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Chapter 59: No More Fighting


The Black Flag Army has a lot of legends in the Yunqin military, but most of the Purgatory Mountain Priests haven't heard much of it.

Remember this site in one second, Baidu search 23 literature network can find this site fs23, the novel is faster and better However, the moment this chaotic-looking army appeared in sight, many of the purgatory mountain red-robed priests who had just regained their pride and confidence were numb with fear, and even felt that they were going to be slaughtered by this army.

That's momentum.

No matter how mixed it may seem, the Black Flag Army will always be the most combative and well-coordinated army in the world.

Compared with such a team, these hundreds of powerful Purgatory Mountain red-robed priests are the real miscellaneous army.

These red-robed priests of Purgatory Mountain could easily slaughter thousands of other armies, but in the face of the most powerful Black Flag Army in history, this battle really became a battle in which they were unilaterally slaughtered.

The poignant sound of "snort", "snort", "snort" and "snort" continued to sound.

When there were still hundreds of paces left, several Purgatory Mountain priests had already had a blood mist on their bodies, and they were killed by the archers in the Black Flag Army.

With a chilling killing intent, there were also some strange-shaped crossbow arrows.

These crossbow arrows had thin and tough steel wires at their tails, and in an instant, they crisscrossed and slashed, cutting the formation of these Purgatory Mountain Priests into shape.

Some of the Purgatory Mountain priests shouted in horror and rage.

The few Purgatory Mountain priests who were sniped for the first time were all of them with good combat power, and they all had a large area of coverage soul soldiers.

They couldn't understand how this army could accurately judge the JG accurate kill in such a short period of time.

The blood waves of the bright red sè and the black waves full of miscellaneous sè are handed over.

At the moment when the Black Flag Army and these Purgatory Mountain Priests really handed over in a short hand, many Black Flag Army sergeants also fell backwards.

However, under the advice of the surrounding comrades-in-arms, these Black Flag Army sergeants were all only injured and did not die, and the red-robed priests of Purgatory Mountain who rushed to the front fell down one by one, and after they fell, they were all silent, and they were all instantly fatal.

All the Purgatory Mountain Priests were chilled.

All the onlookers were also chilled.

This chilling heart is not only due to the Black Flag Army's efficiency in preserving their own bodies and killing, but also to a greater extent, this kind of killing is completely ignoring the realm level of the opposing cultivator.

Among the more than twenty red-robed priests of Purgatory Mountain who were slaughtered, there were cultivators of the national rank and high-level of the great great master, and they were already regarded as cultivators of the grandmaster in the world of cultivators, but whether it was a high-level cultivator of the great national master or a cultivator of the national rank, in the face of the impact of the Black Flag Army, there seemed to be no difference at all, and almost all of them were cut into the vital parts of the body by several pieces of cold gold and iron in an instant.

The Black Flag Army is a team that follows Gu Yunjing alone, and in a sense, it is like Gu Yunjing's doorman and private army.

Many of their battles were not counted by the military department, but there is a legend that the entire Black Flag army could easily slaughter thousands of formed cavalry troops.

In the past, many people from the Yun Qin military felt that this kind of strength was too exaggerated, in their opinion, even if it was three thousand light armored cavalry troops, when they launched a charge together, it would be completely crushed, but now, they knew that such a legend was not only exaggerated, but even modest.

Not to mention thousands, I am afraid that tens of thousands of troops may not be able to crush such an army.

In just a breath, the red-robed priest began to retreat unconsciously, and only after his leg was cut by a sharp metal filament did he suddenly wake up, and then became more frightened.

The vast majority of people in the audience could see that in less than thirty breaths at most, all these red-robed priests would be slaughtered by the Black Flag Army, and the entire Black Flag Army would not suffer much loss.

The person who spoke out earlier in the giant chariot couldn't ignore it, because as long as all these red-robed priests were killed, the next Black Flag Army would naturally annihilate even the giant chariot he was in.

"Boom" A detonation sounded inside the giant chariot, and the treasure lid that covered the giant chariot flew high like a pot lid that had been washed open by steam.

Long flags like iron curtains all fluttered outward.

What poured out was a thick black smoke and black fire that was no longer much new, but was just as terrifying.

A tall figure in the midst of black smoke and black fire, as if it had no feet, flew out of the giant chariot.

"Do you want your family to be slaves with you forever?"

The figure, which seemed to have no feet, made such a sound as it appeared.

There is no breath that completely transcends the Holy Order.

Therefore, in this giant chariot, it is not the Purgatory Mountain Sect Master, but another Purgatory Mountain Great Elder.

His words did not clearly mention the person who was speaking, but when such a voice sounded, all the people who were escorting the imperial guard and the escort outside Chiba Pass completely changed their faces.

Zhantai Qiantang and Hu Biyi's body not far behind the reckless worshipper also kept trembling.

More horses' hooves and swords rang out.

Five hundred honor guards and two thousand guards also began to charge.

None of these sounds could drown out the terrible roar of a flying sword as it suddenly accelerated.

The flying sword that flew out in front of the trembling Da Mang worship was strangled together with Hu Piyi's flying sword, cutting each other in the air, colliding, and clicking, intertwining a dazzling firelight.

It's just a breath of time.

Hu Biyi roared.

