Cultivation In Troubled Times

Yunlang and shangbiluo lead Eryu's hundreds of friars to run all the way. They just want to get rid of the Shuyu allied forces. In the distance ahead of them, when the silver light was shining, the ER Yu practitioners, who had been preparing for a long time, suddenly sank and changed from forward sweep to dive, just like cannonballs, fell down.

The front was empty, and a silver light and rain had already appeared in the eyes of thousands of allied friars.

At the beginning, it was because of Eryu's body shape that blocked the silver rain in front of him. When they suddenly sank, the light and rain had come. Its speed shocked thousands of allied friars, and they were all in a daze.

Taixu was silent, but at this time, the silver rain sent out a long and harsh scream, sweeping, such as the silver wave snow tide, which had the advantage of being invincible, and the density of the sudden rain, which covered the sky and the earth, and had the trend of sweeping.

Thousands of alliance friars who could not dodge, and hundreds of people walking in front of them, were immediately covered by the silver rain. After the silver light disappeared, a thick blood mist appeared in the eyes of the monks behind.

Just as they were staying, the second piece of silver shining shower, with the shaking of endless starry sky, came close again. For a moment, the eyes of thousands of allied friars were filled with silver light.

Without waiting for the third wave of silver rain to appear, nearly a thousand coalition troops fell, suddenly there was a riot, and their bodies flickered and scattered. At this time, Wang Feng and his party had already connected with yunlang.

With the sound of "bang", Wang Feng's wings spread out, his blades trembled and turned into a golden light. The rest of the people also flashed forward with a huge killing opportunity.

Yunlang, shangbiluo and others can't help but be stunned. Suddenly, they see Mo Haitian and Hua linger's figure. There is no hesitation. They yell at the crowd: "kill!" At the command, the original deserter suddenly became a hunter.

As for the Allied forces, although nearly 1000 people were killed by Wang Feng's two waves of silver rain, there are still more than 2000 people left, including more than 100 boundless masters; On Wang Feng's side, together with yunlang and shangbiluo, there were less than 700 people. There is a big gap between the two sides.

Even so, because the Allied forces did not dare to form a centralized array, because they were afraid of the attack of silver rain, they had to spread out, which gave Wang Feng the chance to defeat each one.

The five Bu Xu elders followed Wang Feng closely. In the process of rapid plundering, a semicircular array had been set up. In a sudden whirl, they surrounded more than ten strong members of the Allied forces in the original territory, then closed the gap and began to kill.

Then hundreds of friars came from afar and locked their opponents. Before they got close, the magic weapons of the two sides had already been sacrificed. Let's have a fight.

For a moment, the sound of thunderbolt was loud, only the electric light was shining, and the divine light was dazzling. Before thousands of people on both sides got close, the fighting became white hot.

Wang Feng took the lead, his wings flapping, and his whole body turned into a streamer. His speed was faster than light and electricity. With a flash, several boundless strong men were cut off by the blade.

More than one hundred boundless masters are powerful. Even though they are not in the air, they are not far away from the power of the air. So Wang Feng didn't keep it. He had two evil swords in his hand. At the same time, the devil's eye broke out of his body. With a roar like thunder, he killed and quickly reaped the lives of many boundless masters.

In the face of Wang Feng's urgent attack, many boundless experts have fallen, and the rest of them have no time for him. They have been held back by Wang Feng, and they can't stop.

The killing on Wang Feng's side is naturally orderly. There are many boundless and powerful people under his command. As long as they take the opportunity to escape, they will perish. It's only a matter of time;

On the other side of the battlefield, thousands of people on both sides have been mixed up. From time to time, the loud noise and violent energy caused by self explosion have expanded rapidly, and many original monks on both sides have fallen one after another.

The three emperors and six men and the five elders of Buxu saw this and knew that if they went on like this, they would not be able to consume each other. After all, the number of allied forces is several times that of our own. At present, eleven people talked with each other for a while. Then they got close together and formed a big formation. Fuxi was in charge of the eyes of the formation. He sent out orders through the sound. A big killing formation in the form of eight trigrams immediately urged the movement.

The eight trigrams array was originally created by Fuxi. The whole people respect the universe. There is only one family, and there is no semicolon. When the array was in operation, the ten people on the periphery were shaking. The whole array, like a huge wheel shaped cutter, whirled to the place where the number of soldiers was relatively dense. Where we went, the blood was shining into the sky, and countless broken limbs were scattered around. A thick blood fog filled one side of the space.

Even so, because the number of people in the array is limited, there are only 11. Although the array is powerful, its lethality is not enough. Fuxi was also secretly anxious. He was afraid that the Allied forces would soon come up with effective means to deal with the eight trigrams.

Seeing that Wang Fengzheng was killed soundly, Fuxi had to send a message to him, telling him the current situation. Wang Feng's strength has swept the battlefield, and he has known the situation of the whole battlefield.

"Brother Yun, you take 20 men to join our big array. You are at your disposal... Brother Shang, you also take 20 men... Ling girl and brother Haitian, come along, too..."

The four men wrote to Wang Feng and found that Fuxi's great array was really mysterious and had achieved a lot. At the moment, there was no hesitation. Yunlang and shangbiluo quickly sent a message to Jiyu friar, and each of them brought 20 people into the array. As for hualing'er and mohaitian, they didn't have many companions, so they just took them all.

Nearly 100 strong men joined the big battle, Fu Xi suddenly became very energetic, arranged in good order and arranged in a neat way. In the big array, a hundred of them were in good shape in the thunder and lightning and cloud clusters.

"Boom"

At this time, the formation of the big eight trigrams array has increased several times, and the coverage of the array has expanded more than ten times. I saw all the people walking with the array, spinning and flying.

Around the circle of the battlefield, the great formation slowly shrinks inward, and the friars of the Allied forces are unable to resist the threat of the formation. They are losing step by step and have no choice but to press the front behind them; Where Da Zhen went, it was empty all around.

Wang Feng, who was fighting with dozens of boundless strongmen in the distance, saw the right time. In a round of attack, he forced all the boundless strongmen back. Then he turned over his wrist and lit his bow. A bright silver arrow sent out a roar of shock and emptiness and shot away.

After all this, Wang Feng didn't look at the result. He put away the silver bow and said, "it's your turn!"

"Boom"

In a frenzied tremor of the void, the dense figure of more than 1000 allied friars gathered together was swept by a wave of silver rain, and there was only a fraction left. It's like a big cake, suddenly bitten off by a big bite.