My Master is Lin Zhengying

"Do not……"

The onmyoji couldn't dodge it, looked at the attacking long sword, and instinctively shouted.

But his voice stopped abruptly.

Then, he fell into a pool of blood.

The body was also gradually frozen into an ice sculpture by the cold air released by Xiaoyu.

Nanchen and Xiaoyu teamed up, and in less than [-] seconds, they solved a ground-level master, which greatly boosted morale.

"Nan Chen is mighty!"

"The female ghost girl is mighty..."

"Kill all these Fusang dogs!"

"Kill..."

Morale soared.

The battle became more intense.

The death toll continued to mount.

On Nanchen's side, under the premise that the number of people and the average cultivation level were behind, they still resisted the attack of Fusang Onmyoji.

Even, it has a slight advantage.

This made Hua Muzi, who was watching from a distance, almost cough up a mouthful of old blood in anger.

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After Hanakoki saw that the high-ranking subordinates were dispatched, the situation still did not change, which made her very, very angry.

The number of people is more than three times that of the opponent.

Not to mention the six hundred Fusang Yinyang umbrella's subordinates, there are hundreds of corpse soldiers.

At the same time, more than a dozen earth-level masters were dispatched.

But the situation is still not reversed.

If the fight continues like this, the casualties of one's own side will increase.

"What's going on, why can't we take down this group of Chinese Taoist priests.

You go and have a look, let Sato speed up the cleaning, don't let me down too much. "

Hanakoki was furious.

She cherishes her life like gold, and under normal circumstances, she would not put herself in danger.

The subordinates of the onmyoji next to him took orders and left immediately.

Not long after, he ran back quickly:

"Your Excellency Huazimu, among the Chinese Taoist priests, there are several very powerful high-ranking powerhouses.

Your Excellency Sato and others were completely dragged down. "

"A high-level powerhouse?"

"Yeah, they're very good, always guarding the formation.

The formation of the Chinese Taoist priests was not chaotic, but our troops kept rushing upwards, so our casualties were even greater.

The Taoist priest of China has not completely collapsed..."

The Fusang Onmyoji who went to visit the letter told the latest battle situation on the front line.

Hua Muzi also immediately thought of Daoist Yongming, Uncle Jiu, and that female ghost.

These were the keys to her failure to attack Baishamen last time.

But after asking, except for these people this time.

There are also some more ground-level combat powers, such as the four-eyed Taoist priest who holds a giant que, and the Qianhe Taoist priest who can use a flying sword.

The most eye-catching thing is the Nine Fingers God who can fight "on par" with his subordinate Sato.

Of course, Nine Fingers God nun is releasing water to hide his cultivation.

This is also part of their plan.

Without being at an absolute disadvantage, Nine Fingers God Nun would not be able to use the Heaven Rank cultivation base for the time being.

It is mainly to paralyze the opponent and leave a hole card for one's own side.

Whether it is offense or defense, as long as there are cards in the hole, it is easy to deal with.

If the strength is exposed early, the opponent will have a targeted plan.

Therefore, from the appearance of Nine Fingers to the present, the strength of the cultivation base that Nine Fingers has been using is only the ninth level of the earth.

After receiving this information, Huazimu frowned first, and then a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Suoga, from this point of view, the Baishamen have really mobilized, and all their trump cards and battle strength have been dispatched."