In the air, his flying sword was cutting, and it suddenly rolled, and it pressed the flying sword of this reckless worship, and the two flying swords actually froze in space, and they were glued together for a while, unable to get out.

Hu Piyi's breath shook again.

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His flying sword pressed down again, and forcibly suppressed the sword that Da Mang worshiped to the ground.

The ground shook violently, and a cloud of smoke and dust shook out, like two giants wrestling in the air, one pressing the other into the dirt.

"Poof" A mouthful of blood mist erupted from the mouth of the reckless worshipper.

However, his figure was like the wind, and he had also flown in front of Hu Piyi, and his two fingers were like swords, piercing Hu Piyi's shoulders.

Hu Biyi took a step back, and a bloody sword burst out from behind his shoulder.

The two fingers of the Great Mang's worship froze in the air.

The flying sword that flew from the ground behind him also cut off the back of his neck at this moment, ending this short but fierce battle of the Holy Master.

Hu Biyi coughed lightly, coughed up the blood foam that shook in his throat, and extremely skillfully wrapped his wound tightly with a bandage that had been coated with hemostatic plaster, and then glanced at Zhantai Qiantang.

The Great Elder of Purgatory Mountain, who floated out of the giant chariot behind him, landed on the giant chariot of a dead Great Elder of Purgatory Mountain in front of him.

Underneath that giant chariot were hundreds of slave cultivators with chains on their bodies.

The soul power of these slave cultivators before flowed into the runes of this giant chariot along the chains on their bodies, and it also stimulated billowing smoke.

At this moment, as soon as this Purgatory Mountain Great Elder landed on this giant chariot, black smoke flowed out of the giant chariot and flowed into the bodies of these slave cultivators along the chains.

The slave cultivators all screamed in pain, their hands tearing at their chests and tearing off pieces of flesh and blood.

Their eyes, which were already numb and full of slaves, could not see the slightest resistance at all, but began to be filled with blood-red flames, and their eyes, full of bloodshots, became blood-red and became crazy.

He has been ignoring anything that happened outside his body, and An Keyi, who was saving Ye Wangqing, raised his head.

She was the first to react to what had happened to these slave cultivators.

At this moment, in the mountains and forests not far away, Gao Yanan, Qin Xiyue, Bian Linghan, Jiang Xiaoyi, and Leng Qiuyu, all of these young powerhouses, were also calmly watching and waiting.

Gao Yanan and the others had also experienced the Battle of Dongjingling, and seeing the changes in these slave cultivators at this moment, they all thought of those Purgatory Mountain Black Dogs that could make people go crazy after biting In the entire Black Flag army, there is also one general who has never made a move.

This general in the last row is the cold general with a dark red mask who has been guarding Gu Yunjing closely, and in the last few years of Gu Yunjing's last few years, he was almost inseparable from Gu Yunjing.

When such a change occurred among the hundreds of slave cultivators, a nervous look flashed in his cold and indifferent eyes for the first time.

Xu Shengmo was still blocking the heavy cavalry and heavy armor army with a single sword.

Although the appearance of the Black Flag Army and the distinct participation of the camp in the battle against Purgatory Mountain made many of the originally hesitant school officials in Chiba Pass firmly choose to remain silent.

For the army on the front line, the Black Flag Army represents Gu Yunjing, so there is no large ordnance to attack Xu Shengmo, and the defenders on the city tower did not even send an arrow at Xu Shengmo.

It's just that Xu Shengmo is only able to withstand the impact of this iron flow.

The ground, which had already shaken under the impact of heavy horses and heavy armor, suddenly shook even more violently, and some soybean-sized stones on the ground even jumped up.

Such a tremor came from outside Chiba Pass, behind the Great Mang's Honor Guard and Guard, in a river between the dense forests at the foot of the mountain.

Large swaths of trees, shrubs, and weeds fell, and a massive, golden body trampled the river into a flat corridor.

These huge riders are very small compared to these huge bodies, but they also bring a strong sense of pressure and suffocation to anyone.

The cold general's eyes contracted sharply as he wore a dark red mask.

Elephant Army In this world, in addition to the Black Flag Army, another of the most powerful armies also appeared here.

And he saw at a glance that the huge white statue was far more than a hundred.

After taking refuge in Emperor Yunqin and receiving the support of Yunqin's national power, this army, which had been heavily damaged by Lin Xi in the Prajna Corridor, has been revitalized The Black Flag Army is not afraid of the Elephant Army.

If the two armies collide, I don't know who will kill the deer.

But he was sure that it was impossible for the Black Flag Army to block the impact of so many red-robed priests, reckless troops, mad cultivators, and this Divine Elephant Army at the same time.

The Black Flag Army is ready to die, but if they can't kill all these enemies, it is impossible to kill the other Purgatory Mountain Great Elder, let alone determine whether there is a Purgatory Mountain Sect Leader in the last giant chariot.

And if the Purgatory Mountain Sect is here, in the face of these forces of the other party, I am afraid that it will not be able to defeat, such a battle and death will be meaningless at all.

Retreat or continue to fight, this cold general wearing a dark red mask felt that at this time, I am afraid that only Lin Xi can make a decision.

However, Lin Xi is not here.

How can this war continue?

All the cultivators on this side of Qingluan Academy were shrouded in the shadow of failure.

Xu Shengmo was the most direct at this moment, and scolded softly: "Lin Xi, you idiot, what the hell did you go to":