Chapter 147 Sneak attack (two in one)

  After Ran Qingmo left, the battle began.

  No, this scale can already be called a war.

  The war between humans and monsters.

  Regardless of past and present lives, this is the first time Xu Yuan has seen the scene of war.

  A large number of monsters gushing out from all directions in the mist screamed, the shouts of the military and government officers and soldiers arrayed outside the city to meet the enemy, and the sound of bowstrings pulling one after another on the city wall.

  One hour is too short after all. Even though the three walls of the city are fully opened, and there are Shengshan Frontier Army to evacuate the refugees, there are still many refugees lingering outside the city.

   What’s more terrible is that in addition to all kinds of ferocious monsters on the ground, there are also a large number of flying monsters rushing out of the fog.

   Fortunately, the Shengshan frontier army has a lot of experience in dealing with the tide of monsters, at least the front-line generals have a lot of experience in this regard.

  They did not form a large army to face head-to-head with the wave of monsters.

  The 6,000 Shengshan frontier troops lined up outside the city formed more than a hundred small army formations in units (fifty people). There were gaps between the army formations and they were connected to each other , the monsters with low spiritual intelligence rushed into the army formation, and more than a hundred monsters were strangled in the instant the soldiers met!

  The Shengshan Frontier Army on the city wall was not idle either, manipulating all kinds of large-scale defense equipment.

  The special crossbow engraved with array patterns, every arrow shot out, flying sand and stones in an instant, and a dozen huge monsters were pierced through the chest like tofu!

  The burst pot thrown by the catapult burst in the tide of monsters, splashing pieces of flesh and blood.

  But there are too many monsters, and many monsters have the means to attack remotely.

  Acid, fireballs, and water bombs slammed into the formations formed by the Shengshan frontier army like barrages.

   Soon, the first casualty of the Shengshan Frontier Army appeared, followed by the second and third.

  Standing on the edge of the formation, Xu Yuan frowned and silently watched what happened before him.

  This is a war belonging to the extraordinary world.

  He felt how small he was on the battlefield.

  In a war of this scale, how many monsters can a third-rank powerhouse kill?

   Two hundred, three hundred or four hundred?

   Even if the source energy is exhausted, it may not be able to kill five hundred.

  Xu Yuan stared at the group of monsters with long-range attack methods in the distance.

  Attacks such as acid, fireballs, and arrows usually pose little threat to third-rank powerhouses, and it is extremely easy to dodge, maneuver or resist with combat skills, but the battlefield is too chaotic. It is difficult to escape, and at this time, these various long-range attacks like flowing arrows will become deadly weapons.

  It is easier to switch to the human side, let them be trapped in the army formation and cannot get out, and a few rounds of crossbow weapons engraved with formation patterns will be fired, and the third-rank grand master will also have to drink their hatred on the spot.

  On the battlefield of this level, maybe only the second-rank or even first-rank Dao domain powerhouses can really control the battle situation.

  But the war in front of us is just a corner of the 100,000-mile border defense line in Wanxing Mountains.

  Most of the soldiers of the Shengshan Frontier Army are only at the eighth or ninth rank, and even many of them are warriors who have just entered the rank. Not even a decent Yaozu commander.

  In the spring tide war in front of the most important passes in the Wanxing Mountains, you can even see the existence of monster war monsters, and the scale is at least ten times larger than what you see.

  This is even more so in the war that is taking place in the northern border of Great Yan.

  According to what the Xiangguofu’s Class C internal reference said,

  The 30,000 Habayashi army that Princess Wu Yuan brought to the north were all elite soldiers of the sixth grade iron body, while the barbarians had hundreds of thousands of troops.

  In that kind of war, what would be the scale of a large-scale elite corps with hundreds of thousands of troops?

  In such a war, what role can the saint and strong man play?

  Everything on the battlefield is suffocating, and the fight between the Shengshan frontier army and the monsters continues.

  Death became the only voice in the formation at this moment.

  Gradually, with the increase of casualties, the army formation under the command of Captain Wang began to retreat a little bit in the direction of the city wall.

  All the refugees outside the city have been forcibly evacuated into the Wengcheng. Some people may die from the stampede, but at this moment, the military situation is urgent.

  Shengshan frontier army can’t die too much outside the city, otherwise the subsequent defense of the city will be extremely passive.

  Seeing this scene, Xu Yuan counted the time in his heart, took a deep breath, and lifted the Qingyu sword that Feng Jiuxuan gave him to his side.

  Stepping on the false cut.

  Under the blessing of the soul power of the saint’s remnant soul, Xu Yuan quietly teleported out of the phantom fog formation.

  The world outside the formation is very quiet.

  The moment the phantom fog formation just came out, the shouts of the frontier soldiers, the howling of monsters, and the buzzing of the activation of the defense formation all disappeared, replaced by an uncomfortable tranquility.

