Three days later, the rousing drums of war suddenly sounded in the big tent of the Chinese army.

Hearing the sound of war drums, all the monks gathered to the big tent of the Chinese army, and Li Zhe was of course no exception.

In a few breaths, the army of Yunmeng Sect had all gathered in front of the Chinese military tent, and Shen Zhoutian, Wu Tianci and other high-level monks were already ready to go.

Shen Zhoutian looked at the more than a hundred monks majestically and said, "The army of the three factions has already come to call for battle outside my camp, what should we do?"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

In the Yunmeng Sect array, the crowd was furious, shouting and killing one after another.

The Yunmeng Sect collapsed, and the disciples under the sect naturally had no good fruit to eat, and no one could see the stakes.

Shen Zhoutian raised his right hand, made a gesture of pressing down, and shouted to kill.

"This battle is related to the luck of my Yunmeng Sect in the future. I hope that all the disciples will share the same hatred and go all out. The rewards and punishments of the sect are clear, and the monks of the three factions who kill and injure are rewarded heavily. After this battle, you can register with Senior Brother Guan, and only after returning to the sect will you be rewarded for your meritorious deeds. ”

Shen Zhoutian pointed to a black-faced old Jindan period monk standing beside him and said.

"In the same way, if you fear the enemy, you will be punished by the door rules. The disciples who went out to fight could not support themselves except for being seriously injured, and no one could retreat into the big array. The disciples who stayed behind should take good care of the camp, and if they put in disciples who were not injured for personal gain, they would also be severely punished. ”

"Let's fight. After speaking, Shen Zhoutian turned into a thunderbolt and escaped out of the big array, followed by more than a hundred rays of light.

The armies of the three factions lined up in a neat lineup before the battle of Yunmeng Sect, with a total of more than 300 monks, of which there were about 50 Jindan stage monks, and the rest were all cultivators of the spirit seed stage.

In the structure of the disciples of the three sects, this low proportion of monks in the Jindan period is related to the method of casting a wide net of disciples adopted by their sects.

Among the three factions, the strength of King Kong Mountain is the strongest, so Shi Yufeng, the strongest Jindan monk in King Kong Mountain, naturally became the commander of the coalition army.

With the current size of the three sects, any one of them would far surpass the Yunmeng Sect in terms of the number of disciples.

However, because of the method of accepting disciples by the three factions of casting a wide net, the base of disciples is large, but the spiritual root is low, and the vast majority of disciples only have the cultivation of the spiritual period.

The proportion of disciples in the spirit seed stage is not too high, and the proportion of Jindan stage monks is even lower.

Shen Zhoutian flew to stand in front of the army of the three factions, and the disciples behind him also formed a straight line.

The armies of the two sides lined up in two straight lines on the plain, far away from each other, and the air was full of murderous atmosphere, and a big battle would break out at any time.

Compared with the alliance of the three factions, the number of Yunmeng Sect was at a great disadvantage, less than half of the opponent's. Among them, there are more than 30 monks in the Jindan period and nearly 100 monks in the spirit seed stage.

Although the monks of the Yunmeng Sect are known for their pure mana and strong combat power, the gap between them and the three factions in terms of numbers is too big, and they are not enough to fight with one enemy and two.

Comparing the strength of the two sides, there is no doubt that the Yunmeng Sect will be at a disadvantage, which is also the reason why the three factions of the alliance took the initiative to kill today.

On the side of the three-faction coalition army, one person came out of the crowd, and it was Shi Yufeng, the commander of the coalition army.

Shi Yufeng came to the front of the formation and shouted to the Yunmeng Sect: "Please ask Shen Daoyou to come out and answer." ”

"If you have any advice, please ask Shi Daoyou to tell me. Shen Zhoutian turned into a flash of lightning and fled to Shi Yufeng and said coldly.

Shi Yufeng didn't care about Shen Zhoutian's cold attitude, and said: "Shen Daoyou, you have also seen that this time is different from the past, and the strength of our three-faction alliance is far stronger than your Yunmeng Sect. I advise you to accept the proposal of our three factions and divide the spirit stone mine equally, so as to save a lot of war and increase casualties. ”

Shen Zhoutian laughed and said, "Shi Daoyou, do you have a brain, what you said is really ridiculous. If this proposal can be accepted, will the sect still need to put up this battle?"

Shi Yufeng sneered, shook his arms and showed the magic weapon Xuantie Mixed Yuan Card, and said viciously: "It seems that Shen Daoyou is going to refuse my kindness, then our three factions don't have to be polite to you." ”

Shi Yufeng turned his face, and the monks of the three factions behind him also took out magic weapons and magic weapons one after another, preparing to start a war.

"That's right. Now, there is no need to talk nonsense, let's compete with each other based on strength. Let's fight. ”

Speaking of the word war, he specially accentuated his tone, and his soaring murderous aura burst out.

He sacrificed the Tiangang Demon Sword, conjured up four electric swords, and attacked Shi Yufeng and the three Jindan late-stage monks behind him respectively, wanting to pull the strongest people of the other party into his battle circle.

Being at an absolute disadvantage in terms of numbers, Shen Zhoutian had already agreed with the other Jindan period monks that once the war started, he and Wu Tianci and several of the strongest Jindan period monks would drag the stronger Jindan period monks as much as possible. It is not about winning, it is only about delaying time.

In this way, the remaining Yunmeng Sect Jindan period cultivators can give full play to the heads-up advantage of strong individual strength.

If you can win quickly, you can close the gap in the number of Jindan monks between the two sides.

As for the Spirit Seed Stage cultivators with a larger gap in numbers, Shen Zhoutian did not have a special arrangement, he only asked them to fight bravely to kill the enemy.

