Li Xiangjun gave an order, and more than 700 semi-spiritual warriors rushed to kill on the broken meat and blood on the ground. The big swords in their hands glowed with fierce sword light in the heavy fog, and they turned into a terrifying murderous aura. . More than two hundred disciples of the Chaos Pavilion were hit by a volley of volleys of platoon spirit cannons. Nearly fifty people were killed on the spot, and hundreds of people were injured to varying degrees. After all, the penetration power of the platoon spirit cannons was not as good as that of the Linggang heavy artillery. The hundreds of Chaos Pavilion disciples behind him escaped and were completely intact.
Peng! The two teams immediately engaged in a melee, and most of the injured Chaos Pavilion disciples who fell to the ground were cut into pieces with random swords. The disciples of Chaos Pavilion reacted after a brief period of confusion and began to fight back wildly. Several semi-spirits were immediately killed by the sword.
"Kill!" Both sides turned red-eyed and instinctively swung their weapons to kill.
"Don't scatter!" Li Xiangjun shouted at the top of his lungs, trying to restrain the semi-spiritual warriors and not scatter the formation. However, this kind of melee involving nearly a thousand people, the killing and shouting of killings were loud, and these semi-spirits were not regular troops with strict orders and prohibitions. It was useless even if Li Xiangjun shouted to break his throat.
The sound of the sharp sword piercing the flesh was endless, and the bloody stumps fell to the ground with blood. People fell all the time, and there were more and more corpses on the ground. There were Chaos Pavilion disciples and semi-spiritual people, all alive. lives perished one after another. Seeing her tribe members dying one by one, Tao Feifei felt distressed and angry. She smashed the head of a spiritual cultivator with a cane. This guy's sword had just cut the throat of a semi-spiritual girl.
Although more than 700 people were beating around 100 people, the strength of physical cultivators was still too far behind that of immortal cultivators. The semi-spiritual clan would have traded three lives for one life of a Chaos Pavilion disciple. This was still a close-range melee. Chaos Pavilion The disciples were unable to exert the results of sword driving and magical attacks, and the half-spirits all wore second-grade low-level defensive suits, otherwise five lives would not be able to exchange for one of the opponent's.
Li Xiangjun watched as the Semi-Spirit tribesmen continued to die in battle, and beads of sweat oozed from the back of his neck. If the fight continued like this, the more than 100 people in the Chaos Pavilion would be doomed to be wiped out, and three to four hundred of the Semi-Spirit tribesmen would also die. , let alone the semi-spiritual clan, I am afraid Chu Jun cannot accept this result.
But in this situation, Li Xiangjun is obviously powerless. After all, she is not a general who can lead the army. It is okay to let her sit behind the scenes and take charge of the overall situation and formulate strategies, but it is not okay to let her personally lead the troops and direct the battle.
Li Xiangjun took out the Linggang Heavy Cannon and blasted a guy who was riding a flying mount and killing with a sword. This guy was powerful and had air superiority. At least seven semi-spirits died under him. of men. Although Li Xiangjun couldn't control the situation, he was very aware of the situation, so he attacked this lethal guy as soon as he took action. This Chaos Pavilion disciple reacted very quickly. He jumped up quickly on the back of his flying mount, and avoided the blow of the Ling Gang heavy cannon with his flying sword. His mount was directly blown to pieces.
This Chaos Pavilion disciple stared at Li Xiangjun in shock and anger, hesitantly smiled and rushed towards her: "Bitch, you are looking for death!"
The Linggang Heavy Cannon has a long cooldown and is powerful for long-distance attacks, but it is just a burden in close combat. As soon as Li Xiangjun put away the Linggang Heavy Cannon, this Chaos Pavilion disciple had already rushed forward and pinched Li Xiangjun's throat as fast as lightning, obviously intending to capture her alive. Li Xiangjun had no time to react and could only subconsciously lean back.
"Hey!"
