If he could, the wind really wanted to use this trick to bring as much damage to the monster side as possible.
This point, even if Yun has always been by his side, he can't change it.
An enemy who knows the name of the storm will not tolerate such a threat.
Enemies who don't know the ability of the wind, if it's a sneak attack, it's okay, and they won't let it go.
Now, it can be said that it is not easy to have such an opportunity, and it is not enough to show it, but it is more important to have enough records.
There must still be an elite team on the monster side that has not been sent, and if it can appear at this time and become the soul of the wand under the rod of his own blow, the wind is extremely happy to see it.
It's a pity that although the leader of the other party is not strong in cultivation, his brain is not so dull.
"Maybe it's just to clean up the mess and push the battle forward."
Fengxin, it's not a pity.
There is no way to give the enemy real combat damage, and it is also quite a good record to completely defeat and scatter the hundreds of thousands of humanoid monsters that are still entangled in thousands of cultivators.
Although, this does not make much sense, just to speed up the progress of the battle.
However, being able to completely crush this kraft-like battle situation with an absolutely suppressive blow is undoubtedly a great morale boost.
Therefore, when the "stormy storm" is successfully walked through a hundred steps, the calm waves that belong to the wind are no longer after all, he is as calm as a mortal, so far suppressed in the body, hidden in the spiritual domain, has never been overtly revealed, this moment finally no longer endures, with the integration of heaven and earth in the spiritual realm, in the form suddenly changed, completely burst out.
In the next second, the battlefield changed dramatically, the wind roared, and the torrential rain poured down, which suddenly made the cultivators who were originally fighting with the monsters stunned, and looked at the gusts of wind in front of them, pouring torrential rain, strangled by the invisible enemy, and suddenly felt a sense of horror from the bottom of their hearts.
The wind blew across their cheeks, through the ends of their hair, and nothing else, like a normal wind.
The rain hit the beams of their heads, drenching the corners of their clothes, ordinary as if a random rain in the world, without any features.
But this kind of wind, this kind of rain, blows through the sky and falls to the ground, but it can't let go of any monster in its path.
The wind was like a sharp blade, perfectly scraping through the monster's body, twisting it into countless pieces, and blood could not be splashed.
The rain was like sharp silver needles, hitting the monster's body, splashing beautiful blood flowers, leaving small imperceptible blood holes.
It is densely packed all over the body, and the number of them is so large that people feel chills just by looking at it.
No humanoid monster could resist this attack, not even the possibility of escaping, and the moment it touched it, it meant the loss of life: although these humanoid monsters had long since lost their lives, they were just walking dead.
The cultivators stopped, and they found that they didn't need to do anything at all, and that they had done everything in this wind and rain.
The area covered is also extremely broad, even if it is not perfect to completely encompass the area where hundreds of thousands of humanoid monsters are located, but it also covers a considerable area, as long as these monsters continue to rush forward without fear of death, it is basically how many people come and die, and it is impossible for any fish to leak.
After all, they are too fragile and powerless in the face of this storm.
Not only these humanoid monsters, but even human cultivators shuddered a little when they felt the power of this rain.
The storm did not completely cover the monsters, but it did, completely cover these cultivators.
The wind and rain fell on them, and although they did not pose any threat or harm, it was nothing more than that.
They wanted to dodge, they wanted to escape, but they found that they couldn't do it at all, they could only watch the wind and the rain and swim in front of them.
What does this mean that if this move is not to judge the enemy as the monster side, but them, then at this moment, the poor worms who are as destroyed as those monsters are not others, but themselves, how can they not panic Suddenly found that he was actually just a little pitiful worm that some people could wipe out at will, how could this feeling be good Some people will rejoice that the person who carried out such a terrorist attack was their companion, not the enemy on the monster's side.
Some people are jealous or even angry because they are weak, as if life does not belong to them, and it is all about the joys and sorrows of others.
