The angels and immortals on both sides quickly completed the inspection. Both castles can only be regarded as ordinary disposable fairy weapons. It is basically impossible to rely on the castles to defend. The momentum of both sides is getting stronger, and a tough battle is about to begin.
Long Xi called to St. Paul: "Let's start," and walked away without looking back, not even looking at the battlefield.
St. Paul said loudly: "From now on, whoever can break into the opponent's castle and retrieve the Holy World Mark of our side will be considered the winner. We don't look at the process, but only judge the outcome based on the result. I hope everyone will fight bravely to defeat the enemy."
Long Xi was not nearby to watch, and he was too embarrassed to be near the castle, so he turned and left the battlefield. Charlie retreated thousands of miles, paying attention to every move of the 20,000 immortals with his spiritual thoughts. Of course, his spiritual thoughts were mainly focused on Murong Xiaoxin
On the body.
Someone among the angels shouted, and ten thousand angels armed with golden swords or spears rushed towards the opposite castle. They left five thousand angels to guard the castle, and the offensive and defensive battle began.
Before they could rush to the gates of the Holy Sword Sect, they were greeted by fairy swords flying all over the sky, as well as a variety of spells.
Ten thousand angels attacked the castle for three days, leaving a few angel corpses and retreating. There were casualties in the first three days, and this offensive and defensive battle was much more brutal than before.
An angel flew under the castle, picked up the dead angel and flew away. He came to collect the body, and Murong Xiaoxin asked everyone to stop attacking.
Charlie, who was watching from a distance, looked at Murong Xiaoxin and muttered: "Damn it, this woman won't become the next Li Chengtian, right?"
Murong Xiaoxin's yellow flying sword was so powerful that the angels had almost no resistance in front of the flying sword, and their self-healing power was useless. All three angels were killed by Murong Xiaoxin.
Before Li Chengtian entered the Immortal Lord, it was Gabriel's nightmare in the Holy World. After he entered the Immortal Lord, it was the nightmare of the other three holy worlds. On the void battlefield, as long as Li Chengtian entered the battlefield, the Immortal Lords in the other three realms were frightened.
There are even cases of fleeing without a fight.
The battle between Tianxian's attack and defense is fair. Ruolan is hiding not far away, focusing on Lu Dafu and Murong Xiaoxin.
It would be very easy for her to intervene in this war, but it is obviously not necessary. Not only would it be useless to win, but it would also have no role in training the immortals of the Pingtian Holy Realm.
A few days later, the angels organized another large-scale attack. Two reckless angels rushed into the Holy Sword Sect's castle, but were chopped into pieces by several immortal swords.
Ten years later, the angel side had lost more than a hundred people. The Pingtian Holy World side finally lost dozens of immortals when the other side pressed forward across the board. The casualties on both sides began to increase, reaching a fever pitch.
Lu Dafu fought quite well in the battle, his magical skills and swords complemented each other, and he dealt with it calmly and calmly, which is commendable.
Nine thousand years of training and growth, this one thousand years is the test
When it came to fruition, Murong Xiaoxin commanded a whole team of immortals to guard the castle tightly and organized several silent counterattacks. They almost captured the Angel Castle and retrieved the Holy Sword Sect mark.
If you attack with all your strength regardless and leave the defense empty, the opponent will capture your own castle and lose the angel mark. Even if you take your own mark at that time, it can only be regarded as a draw. Therefore, between offense and defense, you must
Reasonably distribute power and achieve precise layout.
Time passes day by day, and four hundred and eighty years have passed. The two sides who have been fighting hard will take a ten-year break every hundred years. In twenty years, this war will be over.
At this time, there are more than 12,000 people on the Angel side, and there are 1,017 people on the Holy Sword Sect. Although the Angels have 2,000 more people, it is not enough to form a crushing advantage. The two sides are evenly matched, and it seems that they are going to
Ended in a draw.
Murong Xiaoxin's eyes flashed, and his smart eyes flickered a few times. For more than four hundred and seventy years, the Angel Team has been the main attack, and the losses have been large, with more than 2,000 casualties. The Holy Sword Sect has been the main defender, and the losses have been relatively small.
More than 900 people died.
She discussed with everyone for several days and formulated a seduction plan. If she took the opponent's castle first, took the city mark, and then quickly returned to defense, she might be able to win the war.
