Chapter 491 Black-faced Army

Style: Heros Author: Yan QingWords: 2543Update Time: 24/01/12 02:08:34
Chang Siguo's figure flashed and he went to kill the empty space on the side, which could help relieve some pressure on these brothers.

As soon as he let go of his hands and feet to fight, a violent rain of bloody limbs suddenly fell from the demon group.

With one man and one sword, he is invincible. He has hundreds of brothers to help him contain the monsters. He has no worries for the time being. He comes and goes freely. No matter whether they are fifth-level or fourth-level or third-level monsters, under the light of his eight-foot sword, they will explode when touched. Just break.

Now that he encountered it, he tried his best to help.

The mustached monk was overjoyed and shouted, "Use Captain Chang as the tip of the sword and attack in a fusiform chain formation."

Hundreds of monks are like a huge tentacle monster, shrinking rhythmically, changing the direction of attack and defense. Teams are linked together. They are responsible for the attack and defense on the wings and back, and they form a chain with Chang Siguo, who acts as a sharp blade. overall.

The two Lingfu realm monks tacitly grabbed the sides of Chang Siguo, forming double horns to reduce the pressure on Chang Siguo.

Chang Siguo danced with the sword in his hand and pushed forward step by step, creating a passage more than ten feet wide.

The nearby monsters were killed so that they did not dare to approach, and the team was allowed to zigzag all the way forward.

Hundreds of miles of battle lines formed fierce battle groups fighting each other.

The setting sun is like blood, emitting the last remaining light.

For a moment, the besieging demon group was stirred up by the human monks who rushed out from various military formations and retreated to the west. The intertwined battle lines in this area were affected.

"Dudududu"

A horn sounded suddenly, and the seawater rolled like boiling water. Groups of human monks wearing black masks rushed out of the seawater, forming countless basic formations, interspersed with groups of demons swooping in the middle.

The monk team was like a wave, one tide after another. After several waves, the monster group that was more than ten miles wide in the middle was defeated.

More than ten thousand troops flexibly cooperated with the attack, and invaded and plundered like fire.

The team wearing black masks silently harvested all the monsters who dared to block it.

No matter how many came, they would collapse under their complicated and efficient formations.

For more than a hundred miles along the battlefield, shouts and roars of "the black-faced army are mighty" suddenly sounded.

"Black-faced Army Kills Demons"

"The black-faced army is mighty"

All the fighting groups that were surrounded and fighting broke out with unprecedented combat power. Even the scattered monks turned red and started to fight with all their might, regardless of life and death, just to get out the last talisman on their bodies and strike out the last few attacks. , burst out the last cry

"Black-faced Army Kills Demons"

"The black-faced army is mighty"

Chang Siguo felt the pressure relax. There was no monster within fifty feet in front of him.

His body was filled with evil energy, and the gray stone knife was stained with blood. He could hear the monks behind him shouting in unison, "Black-faced army kills demons" and "Black-faced army is mighty". His morale was high, and he divided two sides to kill the monster whose momentum was in a slump.

Take a moment and sweep towards the middle of the battlefield.

He was surprised to see the monotonous black masks, the style was very familiar, because he had several of them in his space, and they were the kind of black masks he made himself.

With complex and flexible formations interspersed with sharp attacks, he immediately knew who was commanding.

The Sky Eye Technique continued to extend far away, and he saw in the middle of the strict military formation, the man wearing a black mask with two bloody fangs. Who else could it be if he wasn't Lu Xian? There was a huge chessboard in front of Lu Xian, with black and white chess pieces interlaced on it. densely covered.

To Lu Xian's left was the high-spirited Mai Dali, holding his signature majestic sickle and looking left and right.

On the right is Sun Nutang, and behind him are Shi Yiping and Zhong Youcai with his neck curled up.

Even though they are wearing masks, they are still recognizable at a glance.

Outside them, there were five other Lingfu realm monks wearing black masks guarding them closely.

Chang Siguo grinned. Lu Xian was promising. He commanded thousands of troops and appeared in a very majestic manner. He said to the two Lingfu Realm monks behind him, "You guys are busy. I'll join the brothers."

He swung his sword to kill several monsters that were knocked unconscious and bumped into him. His body flashed and he slayed horizontally through the chaotic group of monsters.

