his ten fingers were like spear blades, blowing a blood-colored whirlwind around him, causing those sages of the Purple Mist Mountain to retreat.
A delicate woman stopped, a coquettish shout, the voice instantly became rough, on the weak body, like a dragon-like muscles instantly burst out, and then a huge mace appeared in her hand, a dance, a radius of dozens of zhang instantly turned into a vacuum, no one dared to approach a minute.
With a loud bang, a huge pit appeared on the Purple Mist Mountain at some point, instantly swallowing hundreds of bandits and rogues of the Purple Mist Mountain, and with a miserable scream, there were few people who could escape from it in the end.
When the Venerable left, Mo Yu naturally would not miss the best opportunity to earn battle merits, so he quickly rushed out of the ground. Mo Yu rushed out of the ground, and the location where he appeared was precisely among the bandits and rogues of Purple Mist Mountain. A ghostly light flashed away, and the bandits around Mo Yu continued to rush forward, but while running, their heads stopped in place, and then fell to the ground.
Several pillars of blood rose into the sky, and the surrounding bandits and rogues finally discovered Mo Yu's existence, and one by one they hurriedly stopped and turned their spearheads to kill Mo Yu.
"Seven Steps!"
Mo Yu rushed into the crowd like this, countless scythes flashed, and the bodies of the bandits and rogues were instantly shattered and scattered all over the place. Nearly 100 people were killed in an instant, and the bandits and rogues around them who were lucky enough to survive were instantly stunned, and when they reacted again, they found that Mo Yu, who was holding a sickle, had long since disappeared.
These people couldn't find any trace of Mo Yu, so they rushed towards the Ascendants who were fleeing again. But no one noticed that in the flesh and blood under their feet, one by one storage rings were constantly disappearing, and the initiator of all this was a very inconspicuous grasshopper, and this grasshopper was Mo Yu who disappeared at that moment.
People died, if they could look down at the storage rings on the ground, then they would be able to find Mo Yu's whereabouts, but they didn't, no one looked down at these storage rings scattered on the ground from beginning to end.
It's not that these bandits don't care, it's that it's not the right time, whether it's the storage ring of the Ascended Warriors of Three Rivers City or the storage ring of their Purple Mist Mountain Bandits, they must wait until after this war is won. Until the war is over, it doesn't matter where these storage rings are, or whose hands they are. Since it's not important, they naturally don't look at these storage rings at a critical time. Although they are bandits, they are sometimes more disciplined than the soldiers. (To be continued......)