Understanding this, Chen Jingtian looked solemn and hurriedly patted the storage bag, holding several shining talismans in his hands.
Looking at it, these talismans are all third-level defense talismans. Among them, there are two talismans with huge auras, which are definitely earth-attribute defense talismans.
And such a third-level talisman is an extremely scarce resource even among the Zhenyang Sect.
If the leader, Lu Xingfeng, hadn't known about the pressure he was facing, he might not have been willing to spend such war resources and let him squander it like this.
But even though he understood that these defensive talismans were relatively precious, Chen Jingtian had no regrets.
In his eyes, as the leader and decision-maker of the monk army, one cannot afford to lose the big for the small.
Knowing the importance of this, Chen Jingtian did not hesitate at this time and activated all the defensive talismans in his hand before Zhao Hongsheng's attack came.
In an instant, five light curtains blocked in front of him, directly covering a large area.
At this time, the entire army of monks formed a long dragon formation, and the hundreds of monks at the rear were also covered by the formation's light curtain.
Soon enough, the attack from Zhao Hongsheng and others came as promised.
"Bang bang bang..."
A burst of crackling sound resounded throughout the world.
I saw the attacks initiated by Zhao Hongsheng and others accurately bombarding the light screen formed by the defensive talisman.
In an instant, flames shot up into the sky, and Chen Jingtian and the others fell into a sea of fire.
The attacks of Zhao Hongsheng and others were very powerful, and they collided with the barrier formed by the defensive talisman, causing a huge explosion.
In the sea of fire at this time, Chen Jingtian's face was pale, and his whole body was shaken by the powerful shock wave, causing his blood to boil, and many injuries appeared all over his body.
However, his condition was relatively good. Although he suffered some internal injuries, he was at least able to withstand it.
But Zhu Yun and Lan Yu were much miserable, especially Lan Yu, who was only at the early stage of Jindan. Even if there were five defensive talismans blocking him, the powerful impact still made him suffer. Very serious injuries.
Fortunately, the three of them had made some mental preparations in advance, and swept away a large number of foundation-building monks in time, and retreated in the direction of the defensive formation, completely avoiding the strongest impact of the explosion.
Otherwise, if he could withstand the joint attack of Zhao Hongsheng and others, even with Chen Jingtian's strength, he would still be hit hard even if he didn't die.
However, knowing the strength of Zhao Hongsheng and others, Chen Jingtian and the others did not dare to waste time. When their attacks bombarded the first defensive talisman, they had already put some distance between them.
At the same time, they used the powerful impact to retreat towards the defensive formation, and swept away some of the foundation-building monks who were originally at the end of the retreat.
However, the abilities of Chen Jingtian and the others were limited. Although most of the monks at the rear were swept away, there were still hundreds of foundation-building monks that they could not take care of, so they had no choice but to give up.
And these abandoned foundation-building monks were basically in their early stages of cultivation. Their retreat speed was too slow, and they could not avoid it at all, nor could they resist the powerful shock wave.
In an instant, these people were engulfed by the sea of fire, and they completely perished here before they could even scream.
When the smoke and dust dissipated, the fire was completely extinguished in the sky.
Looking around at this time, a huge deep pit appeared on the ground, the inside was scorched black, and scattered flames were still beating in the breeze.
The pit was more than a hundred feet wide, and not even the corpses of the monks had been seen. There were only a large number of corpses lying on the ground in a relatively distant place, and the blood had already dyed the ground red.
This miserable scene makes one unable to resist evil.
Chen Jingtian and others have also poured into the defensive formation, and all the foundation-building monks have successfully retreated.
Seeing the dangerous retreat, Chen Jingtian immediately reopened the formation, and the protective light curtain quickly enveloped the entire Qingshuifang City.
Outside the city, Song Hanchun's face was gloomy. Looking at the Zhenyang Sect monks who had left the scene, he couldn't help but burst out and bombarded the formation light screen.
However, the defensive formation has been activated and the energy is running smoothly. Even though a large amount of energy was consumed in the previous offense and defense, the remaining energy is still not something that a Golden Core cultivator can break within a period of time.
Therefore, this angry attack is destined to be in vain.
When everything returned to calm, Song Hanchun finally recognized the reality, that is, their operation had completely failed.
