Wu Menglan, who was standing on the bow of the boat, looked at the hundreds of horsemen who rushed out to help, and her face was stunned, Miao Yi is the leader of these people?

She was a little skeptical that she had heard it wrong, you must know that these people are people from all over the Ten Palaces of Chenlu, Miao Yi raised his arms and shouted to make people from all walks of life in the Ten Palaces serve her life?

This is not an exaggeration, but seeing is believing, it is indeed Miao Yi who raised his arms and shouted, and immediately killed hundreds of horses from the Ten Palaces to help.

This is not Zhenhai Mountain, nor is it an ordinary monk, almost all of them are monks in the Qinglian realm, and they all did not hesitate to help Miao Yi with a shout!

I saw that Miao Yi's mount in the gallop suddenly lifted his front hooves and stood up, the sand and stones were agitated, he stopped urgently, pressed down his front hooves, turned around to face the rushing enemy, waved the anti-scale gun, and let out a dragon groan, pointing directly at Wang Tianlun and others, and shouted in a deep voice: "Kill!"

"Kill!" The more than 400 horsemen rushing behind him echoed the sky, and the morale was so high that the blood of the people watching the battle was boiling.

Infected by the momentum of the rumbling charge, Hei Tan seemed to like this atmosphere of charging and fighting very much, his eyes flashed with excitement, he shook his head and tail, and his four hooves stepped impatiently, but Miao Yi suppressed it, sat firmly on its back, his face was cold, the anti-scale gun in his hand did not move, and the gun pointed in front of him unmoved.

All he had to do was unite these people behind him, and he had done it.

More than 400 horsemen shouted behind him to kill like a tide, and Miao Yi, who was standing still, quickly diverted, killed from the left and right, and converged again, advancing like a rainbow, and the red scarves on everyone's arms were hunting and drifting.

Miao Yi heard that there was a lone horse behind him, and he did not rush to kill with the crowd. Slightly wary, he looked back and pointed his gun back. I saw Qi Xiuhong, who was wearing a plain yellow dress, looking at him with some anxiety, being pointed at by a gun, stopped behind him, her face was slightly red, and her head bowed a little ashamedly.

Her cultivation is too low here, and she doesn't have any magic weapon in her hand, so she can face an enemy casually. I'm afraid that I will be killed with just one face, and rushing forward is tantamount to sending him to death.

Miao Yi understood, and the gun in his hand moved away from her. didn't say anything, looked back and looked ahead, Qi Xiuhong was quietly behind him.

More than 200 horsemen led by Wang Tianlun suddenly rushed to kill twice as many of their own men and horses, and their morale was significantly higher than that of their own. In particular, the three Qinglian Nine Rank Cultivators who rushed to the front were extremely conspicuous. There are also a lot of six, seven, or eight products in the back.

Feelings: Miao Yi's 'you and I have no one' is not bluffing, but there are really more people than them.

The disciples of the three major sects were startled, obviously a little flustered.

Wang Tianlun was even more surprised, he had few people, and he suffered a lot from such a hard encounter, and he couldn't show the advantages of the three major factions, but he was too negligent under Miao Yi's single-handedly teasing, and he suddenly killed such a surprise army that caught everyone off guard. In the blink of an eye, there is no time to prepare for them anymore. It's too late to dodge.

This is actually the battlefield of the cultivation world, and the use of tactics on the battlefield is very important, which is the so-called being attacked by surprise.

In a hurry, he could only resist, Wang Tianlun urgently shouted: "Sword Leaving Palace disciple, Sword Array!"

More than ten long swords behind him flew out first, and hundreds of flying swords burst out in an instant, but the momentum of the opposing camp continued unabated, and they waved their weapons and magic weapons to resist.

There was a clanging sound, and the people and horses rushing to the front on Miao Yi's side didn't have anything to do, because they were all people with advanced cultivation like Zhao Fei, but more than a dozen people fell in the middle in an instant, and some of the injured and undead were trampled by the flying hooves that rumbled from behind.

This could not be avoided in the midst of a large number of men and horses, and none of the monks who rushed to kill had experienced anything like this, and no one was sad or sympathetic.

"Wang Tianlun, how dare you deceive me No one in the Red Turban League, Zhao Fei is here, suffer death!"

Zhao Fei, who rushed to the front in an instant, shouted angrily, and a Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand slashed down wildly, such a good opportunity, after all, he is also the master of the mansion, how can he not see that the advantage is on his side, how can he give the other party another opportunity to prepare, naturally rush up and kill at any cost.

With a bang, Wang Tianlun's two swords in his hands were cut and stopped!

The place where the two horsemen stepped on the hooves instantly cracked and sank a few points, the mana rolled out violently, the dust exploded, and the two people of comparable strength fought together in an instant, killing you to the death.

The people and horses behind the two sides collided like a tide.

"Slut suffers death!" Sikong Fearless, who rushed wildly, slashed off the head of the Qinglian Nine-Rank female cultivator of the Jade Girl Sect with a long axe.

The two were entangled together, and Wang Yuetian, who followed, slashed out a spear, and joined forces with Sikong Fearless to fight against the Qinglian Nine-Rank Female Cultivator, and under the mana agitation and strangulation, the dust exploded, and it was difficult for those with poor cultivation to intervene.

In the face of the joint attack of the two Qinglian Nine Rank masters, the female cultivator was also very good, holding one of the nine whips in her hand, as if calling two double sticks, blocking left and right, and wearing a second-grade treasure armor on her body.

Unexpectedly, when a Qinglian eight-rank monk from the Red Turban Alliance rushed behind, he saw a flaw, and suddenly stabbed a shot diagonally into the belly of the female cultivator's mount, and the mount immediately fell over in pain.

