The plan has been decided, and everyone goes out in batches, because the three sword cultivators have already crossed the archway and are advancing here, as if they don't know that they are just three people, or are the three tigers disdainful of the pack of wolves in front of them?
Chonglou is in the middle, Lou Xiaoyi is on the lower left, Baihu is on the lower right...
Xue Yu couldn't help but sigh again while flying, as if time had returned to 20,000 years ago, the same three people, facing the waves of winged men without fear, formed the famous battle formation - the crystal glyph!
This time, the serious sword cultivators began their journey to clear the sword river!
The three people released the flying swords at the same time, and in an instant, a group of flying swords exceeding ten million levels came rolling in like a wave in the blue sea!
The tide of Ukai is like a white line. One moment it was far away in the horizon, and the next moment it is right in front of you!
As soon as the battle began, the results were completely different from those of the old men! In terms of cooperation alone, theoretically speaking, one person is the most perfect, because there is no need to cooperate! The core concept is that the fewer people there are, the more unified the Tao is.
Cooperation is more efficient!
The negative example is a group of so-called masters. They have different Taoist traditions, different Taoism and Buddhas, and different human wings. Even if they are under the same Taoism, in fact, the seven Taoists are not the same at all! What's more, they are not the same way.
There are four monks, five Hidden Wings, two ancestral wizards from the dirty land, and a Taoist traveler who looks very different...
Therefore, it is impossible for them to form a complete line of defense to resist this rolling tide of swords! They have their own methods to pick out any one of them individually, but if nineteen people stand together, there is no suitable method.
This is ridiculous, but it is a cruel fact!
This is why they must be separated!
Of course, being unable to effectively resist does not mean that they are in danger. It is nothing more than trading space for time and spreading out. When the flying sword group really targets a certain person, the bitten person will naturally have his own
Ways to deal with it!
In the eyes of ordinary people, the reaction of the veteran cultivators was really astute and decisive. Cassia Mingzi's group of nine people faced the wave of swords in the center, heading towards the heavy building in the middle!
The six-person Taoist group of Kunlun Guests dived to the lower left corner, where the white tiger should be!
Four monks, including Xiangbu Lu, descended to the right. What they had to deal with was the real protagonist, Lou Xiaoyi, a little master of troublemaking.
The sword tide was so magnificent that it almost blocked everything, including spiritual consciousness, visual consciousness, and all consciousness. They could not penetrate the fierce tide of sword energy!
Plain people can't see it, and neither can the veteran cultivators rushing ahead. Their direction is just a feeling! But sometimes feelings can go wrong!
After realizing that the sword tide blocked the consciousness, Cassia immediately alerted her.
"Attention! They may attack one wing!"
Concentrating firepower on one point is the simplest and most effective strategy. From street gangsters fighting for territory, to mortal wars, to group battles in the world of cultivation, it has never gone out of style, and has become more and more fun.
The more sophisticated it is, because only with the instant movement ability of a monk can the perfect separate attack and combined attack be achieved to the greatest extent.
The only question is, left or right?
There is no trace of anyone! The people present are all old foxes who can’t get any older. They use their own methods and show their magic. Some have open eyes, some have treasure lights, and some have a sense of freedom. For a time, the entire sword tide is covered with all kinds of magic.
, there is only one result: interference with each other, no one will benefit!
But there are also powerful ones. Several people shouted at the same time, "Right wing! Right wing!"
It is indeed difficult to guess, because the three sword cultivators are all mixed in tens of millions of sword lights, and they themselves have become sword lights. How difficult it is to distinguish them immediately! The key is that it is meaningless if you distinguish them too late.
, because the attack has begun!
The right wing is in the direction of the white tiger. In the sword tide, Chonglou and Lou Xiaoyi appeared on the left and right of the white tiger at the same time. This is through the lateral movement of the sword tide and does not involve space, so the opponent's space perception is useless! In such a high-level battle, it is not
The higher the level of skills, the more useful they are. Sometimes, the more clumsy and unsophisticated methods can lead to unexpected results!
The white tiger opened his mouth, and his body changed with his mouth. A ferocious and powerful white tiger with eye-catching roars appeared. This was not a sword skill, but his instinctive magical power, roaring like a tiger!
With tens of thousands of years of skill, this roar combines divine disturbance, sound movement, wave chaos, and soul-piercing. With just this roar, a magic forbidden zone has been formed in the area in front. Within a few breaths, all the people in this area can
The defensive spells of several Taoists immediately became ineffective.
This is not the most important thing. The important thing is that the white tiger's huge body follows the general roaring, wherever he roars, he goes wherever he goes!
As soon as the battle began, the old white tiger began to approach the alien beast in the most desperate way!
This is beyond the surprise of several Taoists on the right, but everyone has negative scales. If you yell at me, I will run away, so what else will you do in the future? If a mortal is roared by a tiger, it is normal for him to turn around and run away. They themselves have no less than
How could White Tiger's strength be as strong as his nest being blown up?
At this moment, the reminder from the companions around me arrived, and it was too late to react!
There were two people hanging from the neck of the huge white tiger. The white tiger pounced on the group of Taoists. The two people had already jumped down and jumped out! There were still no flying swords, just like two hooligans carrying kitchen knives to chop people in the market!
Their flying swords cannot be used now, because the three of them have to maintain the tens of millions of sword tides! If the flying swords are used here, the sword tide will inevitably weaken, and the dozen or so monks will immediately surround them, so the flying swords are outside, everyone
Slash people with swords!
The white tiger is responsible for blocking, and the two humans are responsible for killing! The time left for them is very short, just within three breaths. The two of them must choose the easiest opponent to win in a short period of time. They cannot be timid or greedy.
What is tested is the will that has experienced hundreds of battles!
One left and one right, cut crosswise!
Incarnated as a rainbow, the killing intent is high, and the wind blows like scissors!
Sheep Duoduo mingled among the Taoist priests, with an immortal weapon floating above his head and spinning around in front of him. The stupid white tiger thought that this could scare away monks like him, but he was really deceived by lard!
He has so many immortal weapons that he must consider the effect before throwing them! The so-called throwing immortal weapons to kill people is actually a joke. There are restrictions on the use of immortal weapons by ordinary cultivators. It is like a small horse-drawn cart. You pull it.
If you are not willing to accept one, how many more do you want to win over?
The one he was throwing out now was a treasure from the Immortal Court that was specially used to restrain disobedient monsters. It was called a riding whip. In fact, it was an obsolete item that had been worn out and needed to be replaced. As a result, it ended up in his hands.
No matter how old it is, it is still a fairy!
The riding whip has been used, and no animal creature can withstand the three whips. It will definitely have weak muscles and weak feet, and will obey orders obediently. Therefore, he actually has no pressure on this battle. It is a bit of an effort to capture him easily!
He just pulled out the whip, and he had already received the warning consciousness in his mind. Almost at the same time, two bright lights cut down from the left and right of his body!
He was aware of the danger, but had lost the time to react! He only had time to crush the life-saving talisman in his hand!
