The layers of corpses demonstrated Han Feilong's determination, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Fu Lin glanced at the blood flowing under his feet, his eyes sank.

He had already ordered Chi Xuance to lead a group of cultivators who had exhausted their true energy to dig trenches and build bunkers, hoping that it would be too late.

More than a hundred cultivators on the opposite side, in a fearless attack, exhausted all their combat power below the Wentian Realm.

Although they also left dozens of corpses, Han Feilong's goal was finally achieved.

This is the tragic thing about the sect of cultivation. People can run away, but unfortunately the mountain gate does not grow feet.

Unless you dare to give up your ancestors' foundation, implicate the entire sect, and be a shameful person for the rest of your life, you can only submit under the threat of the great forces.

In contrast, although his wild cultivator is better than the opponent's overall strength, he has no choice but to gather too short, and his cohesion and combat power are far inferior.

When the opponent attacked him violently, he lost his rules in panic. The true energy was poured out like money, wasting his strength advantage in vain.

So that those who had just refined the pills had to rush up to stabilize their position, which made the original plan of a backup plan was wasted again.

The result of this battle was that the opponent successfully achieved the goal of Duizi with lower combat power.

Although only a dozen people died on my side and dozens of them died on the other side, the battlefield situation has never been a simple question of counting the number of people.

He lost this time, Fu Lin sighed and looked at the passage in front of him.

Now, after the other party's commander was replaced by Han Feilong, he was sharp and no longer brought the corpses. The high-rise bodies blocked the passage and could no longer see the movement outside.

Without the vitality of heaven and earth, the spiritual consciousness is greatly limited.

Fu Lin looked back and saw some simple trenches and bunkers, and people were beginning to hide one after another.

The wild cultivators who had just retreated from the war were first allowed to enter, followed by Yun Luo and the others.

A somewhat shameful failure did not make them look down upon, but instead received such courtesy.

Jiang Cang and others who were standing beside him nodded silently.

Fu Lin saw Yun Luo from the queue, and successfully killed Qin Mingyue and escaped from Shengtian, but suddenly fell into such a dilemma. He was still not arrogant or impatient, holding a child in his left and right hands, and following the crowd calmly.

He also saw his disciple who had been with him stupidly for more than ten years. He turned his head in a sensible way and smiled honestly at him.

All of this is worthy of your own efforts to protect.

Fu Lin smiled, and suddenly a subtle sound of breaking through the air came from his ears.

The expression on his face suddenly turned serious and he shouted: "Seeking quickly!"

The sound of breaking through the air suddenly became louder, until it was whistling.

When he saw the speed and size of the arrows flying in the air, Fu Lin's pupils suddenly shrank, and it was not a bow but a crossbow!

The crossbow is more labor-saving than the bow, and the range is long and accurate. Han Feilong is indeed prepared!

"Suiyun, take action!" Fortunately, Fu Lin had already prepared because he had guessed in advance that there might be a crossbow, so he shouted loudly at this moment, let Yan Jinghan, who was the most suitable technique, block the rain of arrows first.

Then start thinking hard about how to deal with it.

Yan Jinghan's true energy was stirred up. His five fingers were stretched out his right hand and his arm first pulled back, then swayed forward. The majestic true energy was like a giant goose spreading its wings, as if it had an invisible pair of wings, slapped the arrows that fell rapidly onto the mountain.

But before he could rest, another rain of arrows was already overwhelming.

After Yan Jinghan blocked three strikes in a row, he frowned and said, "This defense surface is too big, and the true energy is too wasteful. My true energy will be reduced by 10% in three strokes."

Fu Lin seemed to be analyzing to himself, "Each time is about five hundred. According to the frequency of arrows, it should be divided into two rounds of shooting, which means there are nearly a thousand crossbowmen. If each person carries one hundred arrows, it will be two hundred attacks."

This means that if you can't find a better solution, just relying on these more than a thousand hard crossbowmen, you can exhaust all the true energy of the Wentian Realm master.

By then, there will be only three Heavenly List masters in the Hedao Realm who will protect so many people.

It must be time to make a decision.

At this moment, almost all the people who had exhausted their true energy had been hiding in bunkers and trenches.

Fu Lin immediately said: "Try the effect of the bunker first."

Li Zhichuan and others also immediately understood and dispersed to both sides.

Fu Lin shouted in a deep voice: "Be careful of concealment!"

An arrow fell from the sky and pierced Sun Dayun's head curled up into a ball and hid behind the cover.

A cloud of celebrates away extremely quickly. If someone hadn't been paying attention to this place, no one would have seen it.

The little monk Doro, who had always felt that he was inexplicably close to Sun Dayun, was about to jump up excitedly, but was pressed by Yunluo and Li Zi.

"Puff!" "Puff!" "Puff!"

Mud sounds came into my ears one after another, and it was the sound of arrows entering my body!

The temporary shelters seemed fragile, and the shallow trenches had little protection from arrows falling from the sky.

