Outside the fierce battlefield, Mystic Moon looked coldly at the battlefield where the blade lights flashed. A murderous voice came out of her beautiful cherry lips,"Send the remaining 5,000 soldiers!”
"But many people have already died.”The general replied. He had not expected that this group of martial artists would be so difficult to deal with. He had lost at least 40% of the 10,000 men he had sent out earlier. This was already a huge blow to his vitality. He did not know how to explain this to Stan. Now that he had sent the last 5,000 men, who knew if those martial artists would retaliate before they died and cause even greater casualties? Illusory Moon was the Saintess and was highly regarded by Istamb. Naturally, she would not be punished. However, he was in danger. He might be beheaded.
Huan Yue looked at the general coldly. Her gaze was like a blade that stabbed into the general's face. The general's forehead was covered in sweat. He knew how ruthless this woman was. Although she looked beautiful like a fairy, her ruthlessness made people feel fear from the bottom of their bones!
"Hehe ~~ How dare you!" Whoosh! The white silk shot out and wrapped around the general's neck. His phoenix eyes were filled with killing intent. With a sizzling sound, the general's head flew into the sky. The huge pressure in his body caused blood to spurt out from his neck like a fountain. The white silk then shrank back. Huan Yue didn't even look at the general's corpse. She said to a deputy general,"Did you hear what I said just now?”
"I heard it, I heard it. Saintess, please forgive me.。Spare me!" The deputy general jumped down from his horse and knelt on the ground. The death of the general allowed him to witness the legendary saintess 'ruthlessness. His initial contempt for the saintess instantly turned into endless fear and panic.
"Then go do it!"
"Yes, yes. Everyone, charge forward!”The vice-general shouted hysterically on his horse. The pressure that the illusory moon gave him was too great. The soldiers who received the deputy general's order did not pay much attention to the conflict between the Saint and the so-called general. The strict discipline made them understand only one thing-obedience.
While Lu Li and Aaron were struggling to defend against the soldiers of Xingjian, the 5,000 reserve troops were also charging at them like a black wave. " Ah!" A scream came from Mo Dao. Lu Li turned around and saw that most of Mo Dao's subordinates had been killed. Only the steward was still struggling.
Seeing that Mo Dao had a breakthrough, the soldiers immediately abandoned Lu Li and the others and swarmed towards Mo Dao. They were like ants in a tropical rainforest, densely packed and endless. Mo Dao's weapon was a long and thin sword. Even after so many intense collisions, the sword was still as bright as new. It could be seen that it was also a treasure. However, this sword was suitable for fighting in the martial arts world, but it was much less useful in battle formations.
Mo Dao's sword was very fast, and a silver light would often flash before a soldier was beheaded. Silver light flickered around Mo Dao's body, like pear blossoms falling from the rain, airtight. Unfortunately, no matter how high Mo Dao's martial arts were, he was gradually unable to do what he wanted in this endless battle. His hair was disheveled, and his body was covered in blood. It was unknown whether it was his enemy's or his own. The butler was in an even worse state. If it wasn't for Mo Dao taking care of him from time to time, he would probably have died under the chaotic blades.
Seeing that Mo Dao was in a critical situation, Lu Li had a quick thought. Although they had only met once and they had not spoken, he felt that Mo Dao was worth saving. People were strange sometimes. People who had spent a long time with each other did not have deep feelings for each other, but people who had only met once were still like old friends. That was the feeling that Mo Dao gave Lu Li. The setting sun swept across and the sharp tip of the spear slashed across the necks of three soldiers in front of him. The snow-white frost condensed on the wounds without even a drop of blood flowing out. Unknowingly, the frost of the setting sun was getting stronger and stronger under the incessant killing.
Turning the horse around, Lu Li shouted to himself. The Dragon and Elephant Prajna Force was running faster in his body. The heat in his Dantian was getting stronger and stronger, spreading to his limbs and bones. Perhaps Lu Li could reach the realm of Qi Refinement and Spirit Refinement soon.
The situation of the three brothers was the most optimistic among them. They were the ones who had initiated the meeting. In order to show their might, they naturally brought the most troops, a total of 2,000 elites. However, there were still about a hundred people left, and they were considered the most powerful among them. It was also because the battle between the two sides was so intense that the Illusory Moon would not have allowed the last 5,000 people to join the battle. Their losses were not small either.
Wuming put his fingers together, and as he dodged, sword Qi shot out from his fingers. It was abnormally sharp, and the armor that Istamb had meticulously forged for his soldiers could not block it at all. Even so, Wu Ming, the martial arts legend, was also a little tired. This was his first time fighting in an army, and the endless number of soldiers shocked him. The experienced Wuming had already begun to consciously approach Ah Long. In this kind of battle, no matter how powerful one's martial arts were, it was still a dead end. Only by working together with others could one have a chance of survival.
Although the Second Blade Emperor was a senior in the martial world like Wu Ming, he did not have as many considerations as Wu Ming. This kind of environment even made him a little excited. The Seven Emotions Desire Cutting Blade was a decisive blade technique. It was the most powerful in such a big battle. The Second Saber Emperor's golden saber slashed in all directions, and the tyrannical saber Qi extended to twenty to thirty feet. With a single slash, three to four soldiers were cut in half. It was truly incomparably ruthless. This kind of tough fighting style made the surrounding soldiers somewhat afraid of him. They patrolled the surroundings and did not dare to recklessly fight with him for a moment.
Seeing the Second Saber Emperor's powerful saber techniques, Lu Li realized that he had missed out on a powerful warrior. Among this group of martial artists, there were other people like the Second Saber Emperor besides Wu Ming. Lu Li was surprised that the Second Saber Emperor had come to the Western Region, but he did not have much time to think about it. The most important thing now was how to escape from the crowd of more than 10,000 people.
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