At this time, he glanced at Zhao Hongsheng who was not far away with the corner of his eye, and his face looked a little worried.
In his heart, he was not sure about Zhao Hongsheng's attitude. If the responsibility was put on him, even if he had opinions, he would not dare to express them due to the strength of the Blood Red Alliance and Zhao Hongsheng.
Fortunately, although Zhao Hongsheng's face was serious, he did not fall into rage, and his worries seemed a bit unnecessary.
"Fellow Daoist Song, let those juniors clean up the battlefield and then act as planned!"
After Zhao Hongsheng said this, he ignored Song Hanchun's reaction, turned around and left the battlefield.
After hearing the order, Song Hanchun did not dare to delay, and immediately ordered his disciples of the Golden Sword Sect to quickly clean the battlefield and collect the storage bags of the fallen monks.
Although the wealth of these Qi Refining monks and even the Foundation Establishment monks is not high, after this battle, the Golden Sword Sect lost more than a thousand Qi Refining monks, and there were hundreds of Foundation Establishment monks.
In addition to the Zhenyang Sect, nearly two hundred foundation-building monks also died.
With such a large number of monks, even if they can only collect half of the storage bags, the cumulative wealth is still very large.
Soon time passed.
The entire battlefield became busy, and many monks shuttled across the battlefield, searching for the relics of those unlucky monks.
Such a blatant search under the eyes of the Zhenyang Sect monks was tantamount to a naked provocation to the monks in Qingshuifang City.
But at this time, Chen Jingtian and others, as well as the foundation-building monks, were all exhausted, and many of the monks were injured.
At this time, the Zhenyang Sect monks who had just retreated with difficulty all gathered on the city wall. Everyone cheered up and paid attention to the movements of the Golden Sword Sect monks.
Seeing a large number of Golden Sword Sect monks rushing across the battlefield with great joy, they were not affected at all by a failed attack.
Many Golden Sword Sect monks were actually excited because they had saved their lives.
This scene was witnessed by all the Zhenyang Sect monks present.
Even though they were filled with hatred, their strength still did not prevail, and they could only watch as they swaggered around the battlefield and took away the trophies that belonged to them.
Half an hour later.
The Golden Sword Sect monks finished cleaning the battlefield, and the originally riddled battlefield finally looked a little better.
The originally mighty army of monks seemed to have dropped by as much as 40% at this time, with only more than 3,000 monks remaining slowly retreating under the guidance of Song Hanchun.
As they disappeared from sight, all the monks, including Chen Jingtian himself, couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.
Immediately afterwards, many monks who had been exhausted or seriously injured collapsed on the ground, and many people quickly took out some elixirs and drank them, and then their faces gradually regained some color.
In Li Xiuyuan's group, Qin Xi and his teammates sat together.
Looking around, many people in their team looked a little pale, obviously because they had consumed too much spiritual energy.
Qin Xi and the other three were okay. They were all exhausted but not injured, and each of them killed varying numbers of Zhenyang Sect monks.
After this battle, although it was extremely dangerous, I have to say that Chen Jingtian's strategy was very effective.
After this battle, the Zhenyang Sect camp only lost more than two hundred foundation-building monks, most of whom were in the early stages of foundation-building.
For such a small price, the lives of more than 400 foundation-building monks from the Golden Sword Sect were exchanged.
In addition, more than a thousand monks in the middle and late stages of Qi refining also died here.
More than two hundred foundation-building monks have achieved such results, greatly narrowing the strength between each other.
If this continues, if it continues a few times, the two parties will surely reach the same starting point.
And such a result was within the expectations of Chen Jingtian and others.
At this time, seeing that all the monks in the room had not left, Zhu Yun raised his hands to Chen Jingtian as a reminder.
"Junior Brother Chen, the Golden Sword Sect has temporarily retreated. It should not be able to attack in a short period of time."
"And these junior disciples, as well as many monks, are seriously injured. Shouldn't we let them disperse as soon as possible so that they can retreat and rest?"
Hearing this, Chen Jingtian glanced at everyone, then nodded and gave instructions to a Zhenyang Sect monk not far away.
"Quickly count the casualties in this battle!"
After hearing the order, several Zhenyang Sect monks quickly began to get busy, making statistics on the basic situation of this battle.
