"Archers are ready, cavalry is ready, swordsmen, spears and shields are in position." The ten captains of the southern camp shouted one after another! At the same time, countless cranes sounded in the sky, as if they were ready to send the Sanskrit sound square at any time.
The disciples in the formation were torn into pieces!
On the fighting square, the tens of thousands of Fanyin disciples who had just prepared to fight were instantly trapped, like a tide, by the 20,000 sword players and shield soldiers from the Ming Ting's southern camp. This Ming Ting
The execution ability of the troops trained by military strategists is beyond the comparison of disciples of the sect!
After the 20,000 sword players and shield soldiers, there were 10,000 spearmen. After the spearmen, 20,000 archers bent their bows and arrows long ago, aiming at the more than 10,000 Sanskrit disciples who were surrounded.
Dian Huihui looked at the surrounded Fanyin disciples coldly and asked calmly: "I ask you one last time, are you surrendering or fighting?"
Qing Lingyun, whose originally dazzling eyes were now looking at the tens of thousands of Sanskrit disciples with hatred, said coldly: "The hands of these tens of thousands of Sanskrit disciples are all stained by my Shangxiao sect disciples, Sword Sect
Disciple, none of the blood of Captain Cao’s generals is innocent!”
Xin Xiaoqi held Fang Doujian, which was still dripping with the blood of Master Kongxiu, and looked at the tens of thousands of Tongqi Alliance disciples, and shouted coldly: "You Tongqi Alliance disciples are also executioners.
Otherwise, like the Sanskrit disciples, you will all die!"
Yuan Xiangyi and Mi Yue stood in front of the soldiers of the southern camp, looking at the tens of thousands of Tongqi Alliance disciples with unkind expressions.
More than ten thousand Tongqi Alliance disciples immediately raised their hands and shouted loudly: "We Tongqi Alliance disciples, surrender, surrender!"
At this moment, tens of thousands of exploding arrows flew out, and suddenly, above the heads of tens of thousands of Fanyin disciples, the sky that had just glowed suddenly turned pitch black again.
Tens of thousands of Sanskrit disciples had resolute expressions on their faces. Among the tens of thousands of Sanskrit disciples, the golden Buddha light merged into one piece. Each of the Sanskrit disciples was seen using their two-foot-long golden bodies one after another. The strong golden Buddha light suddenly turned the black
The sky shrouded in arrow rain is lit up again!
"Chirp, chirp, chirp", countless arrows broke through the void and shot towards the tens of thousands of Sanskrit disciples.
"ah!······"
"puff······"
Immediately, among the disciples of Sanskrit, countless disciples in the furnace-building stage and the materialization stage were shot through by the flaming arrows and died on the spot.
Xin Xiaoqi looked at the Sanskrit disciples who fell like straws, and sighed in his heart: "I have gone through the furnace building period and materialization period step by step, so hard, but now it seems that the furnace building period and materialization period,
He’s just cannon fodder.”
However, the sudden fall of thousands of disciples in the Sanskrit Square Formation stimulated the tens of thousands of disciples of the Tongqi Alliance. The more than ten thousand disciples of the Tongqi Alliance may not be good at cultivation, but they are used to running around the nine continents.
The wind controls the rudder, and I have learned to do it very well a long time ago. Immediately, without anyone saying anything, everyone put their heads in their hands and squatted on the ground.
Xin Xiaoqi looked at this scene in astonishment and thought to himself, this posture can be used everywhere.
"The heaven and the earth are righteous, and they are mixed and endowed with manifolds. Kill, kill, kill..." The sword players and shield soldiers of the southern camp of the Ming Dynasty shouted loudly and advanced towards the phalanx of Sanskrit disciples.
Master Li Chen and others looked at the Ming Ting soldiers who were advancing to guard the disciples of the Tongqi Alliance. They nodded in approval and said, "Ming Ting is really extraordinary."
Jian Wuqi, Baishan, Qing Lingyun, together with the disciples of the Jian Sect and the Shangxiao Sect, were also extremely tired and guarded against the disciples of the Qi Alliance, guarding all the great masters.
The white beard fluttering on Jiangan said in approval: "Moreover, there are more than just these one hundred thousand soldiers in the Ming Dynasty!"
Captain Cao chuckled and said, "What? Now you want to make plans for Mingting?"
Tian Qingzi laughed and said: "This is unlikely. In fact, to put it bluntly, Shenting, Xianzong, Mingting, and Jianzong are all passed down from the same line."
Master Li Wu said happily: "Not bad!"
"Is that why Xiao Qi is so admired by you old guys?" Qing Lingyun on the side asked with a roll of her eyes!
"Isn't Xiao Qi worthy of the love of the junior uncles? Junior sister?" Chen Gou asked as if he was pointing out something.
