Wei Qiyue, the "Moon Swallowing Heavenly Wolf" in the Kuotuo Formation, saw the tens of thousands of Yellow Turban wrestlers who appeared out of thin air in front of the Great Yin Army, and at that time he also noticed that these were not living people but battle puppets, and although he was a little vigilant in his heart, he didn't think that his wolf warrior would be defeated.

These more than 30,000 wolf warriors were cultivated by him with the secret methods and medicines of the wolf clan, although they have since cut off the possibility of embarking on the path of cultivation, but in exchange for the fierceness and fierce physical strength that are not afraid of death and are incomparable, they can easily give birth to fierce beasts such as lion elephants by picking out one at will.

The number of those battle puppets on the opposite side is more than 10,000, and the shape is exactly the same, it is obviously a mass-produced thing, and the combat power that can be possessed is bound to be limited. Maybe their strength is several times better than that of ordinary human warriors, and they don't know what fear is, but their reaction when facing the enemy is definitely not as good as his own warrior wolves with strong fighting instincts, coupled with the difference in numbers that is close to three times, he believes that his warrior wolves may pay a certain price, but they can definitely bite and tear all these puppets to pieces.

"Huh-" The wolf at the front had already rushed to a distance of several feet in front of the first row of Yellow Turban wrestlers who were slowly advancing step by step, and let out a terrible howl in unison, and pounced head-on, Bai Sensen's fangs and claws skyrocketed by a few inches, and he was about to fall on those Yellow Turban wrestlers.

"Slash against the wind!"

Qi Baoshan, who was holding the Xuansoap Flag, suddenly let out a wild shout. In fact, he knew that as long as his mind moved, he could use the soap flag in his hand as a medium to direct these yellow turban wrestlers to make corresponding actions, but he still couldn't help but roar out.

With this shout, the first row of yellow turban wrestlers made a sword swing at the same time, and the momentum of the sword was fast, accurate and ruthless, and it was even more powerful.

All of the giant wolves that swooped down in the air were spared, and they were all slashed by the giant swords that swept through the air like lightning bolts.

The sword that was as wide as the palm of the hand passed, the huge bodies of those wolf warriors were broken like rotten wood, the split corpses rolled down to the ground, and the bloody blood rain sprayed from the sky dyed the yellow turban wrestler who was the first to discharge the sword all bloody, like a group of Shura evil ghosts drilled out of hell.

"Slash against the wind!" Qi Baoshan drank again.

The second row of Yellow Turban wrestlers sprinted forward, raised their feet and stepped heavily on the back of the Yellow Turban Wrestlers who were just right to bow their shoulders and hunched their backs with their swords in the front row, and their majestic bodies flew up like big birds, and the giant sword in their hands was raised high above the top, shooting down like nine days of thunder, and slashing a group of war wolves behind them with the momentum of falling bodies, easily tearing their bodies.

"Whirlwind Slash!" Qi Baoshan drank wildly again.

The body of the third row of Yellow Turban wrestlers swirled like a whirlwind, whistling through the gap between the two rows of Yellow Turban wrestlers in front, and then the sword in his hand danced with the rotation of his body, turning into a huge wheel-like phantom to wrap his body, and crashed into the wolves behind him fiercely.

This time, the situation was even more tragic, all the wolf warriors who were swept by the sword wheel immediately flew with flesh and blood, and countless severed limbs and stumps flew like rain.

Qi Baoshan commanded the Yellow Turban wrestlers to move like a mountain, and at the same time took turns to use the "Wind Trick Eight Slashes" created by Yu Tianlai for these Yellow Turban wrestlers, killing those wolf corpses all over the field, and more than half of them were lost in an instant.

Seeing such a tragic scene, Wei Qiyue in the Kuotuo people formation couldn't help but feel blood dripping from his heart and his eyes were about to split, and he hurriedly sent the bone flute to his lips and blew it hard.

After hearing a sharp whistle, the wolf warriors who saw their companions being slaughtered wantonly turned around and fled towards their own formation.

Qi Baoshan knew that speed had always been a weakness of the Yellow Turban Lux, so he also ordered to stop the pursuit.

Seeing that his wolf warrior had left the battlefield, Wei Qiyue slowly raised his palm with frost on his face. The ubiquitous wind between heaven and earth began to gather towards his palm, and in an instant, a pale cyan ball of light the size of a fist was formed, which was suspended several inches above his palm and slowly rotated.

"Kill the wolf warrior that this seat has painstakingly cultivated, and all of you will come to the funeral!"

After whispering this sentence containing endless killing intent in his mouth, he waved his palm lightly, and the pale cyan ball of light flew out lightly, expanding sharply in the air thousands of times before exploding, turning into countless swords, spears, spears, and swords transformed by the wind, but it seemed that the castration was shrouded in more than 10,000 Yellow Turban wrestlers and 10,000 Great Yin cavalry.

