"Put!"

A crisp female voice sounded.

It was Nangong Caishu who made this sound.

Her face was solemn, but because it was the first time she had faced such a real battle formation and given such an order, there was also a tremor in her shrill voice.

It's just that the dozens of sergeants who had already received the order and gathered behind her did not hesitate at all.

These dozens of sergeants were all veteran sergeants, and their mission in the army had always been to deal with the flying swords of cultivators.

The flying sword of a cultivator is the fastest killing weapon to harvest life on the battlefield, so although these soldiers are not cultivators, they have gone through many tragic strangulations, and their will has long been tempered like iron.

They had naturally filtered out all the noise on the battlefield, including any noise in Nangong Caishu's voice, and the moment the military order sounded, these sergeants raised the crossbow machine in their hands almost expressionlessly, and pulled the copper trigger in their hands very smoothly and quickly.

Dozens of bizarre whistling sounds rang out in the air at the same time.

This kind of voice is not unfamiliar to cultivators who have experienced battle formations.

Dozens of copper-colored metal flowers unfolded in the air, all metal nets with heavy falling objects on the edges.

The slightly cyan flying sword that had just been provoked struggled desperately like a fish falling into a net, but the more it struggled, the more it made all the nets tangled together, and finally it was bound into a ball, turning into a copper-colored metal ball, and smashing into the ground.

This is the Great Qin Dynasty's sword net, a copper net with a large amount of lead is added to bind the flying sword at the same time, it can isolate the penetration of heaven and earth vitality and the flow of true qi to the greatest extent, but if it wasn't for the fleeting opportunity of Fang Cai, if it wasn't for the fact that this flying sword was hit and provoked by another flying sword, how could these sword nets easily hit with one blow and finally restrain this flying sword?

Uncontrollable cheers and roars resounded in the army.

These sergeants naturally knew what the price it would take to deal with a cultivator on a daily basis, but just at this moment, three cultivators on the other side had been directly killed, and a flying sword was directly bound, which was equivalent to the powerful swordsman directly losing his arm.

And all this only stemmed from the several military orders issued by Ding Ning before continuing the march.

"Deception!"

It wasn't until this time that some of the several cultivators who continued to appear in the grass reacted that the furious flying sword that appeared first before was not the flying sword that they shot at this side, but Ding Ning's own flying sword!

"Poof!"

A cloud of blood mist erupted from the throat of a yellow-clothed cultivator standing in the grass.

The flying sword that had just provoked the cyan flying sword was obviously located in the same area, but it escaped the shackles of those sword nets in a very timely manner, and at this time, it quietly passed through the grass and directly pierced the throat of the cultivator who had just lost the flying sword!

The white sword light appeared behind the cultivator for only a moment, and then disappeared immediately, and he didn't know where it had gone.

The threat of this flying sword, coupled with the speed at which this army suddenly burst out to harvest the lives of cultivators, made this side of the world seem to be stagnant at the same time.

There are a total of seven practitioners who emerge from the grass.

At this time, only three of them were stuck in the grass.

No new military orders were issued.

It's just that at this time, all the sergeants were already in awe of Ding Ning's ability to show several military orders, so this army showed a cold and mountain-like momentum than usual.

This momentum made the three cultivators standing in the grass even more bleak.

A practitioner took a step forward.

When everyone didn't move and he moved, he naturally attracted everyone's attention.

It was a middle-aged man with grayish sideburns.

Ding looked at him quietly.

The middle-aged man bowed, saluted Ding Ning from afar, and then asked, "Using the trick of the sword to lure us into action is just a matter of strategy, but why did you expect our people to appear in the position behind your army?"

"Does that make sense?"

Ding Ning looked at the middle-aged man and said sarcastically, "Even if I answer your question, can you retreat?"

The middle-aged man was silent for a moment and said, "No one wants to deliberately send them to death, maybe we have other options." ”

Ding Ning looked at the middle-aged man, suddenly laughed, and said, "People who can see may have other ideas, but people who can't see should not change their original intentions and want me to die." So unless those who can't see die. ”

Ding Ning's words were too difficult for most of the sergeants to understand, but the middle-aged man across from him, including the rest of the cultivators, knew very well what he meant.

The middle-aged man looked at him and smiled bitterly, and said, "Can't there be a slight compromise?"

Ding Ning looked at him and the other two cultivators and said, "Otherwise, how can I trust you?"

The middle-aged man lowered his head slightly.

He didn't seem to respond, but the moment he lowered his head slightly, two angry screams rang out in the desolate meadow.

Two figures rushed out from under the dirt, the blades of grass and dirt above were washed into a thick fog, and below the two figures, there was a faint sword light flashing with a faint light.

Looking at the sword light chasing the two figures, Ding Ning's arm suddenly raised, his palm erected, and he made a slashing gesture forward.

Looking at the place where Ding Ning's gesture fell, not only the several heralds beside him, but even the pupils of Guo Feng and Nangong Caishu were instantly filled with shock.

However, a military order is a military order.

Several heralds looked at Ding Ning's extremely firm gesture, and the order flag in their hands also waved out at the same time!

"Wind!"

"Gale!"

The cold and slaughtering army erupted like a volcano in an instant, making a tsunami-like sound.

All the ballistas and talismans exploded in an instant, and the heavy metal rolled up like the wind at this moment, obscuring the sky, and then falling like a mountain.

The middle-aged man looked up, his face extremely pale.

These metal killing weapons that covered the sky were not the two cultivators, but him and two other cultivators.

The two cultivators behind him let out a loud roar as they swept towards the middle-aged man's side.

The two sword lights were like covers, desperately trying to protect the middle-aged man.

However, the middle-aged man knew that it was impossible to change the final outcome.

The flying sword that originally seemed to be chasing the two cultivators who swept out of the ground retracted sharply towards his body, and at the same time, he just shook his head and said, "If you can go, go quickly." ”

"Boom!"

A heavy hammer sound sounded between heaven and earth.

When something heavy in the sky slammed into the ground at the same time, the entire ground rippled like waves.

The two cultivators beside him let out a mournful scream, and neither of them had any intention of fleeing.

Both of their sword-holding arms were already drenched in blood and could not be raised.

What made these two people sad the most was that several flying swords had already flown up from the front army, but among those flying swords, there was no flying sword first.

The first flying sword with fine flowers in full bloom had appeared in front of the flying sword that the middle-aged man had withdrawn.

(This chapter is rushed to dinner, so the word count is small, and the next two chapters will make up)