The fear spread uncontrollably, and the contact between the two sides became even more tragic after entering the strangle. Compared with the well-trained training of Qi Xiong's Battle Camp, although the Luo Gucheng cultivators were numerous and there were many masters, the situation was stagnant and gradually developed in an unfavorable direction.

"Don't panic, everyone keep in formation!"

"Fighting is collective, and individual heroism is never allowed."

"Retreat steadily and never disrupt the formation. That would be like self-destruction!"

....

While the messy calls made people feel relieved, Xiao Mingyue discovered that the situation was even worse. - Who commanded whom? Before he grew up to be a leader, the Ming-zi Battle Camp was undoubtedly a mess of loose sand and lacked sharp attack power.

Clamping his fists, elbows, and swaying his body. Xiao Mingyue, surrounded by everyone, slowly narrowed his eyes, and the dazzling sunlight shone brightened his eyes. While fighting fiercely, he turned around and glanced at Xiao Mingyue's movements. He stumbled slightly. Brother Xiao's eyes were so beautiful, crystal clear, and it called resonance through the depths of her heart.

The sound of the roaring sound suddenly disappeared, and the blood on the battlefield was clearly visible in the girl's eyes. It was no, this is... The powerful girl, at the first time, noticed something wrong! She glanced at the top of the group, her arms danced like a windmill, her eyes widened and roared.

Just as the girl noticed him, the more powerful arms of the group were slightly stuttered, and her face showed a shock.

Soon, Huo Wu, who was in the early stage of the Golden Pill, also felt it.

A golden thin thread floated by in the sea of ​​consciousness. What is this?

"Dong".

It was as if the drum beats formed an invisible fluctuation, with Xiao Mingyue as the center, a spiritual power that was unaware of invisibility was slowly released, and water swept across all the practitioners of the Ming-word War Camp like ripples.

The spiritual sense is traction, the spiritual sense of the warrior!

Of course, there are also war lieutenants, only with different strengths and weaknesses. The sudden communication made many cultivators look shocked and ecstatic. The throbbing of survival in a desperate situation is so touching!

Dongdong!

Each wave of spiritual consciousness conveys a powerful impact, which penetrates people's hearts. The infected people explodes like boiling blood, and their arms tremble uncontrollably. Every attack seems to burst out with infinite power, and the breath that penetrates every bloodline, making people wild.

Countless straight rays of light rushed straight into the bullfighting, and burst out with dazzling glow as if attracted by the sky.

Qi Xiong, who was watching the battle from a distance, changed his expression slightly. Was the powerful spiritual sense of Zhan Wei activated by Xiao Mingyue?

The drum beats were like the sound of horse hooves. As the power increased, the golden light shrouded in Xiao Mingyue's body became more and more intense. Every drum beat would increase his tolerance. In the end, it would be like a rush of power, which would continue around his body.

Xue Qiurong took another look with concern. Such a powerful spiritual sense was no less than Ji Tinglang. With Xiao Mingyue's late stage of concentrating his mind, can he bear it?

There are 300 war cultivators in the Ming-name Battle Camp, and the girl is so lucky to be this number! Xiao Mingyue, who was ungrateful at the beginning, expanded the number of war cultivators to one thousand people, and absorbed all the power and would probably explode and die! Of course, the strength is so strong that Xue Qiurong is more important than the group, so she can naturally regulate the spiritual power in her body and not impose it on Xiao Mingyue.

The early stage master of the Golden Pill and the late stage cultivator of the Concentration are completely impossible. Once they lose control, the consequences will be unimaginable!

The fighting spirit burned Xiao Mingyue's heart, and his momentum continued to rise, as if something was burning the blood in his body. The powerful Xiao Mingyue was eager to find an attack point to vent his strength.

"Come on, I've fought with you!"

When the momentum rose to the highest point, the Ming-character Zhan Xiu was all excited, and with a roar, he rushed from the center to the front, like a ferocious beast with its teeth and claws, wild and fierce, making a deafening roar.

"kill!"

The power of three hundred people burst out at the same time, and the light was like lightning. After everyone evaporated their power, they couldn't help but tremble.

The roar continued to swing, and the huge explosion caused a climax on the battlefield. The surrounding situation suddenly stopped. Countless people saw the central battlefield, and the terrifying air waves were swept away like tsunamis.

"Damn it!" Zhan Xiong, who was under the formation, could not have imagined that the good situation was quickly reversed. Those war cultivators who were directly bombarded by the air waves turned into snow all over the sky, blooming in a rich and colorful way, like a huge red flower thrown by someone in the middle of the battlefield, and the sea of ​​blood rose.

Even though the surrounding war cultivators were slow to react, they were blown to the point of being stumbled, and their faces were filled with horror.

In an instant, the death toll exceeded fifty, and dozens of injured people!

Of course, such a strong blow will be difficult for anyone to continue, and there will be no second blow in a short period of time. The casualties of more than 100 people are naturally nothing for the fierce battle of thousands of people. But is it really nothing? Zhan Xiong's hideous tiger eyes swept over his own team. The Luo Gucheng cultivators who were defeated step by step showed excitement after despair. On the contrary, their side was obviously decadent!

The situation was weirdly reversed!

Whoosh!