  There is no cloud for a thousand miles, and the bright moonlight is shining for thousands of miles. Large areas of forests with new sprouts are coated with a layer of silver, and thick fog stands like a high wall on the edge of the forests.

  I can’t really see it in the formation, and I can only see it when I am out of the foggy formation. It does not appear in the shape of a square “mouth”, but in the shape of a “dish”.

  The sides of the Wanxing Mountain Range stretch out for a long distance, and scattered groups of monsters can be seen continuously rushing into the phantom fog formation.

  The battle within the formation continues, and the battle outside the formation has also begun.

  Even if he didn’t borrow the soul power of the saint’s remnant soul, Xu Yuan could feel waves of icy source Qi constantly vibrating on the other side of the phantom fog formation.

  The Wanxiangzong master outside the formation attacked Ran Qingmo.

  Xu Yuan was not very surprised to see this scene, and asked silently in his heart:

   “Old man Luo, how many people are there?”

  The remnant soul of the sage was a little sensitive when he heard the words, and said with a low laugh:

   “Three third-rank great masters.”

   “Three third products?”

  Xu Yuan murmured, with a sarcasm in his tone: “No wonder they choose to intercept and kill. The Wanxiang Sect is really a big hand.”

  For the Xiangguo Mansion, which has more than half of Great Yan, secretly cultivating three unknown third-rank masters is not an easy task. This time, the Wanxiang Sect probably spent all their money .

  Paused, Xu Yuan then asked:

   “There should be no problem with Ran Qingmo for the time being, right?”

  The voice of the remnant soul of the saint is very relaxed:

   “Don’t worry, Ran girl is stronger than you imagined, she is pressing down on the other three people and fighting.”

  Xu Yuan felt a little relieved when he heard the words, and said in a low voice:

   “That’s good, old man Luo, let’s hurry up and find the control point.”

  The plan of the two is very simple.

  There is a third-rank grand master sitting in the formation point, even if Xu Yuan and Ran Qingmo can kill each other through fighting skills, there is a high probability that they will not be able to prevent the opponent from destroying the formation point. And as long as the third-rank great master is drawn out, with the blessing of the saint’s soul power, Xu Yuan is sure to find the low-level cultivators who stay behind in the moment when he finds the formation point, and control the formation to protect Shengshan County.

  So when the Shengshan frontier army attacked the phantom mist formation, Ran Qingmo escaped alone first, and seduced the people who stayed behind in the formation of the Wanxiang sect to come out and kill her.

  A third-rank grand master alone, if the Wanxiang sect is fully prepared, she will never let her escape.

  After all, this is their conspiracy to bet on the “national fortune”.

  If you can besiege and kill people without leaving any survivors, you will definitely do so.

  Because of stepping on the false cut, Xu Yuan can go out without the help of the Shengshan frontier army.

  With Ran Qingmo’s fighting skills with the masters of the Wanxiang Sect, Xu Yuan can sneak to find the formation point, and even if he can’t find the control formation point, he can also sneak over to the three masters of the Wanxiang Sect The great master came with a ruthless shot.

  With Ta Xu Slash in hand, no one knows sneak attack better than him.

  All plans are going well,

   Even in the face of three great masters, Da Bingtuozi still methodically led the battle group to the deep mountains bit by bit.

  Waiting quietly for a while, Xu Yuan’s figure moved, looking for possible control points along the edge of the phantom fog formation.

  The speed is neither fast nor slow, there is a sage remnant soul using soul power to suppress the fluctuation of Yuan Qi, Xu Yuan is not worried that the three great masters who are in a fierce battle over there will find him.

  Everything has source qi fluctuations, and there must be a connection between the control point and the phantom fog formation. It should not be too difficult to find this weak source qi connection through the powerful soul power of the saint’s remnant soul.

  But things didn’t go as smoothly as Xu Yuan thought.

  There is no west side of Shengshan County, no north side, no east side and no south side.

  For two quarters of an hour, Xu Yuan circled the entire phantom fog formation but failed to find any point that seemed to be a manipulation formation.

   Returning to the original place again, Xu Yuan stared at the towering fog wall, frowning tightly:

   “Old man Luo, isn’t this control point set inside the phantom fog formation?”

  The remnant soul of the saint was silent for a while, and said in a low voice:

  ”It depends on what your sister’s basic array looks like. If the basic array given by your little sister doesn’t design control arrays in the array, it is basically impossible to be in it .”

   “What do you mean?” Xu Yuan asked immediately.

  The remnant soul of the saint considered his words a little bit, and said in a low voice:

  ”A formation is a thing that affects the whole body. The general structure, the detailed formation pattern of the source energy operation, the materials used, etc., no matter which step has a slight deviation, the result may be different. It’s a thousand miles away.