Yujia was as strong and vigorous as a female leopard full of explosive power. She rushed over with long strides and slashed the Chaos Pavilion disciple's waist with her big sword. The sword was round and majestic. This Chaos Pavilion disciple had no choice but to give up catching Li Xiangjun and wave his sword to block the attack.
when! There was a loud noise, and the Chaos Pavilion foundation-building disciple almost made the flying sword fly out of his hand, and he couldn't help but scream. The force of Yujia's sword was at least over 10,000 kilograms, which was five times the limit of two thousand kilograms for a fifth-level physical practitioner. It was no wonder that this foundation-building disciple was caught off guard.
Li Xiangjun took the opportunity to retreat, raised his hand and hit the Chaos Pavilion disciple with an ice pick in the face, but was blocked by a magic shield formed by the other party.
when!
Although this disciple of Chaos Pavilion was surprised, he was still in the Foundation Establishment stage. He cut off the big sword in Yujia's hand with a backhand sword, and then wiped her neck with a casual sword.
The cold light flashed past, and a round-moon scimitar flew towards me, blocking the fierce sword strike of the Chaos Pavilion disciple. Shao Minjiao jumped at him with a scream: "Leave this person to me!"
Shao Min instantly fought with this Chaos Pavilion disciple. At this time, more than 20 foundation builders including Shangguan Yu and Shaowen also arrived. With the addition of these powerful helpers, the situation suddenly changed, and the casualties of the semi-spirits were greatly reduced. Tao Feifei was shocked when she saw this, and she swept her Taomu crutch towards the waist of a thin Chaos Pavilion disciple. This thin man was flattening the cheek of a semi-spirit with one punch, and his face was stained with blood. When he noticed the sound of wind behind him, he suddenly turned around and glared. The ferocious look in his eyes made Tao Feifei's heart tremble.
The skinny short man still had time to laugh ferociously, and then he held Tao Feifei's mahogany crutch with his sword, and the edge of the sword followed the crutch and cut straight into Tao Feifei's hand holding the crutch. This move to hit the snake with the stick was so fast that Tao Feifei had no choice but to let go and give up the crutch and retreat quickly. The thin man smiled, stretched out his toes, and viciously kicked Tao Fei's lower body. At the same time, he screamed: "Kick you bitch!"
This kick was so fast and fierce that it really hit the target and exploded. Tao Feifei was so ashamed and angry that she rolled away in embarrassment to avoid it!
The skinny short man obviously didn't intend to let Tao Feifei go, so he caught up with her a few steps, then raised his foot and continued to step hard on Tao Feifei's lower three vital points. He was really perverted. Tao Feifei's pretty face turned pale, and she had no time to hide this time. The skinny short man showed morbid excitement on his face, as if he had seen the stunning beauty in front of him covering her bloody vagina and screaming in pain. At this moment, the ground where the skinny short man was standing on one foot sank. The guy suddenly lost his balance and fell back with a scream.
Jam! The kick he kicked with all his strength was in the air and he was dislocated.
Whoosh! A little guy made of pink and jade emerged from the ground. He pursed his lips and pointed. The cold light hit the thin man's throat, and blood immediately spattered. The skinny man's throat was eroded by the Yin Yuan force, leaving a huge bloody hole. He died before he could even scream, his eyes wide open as he died. Because one leg was sunk into the soil and the thin man's center of gravity was low, the body actually maintained the independent posture of a golden rooster.
"Xiao Xiao, thank you!" Tao Feifei said gratefully.
"My name is Zhao Ling, please call me Xiao Ling'er!" Xiao Xiao, who was wearing a plaid skirt, said displeasedly.
Tao Feifei patted her little head lovingly: "My sister called me the wrong one, Little Ling'er!"
"Don't touch your head!" Xiaoxiao rolled his eyes cutely, swooped into the ground, and the next moment emerged from the ground more than ten meters away and attacked a Chaos Pavilion disciple.