The female cultivator was taken aback, and as soon as the fallen body raised its arm to support Wang Yuetian's spear, the fearless long axe had already been slashed from behind.

Poof! Blood exploded, but in just a few moments, the Jade Girl Sect, the master of the Qinglian Nine Ranks, was beheaded off.

This is the case with large-scale melees, if you are not careful, it is useless for you to cultivate to a high point, there are open guns and hidden arrows everywhere, and it is normal to die unexpectedly.

At this time, the two camps had already rushed together, the dragon horses neighed, the personnel screamed, and almost more than 700 horses together were in a tragic melee.

Under such a scuffle, it is difficult to use any flying sword or any secret method, the surrounding swords are eyeless, and there are dragon foals colliding everywhere, everyone is too busy to take care of themselves, no one dares to have the slightest negligence, they are just desperate.

At this time, in the case of equal strength of the two sides, the advantage of more people fighting fewer people was immediately reflected, as if two fists were difficult to defeat four hands, plus the master with huge lethality was entangled by the opponent's master, the three major factions could be said to be more and more panicked the more they fought, and they felt that there were people and horses of the Red Turban League everywhere, as if they were surrounded by the Red Turban League.

Killing the Jade Maiden Sect as the highest person, Situ Wuxing and Wang Yuetian both glanced at the red scarf tied on each other's arms, looked at each other and smiled, Wang Yuetian suddenly waved his gun and pointed at Wang Tianlun, who was fighting with Zhao Fei, Zhao Fei seemed to be slightly inferior, not Wang Tianlun's opponent.

The two of them immediately rode forward, slashing left and right all the way, helping other fierce people in the Red Turban Alliance to break the siege, killing more than ten people all the way, and finally came to Zhao Fei's side and trapped Wang Tianlun in the middle.

Zhao Feizheng secretly said that it was not good, and suddenly saw two allies of Qinglian Jiupin coming to help, and his spirit was immediately lifted, and the offensive in his hands intensified.

The three Qinglian Jiupin masters besieged, under the fierce attack of one gun, one halberd, and one axe, Wang Tianlun, who wielded a double sword and slashed and resisted, suddenly showed grief and indignation, and a group of miscellaneous people who had seen the three major factions trembling in the past had now trapped themselves to death.

The fearless man who was besieging suddenly swept towards Lu with an axe, and Wang Tianlun's mount let out a neigh, and one of his mount's legs was cut off.

The mount overturned, Wang Tianlun flew up, but was smashed on the head by the Fang Tianhua halberd picked up by Zhao Fei, Wang Tianlun's double swords were erected, and the flying figure was directly suppressed.

Before the person landed, the "bang" on the armor behind him suffered a heavy blow, shaking his body, although there was a second-grade armor body to withstand the fatal blow, but in front of him was a black shadow flashed, an axe shadow swept over, and then he felt that his sight was flying.

He saw with his own eyes that the dauntless man below swung his axe, and a headless body in armor spurted hot blood from his broken neck, and then he was unconscious.

"Ha Lu Ha! happy!" Sikong fearlessly raised his axe and laughed wildly, although it was a joint effort, but the two Qinglian Nine Rank monks of the three major factions were all beheaded by him, and he usually didn't have the opportunity to kill the people of the three major factions.

After laughing, he found that Wang Tianlun and Zhao Fei had already rushed out left and right to continue fighting, Sikong fearless smiled, and attacked with an axe on his face, rushing forward in a straight line, but whenever he ran into the disciples of the three major factions who were fighting with the Red Turban Alliance, he immediately went up and cut down with an axe.

The two masters of the three major factions with the greatest lethality were beheaded, and almost no one could stop the three of them, not to mention that the three of them were not the main attack now, they only needed to rush back and forth in the battle formation to help the rest of the Red Turban Alliance, how could the disciples of the three major factions in the fierce battle withstand such a sneak attack, the casualty rate increased instantly, and the battle situation became more and more one-sided.

At this time, Miao Yi, who was watching the battle with a tense expression, slowly breathed a sigh of relief, the deadly threat to himself from the three major factions should be lifted, and his efforts were not in vain.

Qi Xiuhong, who was riding quietly behind, pursed her lips and said nothing.

The biggest advantage of the three major factions in the Sea of Stars is over, and they really suffered a heavy fatal blow before they succeeded, and the other people watching the battle sighed, even if the three major factions got out of the way, they wanted to continue to survive in the Sea of Stars, but they were afraid that they could only run to the eaves of others and nod their heads.

Everyone couldn't figure out why Su Jinggong and the others couldn't get along with a strong enemy like Miao Yi, didn't this make trouble for the three major factions?

Su Jinggong, who had fled into the sea and finally emerged, appeared on the side of the ten big ships, thinking that it was safer to be close to Wu Menglan's side, but as soon as he came out of the sea and saw the battle situation clearly, the whole person was stunned, not only the people who left the palace with the sword were almost finished, but even the people from the Jade Maiden Sect and the Royal Beast Gate were almost finished, how could this be?

Wu Menglan, who was standing on the boat and watching the battle, frowned, and before he could confront the people of the other five countries, there was infighting here, and it was killed by a large number of people and horses.

Chenlu sent people to participate in the meeting, naturally he didn't want to go home empty-handed, and naturally he also hoped to occupy some seats in the list of 100 people in the Xingzhu Sea Rebellion, the three major factions actually still have some means, and when fighting against foreign enemies, they will not let outsiders underestimate Chenlu's people, but the means have not been shown, just landed, and they were killed by a surprise attack by Chenlu's own people.

"He did it, and Miao Yi thief did it to our mount......" Su Jinggong, who was half-exposed in the water, suddenly seemed to have figured out something, muttering to himself.

Wu Menglan glanced at it, and suddenly dodged to the side of the ship. (To be continued......)