Nine hundred and seventieth chapters sit on the ground into formation
Impossible means there is little hope.
In fact, Wei Rui's words also contained another layer of meaning. The reason why that person made him feel powerful but could not be determined was that he might have some kind of magical weapon.
But if they only possess some unique magic weapon and their cultivation level cannot be compared with that of the Demon Sect, then they are truly in trouble today.
As long as a person is alive, he must believe in hope. In the past many years, he has been ready to die at any time, but he always wants to give hope to these energetic young people.
He and Lin Yi didn't get along for long in Zhongli City, but now the reason why he is willing to run around instead of directly obeying the emperor's orders and becoming Lin Yi's enemy is because he is convinced that Lin Yi is more truly considerate of the people than most powerful people.
, People like Lin Yi are those who really want peace and less war in the Southern Dynasties, and he is now sure that Yuan Yan is also such a person.
He very much hopes that Yuan Yan can live.
"If there are enemies, you should first find a place to hide in the inn."
He said to several servants in the inn.
Although these members of the Demon Sect who eat death for a living are young, the smell of decay lingers in his perception at this time. Those people must have been killing and living with dead bodies every day in the past ten days.
People who are so accustomed to killing and disregarding life should not let these ordinary people in the inn go, and they should not allow these people to escape first.
If the ordinary people at these inns were allowed to leave first, they would definitely not be able to go far before they would be killed.
He felt very sorry for involving these people.
It's just that he was the number one tiger general in the Southern Dynasty. When these words were spoken, his expression still gave people a sense of calm and majesty.
As his face gradually became solemn, an iron-blooded killing aura that was difficult to describe in words naturally flowed out from around him.
"Don't take action, don't waste any real energy. If I am sure that an opportunity arises and you can escape, I will let you escape."
He whispered to Yuan Yan in a voice that only he and Yuan Yan could hear: "Of course, I hope that we don't have to run away and can all stay here well."
"I see."
Yuan Yan nodded and tried her best to calm down, "I will try not to cause you any unnecessary trouble. When you face the enemy, you can pretend that I don't exist."
"very good."
Wei Rui smiled slightly and nodded with satisfaction.
Some strange winds stirred up in the rain curtain, and a group of screaming riders appeared in his and Yuan Yan's sight.
The postures of these young demon sect members were extremely unruly and flamboyant, and even the horses under them were hurried and excited.
Breathing hard.
Continuous victories will give people endless confidence. In the past ten days, these young practitioners have continuously wiped out the practice sects along the way without encountering any powerful opponents. At this time, they also became blindly proud. They forgot
The old man in this station was Wei Hu, who made all the generals in the Northern Wei Dynasty fearful. They didn't know that this old man should be the number one division in the world at this time.
When the rider at the front was still far away from the inn, the true energy in his body had already spurted out.
The flying sword in the scabbard at his waist flew out with his thoughts, flying in front of him, buzzing and vibrating, breaking through the wind and rain in front of him.
A thin and thin sword, but like a swift and fierce dragon, it brings out beautiful white waves in the wind and rain.
With the flying sword in front of him, the wind and rain rolled past his sides like waves. This young practitioner was so proud that he even had a satisfied smile on his face.
At this moment, several transparent ripples appeared in the air in front of the horse under him.
This kind of ripples is like the natural distortion caused by the agitation of the air by his sword energy and the true energy on his body. The picture is extremely subtle and not noticeable at all.
However, at the next moment, an irrational and terrifying aura of killing came out of those few transparent ripples.
The large mass of air suddenly contracted, directly forming a transparent human-shaped shadow.
The human figure looked like a soldier holding a spear. Before the complacent young practitioner could react, he hit the man and the horse directly with his spear.
There was a bang.
The bodies of the horse that was moving at full speed and the practitioner on the saddle exploded instantly.
The horse's body and his body instantly turned into countless pieces of minced meat thrown around, and the blood in the minced meat didn't even have time to spread.
The flying sword that broke through the wind and rain had not even completely lost the support of the true energy at this time, and was still flying forward.
The rest of the Demon Sect tribes had no time to fear before they had already experienced exactly the same result.
Streams of terrifying killing aura continued to explode.
Transparent traces of human figures, like ghost generals suddenly coming out of hell, struck hard on the bodies of these demon sect members.
These young cultivators, who were still invincible when facing those small sects, and the horses beneath them, turned into pieces of meat flying in the air in almost a breath.
puff!
The flying sword flying at the front dimmed and fell into the dirt on the road.
The place where it fell was not far from the gate of the inn.
At least a few hundred feet away.
Those rotten smells overflowed with the fresh smell of blood, and were eventually washed away in the mud between the roads. Looking at the place where these arrogant young practitioners disappeared, Wei Rui's eyes did not have any unnecessary emotions. , not even a ripple.
He has experienced too many battles, and these seemingly arrogant members of the Demon Sect are just a group of insignificant soldiers.
After dozens of breaths, the rain seemed to have become lighter, and the sound of horse hooves and wheels crushing in the mud could be heard on the muddy road.
A carriage appeared in his and Yuan Yan's sight.
The moment the carriage appeared, the flesh and blood covered by the dirty muddy water seemed to come alive. Many airflows overflowed sharply, and quickly condensed into a gray mist visible to the naked eye. In an instant, they all poured into the carriage. In the carriage.
Wei Rui's eyes flickered slightly.
The real members of the Demon Sect he had come into contact with before, when they devoured the vitality escaping from these corpses during the death-eating practice, there was no essential difference between the Demon Sect's absorption at this time, but the Demon Sect's devouring at this time gave him The feeling is too eager.
It lacks the calmness it should have, but seems to be swallowing the jujube in a hurry.
Therefore, there may be no problem in inferring from the intelligence these days. The Demon Sect's physical condition is indeed not at its peak.
His eyes only flickered slightly, and then he looked at the carriage in the rain silently and intently.
However, on the road in front of this carriage, there was a more domineering and murderous aura that could even be described as tragic.
puff!
It's like rain has completely wetted a mass of dry and porous soil, half of the air in the soil has escaped, and a bubble has appeared on the muddy road.
As this bubble was generated, a plume of mud splashed upward from the ground.
This wisp of mud is like a lead that affects the world. A large amount of mud is blasted directly from the road. Mud pillars are formed instantly like those crisscrossing giant blades on the battlefield, piercing out from the mud.
He stabbed the carriage hard and continuously.
"Sit on the ground and form a formation. You are indeed the strongest formation master in the world."
In the carriage, the Demon Sect sighed in admiration.
He raised his hands slightly and placed them on his knees.
He seemed to have done nothing, but a terrifying power bloomed from beneath the wheel.
The carriage was like running over bumpy waves without any damage.
All the huge mud pillars that rushed towards the carriage were suppressed by the powerful force.