Of course, those who stay in the castle must be able to hold on until they capture the opponent's castle. If there are not enough people left, the opponent's group of angels will come over, and they can take the angel mark in one go. When the time comes to steal the chicken, they will peck at a handful of rice.
There are too many people left, and the offensive power is insufficient to quickly capture the opponent's castle.
After hundreds of years of fighting, he basically knew the opponent's tactics. Charlie also lost interest in watching and only focused on Murong Xiaoxin.
On this day, a group of Holy Sword Sect angels invited a battle outside the Angel Castle. A small group of angels rushed out. Suddenly, a large group of angels rushed from all around, surrounding the angels in the middle.
The angels in the castle hurried out to rescue, but the Holy Sword Sect Celestials did not want to fight and quickly retreated. Several angel corpses and one Celestial Immortal corpse were left on the ground. This was the first time that the Holy Sword Sect took the initiative to fight and won by a slight advantage.
Small game.
In the following time, the Holy Sword Sect would send out small teams to invite battles almost every day. After attracting the angels, they would attack in large groups. After more than a dozen times, dozens of angels were killed.
The Angel Team was infuriated by the Holy Sword Sect. When the Holy Sword Sect performed this trick again, the Angel Team all pressed forward.
It's very close to the castle, so you don't have to worry about anyone sneaking into the castle. Next to the city mark, there are 500 angels guarding it.
This time, the Holy Sword Sect team did not retreat at once, but retreated while fighting. More than ten immortals were defeated and died in the open space. The angel team's confidence increased and they chased after them closely.
They chased for a while, and an angel called out: "Why is Murong Xiaoxin from the Holy Sword Sect missing?"
Someone said: "Have you noticed that the Tianxian team opposite has only about 8,000 people, which is a shortage of more than 2,000 people."
The leading angel was shocked and secretly said "No".
He said to everyone: "Return to the defense quickly. Two thousand people versus five hundred people. It is easy to get the castle mark."
As soon as they returned to the castle, they were faced with a burst of magical attacks. More than a thousand heavenly beings appeared on the castle and attacked them head-on. The more than seven thousand heavenly beings who retreated chased them from behind and suppressed them.
A violent beating.
In panic, dozens of people in the Angel team died, and the entire team was in chaos.
In the angel castle, Murong Xiaoxin said to the remaining three hundred angels: "I don't want to kill you all, you can go!"
There were several angels holding long swords, guarding closely beside the mark. Most of the angels put away their long swords and flew out of the castle. Murong Xiaoxin killed them with one sword each, making them frightened and without any fighting spirit.
"I admire you, but this is war, I'm sorry." Murong Xiaoxin waved his hand, and the purple gold sword flew out, killing an immortal. The magic of a thousand people bombarded those few people, instantly killing them.
Into fly ash.
Murong Xiaoxin flew up and took off the castle mark, leading everyone to rush out of the castle and fly towards her side.
The battle situation is locked, and ten thousand angels are guarding the castle. Even if the angels attack every day, it is impossible to break through the castle.
Murong Xiaoxin planned carefully, organized tightly and accurately, Ruolan couldn't help but admire her secretly.
After Yang Jiong woke up, he watched the fierce battle between the two sides with great interest, and he actually enjoyed watching it.
In more than ten years, the thousand-year offensive and defensive war is about to end. The angel team gathered outside the castle and attacked in turns. After each attack, more than ten corpses would be left behind. The number of casualties on both sides began to increase rapidly.
On this day, Ruolan suddenly felt a palpitation in her heart, and even Yang Jiong had a nervous look on his face.
Just as Ruolan teleported away, a spiritual thought swept across the place where Ruolan was staying. Immediately afterwards, a silver-haired man appeared and stood in the place where Ruolan had just stayed. His spiritual thought swept around, and Ruolan just happened to
Passing through the light curtain, he was not caught by his spiritual thoughts.
The light curtain of the Four Holy Realms can be torn apart by the Immortal King, but it has an excellent isolating effect on spiritual thoughts. The silver-haired man looked at it suspiciously for a while and said to himself: "I just felt a figure passing by, can it escape my spirit?"
If you want to track it down, is it true saints from other holy realms have come?"
Ruolan was able to avoid his spiritual thoughts because she immediately teleported away after becoming alert, without any hesitation. When she reached the light curtain, she broke through it and got through. The whole process was neat and tidy, without any delay.