If you can't hold on, you will flee back to the big array, and the final result of the battle will depend on the victory or defeat of the Jindan period monks' fighting methods.

As soon as Shen Zhoutian's word "battle" came out, countless words of "war" broke out in the Yunmeng Sect's army array.

Each of them sacrificed his own magic weapons and magic weapons to rush over, and the three monks came up to meet them, and a great war broke out.

The battlefield of the Great War was obviously divided into two levels, and the monks of the Jindan period chose the battlefield at a high altitude, so as not to accidentally injure the monks of the Spirit Seed Stage in the aftermath of their battle.

The battlefield of the monks of the Spirit Seed Stage was concentrated in mid-air not high above the ground, and the two sides did not interfere with each other.

For a while, the two sides fought together on a battle line dozens of miles long, and the two magic weapons and magic weapons were exhausted, drawing countless rays of light of different colors in the sky, attacking the opposite side.

Countless rays of light collided, accompanied by various loud noises, bursting out of colorful clusters of light, stirring up sand and rocks, covering the sky, and the battle was very fierce.

The armies of the Jindan period monks on both sides collided together, and the plan of the Yunmeng Sect was not implemented smoothly, and the three factions were not fools, and the monks of the Yunmeng Sect were not given a chance to break through at all.

Every Yunmeng Sect monk was besieged by more than two monks of the three factions, and it was obvious that the three factions had already taken countermeasures.

The monks of the Jindan period fought together, and they couldn't tell the winner for a while.

Compared with the battlefield of the Jindan stage monks, on the side of the spirit seed stage monks, the Yunmeng Sect has a greater numerical disadvantage.

The monks of the Yunmeng Sect were often besieged by two or three people on the other side, and they were completely at a disadvantage.

After the big battle, Li Zhe was unwilling to be left behind, and he took the lead in shouting and killing, rushed to the camp of the three factions, and quickly pounced on a Jade Sword Sect sword cultivator in the early stage of the spirit seed.

This sword cultivator was dressed in white, and his face was in his early thirties, with an ordinary appearance, and he used a fire-type flying sword.

Seeing Li Zhe rushing over, he was not afraid, the realm of the two sides was the same, as a sword cultivator, he was not much weaker than the monk of Yunmeng Sect, and he used the flying sword to fight Li Zhe.

There are too many people on the other side, and Li Zhe's idea is to quickly solve the weak people on the other side and narrow the gap in numbers as soon as possible.

Because of the fire spirit body, the power of the fire flying sword against Li Zhe was greatly reduced, so he chose this sword cultivator, wanting to fight for one or two swords, and quickly burst the body of this sword cultivator at close range.

Li Zhe cast the Fire Escape Technique, quickly approached the sword cultivation, and soon a flaming giant fire sword stabbed at him.

Li Zhe rushed forward unabated, swung the brute elephant gauntlet, and directly cast a magnifying move to the rainstorm meteor, and the two fists turned into dazzling golden meteors, hitting the tip of the Flame Flying Sword like raindrops.

The Flame Flying Sword's advance was immediately blocked, and it was no longer able to stab forward even half an inch.

Under the impact of Li Zhe's Venus meteor shower, the flames of the flying sword's body were quickly dispersed.

Seeing that if he persisted, the flying sword might be damaged, and the sword cultivator did not dare to take the risk, so he had to recall the flying sword.

Without the blocking of the flying sword, Li Zhe quickly approached the sword cultivator.

The assault just now made Jian Xiu understand the terrible thing about Li Zhe, and he hurriedly changed his attack to a guerrilla fight.

If it was a one-on-one fight, Li Zhe would be able to solve this sword cultivator by seizing this opportunity, but unfortunately this was a melee.

The white-clothed sword cultivator dodged while shouting for help.

The cry for help quickly attracted the attention of two fellow sword cultivators, one was in the early stage of the spirit seed and the other was in the middle stage of the spirit seed.

Seeing the crisis of their peers, they immediately forced their opponents back and used flying swords to attack Li Zhe.

Li Zhe had just had the opportunity to get close to the white-clothed sword cultivator, and was about to take him down with one punch, but unfortunately, two gold-based flying swords flashed from behind.

After the advanced spirit seed stage, Li Zhe's physical strength was not comparable to that of a body refiner, and he was not sure that he could resist the two gold-based flying swords that were famous for their sharpness.

If he wants to kill the white-clothed sword in front of him, Li Zhe will have to fight to suffer these two swords, and his life may not be lost, and it is inevitable that he will be seriously injured.

In such a scuffle, the wounded monk would immediately become the first target for the enemy.

Therefore, being injured means that the chances of survival are greatly reduced, and Li Zhe would not do such a stupid thing.

In desperation, Li Zhe could only give up killing his opponent and flee to the side with fire.

The two flying swords stabbed into the air, but the white-clothed sword cultivator who was chased and killed escaped being killed.

After settling down, the white-clothed sword cultivator also joined the siege of Li Zhe, a fire sword, two golden swords flew up and down, turning into three rapid rays of light, one red and two yellow, stabbing at Li Zhe again and again.

In the face of the approaching flying swords, Li Zhe was not afraid, and punched a fist shadow wall over him, forcing the three flying swords two feet away from his body, and there was no danger for a while.

However, it is not possible to go on in such a stalemate, with one enemy and three, you can only defend passively, the mana consumption is extremely high, and most of the time is lost.

High in the sky, Shen Zhoutian and Wang Ziyan, who were fighting with the monks of the three factions, had been paying close attention to Li Zhe and immediately discovered his crisis.

However, in the face of the siege of many Jindan period monks, they could only barely be defeated, and they could not spare their hands to rescue at all, so they could only do it in a hurry.