Xu Yin and others were about to rush to the outskirts. At this time, they saw from a distance that more than two hundred masters and heroes outside had killed the demon sect members in a panic. However, they were not excited. Instead, their hearts sank.
Because these two hundred heroes were obviously good at riding, but they all chose to dismount and fight on foot, losing all their mobility.
Although they are strong individually, they cannot work together.
Someone rushes forward, regardless of the left and right behind, and is surrounded by the enemy's masters;
Some people aimlessly set fires everywhere, but they are unable to keep the fire going and it is a waste of effort;
Some people are cautious, hesitant, and put off;
As a result, they had the upper hand, but they missed the opportunity one after another, unable to quickly expand the results of the battle. The chaos only appeared on the periphery of the enemy camp, unable to continue to break through, let alone tearing apart the enemy camp in one fell swoop!
If regular cavalry were to do this, even if the individual combat capabilities were far inferior to those of martial arts masters, as long as they formed a joint force and trampled the camp with horses, set fire everywhere, and created chaos, they would be enough to disrupt the Demon Cult camp with more than 2,000 people.
It will become the end of the world, causing enemies to trample each other and even kill each other!
No wonder the world of Swordsman is so chaotic. The two factions of good and evil seem to be fierce, but they still dare not kill officials. Isn't it for no reason?
His teammates were a ragtag bunch, and Xu Yin could only do nothing.
Now I can only fight my way through a bloody road, join them, and then take over the command...
Suddenly, the pressure in front suddenly lightened, and the heavily besieged crowd dispersed on their own.
Then three rows of Zoroastrian bastards holding firecrackers appeared!
His mind was shocked. He had no idea that the Demon Cult was equipped with firearms!
"Get down!"
Not caring about that at the moment, Xu Yin quickly hugged Lan Fenghuang and fell to the ground.
Then I heard a sound like exploding firecrackers, and the air was filled with gunpowder smoke!
Xu Yin could even feel the burning sensation of lead bullets flying over his head, and several screams were heard from behind at the same time.
"Why can't I protect my body with the magical power of transformation?"
This was the unwilling roar of the nine-pocket elder of the Beggar Clan before he died. He thought that the lead bullets of the fire gun were no more than ordinary arrows and concealed weapons, so he tried to resist with all his strength, but he was shot through the skin and flesh, dissipating his true energy and died.
Two other elders from the Kunlun Sect and the Hengshan Sect were hit in the neck and head and died on the spot.
The rest of the people were even injured and suffered serious injuries.
One of Fang Zheng's palms was broken by a firearm, dripping with blood, Chongxu's sword was shattered, the tiger's mouth was split open, and blood flowed like a stream. Master Dingyi was shot in the leg, and his flesh and blood were blurred, making it difficult to move.
Among the nine people, except for Xu Yin and Lan Fenghuang, they fell down quickly in time, so they escaped the disaster.
Xu Yin didn't know the situation of the people behind him. When he saw that the enemy was reloading for the second round, he felt chilled in his heart. Even with his current level of cultivation, he would never be able to withstand firearms!
So he immediately stood up, swung his heavy sword to lift up the stones on the ground, and flew them away, immediately knocking down the Hu Zhong who was holding a fire gun and loading it.
Blue Phoenix also didn't hold back and jumped out. Many red chain snakes and centipedes and scorpions fell into the crowd and bit them wantonly, causing chaos.
But suddenly several people rolled out from the darkness on the flanks, throwing black smoking objects one after another.
At the same time, he rushed towards the dozen or so objects that were obviously thunderbolts. He waved the heavy sword in his hand one after another, blocking most of them and bouncing them into the enemy group.
Not long after the thunderbolt hit the ground, it exploded immediately. More than ten Zoroastrian barbarians in front of them started wailing and fell down.
But there were still many thunderbolts blasting towards Xu Yin's rear!
Fang Zheng Chongxu endured his injuries and swung his cassock to fight back several bombs. However, two bombs exploded near the crowd, killing two more people.
