The whole world seemed to be stagnant at this moment.
All strong men are moved!
They have seen too much life and death!
But on this vast white snowfield, seeing these young men who used their flesh and blood to build the Great Wall of Steel, I felt a shock that penetrated deeply into my soul!
They never screamed.
Never gave in!
The blood gushed out like a well, but he remained calm!
When one fell down, the other immediately jumped up. Even if his whole body was scratched to pieces, he was still fearless until the moment of death!
The power of hundreds of people is comparable to thousands of troops!
The female disciple in the encirclement pursed her lips tightly, and her eyes suddenly turned red, but now is not the time to take care of the love between her children!
You must be worthy of the male disciple’s sacrifice!
They turned their grief and anger into strength, drew their swords, recovered, drew their swords again, recovered again...
One sword is more powerful than the other!
One sword is more cruel than the other!
Broken limbs and broken bodies were rising all over the sky!
After several consecutive blows, corpses were everywhere!
Many disciples in the academy panicked. For a moment, no one dared to take a step forward!
If we lose today's battle...
The country of Yun is no longer beautiful!
Seeing this scene, Yun Moyi's face was so gloomy that he seemed to be bleeding!
He took a step forward and said loudly: "Moyun College is the royal college of my country, Yun. The people who are admitted are all the most talented people in the country. How can they be compared to this group of ordinary people from Lingxue Sect?"
"Charge! I will sound the drum for you myself."
Yun Moyi took the drum hammer that Gong Lou brought up and started playing with a rumble!
Boom, boom, boom!
The sound of the drums was thunderous and earth-shattering!
The leader of a country is personally in charge, which undoubtedly boosts the morale of the disciples of Moyun College!
"kill!"
Tens of thousands of disciples came to kill again!
The rain-like offensive formed a bloody meat grinder, killing like crazy!
The disciples seemed to have been chopped into pieces by a thousand knives, their limbs were broken, their torsos were in pieces, and blood was constantly splashing out from their bodies!
The flesh and blood is like Lingchi!
In an instant, every living life disappeared into nothing!
However, no one backed down!
Even though his body was covered in blood and flesh, and his skin was torn apart, he still stood firm and strong!
The female disciple launched a counterattack!
The sword energy pierced through like a stinging insect, killing countless academy disciples!
You kill one of me, and I will kill dozens of yours!
Both sides are in a deadlock!
On the endless snow-white land, endless blood-colored mist lingers, and scarlet blood rolls out, all telling the tragedy of this decisive battle!
I don’t know how long it took, but many disciples of Moyun Academy collapsed!
"Crazy, these disciples of Lingxue Sect are crazy. If they were normal people, they would have fallen to the ground long ago. They are not human beings, they are... devils... I won't fight!"
One disciple shouted, turned around and ran away!
"The King's Sword Technique!"
At this time, another powerful sword struck, causing a bloody storm!
His running immediately caused a butterfly effect!
Sense of honor and disgrace?!
When everyone looked at the corpse on the ground, they were stunned!
What do these nihilistic things mean in front of my life?
They can't break through these guys' defenses, but these guys have the ability to kill them!
As a result, countless academy disciples fled!
As they left, countless people saw a scene they would never forget.
Cold, like a rebellious sword, froze the corpse of the dead disciple!
Even in death, his eyes are still fearless!
Fingers, always clasped together!
The whole scene was so tragic!
Countless people saw this and were deeply shocked by the performance of this group of disciples!
There are battles in which a small number defeats a large number.
However, the battle in which the weaker defeated the stronger was unprecedented in Caiwangchuanjie!
There are already people talking about it below!
"Is this Moyun Academy made of paper?!"
"The gap is more than 30 times. How the hell can he lose? Even if he is tied up like a dog, he can win!"
"I really want to spit on them!"
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Obviously, these are mercenaries!
Compared to the brutality of this battle, they were more concerned about the spirit stones they had escorted out.
When Yun Moyi heard these words, his face suddenly twisted and his fists clenched. He glared at Gong Lou angrily, "Is this the student you taught? From today on, you will be removed from your position as the dean of Moyun College!"
Gong Lou's face was ashen, "Subordinate... take orders!"
Many powerful men looked at each other with inexplicable smiles in their eyes.
It’s not that the disciples of Moyun Academy are too weak, but that the disciples of Lingxue Sect are too perverted!
How could they not know that these two people were just acting!
After all, the mercenaries watching the battle this time were from major mercenary cities in several countries!
And these guys who lick blood from the tip of the knife are not a good person. Since they suppressed your Yun Kingdom, if your Yun Kingdom loses, don't think about peace in the country recently!
This trip is just a matter of two people finding their own way!
Of course, there is one more thing!
That's trying to save some reputation.
What is a mercenary?
A professional who is known as "The Transformer!"
They have a wide range of activities and travel in groups. They like to brag about their knowledge and brag about everything they see. If you are great, he can praise you to the sky. If you are rubbish, he can talk about you like shit!
Thirty thousand students were defeated by 700 disciples!
Moreover, nearly a thousand people were killed, which was simply embarrassing to grandma’s house.
If this were to come out from the mercenary's mouth, the level of garbage would be unimaginable!
However, although many strong men also suppressed the Yun Kingdom, they acted calmly because they knew that the battle of Baili Snow Mountain was not over yet.
Yun Guo also has his own trump card!
And these trump cards will only make it more difficult to deal with!
Thinking of this, they looked at one person.
Feng Wuxie said: "Report the results!"
The great elder's voice choked up, "Reporting to the sect leader, there are 732 Lingxue Sect disciples. They have fought bloody battles till now. The female disciples are safe and sound, but 145 male disciples are dead and 297 are in coma. A total of 587 people are left..."
Speaking of this, I burst into tears!
The other eight elders also had tears in their eyes!
They never thought that these disciples could really compete with the entire Moyun Academy!
But miraculously they did it!
"Take it back first!"
Feng Wuxie waved his hand, his eyes were extremely red, the Nine Tribulations Sword in his hand kept trembling, and a fierce killing intent suddenly burst out from his body!
emotion?
The lord of the sect is on the left and the sect master on the right. How can there be no feelings?!
But Lingxue Sect needs a miracle!
Feng Wuxie watched the academy disciples fleeing into the depths of the canyon, then looked up at Yun Moyi, with a cruel smile on his lips!
Yun Moyi suddenly had a bad feeling!
At this moment, Feng Wuxie picked up a walkie-talkie and called out: "Damn fat man, please answer if you receive it, please answer if you receive it, over!"
On top of a snow mountain!
A fat figure stood on top, his eyes were already red. He pressed the wireless earphones to his ears and said in a deep voice: "Brother, get it, get it, the super meat and bullet impact is ready, over!"
"Get off!"
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