Chapter 983 The battle of cannon fodder, the scene is cruel
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Wu Yi Yun
983 chapter
If Chu Jing hadn't been too strong that day, Jianzong might have been defeated long ago.
These five people's hatred for Chu Jing also became more and more profound as time passed.
Oddly enough.
As the representative of Wan Wu Sect, Wang Changyun saw Chu Jing, but there was no anger on his face, only surprise: "This person is really strong!"
This praise fell into Wang Teng's ears, and he was very noisy. He stared at Wang Changyun and said, "How can you be so strong as a mere lowly devil? As the leader of the Wanwu sect, how can you encourage the enemy's arrogance and destroy your own prestige?"
Wang Changyun immediately cupped his fists: "Elder Wang Teng, it's my problem, I apologize to you."
He is comparable to Wang Teng, and he is also a peak immortal. Even if there is a little difference in status, it is not so different.
But his attitude of apologizing can be called a senior.
When Sun Batian and others saw it, they all showed contempt in their eyes.
Is Qianqiu Crane crazy?To send such a cowardly bag!
'Humph! '
Wang Teng snorted coldly, stopped finding fault, and locked his eyes on Chu Jing, full of various emotions.
Hey.
anger.
hate.
hate...
Various negative emotions flashed in Wang Teng's eyes.
When the name Chu Jing didn't resound.
Even though he, Wang Teng, was not born in the world, some things would inevitably be revealed by everyone in the Holy Land.
His reputation is also widely circulated in the Shengyuan Continent!
Although Wang Teng is a cultivator, he attaches great importance to reputation.
Later, Chu Jing was born out of nowhere, and his reputation shook the continent.
Wang Teng was forgotten by the outside world because of his low profile.
For Wang Teng, this incident was intolerable.
Therefore, he has long been hostile to Chu Jing.
Seeing the enemy today, Wang Teng roared, "Come on!"
The righteous army charged fiercely.
The leaders are all second- and third-rate forces, and they also belong to the cannon fodder level.
at the same time.
Looking at the ferocious righteous army.
Xu Ying and the others looked at Chu Jing one after another, waiting for his order.
Kung fu being measured.
Chu Jing naturally saw many acquaintances.
The appearance of Huiwu and Zhang Linger made Chu Jing somewhat relieved.
Observing from a distance, I found that the realm of Huiwu and Zhang Linger was stronger than before.
This is a good sign.
As for Sun Batian and other enemies.
Chu Jing didn't take it seriously.
At that time, his strength was not yet at this level, and he was already able to compete with these people.
Now that the years have changed, he is stronger.
This group of people has long been ignored by him.
the strange thing is.
The leader of the righteous army, the young man with purple eyes is very strange, but the hatred for himself in his eyes is no less than that of Sun Batian and others.
"Who is this person?"
Chu Jing pointed at the young man with purple eyes.
"His name is Wang Teng, and he is currently the youngest elder in the Purple Holy Land, with peak human strength in the fairyland..."
Xu Ying made an introduction.
It was only after Chu Jing knew Wang Teng's identity.
I also guessed that Wang Teng's hatred for him was mostly jealousy.
"Let the vanguard attack first."
Chu Jing also gave the order.
The so-called vanguard is a team composed of venerable existences, which can be regarded as cannon fodder.
Wang Teng first asked the cannon fodder to come over to test it out.
Chu Jing had no reason to send out an army of immortals directly.
Therefore, they also sent cannon fodder to confront each other.
"kill!"
The roar filled the sky.
The vanguard of the Holy Land of All Demons, like a torrent, rushed fiercely and recklessly.
The number of venerables in the righteous army has a great advantage, so naturally there is no reason to admit cowardice.
Amidst the roar, the two groups of people collided with each other like this.
The charge leaders from both sides naturally could not avoid the tragedy of being crushed by immortal arts.
But the death of the trailblazer did not calm the others down.
in contrast.
Their eyes were red and their murderous aura was awe-inspiring. They were all like ferocious beasts, fighting hand-to-hand in the most primitive way in the chaos.
Although it is a battle of cannon fodder.
But this scene of punching to the flesh and constantly desperately fighting is no worse than the confrontation between humans and immortals.
Even compared to the battle between immortals, this kind of hand-to-hand combat that is close to mortals has a bit more bloody atmosphere.
It's more enjoyable to watch.
"Da-da-da! Da-da-da!"
People who are both good and evil, in the fight, people continue to fall, falling from the sky to the earth.
The sound of falling kept ringing.
One by one lives were lost.
On the other side of the righteous path, seeing his compatriots fall in such a way, Huiwu put his palms together, closed his eyes tightly, showing a look of unbearable, and he was still chanting Buddhist scriptures, as if he was praying.
Zhang Ling'er clenched the sword at her waist with an ugly expression.
Although she has a high realm, she still hasn't got rid of her human side, and she still attaches great importance to life and death.
