"The mo battle method turns the complex to simple, gathering many as one, using power to defeat. It looks simple but is extremely effective. Mo battle generals are the only ones of the three that require individual bravery. "Pu Yao's tone changed." You are stupid, the mo battle method is more suitable for you. "
But when he saw Zuo Mo's sunflower-like face that was always facing him, he rationally gave up struggling. "Mo battle generals are different from other battle generals. The first thing they need to learn is to be able to resonate with the power of their fellows. "
The strange corpse went to search for his homeland. Wei grimaced and found that he didn't even have a target to search for.
Yao battle generals used their consciousness to control the troops. They moved as one, advancing and retreating as one. Mo battle generals did not care about formations at all. They were a mess and scattered.
This scene shocked everyone present!
A sword xiu ten zhang away from him was hit by several yao arts at the same time. With a wail, his entire body shattered into pieces of ice!
In the blink of an eye, eighty living people were erased. How cruel was this!
The multi-colored sword energies that had just bloomed in the air suddenly brightened!
"Then teach me!" Zuo Mo's request blurted out. He tried to widen his bright eyes and put on a yearning and fawning expression at Wei.
In a blink, more than half of the mo soldiers of the three groups were killed or wounded!
Howls rose in the air and filled the eardrums. The sword xiu of Vermillion Bird Camp increased their speed to the maximum in a short amount of time!
The pitiful Ming Lie and Song Yuan had been caught in an ambush by Liang Wei. Even though Liang Wei's ambush did not cause too many fatalities because Ming Lie had maintained his vigilance, they were still disheveled.
But … …
Xi Ye who had a bellyful of rage and surging battle intent, his body that had just moved seemed to be pulled back by an invisible hand and stopped abruptly. He looked in disbelief at the wave after wave of sword light, and it was like a basin of ice water had drenched him from head to toe, causing his limbs to feel icy cold! Beside him, Lan Qing and the other mo soldiers had shocked expressions!
After one successful attack, he did not linger and retreated!
Wei's interest in finding a new inheritor suddenly plummeted. In the past, Wei had been eager to show his existence but when Pu Yao threw the problem at him, he was not interested.
"Stop!" Ming Lie shouted and stopped the subordinates that were planning on giving chase. The other's formation was organized and there were no openings.
Compared to the past, the present Vermillion Bird Camp was undoubtedly more mature. Their trademark killing move, the Three Section Wave Killing Charge, was cast more easily. The waves formed by the sword auras were not as fierce as before, but they were more flexible, as if there was an invisible string connecting the sword auras!
Ming Lie Shixiong had suffered a loss at the hands of an unknown yao battle general. If this news got back to the sect, it would cause an uproar.
Zuo Mo was eager to try. "How can we gather people into one?"
The oath engraved on the tombstone belonged to him alone.
Liang Wei knew the advantages and disadvantages of the two sides. He did not have any experts in his command and could not enter a stalemate. The other party's experts were constantly under heavy protection. If they wanted to use numbers to exchange for them, the sacrifice would be too great.
"Summon the power of companions … …" Zuo Mo thought hard. He seemed to have comprehended something just now, but when he thought about it, he did not find anything.
Song Yuan perceptively did not speak. In reality, he had also been shocked by the ferocious attack just now. He had started to train when he was very young, and had experienced many dangerous situations. But only today did he know that the dangers he had experienced before were just child's play compared to a true battle.
A strange scene appeared.
Zuo Mo seemed to see hundreds of tendons intertwining and then tightening to form a fist!
In terms of shamelessness, Wei clearly was not a match for Zuo Mo. He could only say, "Mo physique and battle general are two different things, I do not know much."
Pu Yao could still encounter the descendants of his old friends, and maintain the connection between him and this world, and had not been abandoned by time. And Wei was too old, so old that nothing could be left behind.
The collision between the two was short but fierce!
With this close study, he immediately had a new discovery. As expected, mo battle generals and yao battle generals were different!
Song Yuan's expression also became stern. He was not a battle general but he could feel it even more clearly. He felt as though they had fallen into a large net, and could not muster any strength!
Wei stopped. He finally remembered that this guy in front of him was a freak that had easily cultivated the Great Day mo physique that was ranked second among colonel level mo physiques!
Ming Lie's face was black. If they pursued, they would fall into the other's trap.
A moment later, he suddenly raised his head, his expression filled with indescribable excitement. Without another word, he jumped up from the ground and disappeared!
Wei released a breath. The shameless expression on his face finally disappeared. He felt much more at ease. He then said, "Yes, the power of mo is the power of the body, it is the self. Only by being able to resonate with the power of your fellows can you communicate with them. The transmission of power is much faster and more accurate than sound! "
The three waves of mo soldiers were like three powerful fists!
The black-faced Ming Lie saw this scene. It was as though his pressure points had been sealed and he was dumbstruck.
He had not lied. For some reason, seeing Zuo Mo's brow furrowed, Wei's helpless mood instantly became much better.
