Immortal Space

  Chapter 57

  While watching the battle, the two were joking vigorously, and the first round of attacks by Wang Hong's subordinates was over.

  While the opponent is still in a panic and disorder, the whole team quickly intersects behind it, cutting off its retreat, and no one dares to block it alone on the way.

  After Lin Yun and everyone else reacted, a group of soldiers were already in formation, and more than forty long guns were thrown at them.

   "Everyone, don't panic, spread out, the other party is weaker than us in terms of cultivation and numbers."

  Lin Yun stood in the crowd and shouted loudly. He was ashamed and angry in his heart. He was caught by surprise by the opponent when he was superior in all aspects.

   Killing the poisonous tree with the highest cultivation level in one round, even if he wins this battle, he will be shameless.

   "If everyone has any means, just use it, and then hide it, everyone will not be able to please."

  Cultivating Immortal Realm fighting methods requires guarding against both enemies and teammates, so everyone is used to keeping one hand.

   At this time, everyone was also indifferent, and many people used their trump card to kill Wang Hong's side. Although there are still many people paddling in it, it is already in full swing at this time.

  Seeing dozens of brilliance flying towards them, Wang Hong, Zhang Chunfeng, and Shouhou all sacrificed top-grade defensive magic weapons.

  The defensive light shields of the magic weapon are connected together, which can protect more than forty people.

  Although the soldiers are all wearing a full set of middle-grade armor, in this kind of group battle, once they are attacked by concentrated fire, not to mention the middle-grade magic weapon, even the top-grade magic weapon cannot defend against it.

  The soldiers strode forward under the cover of the defensive cover.

  The attacks of various spells and instruments fell on the defensive cover, causing a burst of bang bang.

   This kind of attack is different from the uniformity of Wang Hong's soldiers. They can land on the same point at the same time, forming a joint force and increasing damage.

  The attacks of Lin Yun and his group were chaotic, with different targets and different timings.

   This greatly relieved the defensive pressure on Wang Hong and the others, and the attack by dozens of people was not easy to bear.

  Shouhou was the weakest among the three. He was already quite reluctant to use the high-grade magic weapon of the imperial envoy, and his face was pale. Now he was attacked, and the corners of his mouth couldn't stop bleeding.

  The spiritual power in his body has been exhausted, and before he sacrificed the magic weapon, he had already drunk a stomach full of spiritual wine.

  The spirit wine in the belly continuously releases spiritual power to replenish the pill.

  Skinny Monkey didn't care about it at this time, squeezed out every trace of spiritual power in his body, and frantically poured it into the magic weapon.

   Gradually, the supplementary spiritual power could not keep up with the speed of his consumption, his dantian became dry, and the spiritual power vortex in the center of the dantian slowly shrank.

  In a short period of time, he has dropped from the fifth level of Qi training to the fourth level of Qi training.

  Skinny Monkey continues to inject the original spiritual power into the magic weapon. The original spiritual power of the monks is all fortunately cultivated. If the original spiritual power is consumed, the realm will also decline.

  He can't care about his own realm now, he doesn't want to see people he is familiar with and close to die in battle.

  He was originally the son of a farmer in the north of Chu State. Because of the invasion of Qin State, he followed his parents and wandered around, living a life of hunger and food.

   Shortly thereafter, he was separated from his parents and passed out on the side of the road after starving for more than ten days.

   Thought his life was over, he woke up and found himself lying in a warm tent with a bowl of steaming meat porridge beside him.

  After wandering for many years, he finally felt a kind of warmth and a sense of security that he had never had before.

   Then he tried his best to perform, rushed to do big and small jobs, and died in the barracks.

  Afterwards, Wang Hong recruited him into the personal guards. Everyone in the personal guards saw that he was young, smart and hardworking, and treated him like his own son.

  He has also formally integrated into this team. He regards this place as his own home. He is a member of this big family. Whenever someone dies in battle, he will be sad for a long time.