  ”Before your sister left, she activated and verified the phantom fog array, which means that most of the processes have been completed. At this time, adding something to the array is as much work as rebuilding it, so if If there is no basic formation map, then the control formation points secretly established by the Wanxiang sect will definitely be outside the formation.”

  Xu Yuan recalled the memories related to the righteous sister in his mind, and shook his head:

   “Xu Xinyao shouldn’t be so stupid.”

   After finishing speaking, Xu Yuan sighed and asked instead:

   “If you turn around again, do you think you can find the control point?”

   “Oh.”

  The remnant soul of the sage laughed in a low voice: “Xu boy, you can’t find it after walking around, even if you go around a hundred times, you can’t find it. I don’t know how long it’s been planned, but you want to crack the plan in a few minutes?”

  Xu Yuan counted silently when he heard this, feeling a little complicated in his heart, and said in a low voice:

   “Since this is the case, let’s not waste time, let’s help Ran Qingmo, maybe we can catch a living torture. Well, let me do it, you can help me gather the source of energy.”

  The remnant soul of the saint raised his eyebrows:

   “Are you sure you don’t want me to take action?”

  ”Although there is no memory in the illusion, many things have been carved into my body.”

  Xu Yuan shook his head and said with a smile: “In the illusion, at least I have been a second-rank Yuanchu for more than ten years. It’s just a sneak attack. It’s no big deal.”

  The saint’s remnant soul hesitated a little, but still didn’t say anything:

   “You just need to know it in your heart.”

   After finishing speaking, Xu Yuan chased after Ran Qingmo in the forest all the way to the track where Ran Qingmo had just fought.

   “Boom——”

  An explosion-like roar resounded through the mountains, and after the smoke and dust in the midair dissipated, the shield made of ice crystals inside was exposed.

  Inside the shield, a black-clothed Qianying holding a black sword stared at the three people around her with cold eyes.

  Two men and one woman.

  An old man, a burly man and a fat woman.

  Seeing that his attack was blocked by the opponent, the burly man retreated quickly while yelling at the old man:

   “No. A, this girl’s skills are not right!”

   “I want you to say it!”

  The old man replied in a low voice, he was in a bit of a mess at the moment.

  A sword mark almost cut his thin body in half, and the ice crystals spreading from the wound almost froze half of his body. Has become the soul of the woman opposite the sword.

  Thinking,

  The old man’s body was shaken violently, and the ice crystals covering his body instantly shattered, and he whispered:

   “This girl is obviously the old man’s precious apprentice of Tianyuan Jianzong!”

  When the fat woman heard this, her pupils shrank slightly:

   “Ran Qingmo?! A sixteen-year-old grand master like Xu Changge?”

  The burly man unconsciously twitched his eyes when he heard this, and said through sound transmission:

   “Do you want to let this woman go? Anyway, she has no evidence, and everything will be over when the reinforcements arrive here.”

  When the slightly fat woman heard this, she echoed in a low voice:

   “If the apprentice of the old man Jianzong died here, I’m afraid it will be difficult for Jianzong to explain.”

  The old man has blue veins on his forehead:

   “You two bastards! Are you afraid of this?! What if? What if something goes wrong, what will Zongmen do? !

   “There is only one Xu Changge in this world, fast cultivation does not mean strong strength!”

  That being said, both the fat woman and the burly man stared at the woman in black opposite with extreme fear.

  Xu Changge’s name is almost a nightmare for Zongmen.

  The slightly fat woman and the burly man went to the Tianyuan competition thirteen years ago.

  At that time, they were eliminated early because their cultivation base was only fusion, but they saw the whole process of the genius children of this generation being interrupted by the young man in Tsing Yi who looked like an exile.

  Slash the same level of crushing with one sword.

  Even though the two have crossed from the original state of fusion to the great master, when the “Xu Changge” of this generation appeared in front of the two, what they faced was still almost crushing powerful.

  Because the old man met, she was almost beheaded by her.

  The black-clothed woman in front of them reminded the two of them unconsciously of the eldest son of the Xiangguo Mansion.

  The moonlight was like a waterfall, and the four faced each other across the air.

  When the three members of the Wanxiang Sect were shaken, a bloody figure appeared behind the old man without any warning.

  It was very sudden, so sudden that it even made people feel that there was something wrong with their eyes.

  The moment the other party appeared, the old man sensed someone coming.

  The old man didn’t think it was because of his telepathy, it was just too late.

  His attention was all on the woman in black on the opposite side, and the people behind him didn’t give him any time to react.

  Time seems to stand still,

  The sword skills like splashed ink are like flowers blooming, drawing a beautiful arc under the cold moonlight,

  Then,

  The old man saw a familiar headless body.

   There was a moment of silence, and the headless corpse fell downward like a broken kite.

  The mountain wind blows his long hair at the temples, and the blood-clothed man stands in emptiness, calmly looking at the stunned man and woman aside, with a gentle voice:

   “Now, I have something to ask you.”

  (end of this chapter)