Sun Batian and others watched with cold eyes.
To them,
Human life is worthless.
Especially these low-end cultivators.
If you die, you die, there is nothing to regret.
Over there.
"I didn't expect our vanguard to be so brave."
Xu Ying said with a hint of arrogance.
In this war, the vanguard of the Holy Land of the Ten Thousand Demons was only 3 people.
But the enemy army is as high as 7 people.
In this case.
After a wave of charge, the death rate of both sides is actually about the same?
This is outrageous.
The vanguard members representing the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Demons basically have the ability to fight more than one dozen.
"Those members of the second- and third-rate forces among the demons are very weak. Of the same level, they are naturally no match for our people... After all, our people have all grown up in fighting."
Xu Qian explained with clear eyes.
This statement also made the senior management of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Demons suddenly understand.
Also.
Although there are many people on the other side.
But after all, it is a collection of multiple sects.
There is no trust and tacit understanding between each other, and the low-level forces are far from the top sects.
Not to mention the Holy Land of All Demons, it is a giant force capable of competing with the Three Holy Lands!
So compare.
The vanguard of the Righteous Path is not an opponent, but it is normal.
"Hmph! A bunch of worthless people!"
As time goes by, the battle situation is still brutal.
More and more people died one after another.
As Xu Ying said.
The initial casualties were almost equal.
One person died in the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Demons.
On the side of the righteous army, one person will also die.
After the war lasts for a while.
There have been tens of thousands of casualties in the Holy Land of All Demons!
There are actually more people on the right way!There are more than 3000 people!
Perhaps the casualties were too heavy.
The battle situation also began to become clear.
The disciples of the Demonic Dao have experienced fighting, so the death of their fellow disciples is just a habit for them.
After killing and witnessing death, the disciples who were still alive showed no fear, instead, they all had blood on their bodies, with ferocious faces and fierce aura.
But right here.
Disciples of second- and third-rate sects count as experience.
But it is far less cruel than the Demon Sect, and it lacks the influence of fighting in the sect.
That's why I saw my companions continue to die in battle.
The disciples of various factions on Zhengdao's side all showed panic, their hearts were terrified, and their fighting spirit faded.
"Who can help me!"
"I don't want to fight!"
"what!"
The howling sounded continuously.
An atmosphere of fear spread over the righteous army.
Many people didn't even have the courage to fight in the face of the attacking monster, they just wanted to retreat.
The result in exchange was naturally hacked to death by a sword!
If Chu Jing hadn't been too strong that day, Jianzong might have been defeated long ago.
These five people's hatred for Chu Jing also became more and more profound as time passed.
Oddly enough.
As the representative of Wan Wu Sect, Wang Changyun saw Chu Jing, but there was no anger on his face, only surprise: "This person is really strong!"
This praise fell into Wang Teng's ears, and he was very noisy. He stared at Wang Changyun and said, "How can you be so strong as a mere lowly devil? As the leader of the Wanwu sect, how can you encourage the enemy's arrogance and destroy your own prestige?"
Wang Changyun immediately cupped his fists: "Elder Wang Teng, it's my problem, I apologize to you."
He is comparable to Wang Teng, and he is also a peak immortal. Even if there is a little difference in status, it is not so different.
But his attitude of apologizing can be called a senior.
When Sun Batian and others saw it, they all showed contempt in their eyes.
Is Qianqiu Crane crazy?To send such a cowardly bag!
'Humph! '
Wang Teng snorted coldly, stopped finding fault, and locked his eyes on Chu Jing, full of various emotions.
Hey.
anger.
hate.
hate...
Various negative emotions flashed in Wang Teng's eyes.
When the name Chu Jing didn't resound.
Even though he, Wang Teng, was not born in the world, some things would inevitably be revealed by everyone in the Holy Land.
His reputation is also widely circulated in the Shengyuan Continent!
Although Wang Teng is a cultivator, he attaches great importance to reputation.
Later, Chu Jing was born out of nowhere, and his reputation shook the continent.
Wang Teng was forgotten by the outside world because of his low profile.
For Wang Teng, this incident was intolerable.
Therefore, he has long been hostile to Chu Jing.
Seeing the enemy today, Wang Teng roared, "Come on!"
The righteous army charged fiercely.
The leaders are all second- and third-rate forces, and they also belong to the cannon fodder level.
at the same time.
Looking at the ferocious righteous army.
Xu Ying and the others looked at Chu Jing one after another, waiting for his order.
Kung fu being measured.
Chu Jing naturally saw many acquaintances.
The appearance of Huiwu and Zhang Linger made Chu Jing somewhat relieved.
Observing from a distance, I found that the realm of Huiwu and Zhang Linger was stronger than before.
This is a good sign.
As for Sun Batian and other enemies.
Chu Jing didn't take it seriously.