Some people will think far, far away, if they don't even have a Venerable on their side, they can already burst out such a terrifying attack, and when the two sides have a real Venerable battle, how can an ordinary cultivator like himself stay in the city tower by himself A thousand people, a thousand thoughts, some pessimistic, some optimistic, and the important thing is how they think.
More importantly, in the current battle situation, what kind of global changes will be caused by such a terrifying martial art.
There are very few people who are aware of this, but after all, it is not nothing, there are castle towers, there are people in the crowd, and there are also people on the enemy side.
"Don't be stunned, the drums of war have already beaten, and if we don't go, we won't even be able to drink soup."
In the city tower, when the wind and rain broke out completely, Yan Fusheng, the leader of the Heavenly Dao, flashed a sharp light in his eyes, and stopped waiting at this moment.
The cannon fodder war has completely ended from this moment, and the next thing to do is the real vanguard war, which should not be missed.
"With such a high-profile provocation, I don't know if the other party's main general will take action in advance, if so, we must go."
In the Hanhai Boundless Mercenary Group, the flying general Han Yu's gaze flashed from the wind, and finally stopped at the body of the monster master in the distance.
A monster of this level of cannon fodder was not in his hunting range from the beginning, and as for the very likely second-echelon elite combat power, I'm sorry, the flying general can't look at it.
From beginning to end, all he had to do was the lives of the seven main generals of the monster.
What cultivation is not enough, the strength is insufficient, sorry, this point has not been considered by the flying general Hanyu from beginning to end.
Maybe it was another occasion where he would have to think about that.
But this is the Holy Light Fortress, he is the advantage of the blessing of the Holy Light, and his body is also draped in the Holy Light Suit that greatly increases his strength, and the level is as high as the Weapon of Calamity.
His teammates, all of whom have elite equipment, may not be able to help the members of the Primordial Realm, but the members of the Xuan Realm can still become an important active combat force in the Spirit Realm with the blessing of the Holy Light Suit, and even complete the most critical blow.
In the next second, the Hanhai Boundless Mercenary Group dispatched, grabbed in front of everyone, threw itself into the battlefield, and threw it at the target they had already determined at the beginning: the monster master general who had not yet taken any action, but was already destined to take action in the near future.
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Pulling a hair and moving the whole body, the boundless movement of the Hanhai Sea is definitely not alone, followed by Yan Fusheng, that is, the way of heaven, and the elite cultivators who have watched the drama for a long time in the city tower.
There are Yan King Yan Potian, there are also the leaders of the younger generation of the Seven Holy Families, and there are unknown peak powerhouses of the Extreme Breaking Peak, but all cultivators who are confident enough in their own strength are all dispatched at this moment.
Because they understand that if they don't make a move, they will really miss the real opening of the battle, or even the whole real battle.
This is the vanguard battle, and it may be their most dazzling battle, the Venerable Ones did not make a move, it may be an accident, but there is no doubt that this accident has given them the most perfect stage for them to indulge themselves and show their strongest side.
"Keep rushing" Ignoring Bai Moyu, who had just rushed to his side, and didn't even have time to say a word, he didn't pay attention to the cultivators who were a little stunned behind him, who were stupid by the blow, and the wind and dust greeted Caixing, turned around and walked with the wind.
What Fengchen wants to do is very simple, there is no need to clean up the cannon fodder, he believes that the arrival of the wind and clouds is definitely not just to clean up the cannon fodder.
What's more, with such a big killer, they don't even need any effort to do anything next, it's enough to clean up all the cannon fodder.
Because, those humanoid monsters are really too happy to send them to death.
Since the cannon fodder is not to be bothered, the next thing to do is to face the real enemy and release these cannon fodder monsters.
Fengchen believed that he thought so, and Feng and Yun definitely thought so, and other cultivators thought the same way.
It's just that many of them haven't come back to their senses for the time being, forgetting what they should do now and what a good opportunity they can do.
So if he wants to rush, he is not afraid to rush: he will definitely be followed by a group of cultivators behind him, and he will definitely not fight alone.
But before he could take a few steps, a white shadow flashed in front of him, and the strong wind pressure blocked his way.
