Humanity’s Great Sage

During the Longquan meeting, the confrontations between the monks of the three major forces were mostly small-scale confrontations in the form of small teams.

I have also tried large-scale fighting before, that is, to delineate a range, and all parties will put all the monks into this area, and there will be a vigorous fight.

But after trying this twice, all parties are unwilling to continue.

Because in such a fight, each party will suffer huge losses, and the contribution will not be directly proportional to the income.

The small-scale confrontation of the team situation is different, the casualties can be effectively controlled, and if the monks guarding the mountain find that the situation is wrong, they can evacuate to preserve their strength.

There are three types of teams, one is the defensive team, sitting on the mountain peaks to resist the invading enemy.

One is the assault team, which takes the initiative to attack and capture the enemy's hilltops.

There is also a safari team, which travels around and goes wherever there is a bargain. If the opportunity is right, they will also cooperate with the attacking team to launch an attack.

Lu Ye was with the safari team.

There are only five people in the team, but all of them have good cultivation. Except for Xie Jin, who is fifth-level, the other three are all fourth-level.

Because the safari team is the team that is most likely to fight with the enemy, the requirements for cultivation are relatively high.

Not only that, but all five of them had mounts, which gave them great mobility.

Before dawn, Lu Ye met Xie Jin and the others and got to know each other. There were four men and one woman in the team. What made Lu Ye feel dizzy was that the woman who attacked him last night was also there. After seeing Lu Ye, his eyes were shining, and he would wink at him from time to time.

The woman's name is Qiao Qiao'er, a casual cultivator recruited, with a bold personality and extremely bold clothes.

The other two were named Song Xie and Tao Tiangang. Among them, Tao Tiangang was a disciple of Qingyu Mountain's main sect, and Song Xie was also a casual cultivator recruited.

There was originally a fourth-level cultivator from Qingyu Mountain in this team, but he was killed a few days ago, and Lu Ye was to fill the gap.

The mounts of several people are different, some ride a wolf, some ride a leopard, and there is a huge wild boar. The most outrageous is the mount of Song Xie, which is a big scorpion, the size of a tabletop with a metal body Glossy, with a cold gleam at the high raised tail, it's not easy to mess with, and I don't know how Song Xie subdued this monster.

Song Xie himself looked sickly, with green skin and an expression of dying. Lu Ye doubted whether this guy would die suddenly at any time.

In the mountains and fields, the surrounding area was very quiet, five people and five riders stood by silently, closing their eyes and adjusting their breathing.

It was less than a stick of incense before Xie Jin suddenly said, "Let's go!"

The four of them opened their eyes together, got on their mounts, and ran in one direction under Xie Jin's leadership.

On a mountain over there, a group of Qingyu Mountain monks were fighting against the attack of the Qin family monks, and the scene was anxious. Originally, the Qin family had been watching the excitement, but after Han Zheyue lost his temper, Qin Wanli could only mobilize his own people to participate in the attack and put pressure on Qingyu Mountain.

The task of Xie Jin's five-member team was to cooperate with his own mountain guard monks to attack Qin's people, which reflected the strong mobility of the safari team.

However, not far ahead, Xie Jin shouted loudly: "Meet the enemy!"

The opponent's safari team has also been dispatched, and they are coming here. It won't be long before the two teams will meet.

After a while, the enemy's silhouette was faintly visible in front of him, and the monks riding monster beasts moved nimbly among the mountains and forests, and the distance between the two sides quickly narrowed.

Xie Jin took the lead, Lu Ye and Qiao Qiaoer lined up on the left and right, Song Xie Tao Tiangang was further behind, and five people and five riders rushed forward in a straight line.

When they were still thirty feet away from each other, the spiritual power began to surge. I don't know if it was a tacit understanding or something. Xie Jin and the leading fifth-level cultivator opposite each sacrificed a golden wheel talisman. Arc Zhan attacked towards the opposite side.

The sharp slash caused big trees to fall, and the ground was plowed with slash marks. The two monks moved to dodge the attack.

When the power of the magic talisman was exhausted, the monks from the two sides had already met them head-on, and two long whips were rolled out from their respective teams. The spiritual light flashed on the long whips, which were clearly spiritual weapons.

The long whips were twisted together, and under their respective efforts, the two were dragged off their mounts at the same time. On one end of the long whip, Qiao Qiaoer looked at a fourth-level monk on the other side with disgust: "What kind of whip do men play with? Shameless! "

The monk kept silent, shook his long whip to untie the restraint, and hit Qiao Qiao'er face to face. Qiao Qiaoer was not to be outdone, and the two immediately fought into a ball, and even their mounts began to bite each other.

These two fought lively, and the others were not idle either. The moment their figures crossed, at least six people from the two teams were knocked off their mounts.

In fact, monks are not very used to riding their own mounts to fight. The biggest use of mounts is to replace transportation, and the second is to assist in combat. It is difficult to use their own strength while riding on mounts.

Lu Ye also fell to the ground, but he rolled over on his own initiative. In the frontal collision just now, a fourth-level realm of the opponent was cut off by him. Although he was not injured, he was quite embarrassed.

After finally standing up, Lu Ye rushed forward with a knife, and slashed at the man's neck with one knife.

