MTL - World of Cultivation-~ The second hundred and ninety-five

The 290th War

Zhuque Camp did not start immediately.

They are like patient hunters, waiting for the other side to show fatal flaws. Continuous battles make them mature quickly, not just for the grandson, but for others as well. At the moment, there is no need for the grandson to give orders, and everyone knows what to do.

Gongsun’s eyes were shining, his face was full of his sly smile, and he was obviously stimulated by his brother’s proposal.

Seeing the smile on Xiao Niang’s face, everyone understood it and Xiao Niang began to be serious. They have been busy with a 12-point spirit and concentrated their attention. If they don't finish well enough, then waiting for them will be inhumane...

They are all together.

Everyone's eyes are polished and sparkling.

The first to start is the outer church. I saw only a team of 5,000 people. Suddenly, they were divided into five teams. Two of them were rushing forward, while the other two were surrounded by the flank.

"They want to surround us?" Ma Fan was a bit stunned.

"Hey!" Xie Shan smiled and murdered.

Everyone saw that the outside hall wanted to swallow this Jinwucheng elite of six or seven hundred people.

"Jinwucheng is too big for this team." Dahan shook his head: "Therefore, there was no confusion in the outer court. They finally know that their greatest advantage is in the number of people. As long as they are entangled in this team, they will always be slow. Slowly kill each other."

The middle-aged man was silent and did not speak, but he agreed with the man.

It can be seen that it is natural that they are not only the same, but Rong Wei also sees it.

She looked at the team that was about to be surrounded with some confusion. After a few days, she had her own judgment on this mysterious team.

This is a true elite!

They are proficient in tactics, have excellent personal qualities, are disciplined, and are patient and resistant. How can such a team make such common sense mistakes? Although they are elite, the number of people is really different. When faced with the current situation, their best tactics should be to use their mobility to constantly mobilize the enemy, and find opportunities to continue to eat.

But the Suzaku camp seems to be indifferent to being surrounded.

Some pity in her heart, such an elite, it is necessary to fold here. She still wanted to seek cooperation with the other side, so it seems that she had to find another way.

Just as everyone was sorry, Suzaku Camp started!

Without any cleverness, they rushed directly to the two teams that flew in the face.

People's hearts are full of surprises. The two teams on the head, which together add up to 2,000 people, are the most popular and the most difficult choices in all directions.

However, Suzaku Camp chose a positive breakthrough!

accelerate! No hesitation to accelerate!

In the sky, the whistling sound of tearing sounds.

Xie Shan and Ma Fan served as the foremost point of the first wave of shocks, and immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Ma Fan's phantom body spurred to the extreme, but the whistling sound in his ear gradually faded, and his high speed smashed back! I saw a series of false and real images in the sky, lifelike, and the blink of an eye was shattered by the players who followed.

He does not need to look around, he knows that Xie Shan must be not far from him, they have not only cooperated once, tacit understanding.

The speed is too fast, he can't even see the enemy's face, his eyebrows are low, his eyes are converging, and the flying sword appears in his hands.

The enemy is zooming in at an alarming speed, and the warfare that is brewing in his body is also raised to the highest point in an instant. The mentality that has been prepared for a long time is spouting out of the flying sword!

Fantasy Shadowless Sword!

Senran sword is intended to condense at the tip of every sword, and to bring long shadows, swaying, flickering, and uncertain.

The three repairers shrouded in the sword's mind changed face, and under the shackles, the emperor escaped to both sides!

Xie Shanxiu is the highest, but if you talk about the talent of the sword and the understanding of the sword, Zhuque Yingma is the first. Each sword mans, gave birth to three or five virtual and difficult to distinguish the virtual shadow, giving people a sense of the sky, avoiding the inevitable feeling. The point of the sword at the tip of each sword is pure and incomparable.

Every time the outside cultivator faced, it seemed as if he felt the swordsman’s eyebrows and his heart screamed.

Where Ma Fan passed, the outside cultivator retreated to both sides like a tide.

And Xie Shan's whole body is full of spiritual power, and the horror of more than one hundred and eighty crystals is the pressure that is emanating. It is simply a collapse. The outsiders suddenly remembered that they had almost killed the horror of the three sorcerers of Nansheng Town.

The onlookers were in awe, and they flew into the sky and looked at the battlefield with horror.

Everyone can clearly feel the fluctuations released by the mountain. One hundred and eighty crystals are the super strong condensate veins of the three-day repairer, which is the most prominent existence in the vein.

However, the middle-aged people around Dahan are more optimistic about Ma Fan.

"So young, you can have such a pure sword, it is rare, it is not difficult to become a master in the future. If you have the opportunity, you may wish to recruit it."

Dahan didn't take it for granted. In the martial art, there were not a few young teachers who could have such strength, and they lacked the interest of Ma Fan.

The middle-aged man knows what Dahan is thinking, and he secretly sighs. In his view, Ma Fan can cultivate such a pure sword in such an environment, which is enough to show that his talent is very good. Although the disciples in the door are all good, but how many panacea is used to pile up?

