Chapter 47: The Raid
"And what's our battle plan?"
Zhuge Yun and the others gathered in a hidden room, although it was the first time for everyone to participate in this kind of combat meeting, but in a super-first-class sect like Sanqingmen, it was already customary for the disciples to participate in all kinds of battles, and soon the leading disciples assigned tasks.
Although it was said that he was caught off guard by the traitors of the Ur organization from the beginning, he was the elite of the elite, and the disciples soon set up a reconnaissance group and a staff group, and established a power table for the traitors' territorial forces in the Bamboo Pavilion, making it clear at a glance where there were more people and where there were fewer people.
"You divide your regiments to attack other places, and I will go to the center of the outer gate alone. ”
Ying Yuan assigned the task according to the force table provided by the reconnaissance team.
"Are you alone?" everyone was taken aback, "It is very likely that the center has gathered the most traitors, and the cultivation is also quite high, Senior Brother Ying, you may be a little hanging alone." ”
"It's okay, I probably can't do it, I'm just delaying you guys. "Ying Yuan waved his hand 'modestly', this man has just died in a heavenly period, although he is not dead, but he is so modest, people who don't know still think that he understands righteousness.
"In this way, indeed, this is Senior Brother Ying's highest cultivation, and it is not a loss of strategy for us to drag down those traitors with higher cultivation. The head of the staff group, Xue You, nodded, in his opinion, their cultivation is generally lower than that of the other party, and once the big war starts, they will suffer heavy losses, but as long as they can hold back the strength of the place, then the losses can be minimized.
"But only Senior Brother Ying is ...... alone," Zhuge Yun was a little worried.
"It's okay, he's the strongest generation of young people, what are you worried about. Lin Jiayin patted Ying Yuan's shoulder, "Didn't you feel it before, there was originally a pressure on us, but after Ying Yuan came back yesterday, that pressure was gone." ”
"Listening to Senior Brother Lin say this, it seems to be the same. ”
"That's because Senior Brother Ying drove him away. Lin Jiayin was very troubled, and Ying Yuan suddenly felt that it was not bad for this kid to fool people.
"So that's the case!" Everyone tactically leaned back, Lin Jiayin turned his head and gave Ying Yuan a gesture, and Ying Yuan smiled helplessly in response.
"In that case, I think it's a good idea to surprise them tonight, to catch them off guard. Xue Yu said with great interest.
"That's fine, let's arrange it now. ”
"Yes!"
Everyone immediately dispersed, and it was urgent to recover the Bamboo Pavilion.
"Speaking of which, can you really?"
Lin Jiayin saw that everyone else was gone, so he asked.
"There's still no problem dragging it out, you just need to settle the battle as soon as possible and come to my aid. ”
"That's fine, that's fine. ”
Lin Jiayin nodded.
Night
All the disciples gathered in the woods and advanced in batches according to the goals set in the original plan, and Ying Yuan had already stepped on his sword and came to the range of the outer gate. There are quite a few disciples in the outer gate, no, the traitors are patrolling, and they don't notice Ying Yuan flying on it.
The time was almost up, Ying Yuan and the others came to the first wave of attacks, those traitors were a little confused, and before they knew what was going on, the disciples of the Sanqing Sect had already rushed to the front and carried out the first wave of raids!
Ying Yuan jumped down, descended from the sky with his Dao sword, and swept into the crowd with a slash! The thunder exploded, blasting the crowd through a hole, and the disciples rushed up one after another, tying up all those traitors who were paralyzed.
After helping them break through a gap, Ying Yuan's body moved again, and he set off towards the central building, that is, the office hall of the outer gate. Along the way, many traitors came to stop them, but all of them were picked up by Ying Yuan's sword.
The disciples were originally charging, but gradually they felt that something was wrong, why was the pressure so much less all of a sudden. When they looked up, they saw a young man in white holding a long sword in his hand, one person and one sword, floating in and out of the crowd, and every time he advanced and retreated, someone was always picked up.
Everyone was stunned, what kind of immortal operation is this, why are others so strong? Is this still the same age!
"Let's not drag Senior Brother Ying back! Let's all move!" the leader of the group roared, calling back all the stunned people's thoughts.
"Don't let down Senior Brother Ying's efforts!"
"Let's go!"
For a while, all the disciples were in high spirits, and their momentum was much stronger than that of the traitors. The head of the group looked at the indomitable Ying Yuan, and only one sentence appeared in his heart:
"It is worthy of being the strongest among young people. ”
And Ying Yuan, who rushed to the front, naturally didn't have the heart to see what was going on in the back, his purpose was only the outer door office hall, that's all, no matter how many people came to block it, it was just a mantis arm blocking the car.
"One sword, one thought. ”
Ying Yuan's sword was at the moment, the sword light flashed through the crowd, and a passage was cleared in an instant, Ying Yuan sped up his pace, and the traitors around him seemed to realize that this person was not easy to mess with, and they all avoided him, no longer blocking Ying Yuan's advance.
Finally, when I came to the door, I saw a person standing at the door with a long sword, as if he was waiting for Ying Yuan.
"You are?"
"Eighth disciple of the Force Saint Hall, is Ying Yuan?" the man did not answer Ying Yuan, but said lightly: "The tenth dementor of the Soul Dementorship of your Soul Department, Beigong He. ”
"Soul Dementor?" Ying Yuan was slightly stunned, it seems that this organization has been developing for thousands of years, and it is not a rabble, and there is such a detailed division of labor.
"Your soul is already on the reward, and if I take you back, I will definitely be able to promote yourself again. Beigong He sneered and rushed with his sword.
"Then you try. ”
Ying Yuan responded indifferently, raised his hand and shook the sword flower, and a thunderbolt instantly sent out, directly hitting Beigong He who rushed forward, but Beigong He's figure suddenly turned into a bunch of black shadows, and then these black shadows rushed towards him like souls.
"It's some inexplicable attribute again. ”
Ying Yuan sighed, his body glowed with thunder, and he swung a thunderbolt at those black shadows.
"It's useless, I'm out of control at the moment. Beigong He sneered.
"Really?"
Ying Yuan smiled faintly, opened his hand and pulled it, and suddenly the black shadow formed by Beigong River was stuck in place and could not continue to move!
"What!" Beigong He didn't expect that Ying Yuan would be unable to move with just one blow of thunder.
"You should only be a three-pattern elemental infancy, and it seems that your soul dementor is just a paper tiger. Ying Yuan shook his head, walked to the black shadow, raised his sword, and thunder slowly flowed on the sword.
"Goodbye. ”
"No!!"
"Sting. ”
The black shadow gradually faded, under the black shadow, a pale face, blood kept gushing out from the corners of his mouth, he didn't understand how Ying Yuan cracked his spell from beginning to end, but he didn't have a chance to ask again, the sword pierced his heart at the same time, it also let the thunder enter the body and destroy all the meridians, he was already dead and couldn't die anymore.
"Crunch ......"
At the same time, the door to the office hall opened, revealing the inside. It was pitch black, there were no lights, it was just on, waiting for something, or rather, it was waiting for Ying Yuan to walk in.