The man didn't react slowly, and quickly raised the spiritual weapon in his hand to block, but he didn't know that the knife didn't fall completely, and the long knife stopped in front of the opponent's spiritual weapon.

Spiritual power surged, and the man suddenly raised his head, and at a glance, he saw Lu Ye raising his hand to face him, with a reddish light glowing in his palm.

There was a sound of flapping wings, and a fat bird suddenly appeared and bumped into the monk's arms.

With a bang, the spiritual power exploded, and the scorching breath filled the air. The cultivator screamed and flew out, his chest was covered in blood and flesh.

The light of Xue Liang's knife flashed across his eyes, the man was startled, and tried his best to use his spiritual power to protect his body, but there was only a slight pain in his neck, and his vision began to collapse.

Lu Ye has put away his knife, and he found that with the combination of spells, killing the enemy is much easier than before. Even if he could kill such a fourth-level realm in the past, he would have to chop for a long time. A monk is not a fish on the chopping board. What do you think? You can chop whatever you want, they also have weapons in their hands, and they will block deadly attacks.

However, after a spell, unless the opponent uses some defensive charms, it will be difficult to block it. When he is in a state of confusion, Lu Ye can naturally chop as he wants.

It was almost a face-to-face effort, and a fourth-level cultivation base was under the knife with hatred. The battle of others had almost just begun, and Lu Ye's side had already ended.

He exerted force on his feet and rushed to the nearest battlefield in a few steps. Here, Xie Jin was fighting a fifth-layer monk from the enemy.

Both of them are military cultivators, and they got off their mounts as soon as they met, and fought close to each other. However, they are quite similar in strength, so it is difficult to tell the winner.

Suddenly, there was a cool feeling behind the five-level environment, and when the strong wind hit, he hurriedly lowered his head, and the top of his head felt cool, his hair was broken and flying, and a piece of his scalp was peeled off.

When he looked up again, he could see clearly who the attacker was, and not far away, there was another clansman lying in a pool of blood.

His mind was shocked, so a person died?

Suddenly recalling the news he had received before, he looked at Lu Ye in horror: "It's you?"

He finally remembered that two days ago, there was a guy who broke through Tai Luozong's territory by himself, and that guy seemed to be riding a big snow-white tiger.

It is said that more than a dozen people died on Tai Luozong's side, and even one in the fifth level was killed.

I didn't recognize Lu Ye before because the Qin family had no contact with Lu Ye before.

Xie Jin was not easy to deal with, but now that such a murderer appeared to help out, how could he be an opponent? Immediately thought of quitting.

However, it is not so easy to retreat at this moment. Lu Ye teamed up with Xie Jin for a round of strong attacks, and the five-level realm retreated step by step. In just ten breaths, this man opened his door.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Lu Ye slashed out with a knife, the long knife flashed with spiritual light, and the spirit pattern blessed it. When the blade fell, the man was disemboweled, screamed, and fell to the ground.

The long sword in Xie Jin's hand shook repeatedly, piercing the opponent's wrist and cutting off the opponent's tendons.

With a bang, the weapon fell to the ground, and Lu Ye's long knife flipped over and stabbed straight down, piercing the opponent's heart.

When the sword was drawn, blood gushed out, and the next moment, Lu Ye and Xie Jin sprinted to the left and right respectively, and there were still two battle circles scorching over there.

What Lu Ye pounced on was Qiao Qiaoer's battlefield. She and the male cultivator danced their respective long whips, and the aura kept flickering on the long whips. Qiao Qiaoer's face was whipped, half of her face was raised It was swollen, and a welt was very conspicuous, but her opponent was not much better, and she didn't know what kind of trauma she had suffered. At this moment, her posture was a bit weird, her legs were clamped, and her face was as pale as paper.

Seeing that his side had lost two people, and the strongest fifth-layer was dead, the male cultivator knew that his time was running out, so he took a whip from Qiao Qiaoer, his skin was torn apart, and he took out a piece of paper from the storage bag. The talisman hit her.

The magic talisman exploded, turning into a three-way pin-shaped slash, and struck Qiao Qiaoer in an instant.

Qiao Qiaoer wanted to hide, but couldn't dodge, she hurriedly stepped back and tried to get a golden amulet out of her storage bag, at this moment, a figure suddenly jumped in front of her, with a flash of inspiration, something like a shield blocked her ahead.

Duk duk duk... three slashes fell, but failed to shake the shield in the slightest.

After the crisis was resolved, Qiao Qiaoer blinked at the figure standing in front of her, and pursed her lips into a smile, but the injury on her face made her smile look a little scary.

There was a rumbling sound, and a wild boar rushed towards him with the momentum of a collision. The male cultivator with a whip had just been whipped by Qiao Qiaoer, and his tendons were broken and his bones were broken. He couldn't avoid it at all.

With a sound of hitting the ground, the wild boar knocked the male cultivator into the air, and the fangs at the corner of his mouth scraped off a piece of flesh and blood. When he landed, the four-level realm only had air in and no air out.

Qiao Qiaoer lashed down with a whip, and the angry long whip directly blasted the man's head, as if smashing a watermelon.

On the other side, Song Xie coughed softly. Beside him, the giant scorpion poked a man with its pointed tail, and held it up high. The man was not dead for a while, but was still struggling violently. The blood and internal organs continued to scatter, and the scene was bloody. .