So far, he has not seen a confrontation between the human Jindan and the sixth-level master of the demon clan, but he has to guard against the assassination and sneak attack of the sixth-level demon clan on Lu Xian, who is in the limelight. On the battlefield, it is only about victory and defeat, but not too much about rules and harmony. means.

He has Lingfu realm cultivation and has greater freedom of movement on the battlefield, as long as he does not hinder other teams.

Above the clouds at a very high altitude on the battlefield.

A group of golden elixir cultivators and masters of the Void Realm from the human race, as well as sixth- and seventh-level demon cultivators from the demon clan, surrounded four young men and women, accompanying them to watch the brutal fighting below.

Three men and one woman are all Jindan monks. Among them, the woman is wearing white clothes, with picturesque eyebrows, and a blue jade pendant hanging on her waist. On it is a silver cloud island carved with a few strokes, which expresses the elegance of the clouds extremely well. vivid.

The woman looked at the battle situation below where a large number of monks rushed out of the water with a stroke of magic and suddenly reversed the battle. She guessed that the human race used a very clever water formation to take advantage of the entanglement above to sneak in from the sea and hide from the monster's detection. , said with a sweet smile, "Senior Brother Monkey, I'm afraid you will lose this battle. My little sister will accept the bonus of three spirit beads."

A man with a face as ugly as a monkey, with a white jade pendant engraved with simple patterns of the rising sun on the sea hanging from his waist, grinned and said, "I can afford to lose three spirit beads. Junior sister Cailan, do you dare to fight again? Let's bet this time." Six spiritual beads.”

"Oh, Brother Monkey, let's talk about how you want to bet."

"It's very simple. Since there are six lottery numbers, let both sides have six fifth-level prizes each and fight six times at the same time. Whichever side has more left will be the winner. But there are two things. Teams are not allowed to fight, except for each A person has a magic weapon at hand, and is not allowed to use talismans, disposable magic beads and other things. Only head-to-head single combat is worth watching."

The woman's eyes scanned the battlefield below, and she paused for a few breaths on Chang Siguo, who was running across the battlefield. Looking in other directions, she could not see the level of combat power of the Lingfu realm monks below. There were very few people fighting alone on the battlefield. He is trying to find a way to attack each other in groups, even the monks in the Lingfu Realm are not exempted. Otherwise, he will be the one who suffers if he is not careful.

The woman looked at Chang Siguo, who had killed all the monsters, rolled her eyes, and said with a smile, "Senior Brother Monkey, your two conditions are too harsh. Human monks are good at battles and all kinds of magic weapons." Fu Lu, let go of this little guy who is not a cheap demon clan."

The man with a monkey-like face also noticed Chang Siguo, his eyes were slightly surprised, and he curled his lips and said, "It's a battle of skills and strength, one person at a time, it's very fair."

The woman stopped answering and turned to talk to another man, pointing in the direction of Chang Siguo.

Zhang Kuang had already seen Chang Siguo appear, with admiration in his eyes.

Good boy, he disappeared for five years. He must have entered the ruins of Shuiluo Shi Island. What a good opportunity. There is also a boy from the Mo family who appeared an hour and a half earlier than Chang Siguo. When the following battle is over, he will have to survive. Ask both of them.

After glancing at the woman in white clothes, he frowned slightly. Chang thought that it would not be a good thing to be targeted by several immortal envoys. He had to think of a way to help them escape.

Chang Siguo penetrated from the side, and as the battle line moved forward, he cut through the demon group and appeared behind him.

Mai Dali was alert to the movements around him, and suddenly he heard a message from Lu Xian in his ear: "Brother Mai, the boss is back. Please bring your identity card to pick him up and come to the Chinese army." He then informed him of the direction.

Lu Xian always paid attention to the dynamics of the battlefield, and Chang Siguo's appearance made him extremely happy. Only at this moment, he was unable to do anything, so he asked Mai Dali to go and bring the boss here.

Mai Dali was stunned for a moment before he realized who the "boss" Lu Xian was talking about was.

Normally, Lu Xian would never talk about anything unrelated to the battle when he was commanding battles or training. He hurriedly swept to the southwest where Lu Xian pointed out, and sure enough he saw Chang Siguo, and there were only a few scattered people running around there. The demon bird.

"good"

Mai Dali was so excited that he almost couldn't control himself. He sent a message to Sun Nutang to tell him, then he raised his identity card and flew high into the air, diagonally to the rear of the battlefield. He knew that Brother Chang would be fine.

No, the good news is back,

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