Chapter Thirty-One
"kill!"
After the Fenyang army entered the formation, the Modao formation began to move slowly, like a giant beast that had been awakened.
Chew and swallow the Fenyang essence slowly.
The evil energy soaring into the sky almost condensed into substance, covering the entire Mo Dao formation.
People outside the formation could only hear the sounds of fighting coming from all around, but could not see anything going on inside.
At this time, Mo Dao is in the formation!
The ordinary soldiers of the Fenyang Army were like cattle and sheep entering a slaughterhouse, with no power to resist at all.
The faces of the worshipers at Shenjian Villa were so gloomy that they were almost dripping with water.
As soon as they entered the formation, they noticed something was wrong. The energy that used to flow like an arm and finger actually felt a little stagnant.
This feeling gradually deepened as they went deeper into the Mo Dao Formation. When the three of them felt that something was wrong, the way they came had already been blocked.
Hundreds of Mo Dao were like a chasm, trapping them tightly in this cage.
"Brother Liu, can you still use your true energy?"
Ye Han's face was extremely gloomy, and his usual kind look was gone.
"I can shoot two swords at most!"
"If you use two swords, you still can't break this formation!"
"I'm afraid all three of you and I will die here!"
The face of the worshiper surnamed Liu was not much better than that of Ye Han.
This Modao formation is really mysterious. It can not only suppress the true energy in their bodies, but also greatly enhance the strength of Sergeant Modao.
Under the circumstances, the three of them, who were strong in psychic powers, were really beaten by a group of big-headed soldiers, and they lost their temper.
"Strike to the rear with all your strength. The further away from the center of the formation, the weaker the suppression will be!"
After Ye Han nodded slightly, he spoke in a solemn tone.
"good!"
The remaining two priests were also decisive people. After hearing Ye Han's words, they all nodded vigorously.
The long swords in his hands also buzzed and vibrated.
"The Milky Way is upside down!"
The priest surnamed Liu was the first to take action. The long sword in his hand cut out a huge sword light, just like the pale crescent moon in the middle of the night, which sent chills to the bones.
The sword roared and fell to the ground. Several Modao soldiers were directly shaken to pieces, and the heavy armor all over their bodies was also reduced to pieces.
A small gap opens!
Ye Han's face flashed with joy, and the long sword in his hand swung towards the gap.
"Tap, tap, tap!"
When the three of them were attacking the gap with all their strength, a group of Mo Dao sergeants with cold faces came towards the three of them from the gap, holding Mo Dao filled with cold light.
A group of about a hundred Mo Dao soldiers, led by a small commander, surrounded and killed Ye Han and the others.
"kill!"
Colors flashed across the faces of Ye Han and the other three, and they each used their special moves to attack the hundreds of Mo Dao soldiers.
“Shabu Shabu!”
After being suppressed by the large formation, their strength has long been reduced to ten percent. The full force attack just now consumed all the remaining true energy in their bodies.
The three of them are now completely supported by a spirit of bloody courage.
"clang!"
Where the swords meet, sparks jump!
Although their true energy has been suppressed, they have not forgotten the fighting experience accumulated over the years.
The three of them relied on each other and managed to withstand the attack of a group of Mo Dao soldiers.
Even several Mo Dao sergeants fell in front of them.
But the good times did not last long. The power of the three of them was like water without roots. Sooner or later, it would run out.
On the other hand, Sergeant Modao, with the large formation at their back, has almost endless increases in strength.
Finally, due to an oversight by Liu, one of his arms was cut off by a sharp sword.
The scarlet blood light is very dazzling!
Liu Gongfeng howled out in an instant, and the long sword in his hand dropped directly. In just a few seconds, his originally rosy complexion turned as golden as paper.
"kill!"
Dozens of Mo Dao came through the wind and killed him while he was sick. This principle does not need to be taught.
"Brother Liu, be careful!"
Ye Han beside him was anxious and angry, with cold sweat on his forehead.
Facing the fierce and powerful Sergeant Mo Dao, he gradually began to show signs of despair.
When he issued a warning, several Mo Dao sergeants came to attack him.
But how could Liu Gongfeng, who had a broken arm, escape from dozens of menacing Sergeant Modao?
He desperately asked Ye Han for help, but it was all in vain.
The last thing he saw was probably the face of a soldier with a face as cold as bluestone.
The Mo Dao fell and blood rose!
Liu Chongfeng's whole body was directly chopped into pieces. Something like the Mo Dao could directly cut through iron armor, let alone a mortal body like Liu Chongfeng.
"Damn it!"
After Ye Han cursed angrily, he tried his best to shake away several soldiers beside him, and then ran away in a panic.
As soon as he ran away, the face of the taciturn priest changed instantly. He was about to yell at Ye Han for being shameless.
But when the three of them were surrounded and killed, they were all in danger, let alone him alone now.
After barely dodging several attacks, he was overwhelmed by the sharp Mo Dao.
After Ye Han escaped, he was like a headless fly.
Ran into another Mo Dao team!
There was naturally no nonsense in the meeting between the two parties. After a fight, this Ye Han Ye worshiped him, just like the previous two.
It turned into fertilizer that nourished this land.
Three high-level warriors who communicated with the gods died inexplicably in the Modao army formation.
You must know that spiritual warriors are extremely rare even in Shenjian Villa.
These three people all have the background of Shenjian Villa, and Liu Tianhe really spent a lot of money to help Qin Xi.
After the three priests were killed in battle, all the ordinary Fenyang elites were almost slaughtered.
There is not much suppression when they enter the formation, because their martial arts level is so low that even the formation cannot recognize their existence (the intelligent formation is the most deadly)
They were all slaughtered because their combat prowess was too far behind Mo Dao's army.
Coupled with the Modao Formation and the home ground of the Modao Army, they were like a fat pig that had crashed into a boiling hot oil pan.
From the beginning to the end of this battle, Li Siye did not take any action. It was Sergeant Modao who, with the help of Modao's formation, left behind three divine warriors.
If this record is revealed!
Chapter completed!