However, he did not advise much.

As with the middle-aged people, there is Rong Wei. However, she knew that the Suzaku camp was so powerful that she did not move her mind, but her heart was surprised and not increased. This team, the dragon and the tiger, is even more powerful than she imagined.

She suddenly glanced at the man sitting on the auspicious cloud floating above Jinwucheng. Just now she heard the man shouting a "teacher". Is he the principal? When her eyes fell on the man's side and wore a woman's face, although she couldn't see the depth, her heart gave birth to a strong instinct. The strength of this female repair is never simple.

This group is not simple!

The faces of the disciples of the Ming dynasty are hard to see. The powerful combat power demonstrated by both Ma Fan and Xie Shan has allowed the outside cultivators to avoid them. No one dares to stop them for a while.

Soon, there were four aunt disciples who flew toward the two at the same time.

Xie Shan smiled awkwardly, and the flying sword rose on his hand. His body shape suddenly accelerated, and the whole person turned into a glimpse of the brilliance, and he went to the four people!

Ma Fan is a heart-shaped figure, and he is detached from the four people, still rushing forward. The green behind him immediately filled his position, and Lei Peng, who was on the green side of the year, was smirking and screaming at the four Ming dynasty disciples shrouded in Xie Shan. Behind Lei Peng, several other masters are also murderous.

There was no chance to give each other a single fight. When they were trapped by Xie Shan, Lei Peng and others’ swords and swords were silent.

Four people have a bloodline in their throats.

They open their eyes, fears stiff on their faces, and want to say something.

No one cares about them. Everyone in Tianfeng’s songs doesn’t look at the three people and flies past them.

After getting rid of Ma Fan, he is alone with a single arrow, and his wrist is shaking. The long-awaited swordsman, hey, like a sword and light rain. Everyone only felt that the eyes were suddenly bright, and the overwhelming swordsman screamed at the arrogance, and the swords were enshrouded. Everyone was numb and numb, and the color changed on the spot.

The mind is taken away, subconsciously dodging.

Tianfeng Qu is like a knife that burns red, and the fat that has been frozen into pieces is not blocked, and it is divided into two.

Followed by the six parts of the Suzaku Camp.

Unlike the sharpness of the Tianfeng song, the six parts of the show are power. If the Tianfeng song is a sharp knife, then the six parts are six heavy hammers, which are unstoppable and powerful.

The battle of two thousand people, in front of the six, is like a paper paste. It is pierced with a soft tap. Only a straight **** rain is left behind, and they are swaying down.

In the blink of an eye, the situation on the battlefield turned straight down, and everyone looked stunned.

Breaking through and disrupting the front of the two thousand people, the advantages of both sides suddenly reversed. At this time, the Suzaku Camp prevailed.

This this……

Countless people were stunned, and they stared at Suzaku Camp as if they were in a state of incompetence, and instantly broke through the battle of two thousand people. That is two thousand people! The number is three times that of Suzaku Camp!

The messed up repairers, like headless flies, are screaming everywhere. No matter how Hong Junxuan shouted and angered, it was useless.

The face of Dahan, middle-aged, and Rong Wei has changed!

Their eyes are sharper and more accurate. The confrontation between the two sides was only a short moment, but it was so short, it brought them too much shock and brought them too much content to digest.

More than a dozen comprehensions who have learned the sword!

If you simply look at the quantity, the big man shouldn’t have been surprised. The disciples who understand the sword in the door are not a minority. However, they are all disciples, and the disciples in the door enter the ministries, which are the backbone.

To build a breakthrough team with a master who understands swordsmanship...

This kind of thing, don't say it, he has never heard of it.

It’s too extravagant!

Dahan feels that he is going crazy. He has some doubts. Is his martial art really a big door? Why is there a feeling of being sour?

Rong Wei looked at the chaotic battlefield in the sky. This team of six or seven hundred people had a strong fighting power. She had a fairly high estimate before. But today witnessing the battle process, she found that she is still greatly underestimated.

War will!

This is definitely a team with a warrior, and it is still a warrior with a low grade.

The fierce and fierce impact, like a knife-like sharp and accurate cutting dismemberment, the echo and cover between each team, including the route of their advancement and the timing of the attack, impeccable!

Rong Wei only felt cold sweats down, and the waiter trained her to do her best, and she learned the war. Otherwise, the grandfather would not assign her.

As early as fifteen years old, she won the bronze medal in the Baptist School, and her talent is amazing.

She was fortunate in her heart. Fortunately, today she did not hang the bronze warfare card at her waist.

She looked at the young man who was tightly guarded in the middle and felt incredible. She has heard the most praise from genius, but now she has witnessed a young man who is not much older than her, but who is much taller than her.

The grandson did not notice that someone was watching him. His eyes were like the stars of the night, emitting a radiant glow.

He has been paying attention to the changes in the battlefield and suddenly opened his mouth.

"Ready to start."