At that time, his strength was not yet at this level, and he was already able to compete with these people.
Now that the years have changed, he is stronger.
This group of people has long been ignored by him.
the strange thing is.
The leader of the righteous army, the young man with purple eyes is very strange, but the hatred for himself in his eyes is no less than that of Sun Batian and others.
"Who is this person?"
Chu Jing pointed at the young man with purple eyes.
"His name is Wang Teng, and he is currently the youngest elder in the Purple Holy Land, with peak human strength in the fairyland..."
Xu Ying made an introduction.
It was only after Chu Jing knew Wang Teng's identity.
I also guessed that Wang Teng's hatred for him was mostly jealousy.
"Let the vanguard attack first."
Chu Jing also gave the order.
The so-called vanguard is a team composed of venerable existences, which can be regarded as cannon fodder.
Wang Teng first asked the cannon fodder to come over to test it out.
Chu Jing had no reason to send out an army of immortals directly.
Therefore, they also sent cannon fodder to confront each other.
"kill!"
The roar filled the sky.
The vanguard of the Holy Land of All Demons, like a torrent, rushed fiercely and recklessly.
The number of venerables in the righteous army has a great advantage, so naturally there is no reason to admit cowardice.
Amidst the roar, the two groups of people collided with each other like this.
The charge leaders from both sides naturally could not avoid the tragedy of being crushed by immortal arts.
But the death of the trailblazer did not calm the others down.
in contrast.
Their eyes were red and their murderous aura was awe-inspiring. They were all like ferocious beasts, fighting hand-to-hand in the most primitive way in the chaos.
Although it is a battle of cannon fodder.
But this scene of punching to the flesh and constantly desperately fighting is no worse than the confrontation between humans and immortals.
Even compared to the battle between immortals, this kind of hand-to-hand combat that is close to mortals has a bit more bloody atmosphere.
It's more enjoyable to watch.
"Da-da-da! Da-da-da!"
People who are both good and evil, in the fight, people continue to fall, falling from the sky to the earth.
The sound of falling kept ringing.
One by one lives were lost.
On the other side of the righteous path, seeing his compatriots fall in such a way, Huiwu put his palms together, closed his eyes tightly, showing a look of unbearable, and he was still chanting Buddhist scriptures, as if he was praying.
Zhang Ling'er clenched the sword at her waist with an ugly expression.
Although she has a high realm, she still hasn't got rid of her human side, and she still attaches great importance to life and death.
Sun Batian and others watched with cold eyes.
To them,
Human life is worthless.
Especially these low-end cultivators.
If you die, you die, there is nothing to regret.
Over there.
"I didn't expect our vanguard to be so brave."
Xu Ying said with a hint of arrogance.
In this war, the vanguard of the Holy Land of the Ten Thousand Demons was only 3 people.
But the enemy army is as high as 7 people.
In this case.
After a wave of charge, the death rate of both sides is actually about the same?
This is outrageous.
The vanguard members representing the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Demons basically have the ability to fight more than one dozen.
"Those members of the second- and third-rate forces among the demons are very weak. Of the same level, they are naturally no match for our people... After all, our people have all grown up in fighting."
Xu Qian explained with clear eyes.
This statement also made the senior management of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Demons suddenly understand.
Also.
Although there are many people on the other side.
But after all, it is a collection of multiple sects.
There is no trust and tacit understanding between each other, and the low-level forces are far from the top sects.
Not to mention the Holy Land of All Demons, it is a giant force capable of competing with the Three Holy Lands!
So compare.
The vanguard of the Righteous Path is not an opponent, but it is normal.
"Hmph! A bunch of worthless people!"
As time goes by, the battle situation is still brutal.
More and more people died one after another.
As Xu Ying said.
The initial casualties were almost equal.
One person died in the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Demons.
On the side of the righteous army, one person will also die.
After the war lasts for a while.
There have been tens of thousands of casualties in the Holy Land of All Demons!
There are actually more people on the right way!There are more than 3000 people!
Perhaps the casualties were too heavy.
The battle situation also began to become clear.
The disciples of the Demonic Dao have experienced fighting, so the death of their fellow disciples is just a habit for them.
After killing and witnessing death, the disciples who were still alive showed no fear, instead, they all had blood on their bodies, with ferocious faces and fierce aura.
But right here.
Disciples of second- and third-rate sects count as experience.
But it is far less cruel than the Demon Sect, and it lacks the influence of fighting in the sect.
That's why I saw my companions continue to die in battle.
The disciples of various factions on Zhengdao's side all showed panic, their hearts were terrified, and their fighting spirit faded.
"Who can help me!"
"I don't want to fight!"
"what!"
The howling sounded continuously.
An atmosphere of fear spread over the righteous army.
Many people didn't even have the courage to fight in the face of the attacking monster, they just wanted to retreat.
The result in exchange was naturally hacked to death by a sword!