When did the normal yao corps become so powerful? Since when was a silver warlord able to contend with him?
"So it's like this … …" Zuo Mo was thoughtful.
[Ice Heart Plain] was silently channeled. His heart was like an ice plain, untainted by even a speck of dust. Liang Wei had been greatly favored by the Corps Commander in the past and had secretly taught him the top yao art of the Ice Frost Corps, [Ice Heart Plain].
Three section wave killing charge!
The wave-like sword energies gathered and scattered. They were like little knives that danced up and down like butterflies, continuously slicing off pieces of the mo soldiers that had gathered together.
"Resonate with the power of your fellows?"
Deep in thought, Zuo Mo forgot about the battle that had just occurred.
His gaze landed on the young and handsome battle general in the other's formation, and he was filled with shock. Ming Lie was very clear about the division of duties in the yaomo army. This troop that had given him great pressure was not the core corps of the yao! And this young battle general was just a silver battle general!
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"It is not as difficult as the mo physique." Wei still decided to speak the truth.
He said casually, "This is more difficult to cultivate."
One side had prepared for a long time, the other side had hastily responded. Even though Liang Wei Tribe did not have many experts, they still suppressed Ming Lie Tribe.
"Oh, Wei knows," Pu Yao said irresponsibly.
The yao arts and sword energies lit up the void. Some entered the bloody mist and caused it to roil.
Wei opened his eyes helplessly and looked discontentedly at Pu Yao. Ever since encountering the strange corpse and seeing an existence even more ancient than him, Wei's urgency to find an inheritor had unknowingly lessened greatly. Coming back from his obsession, he finally realized that the person he had protected in the past had been destroyed in the river of time.
His successive orders were all erased by the other. Five breaths! Five whole breaths! Ming Lie had given six orders, but the situation of the two sides had not changed!
"Is it harder to cultivate than the mo physique?" Zuo Mo asked.
But what made him feel cold was that the young yao battle general's cold eyes did not have any emotion. He had succeeded in one strike without any hesitation. It was frighteningly clean. Looking at Ming Lie's black face, Song Yuan knew how terrible his shixiong's mood was at this time.
The sword energies crisscrossed!
Ming Lie took a deep breath and forced himself to maintain his calm.
Liang Wei was just a silver battle general, but after that difficult side guard battle, he had been reborn. It was because they had detected this that the Council of Elders had allowed him to act independently.
The sword energies formed a wave that leapt towards the three groups of mo soldiers!
Compared to Zuo Mo's novel discovery, Gongsun Cha was extremely familiar with the fighting methods of the mo. In War Chess, he had faced all kinds of enemies. Even though the present fighting methods were very different from the ones Pu Yao had played in War Chess, but they were of the same origin.
Inside the bloody mist, Liang Wei's pupils suddenly shrank, his expression changing dramatically. He felt cold all over his body!
He did not understand battle generals but he knew that Ming Lie Shixiong's skill was outstanding in Kun Lun. Otherwise, the sect would not have given him the first battle.
For Gongsun Cha, there was no difference.
As expected, this place was filled with danger!
After the last battle, Liang Wei's hatred of xiuzhe was deep in his bones. The backbone of his troops were the survivors of the Ice Frost Corps. When he saw Ming Lie's group, his eyes instantly became bloodshot and murderous.
The two sides collided!
The bloody mist that covered Bloody Sky Metropolis Jie was the best cover for the yaomo. The one thousand combat yao retreated at the same time in an orderly formation. The hands of the combat yao at the back flashed with light.
The battle behind them did not attract Zuo Mo's attention. His attention was completely on the three groups of mo soldiers that were charging at him. He watched closely. Pu Yao's personality was terrible, but he would not act without reason.
Wails rose. The other side's cooperation was very good. The level of their yao arts was not high, but when they worked together, the power was astounding. A thread of sorrow flashed through Song Yuan's eyes. If they died on the battlefield, even their souls could not escape!
Liang Wei was not affected and looked coldly at the other. His consciousness spread out like a large net. Every detail of the battlefield fell into his grasp. The protective light shield of the combat yao at the very front was instantly shattered by several sword energies. He didn't even have the time to wail before he was twisted into a rain of blood.
Before he left, the other's cold and indifferent gaze was like the sharpest mockery. A silver battle general dared to be so arrogant in front of him!
Song Yuan felt weak inside.
In Zuo Mo's vision, the presences of those mo soldiers that seemed to be scattered actually gathered together! The presences of more than a hundred mo soldiers gathered into a ball and became one. Their presence was greatly different!
The battle statistics quickly came out. Ming Lie had lost almost eighty people, and the other side had only lost six people. Such a huge disparity in casualties was like a resounding slap to his face.
Ming Lie's expression was grave. The composition of the troop in front of him was not high, but their tactics were fierce and they did not fear death!
Wei suddenly smiled. He spread his hands. "Don't ask me how to summon the power of my comrades. I don't know, I'm just a gravestone armor."
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