   Therefore, even if his cultivation base is completely useless, he must fulfill his responsibility to protect his relatives. He doesn't want to see anyone die in battle again.

  Under the cover of the three-person defense mask, the soldiers have already rushed to the enemy, with three teams as the main attack, and two teams outflanking.

  At this time, Shouhou's cultivation has dropped to the third level of Qi training, Wang Hong asked him to step down.

   At this time, Lin Yun's team was manned, and few people were still actively attacking. There was no need for overall defense. Wang Hong and Zhang Chunfeng also seemed to be able to defend with ease.

  The monks of the Lin family were all summoned temporarily, and they didn't even have basic trust with each other, let alone cooperate with each other.

  When the soldiers rushed to the front, everyone's reactions and choices were naturally different. There are those who hide and defend, and those who retreat, and those who charge forward only account for a small part.

  And the previous intensive attacks of throwing guns in order to dodge have been dispersed.

  This also led to a situation where Wang Hong's subordinates beat more and fewer, although they had the upper hand.

  Soldiers don't need to defend. Every time, three or five people, or even eight or nine people besiege one person.

  The move is also very simple. Several people shoot straight at the same time, so that the opponent has nowhere to hide and no defense.

  So although his cultivation base is a little low, he still has the melee advantage of a body-training cultivator. Under the siege of several people, the efficiency of killing enemies is also extremely high.

   This scene greatly exceeded the expectations of the monks watching the battle in the distance.

   "Cut, this Lin family monk is too useless. Two late-stage Qi training, mid-twenty Qi training, more than 50 people, with all the advantages, they can still fight like this."

   "It's not that they are crippled, but that the opponent is too strong. If you lead the monks of the Qi family, what are your chances of winning?" the monk in white said calmly.

  The monk in Tsing Yi thought for a while before saying: "If I bring the same number as the monks of the Lin family, I should be able to win."

  The monk in white smiled and said: "You mean the one hundred elites of your Qi family, right? Even if you win, you will suffer heavy losses."

  The two families are family friends and know each other well.

   "Brother Jiang, these people came out of nowhere. I have never heard of such a faction in Qingxu City."

  "I have never heard of it, but seeing that its movements are uniform and well-trained, it is obviously not something that can be achieved in a short time.

   Its fighting style is more like a mortal army battle. The mortals are not strong enough alone, and more emphasis is placed on collective cooperation.

  The monks have strong personal strength, and they pay more attention to the improvement of their own strength. Besides, in order to pursue the Dao and seek freedom, no one wants to be restrained by the army. "

  The phrase "white-clothed youth" hits the difference between mortals and monks in their fighting styles.

   At this time, more than half of the monks of the Lin family had been killed or injured on the battlefield, and more than 20 people were released intentionally or unintentionally.

   Yinlang was unlucky, he wasn't on the list of being let go, he had already entered Wang Hong's blacklist, how could he let him escape?

   Seeing the soldiers surrounding him, he had already been pierced by several spears before he could beg for mercy. He usually likes to plot secretly, but this time he accidentally calculated his own life into it.

   Seeing that the situation was over, Lin Yun wanted to escape several times, but was surrounded by a group of soldiers.

  He also thought about surrendering temporarily, but he also understood that this time it was obviously a game designed to target him.

  If you want to kill him, it’s useless to surrender, you’ll be humiliating yourself; if you don’t want to kill him, there’s no need for him to surrender voluntarily.

   "You really dare to kill me, are you not afraid of revenge from my ancestors of the Lin family?" Lin Yun asked Wang Hong loudly.

  Wang Hong smiled slightly and said confidently, "I'm waiting for him to come!"

   "I understand." Lin Yun understood at this time that the other party had already calculated it, and he foolishly led all the monks of the Lin family to come all the way to die.

  At this moment, Lin Yun felt infinite regret.

   I have been tricked into death, and I have indirectly killed many monks of the Lin family, and even the ancestors of the family.