Qing Lingyun rolled her eyes and ignored it.
Xia Lingguan laughed and said with envy: "I really envy you in this world that you can fall in love..."
In the square formation of Fanyin disciples, looking at the countless brothers who fell beside them, thousands of disciples, imitating the disciples of the Tongqi Alliance, slowly and carefully squatted down and held their heads with their hands to show their surrender!
The sword players from the southern camp of the Ming Dynasty, who were narrowing the encirclement, continued to send more manpower to guard these surrendered disciples and bring them to the designated area.
Gradually, the number of Fanyin disciples who stubbornly resisted in the encirclement became smaller and smaller. In the end, only about a hundred people were left.
These hundred people's fanatical worship of Sanskrit exceeded everyone's imagination. Actually, several of them rushed to the shield soldiers in the southern camp of the Ming Dynasty and self-destructed without hesitation. In an instant, the exploded cauldron shook the shield soldiers. Dozens of the shield soldiers on the front line also fell.
Dian Huihui's beautiful oval face showed a look of surprise, and she shouted softly: "Archers, prepare to send these hundreds of monks back to the great world of bliss."
As soon as Dian Huihui finished her words, countless "chirp, chirp, chirp" sounds of arrows piercing the air were heard.
Suddenly, the few hundred remaining Sanskrit monks fell down again, and there were dozens of monks with desperate looks in their eyes. They actually sat cross-legged on the spot and whispered softly: "Observe the freedom and practice the depth." After practicing Prajna Paramita for a long time, I saw that the five aggregates are all empty..." He actually cut off the Great Zhou Heaven one by one, his breath died, and his soul dissipated.
When Xin Xiaoqi saw this, he secretly admired him and said, "Fanyin, some disciples are quite disciplined!"
Yuan Xiangyi, Mi Yue, and Dian Huihui walked to Xin Xiaoqi's side, each with a look of joy on their beautiful faces. In this battle, the monks from outside the territory and the monks from the land of chaos colluded with each other, Si Wuxie, the fifth darkness, The battle between the Sanskrit Sect, the Tongqi Alliance, and the Great Alliance of Light is finally coming to an end, and victory is assured.
Dian Huihui and Mi Yue looked at Xin Xiaoqi with fiery eyes. Xin Xiaoqi hurriedly hid behind Yuan Xiangyi. Yuan Xiangyi's eyes like autumn water looked at the few people funny.
Xin Xiaoqi quickly turned her head and looked at the obsessed and confused Andre. Dian Huihui sighed, looked at Xin Xiaoqi, and asked in a low voice: "Dear little lover, what should I do with this great knight?" solve?"
Xin Xiaoqi scratched his head, touched his flat nose, and looked at Master Li Chen. Master Li Chen looked at Jian Ganyi, Tian Qingzi, and Captain Cao beside him. In the end, several people pretended not to see them. Master Li Chen was helpless, and then Looking at Xia Lingguan.
Xia Lingguan coughed lightly, looked at Yuan Xiangyi, Dian Huihui, Qing Lingyun, and Mi Yue, and said calmly: "Tianpeng Da... Xin Xiaoqi makes the decision!"
Xin Xiaoqi looked at Andre speechlessly, strode towards Andre, and shouted: "Dear Mr. Knight, your hypocritical god is not worthy of your devout faith."
Hearing this, Andre suddenly raised his head and shouted angrily: "Don't insult my Lord. He is the warmest, brightest, just and selfless God in the world."
"What you said is true, but it is only part of your belief in the Lord. I have not seen the fifth darkness. His form can be said to be exactly the same as your archangel and Lord. However, one seems to be impartial and selfless, and the other has
Endless darkness, and this attack on the Shangxiao sect, your Great Alliance of Light, is an ally of the fifth darkness you hate!"
"What are you trying to tell me?" Andre's trembling lips whispered in extreme uneasiness.
"I want to tell you that since the light of the Lord is omnipresent and illuminates every corner, why does Satan, the god of darkness, always exist? Because they are basically the same person!"
Although there was a look of hesitation on Andre's big face, he did not completely disbelieve Xin Xiaoqi's words. Xin Xiaoqi continued: "So, you, the Pope, chose the fifth darkness, because this is simply
It is the Fifth Darkness that is ordering you. Look at the dead monks in black in the three big worlds and the knights of your Great Alliance of Light. They all sacrificed you in exactly the same way."
Andre's big eyes suddenly looked at Xin Xiaoqi, and his trembling lips asked in surprise: "What on earth do you want to say?"
"What I want to say is that your god trains you as victims and slaves! But our god trains us as gods. If nothing else, where are the tens of thousands of knights you brought with you now?
?”
Andre covered his big head, squatted down in pain, and murmured: "Oh, sir, please stop talking!"