"This little white face really can't afford to lose!" Ah Qing said with a sneer, and the green thunder killing divine sword behind him jumped out of its sheath and landed in his palm, pointing diagonally towards the sky.

A strange bolt of lightning suddenly appeared in the cloudless clear sky, and the end was strangely divided into countless hair-thin electric rays like the roots of a plant, each of which captured a translucent weapon transformed by the power of the wind with such precision. With a deafening roar, the wind blades that had fallen on the heads of everyone on Da Yin's side were all shattered and turned into a messy breeze.

Wei Qiyue was shocked, her figure flashed and came to the front of the formation, and she shouted: "Who is the master here?

The green shadow flashed, and Ah Qing appeared opposite him out of thin air, pouting and saying, "This girl has been in the formation opposite you, it's just that you have no eyes!"

She was originally a puppet body, and her real body was hidden in this body refined from the body of the dryad, and her qi was ethereal and strange, and Wei Qiyue had indeed not sensed her existence before.

"Who is the master?" Even though she was standing opposite, Wei Qiyue still couldn't see through the depth of this tall and heroic woman, and asked in some surprise.

Ah Qing did it directly, and the "Green Thunder Killing Divine Sword" Zhonggong went straight in, and said in his mouth: "This girl Ah Qing, I am here to teach you this dog head today, look at the sword!"

Wei Qiyue hurriedly took out a scimitar shaped like a crescent moon and hurriedly returned it.

The two fought each other in front of the battle, and more than a dozen rounds passed in an instant.

Ah Qing knew that the other party also intended to take the opportunity of the fight to probe his own details, and he thought that he would only strike first, so he immediately fought with the other party with his body, but quietly escaped and flew in the air.

Her small body, which was only a foot long, stepped on the void, and the toothpick-like little sword pointed at the sky and shouted: "Zhou Tian Xingchen, turn into divine thunder." Take the sword as a guide to destroy the gods and immortals!"

A little blue light on the sword went straight into the sky, and when it landed, the Big Dipper appeared in the clear sky during the day, and seven dazzling thunderbolts of light the thickness of a bucket descended. This is exactly Ah Qing's self-created sword and thunder killer move "Star Zhu Immortal Thunder".

Wei Qiyue saw the seven thunderbolts falling with the momentum of destroying the heavens and the earth, and her face was extremely solemn. A silver wolf the size of a palm rose from the back of his head and took off into the air, instantly swelling into a behemoth with a length of more than ten zhang from the beginning to the end, but it was transformed by the original spirit out of the body.

This silver wolf primordial god raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth, and spit out a huge ball of light as bright as the moon, which split into seven in the air, facing the thunder light that fused with the murderous aura of the Big Dipper that fell from the Big Dipper.

The ball of light collided with the thunderbolt and died in a series of explosions.

At the moment when the last thunder light and light ball exploded, the green body in the air flashed in front of the giant wolf primordial god, and a small wooden sword wrapped in a layer of green and blue thunder light, stabbed at the center of the giant wolf's eyebrows with lightning speed, and it was closed with a touch.

The silver wolf froze like a carved clay sculpture at first, then its body faded until it disappeared completely.

Ah Qing's sword is the killer move at the bottom of the box, the "Green Thunder Killing Sword", and her sword is the nemesis of all spirits in the world. Wei Qiyue was out of his body, but he sent himself to death. Ah Qing only took out one sword, and the blue thunder light on the sword that specialized in annihilating the spirit body wiped out his primordial spirit.

Once the Yuan Shen was destroyed, Wei Qiyue's body became a walking corpse, and in front of the two armies, he appeared in his original form, turning into a silver giant wolf that was exactly the same as the image of the Yuan Shen.

"Kill!" Qi Baoshan saw that the people on the opposite side were panicked by Wei Qiyue's death, and immediately lost no time in giving the order to attack.

10,000 elite cavalry followed Qi Baoshan to cover up, and only one charge defeated the 10,000 Kuotuo cavalry on the opposite side, and chased them to the camp of the Kuotuo army.

The ten men and horses he had laid in ambush in advance launched together, broke into the Kuotuo army camp from all sides, and rampaged, turning a military camp that stretched for dozens of miles upside down and falling apart.

Di Gu Yuanhong did not expect that this battle would be so inexplicably defeated, and seeing that the general trend had gone, he could only abandon the camp and flee north under the escort of the master guards around him, preparing to reorganize the army and snow the shame of today's defeat.

This battle also announced that the war between the two countries had officially escalated to the level of cultivators.

When Potala learned of the fall of another Dharma protector, even if he was a living Buddha in the world, he couldn't help but be nameless, and immediately summoned a large number of Tantric monks from Uszang to personally lead them to the battlefield.

The Daomen monks in the territory of Dayin also got the above instructions from some channel, and they sent the elites of the sect to defect to Yu Tianlai, expressing their willingness to listen to his dispatch instructions and follow him to the Qi Baoshan army on the front line.