Chapter nine hundred and thirty fourth death fifty thousand
Xia Haoxuan calculated that the two waves of killings just now must have killed more than 10,000 people to obtain so much capture energy.
"Continue my upgrade journey!" Xia Haoxuan took a look at his own cultivation. He is now at the ninth level of Martial Saint. As long as he breaks through two more levels, he can reach the true realm of Martial God and become a strong first-level Martial God!
Xia Haoxuan's heart at this moment was very eager to surpass Feng Qing'er in terms of cultivation.
After all, no matter what, we are also systematic people. Others can surpass us in all aspects, but in terms of cultivation speed, no one is allowed to surpass us.
When Xia Haoxuan thought of this, he directly controlled the fort without saying a word.
This time, Xia Haoxuan did not stay in the world scene for long. After two or three hours, Xia Haoxuan left the system space directly!
"Red Flame, go northwest!" Xia Haoxuan glanced at the situation inside the psychedelic spirit tree and ordered directly to the Red Flame Dark Nether Dragon.
Xia Haoxuan came to the northwest corner of the psychedelic forest and directly summoned the puppet army, because Xia Haoxuan discovered that the number of disciples in the northwest was relatively sparse.
After the puppet army appeared, it immediately followed the disciples of the seven major forces and besieged them.
"There is an enemy attack, fight back quickly!"
This time, because the disciples of the seven major forces were more cautious, when they saw the puppet army appearing, they already shouted and started to fight back.
It's a pity that they are disadvantaged in terms of numbers, and they are no match for the puppet army.
Although people in other areas heard the noise and rushed here, it was impossible to rush here instantly.
Xia Haoxuan stood on the red flame dark dragon, and he had a panoramic view of the scene in the psychedelic forest!
As the battle here started, Xia Haoxuan saw the entire psychedelic forest and a large number of disciples quickly gathering towards the puppet army.
"It's almost time!" Xia Haoxuan saw that the time was almost up and quickly put away the puppet army.
Because when the disciples of the seven major forces arrive, it will be too late to retreat if they want to!
To be honest, this is something that worries Xia Haoxuan. At the same time, he has no choice. Who makes the seven major forces have more people than the puppet army?
As for his puppet army, there are only about 20,000 high-level martial saints.
On the contrary, among the seven major forces, more than 60% are high-level martial saints.
Therefore, his puppet army does not have an advantage in terms of quantity or strength. His only advantage is the psychedelic spirit tree.
He can use the psychedelic spirit tree to deal with the seven major forces at will. He completely adheres to the mentality of fighting if he can win, and running if he can't.
After Xia Haoxuan put away all the puppets, he directly found a place with few people in Yihe and summoned all the puppet army!
"No, there are enemy troops here as well, please fight back quickly!"
When the disciples of the seven major forces discovered the puppet army, they all shouted extremely nervously. It was really the overwhelming number of puppets that directly crushed them.
The shouts of the disciples of the seven major forces could not be stopped at all, and the system notification sounded in Xia Haoxuan's mind.
"Ding dong, congratulations to the host for killing the second-level Martial Saint warrior, and congratulations to the host for obtaining 82,000 capture energy!"
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"Ding dong, congratulations to the host for killing the fifth-level Martial Saint warrior, and congratulations to the host for obtaining 85,000 capture energy!"
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"Ding dong, congratulations to the host for killing the sixth level warrior of the Martial Saint, and congratulations to the host for obtaining 86,000 capture energy!"
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Xia Haoxuan felt that it was almost done, so he put away the puppet army again and looked for a place to release the puppet army.
For two days, Xia Haoxuan seemed to be tireless and changed nearly a hundred places.
In some places, Xia Haoxuan killed some people before collecting the puppet army, but in other places, Xia Haoxuan did not let the puppet army kill people at all, so he collected the puppet army.
Anyway, after these two days, the disciples of the seven major forces were exhausted physically and mentally by Xia Haoxuan, and their hearts were in panic!
They had no idea where to go for support, because every time, they failed to reach the place for support, so Xia Haoxuan ran to the next place and launched a bombardment.
Later, some people simply stood there and did not support anyone, but they found that they would still be beaten.
It can be said that in the past two days, the people of the seven major forces suffered heavy casualties and suffered unspeakably!
On the contrary, Xia Haoxuan's puppet army suffered almost zero casualties.
"Huh... It's time to rest for a while!" Xia Haoxuan put away the puppet army and exhaled a breath. After all, he was summoning the puppet army back and forth. Even if the puppets were not tired, he was still a little tired!
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"That bitch finally stopped attacking!"
Seeing that Xia Haoxuan stopped attacking, the powerful men from the seven major forces also let out a sigh of relief.
After these two days, they felt like they were being played by Xia Haoxuan like a dog.
Not to mention that they didn't see Xia Haoxuan, they didn't even see Xia Haoxuan's puppet.
"How are the casualty statistics?" Wu Tian asked with a strange and cold expression.
"Report...report to the sect master, the seven major forces suffered heavy casualties, with the death toll being as high as 50...50,000!" The people from the Tianqi Sect answered cautiously after hearing Wu Tian's inquiry.
"How is this possible? How could we lose 50,000 people!"
"That's 50,000 strong warriors. That's not a cat or a dog. Did you make a mistake in your statistics?"
"Hurry up and get down here and count again!"
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When everyone heard the number of deaths, they couldn't accept it. What a joke, those 50,000 strong martial saints were half of their number.
Now they didn't even see the gate of the Imperial Academy, and half of them died. How could they accept this news? This news simply made them collapse and go crazy.
The person who opened the door that day heard the words of the powerful men and said with an ugly look on his face: "Reporting to your lords, this number is an accurate number."
"Ah! I want him to die!"
All the powerful men had murderous intent emerging from their bodies and roared angrily. While they were angry, they all panicked in their hearts.
After all, more than half of them have been killed or injured now, so what else can they do to fight with Xia Haoxuan? If this situation continues, all seven of them will be killed sooner or later.
And even if they can defeat Xia Haoxuan, the strength of their respective forces will be greatly reduced!
Moreover, they currently have no hope of winning against Xia Haoxuan.
This is completely different from what they planned from the beginning.
They had previously planned for the seven major forces to besiege the Imperial Academy, with no more than 20% casualties at most, but now they have killed 50% of them.