The melee lasted for less than half an hour and finally ended. Except for more than ten disciples of the Chaos Pavilion who escaped, all the rest were killed. The semi-spirits also paid the price of nearly a hundred deaths. The square in front of the Divine Thunder Palace was filled with blood. Corpses littered the ground.
The battle between ordinary disciples is over, but the battle at the golden elixir level is still going on.
In the sky above Tielang Peak, the three brothers Shao Qian and Huang Qi were locked in an inextricable fight with Yuen Long. Ning Zhongtian, Yu Zhenzi, and Wen Yue each faced off against an early-stage Golden Elixir master.
At present, there are only eight of the thirteen golden elixirs left in Chaos Pavilion, and one golden elixir on the Zhengtianmen side died and two were seriously injured.
The sky has turned completely dark, the fog on Tielang Peak has completely dissipated, and the air is filled with the pungent smell of blood. Li Xiangjun and others are treating the injured while watching the battle in the sky. With the addition of Shangguan Yu, Shao Min and others, the balance of victory began to tilt towards Zhengtianmen. Under the siege of Yu Zhenzi, Shangguan Yu, and Shao Min's brothers and sisters, a golden elixir from the Chaos Pavilion was destroyed, and the advantage was slowly expanding.
At this time, a team of about a hundred people flew toward Tielang Peak in the darkness of night. The first person was carrying a rusty broken sword and was covered with a layer of white armor. It was Fan Jian and the others who were rushing after burning the Chaos Pavilion. Back, the guy with the big hammer was carrying a three-hundred-jin hammer in one hand, and a dying beautiful woman in the other hand. It was Liu Rushi, the fourth lady who had tipped off the news.
"Haha, it's Fan Jian and the others who are back. Yuen Long, your Chaos Pavilion lair has been destroyed!" Shaowen laughed.
Yuen Long and others saw clearly that the woman in the hand of the big mallet was Liu Rushi, and they couldn't help but feel wildly in their hearts, as if they had been hit on the head with a stick. One of them, Jin Dan, lost his mind and was immediately killed by Wen Yue Zhenren. Yu Zhenzi took the opportunity One move of Thunder Dragon Break directly split it into two pieces.
Yuen Long was frightened and angry. He pushed Shao Xuan away with his sword and retreated quickly, shouting at the same time: "Retreat!"
The old nest was taken away, and the Venerable didn't show up for so long. The situation was very bad. Yuen Long knew that the situation was over, and if he didn't leave now, his life would be buried here sooner or later.
The remaining five Jindan elders had long thought of retreating. When they saw Yuen Long escaping, they became even more confused and flew back to prepare to escape.
"If you want to run away, ask about Grandpa's sword!" Fan Jian shouted coldly, and a cold star pierced Yuen Long.
Yuen Long raised his hand and struck out with a palm, condensing a giant palm of chaos out of thin air, slapping Fan Jian hard, and flew away in the air without losing speed.
Bang! Fan Jian was shot and flew away!
"Mountain!" Shao Qian fired a spell.
Yuen Long chopped up the 10,000-kilogram stone mountain into pieces with one strike of his sword. He was already flying a hundred meters away. He turned around and shouted sternly: "I want to leave, who can stop me? Just wait, I will not give up. I I want you to be restless at Tianmen!"
Everyone's expressions changed slightly, and they all knew that if Yuen Long escaped, the consequences would be disastrous. If a guy in the late Jindan stage wanted to take revenge by any means, it would be a very scary thing. He was not afraid of thieves, but was afraid of being remembered, not to mention that he was still a person. A powerful thief!
Seeing Yuen Long fleeing away, a piece of green shirt came rushing towards him from a distance, leaving a long series of afterimages in the space!
Yuen Long's expression suddenly changed and he shouted in disbelief: "It's you!"
Chu Jun held the Thunder Dragon Sword and stopped suddenly in the air. Yuen Long was stunned as if he had seen a ghost!
"You...you actually escaped from the hands of His Holiness?"
Yuen Long stared at Chu Jun, but the latter said something that made him completely despair!
"The old demon Hunyuan is dead!"