Seeing the tragic situation, Xu Yin's eyes were blood red, but he also knew that he could not retreat now, otherwise if he gave the opponent another chance to use firearms, his entire army would be destroyed!
He put away his water-avoiding sword, pulled the blue phoenix, and fiercely attacked the fire cannon team and the barbarians who were throwing thunderbolts.
The people behind looked at each other, and Fang Zheng smiled bitterly, "It seems that this place is the place where we will die. I will stay here to protect you all."
Master Dingyi laughed miserably, "Master, you should break out with Alliance Leader Xu. My legs and feet are injured and I have become a burden. How can I let Master accompany me to die here?"
Taoist priest Chongxu picked up a sword from the ground and said, "Even if I die, I will kill more bandits!"
With that said, he covered his wound and followed Xu Yin to kill outside.
Those who could still move followed him silently.
Xiang Wentian led several demon sect elders and three treasure tree kings, and walked toward Fang Zheng, who had a broken palm, with a sneer on his face.
Fang Zhengcihe's eyes suddenly widened, like Veda's angry eyes, and the beads he held in his hands scattered like a rain of flowers in the sky, hitting the enemies like rain hitting banana trees.
Then he held his palm forward and attacked head-on. In an instant, two demon sect elders and a Baoshu King were killed by him!
Xiang Wentian was shocked. He didn't expect that this kind-hearted old monk could be so terrifying once he got angry.
So... he glanced at Master Dingyi and the elders of the Taishan Sect who had injured their legs and feet.
Xu Yin and Lan Fenghuang charged forward. In just ten breaths, the Fire Guns team that was trying to regroup and shoot was completely strangled.
Suddenly, the energy of death came over, and Mr. Yue's terrifying sword shadow flashed out among the crowd.
Ren Woxinghu roared, and the Star Absorbing Technique restrained Xu Yin's true energy movement from a distance.
Xu Yin had to hide his true energy into the broken bronze sword. Even so, he used only external skills to kill Mr. Yue who was sneaking up in the dark.
But after this sneak attack, he was completely separated from Lan Fenghuang and Taoist Chongxu.
They could only watch as Ren Yingying led the followers to surround and kill several of them.
Xu Yin killed more than ten people in succession with his sword, but was blocked by King Baoshu and the elders of the Demon Sect. Coupled with the restraints of Ren Woxing and Mr. Yue, he was unable to save Lan Fenghuang and others. He was unable to move in and open a gap, and froze in place.
Seeing this, Ren Woxing began to have some leisure time.
He laughed proudly and said: "Xu Yin, I know your plan. You want to contain us with a small number of troops, and then let the big army attack to decide the outcome!
This method is simple and effective, and it is indeed the most feasible solution for you, a group of righteous people.
It's a pity that you used your own life as a guide. Even if I lose this battle, as long as I can capture you and Fang Zheng and eliminate the void, it will be a great victory!"
Xu Yin sneered, "Mr. Ren is impressed!"
Mr. Yue walked out from behind Ren Woxing and said with a smile: "Xu Yin, you must have experienced one-tenth of the hardship Yue suffered that day today."
With that said, he took off his turban and mask, revealing his true face.
When Xu Yin took a look, his expression changed slightly, but he seemed to have expected it.
"When Dongfang Bubai told me about you that day, I had my doubts, but I had the impression that you are a hypocrite with dull qualifications, and it should be impossible for you to learn the Dugu Nine Swords. When I saw you today, it really surprised Xu."
Yue Buqun sneered continuously, with murderous intent in his eyes and hatred piercing his bones.
"Hey, Yue's qualifications are indeed not very good. Back then, he misunderstood that Linghu Chong wanted to hide his secrets, but it doesn't matter.
The Dugu Nine Swords are indeed exquisite, and it is difficult for people with insufficient understanding to master them. But if you kill thousands of people and fight with them to the death all day long, how can you understand some of the secrets.
But no matter how exquisite the Dugu Nine Swords are, how can they be as good as the death sword that Yue learned from thousands of killings?"