"Are you crazy, there is no blessing in the past, you have to abandon such an advantage and go to fight with them properly" Bai Moyu's voice sounded appropriately, stopping the wind and dust that was about to attack Bai Ying in time, and also let him see clearly what Bai Ying was.
Exactly the same height, exactly the same outline, exactly the same weapon, exactly the same move, the white shadow in front of him, there is no doubt that it comes from Bai Moyu's phantom thousand illusions, it is the result of the imprint he gave her a few days ago, and she has almost complete combat power.
The only thing that is different may be the blessing of the Holy Light Suit, after all, it is not Fengchen's own thing, and it cannot be engraved.
"I've forgotten about it, but if the other party doesn't...
Forget it, when I didn't say it.
Fengchen patted his head and smiled a little embarrassedly.
He had indeed forgotten all about the blessings of the Holy Light Fortress, and he was completely accustomed to this height, and even mistakenly thought that this was his own strength, and he was a little carried away, but he forgot what kind of comfortable environment this was in.
Just wanted to say, if the enemy considers such a disadvantage and refuses to move forward, then what should I do, a spiritual pressure that is almost crushing erupts, and the wind and dust are a little out of breath in an instant, and as far as the eye can see, the enemy's main general, but a person has already rushed in, and the spiritual pressure of the Ling people is from the body of this genuine Venerable, which erupts without reservation, and the momentum is magnificent.
"Let the second echelon attack, I'll go and meet those two human cultivators first."
Leaving such a sentence, the relatives of the slaughtering emperor, the leader of the losers, couldn't wait to rush out: his goal was the wind and clouds that shined.
I don't care about the suppression of the Holy Light Fortress, I don't care that the storm is still happening at this moment, it's not the best time to fight, as the relatives of the slaughtering emperor, even if they don't have their own name and no respect that belongs to them, they still have a sense of arrogance.
What about adversity, this is not a reason to give up, since he chose to fight at this moment, since the fire of war is ignited at this moment, there is no need to suppress it, let this fire burn, let this fire break through, this is the way of his slaughtering son.
Therefore, in the next second, a tiger rushed into the flock, and his target was not those trembling sheep, but the two hungry wolves who had no intention of hunting the sheep, but had that strength.
This battle between the tiger and the wolf came unexpectedly for anyone.
Only those two people noticed the moment the Slaughter Son attacked, and in an instant, they were ready to respond.
Who they are is the wind and clouds that are targeted by the son of slaughter, as the attacker, of course, you must be the first to detect the enemy.
"Wind and clouds" even if it is the wind, at this moment the face also showed an unprecedented solemn color, squinting at the clouds, but found that the latter was the same as himself, looking at it with a solemn face, and couldn't help but smile lightly: the two have a tacit understanding, this moment is still so good.
Of course, it is not expected in advance that the enemy lord will rush straight forward, and he is the strongest one, according to the estimation of the wind, the enemy will at most pour out of the nest, the main general may suppress the army, will not charge, and it is impossible to regard the two of them as targets.
This conjecture is also very reasonable, but after all, the wind still does not understand the opponent, and it is inevitable that there will be fatal errors when thinking about it.
But fortunately, they couldn't guess, but the two of them could still detect it in time, and in the next second, they made the most perfect response.
The wind is surging, coming from the spirit form of the wind, but it is perfectly fused with the clouds, combined with the strength of the incoming enemy, and the double amplification form is carried out.
The interpretation of the surging wind is the successive rise of new things, and the momentum is very strong, but in the spiritual realm of the wind, the new thing is that he himself and the clouds, and the momentum is very strong, which is combined with the son of slaughter that strikes at this moment.
The stronger the enemy, the correspondingly, the more powerful the two of them will be able to gain and engage in evenly matched battles.
And the other layer of meaning lies in the literal meaning: the wind rises, the clouds surge, because the wind rises, so the clouds surge.
While the wind invested a lot of spiritual power to strengthen itself, it strengthened the clouds to a greater extent.
So, this time, the cloud is the protagonist
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