Two rays of light and shadow flew past and entered the shadows to return to Manchester City. With the solemnity of the night, the entire city was shrouded in a haze, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

In the hall, Elder Min Han was nervously waiting for the news, showing a hesitation, or not to retreat? His expression was gloomy. Behind him, Guan Muchen stood upright. After successfully breaking through the Golden Pill Stage, Guan Muchen's eyes were bright and the fire wolf sword in his hand shone brightly.

The third-grade Fire Wolf Sword contains Hunyuan Sword Intent, the initial grade second-grade high-level, taken from the first sword embryo quenched by Xiao Mingyue. It is carefully created by Elder Manyuan, the fourth-grade fire control master of Xuanyu Sect. It contains a brilliant fire wolf rune. Once activated, the fire intention boils and has the momentum of the fire wolf forming.

The Jade Sword Skill that Guan Muchen himself has refined has reached the fourth level and seventh level. It is one of the few sword-training geniuses. His early strength of the Golden Pill has only been breakthrough for only two or three months. He has already been qualified to compete with Feng Yun, the elder who was in power in Manchester City.

The reputation of being the number one person in the inner sect of Xuanyu Sect is well deserved.

Because of this, Elder Min Han, who is eager to love his disciples, followed after Guan Muchen entered the trial ground in Manchester City half a year ago. I really didn't expect that it was really heartbreaking to encounter the situation where the soldiers of the Tissot Domain Battle Camp are in a hurry today!

Going back to Manchester City has given up? It has become a major event that he has considered.

The figure swayed, and two spies entered the hall one by one, one behind. Elder Min Han and Elder Feng Yun's faces relaxed, and the news finally came back.

However, after a moment, Feng Yun appeared again in shock.

"What?!" Elder Feng Yun, who had just relaxed, glared angrily and exclaimed, "Luo Gucheng has withstood it! How is that possible?"

Yes, in the confrontation between the war camp and the cultivators, few cultivators will win. Even if there is a certain gap in the number of people on both sides, are the cultivators who are random by nature gathered together and are they the opponents of the Qixiong camp? How can people believe that such a situation will occur?

The spy bowed and said, "The first small-scale contact between the two sides, all the masters of Luo Gucheng made a small victory. The next day, Qi Xiong launched a large-scale attack, with as many as five or six thousand cultivators fighting between the two sides. Luo Gucheng suffered nearly a thousand people, and Qi Xiong's battle camp lost more than 600 people. Since the total number of Luo Gucheng is twice that of Qi Xiong's battle camp, it can be said that the two sides have tied this battle."

"Get out," Elder Min Han frowned, his heart full of confusion. After a while, he asked, "How many Golden Dan Stage Masters are there in Luo Gucheng? Who is the commander of the overall situation?"

"Nearly twenty Jindan stage masters, including Haotian Sect, a mid-stage Jindan stage master who is more important than the group masters..."

"That is to say, this battle is more important than group command. Does he have that kind of brain?" Elder Feng Yun couldn't help but question. He was anxious and wanted to know urgently what was going on. The cultivator's team could actually tie the opponent. He was more important than group Xiang's words and doing things recklessly. Letting him command a large group of people is tantamount to letting everyone seek death in the eyes of Elder Feng Yun.

"The one who commands the overall situation is Xiao Mingyue, a genius disciple of Haotian Sect. He has a newly established Ming-character battle camp under his command. The bloody battle has led to a reversal of the situation. It is the Ming-character battle camp that plays its power and plays the role of the mainstay that creates a confrontation between the two sides."

"Xiao Mingyue!" Elder Min Han and Elder Feng Yun both took a breath. Xiao Mingyue, who became famous in the War Eighth Space, actually became famous again in Mangdang Mountain! - Does he have that much energy?

Guan Muchen and Xiao Yuanxian standing next to him were stunned, especially Guan Muchen was surprised, and he was also very sour! Compared with a genius disciple like Xiao Mingyue, his title as the number one disciple in the Xuanyu Sect is really weak!

At night, the city lord's mansion was as luminous as rain and the stars were transparent.

"It's been three days, and the two sides only have a small-scale conflict. Could it be that Qi Xiong doesn't want to fight?" Feng Yuchen said with both worry and throbbing.

"I guess they were scared by us! The first battle was so fierce, and I was shocked when I recalled it!" Chong Yuqun shouted loudly, but his face was filled with pride.

"Anyway, it's great to have the current results!" Ru Shuicheng breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mingyue's talent in fighting spirit is not bad!" The powerful elder of the Tianhuo Sect praised it, which attracted a lot of surprises. In this battle, the Ming-word Battle Camp was incredible. Xiao Mingyue can be said to have made great contributions. The position of Luo Gu City Lord is unbreakable, and no one dares to say a word.

If you don’t agree, you have the ability to go out to fight Qi Xiong’s camp and not be destroyed by others. Everyone admires you!

Xiao Mingyue's reputation rose and reached its first peak.

Mang Tianyu, with a tiger-backed wolf-backed waist, standing behind Xiao Mingyue, her eyes drooped slightly, and under her terrifying evil spirit, her expression was extremely respectful to Xiao Mingyue. Her senior brother was mighty and won the first battle, which was very popular!

Xiao Tang had a calm expression, sat at the bottom, without saying anything, and his expression remained motionless.

(Please recommend, please collect, congratulations on making a fortune! When I was writing the manuscript yesterday, I suddenly got blue and a chapter was scrapped, which scared me. Fortunately, I have saved the manuscript, but it is really difficult to write from scratch. I feel dizzy! Please comfort me.)
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