Fu Lin's eyes were so angry that he roared: "Chi Xuance, this is the cover you made?!!!"

Chi Xuance stood aside, and didn't seem to think that he had made things so impractical, but he obviously did it in the style written in the military book?

Yan Jinghan patted his back and quickly advised: "Fortunately, everyone is a practitioner who has practiced his body. Those who fail to hit the vital point are all minor injuries."

He didn't say the rest, and the casualties were a little serious when he shot the key. Fortunately, with the timely treatment of the practice medicine, there were not many.

What appears in the book is still a little shallow after all.

Another wave of arrow rain rushed over almost without stopping, and Yan Jinghan had to lift his arms and disperse again.

Doro finally looked at the gap and called out to Master, and Ku Lian walked towards him in wonder.

For those who still have true energy, a few arrows are not a big deal.

It was too late to improve the cover at this moment. Fu Lin bit his teeth, "Are you just a thousand crossbow soldiers? I'll go and deal with them!"

Suddenly, one hand grabbed him and said calmly: "I'll go."

Before Fu Lin could answer, another more intense sound of breaking through the air sounded, and long spears drew beautiful arcs in the air, whistling to harvest the life under the tip of the spear.

Everyone's pupils shrank, and Yan Jinghan even made a move in advance. He shook his hands, and there seemed to be geese in the air, slapped the spear far away.

The spear pierced on the cliff continued to spread, and it was nailed deep into the rock, and its tail was still shaking.

Outside the Yingling Valley, the people on both sides of Han Feilong had been replaced by Du Ruoyan and Huang Daxing. After Huang Daxing came, Lu Cunxiao stood behind Han Feilong with tactfulness.

Two old comrades who were close and secretly fighting each other, envied the one who could share the colorful light with General Han, and the one who envied this was very useful at critical moments.

Han Feilong looked at the orderly but without stopping attack and nodded with satisfaction, "Emperor Huang, your soldiers are indeed well-trained. Both the crossbow and the spear are remarkable."

Huang Daxing was so happy that he couldn't stop talking. Who doesn't know that Han Feilong rarely praised people? Now he has affirmed his achievements in front of so many people. Is it the rumored battle that he has the opportunity to stand alone?

Du Ruoyan looked at Huang Daxing with an angry look on his face.

If the good opportunity to gain military achievements is only snatched away by this old boy, how can I catch up with him in the future? Wouldn’t I have to salute and greet each other when I meet him!

There were not many practitioners left on the side, and those who had no combat power were driven to a flat ground in the distance to cultivate.

Only nearly ten masters led by Old Man Cui were still standing in a group. At this moment, they saw the soldiers' attacks fierce and organized, completely different from the previous messy situation of dying. The dissatisfaction with Han Feilong was slightly weakened.

But it's just a little bit.

After all, it is unheard of to force a practitioner to die as a mortal.

Afterwards, the court must give an explanation!

As for Old Man Cui who actually took action, of course he would not have been punished.

The people who have the initiative to attack outside the valley are calm, but there is no bleakness in the Yingling Valley.

Looking at the spear that was crossing the sky, Fu Lin smiled and said to Cao Ye, "Stop fighting, let's go together."

Cao Ye came and laughed.

It seems that we are back to the situation when the brothers and brothers fought side by side.

Xing Zhaoyuan also smiled heartily, "Mr. Diaolong and Mr. Lingjiao, can fight side by side with the two. Xing has been eager for a long time, so let Xing open the way for the two."

"Thank you, Lord Xing!"

As Xing Zhaoyuan punched out, the true energy turned into a terrifying wave that rushed around the Hengduan Mountains without any intention of stopping, directly knocking the layers of corpses into blood mist in the sky.

The scene opposite the passage finally revealed.

Fu Lin and Cao Yelai, two figures, black and white, rushed out of the blood mist in the sky with all their might.

Nearly a hundred steps away, the hard crossbow soldiers who had formed two crossbow formations subconsciously wanted to turn the arrow tip, but only shot two afterimages.

Old Man Cui's heart moved. Before he could take action, a voice rang coldly, "If you dare to take action, I will slap you to death first."

Old Man Cui looked at the tall figure standing at the entrance of the valley and stopped hatefully.

Li Zhichuan's intimidation not only scared Old Man Cui, but even the steps that several Wentian Realm wanted to stop were imprisoned by this sentence.

Han Feilong roared angrily: "What are you afraid of! After they kill our crossbowmen and spearmen, we will have to sit and wait for death! Their true energy will be used and they will be gone. Then we will still point at these soldiers to help our lives!"

That's right! Liu Gongfeng from the court, Chai Yupu, the head of Qingxi Sword Pool, and Ge Lie, the master of the Danding Cave, responded to the sound and came and went for Fu Lin and Cao Ye who were killing happily.

Unexpectedly, the two figures met them almost at the same time, and the person who faced Liu Gonggong was Cui Xian, the second elder of the Cui family.

Old Man Cui did not dare to move, and said sternly: "Cui Xian, how dare you betray the family?!"
To be continued...