After a while, several Zhenyang Sect disciples who had just left returned to Chen Jingtian.
One of the disciples took out a book, raised his hand towards Chen Jingtian and said, "Uncle Qi, the battle loss statistics have come out!"
"Oh? What's the result?"
Zhu Yun on the side looked at the monk who was speaking, and then asked.
"This attack killed 267 foundation-building monks, including 88 disciples of our sect, and a total of 179 monks were recruited."
"As for the Golden Sword Sect, the specific results cannot be calculated accurately, but according to estimates, more than 1,700 Qi Refining monks and nearly 400 Foundation-building monks are expected to be killed!"
After hearing the report, Chen Jingtian and others nodded with satisfaction, with happy smiles on their faces.
So far, the results of this battle can be said to have met expectations, and even exceeded prior expectations.
Although the three golden elixir monks were all injured, Lan Yu's injury was quite serious, and he had consumed several extremely valuable third-level defense talismans.
Speaking of which, the price was actually not small, but Chen Jingtian still felt it was worth it.
After all, after this battle, Jinjianmen's losses were not small. The most important thing was that the offensive momentum was blocked.
Due to the decline in strength and the high consumption of the monks, it is foreseeable that the Golden Sword Sect is unlikely to launch an attack in the next half month or even longer.
This time is extremely important for the Zhenyang Sect who is waiting for reinforcements.
As long as they wait for reinforcements and fight a protracted war, the two local forces of Zhenyang Sect and Wanyao Valley will not be afraid of the Golden Sword Sect and the Blood Red Alliance if they join forces.
Knowing this, Chen Jingtian couldn't help but feel lucky for his decision.
After finally calming down, Chen Jingtian nodded to the disciples of the Zhenyang Sect in front of him and then gave an order.
"Get all the disciples who participated in the war, as well as the monks who were recruited, and settle them down. No matter whose military merits they are, they must all be registered in the register. When this battle to defend the homeland is over, you will be rewarded according to your merits!"
Chen Jingtian's words were loud, as if he meant to say them to thousands of people present.
As expected, when the monks present heard this, they sincerely admired leaders like Chen Jingtian.
For a time, many monks spoke one after another, and a lot of compliments kept coming out.
"Senior Chen is indeed a role model for our generation. With such a strong man leading us, we will definitely be able to defeat these unjust people from the Golden Sword Sect!"
"That's right...Senior Chen showed great power in this battle. He was one against two and did not lose at all. He is worthy of being the top expert in the world of immortal cultivation in Wei!"
"..."
In addition to these compliments, there were also some low-level monks lying on the ground with an extremely respectful attitude, just like people in the mortal world.
Chen Jingtian disapproved of such behavior, and after just a few words of encouragement, the three golden elixir monks left the city wall.
As the Jindan monk left the scene, the originally peaceful scene became lively again, with a large number of monks commenting and talking about the battle just now.
In addition to these, there are also many people who are depressed. It is obvious that their relatives, friends, or fellow disciples died in the war.
Qin Xi and the three of them all returned successfully. With their joint strength and extremely tacit cooperation, they achieved considerable results in this battle.
Judging from their results, it is no surprise that they are ranked first among Li Xiuyuan's teams. Even among the entire team, they are among the best.
However, some people are happy and some are worried!
There were also some monks who were excited about the results of the battle just now and talked about it with some familiar monks.
The polarized scene seems quite inconsistent.
Perhaps this is the cruelty of war!
At this time, Qin Xi and Li Xiuyuan and others were together. As the teammates chatted for a few words, the monks each said hello and then slowly left.
When the monks were almost gone, Qin Xi and the other three nodded and ended their chat.
Immediately afterwards, they greeted Li Xiuyuan, then clasped their hands and left the city wall.
The three of them were walking on the street, and many monks were still commenting. It was obvious that they were excited by the joy of this victory.
However, Qin Xi does not think that this victory can easily change their disadvantage.
After all, the Blood Red Alliance is so powerful that even ordinary Nascent Soul forces cannot compare with it.
If you are really determined to get something, based on the strength of the two major forces of Zhenyang Sect and Wanyao Valley, there is no way to stop it.
But it's too early to worry about this right now.
Understanding this, Qin Xi kept these conjectures in mind and took Lin Xingping and the others back to the cave.
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