Several figures flew out like sandbags, the light on their bodies dim. If they were not dead, they were wounded.
However, the pace of the battle was astoundingly fast.
The Abyss Jail Battalion had not collapsed under such a situation. This was a disciplined and iron army. If this was any other battalion, the experts of Tian Huan would have collapsed a long time ago.
Shi Pei was slightly surprised. The Abyss Jail Battalion was stationed in the worst Abyss Jail. It could be called a true battalion of steel. Each person ignored life and death and was strong. This iron army had been created by Zhong De. Each soldier would unhesitatingly use their bodies to block attacks for Zhong De!
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a troop of seven people charge over. He hurriedly turned and charged in another direction. After charging for a while, Mi Wu had gained some experience. Once the enemy had more than five people, their combat abilities would explode. The three of them could still win, but they would be easily stalled.
Almost at the same time, the sounds of battle came from the perimeter of the camp. The Abyss Jail Battalion had been heavily guarded these past few days. There weren't just layers of jinzhi set up in the surroundings. Everyone was prepared to fight at any moment, and patrols were frequent.
Everyone in the army knew that Tian Huan's target was Zhong De Daren.
Yet soon, there was an emergency at the front.
Sang Dong's [Blood Devouring Shen Glyph] was the shen glyph most suited to the battlefield. It could continuously absorb blood and turn it into shen power. On the battlefield, he was a true killing machine. He fought savagely and did not know exhaustion. As long as there was blood, he would continue to fight.
The moment the light shield of the shen equipment was destroyed, that silent light sliced past the other's neck.
This strong sense of resistance and oppression was invisible like air, but it was real. Those soldiers did not fear death and seemed to ignore life. The blood that filled the sky did not affect them at all. Scarred faces indifferently leapt at him. Even in death, their expressions were indifferent. Mi Wu felt a chill down his spine.
It wasn't that he had never seen elites before. The battalion under the command of Mi Nan, the current leader of the Mi Family, was famed in the world, the best of the best. He had gone in and out many times but he had never felt like this.
He leisurely advanced without looking at his feet. He stepped into a jinzhi.
The enemy's formation could not help but fluctuate a little.
While Shi Pei was shocked, he also immediately realized that the number of experts that the other side had sent out was probably more than what they had expected! The situation was worse than they had imagined.
Shi Pei might look like a stone person but he was still very polite to Wei Sheng. "Teacher Wei, do not worry. The boys below will not be so easily defeated."
Unexpectedly, the frontlines were still unable to stop the enemy's assault. It could be seen how much pressure the frontlines were facing.
The three of them were extremely fast and slippery. Even though the people around them were constantly slowing them down, they were still unable to entangle them.
The advantage of battalions was in large scale frontal charges. In small scale battles like this, they were not as good as shen power experts who were agile and had powerful attacks.
He was like a bull that didn't know fatigue, charging at the enemy's formation over and over again.
Bang, bang, bang!
In such a chaotic battlefield, this person seemed to be taking a leisurely stroll, advancing calmly. His speed was not fast, but no one around him could stop him even half a step.
He was surrounded by enemies, but he didn't have the slightest fear.
The chain of attacks came one after another.
Shi Pei squeezed out a smile, "Alright!"
Zuo Mo looked at the chaotic scene below and sighed in relief.
Mi Wu's figure was extremely fast. The two ring masters followed closely behind and protected his flanks. The three of them charged into the camp like arrows. Mi Wu felt a ball of fire burning in his chest. His attacks were extremely explosive. The shen glyphs inside his body continuously provided him with surging shen power. He seemed to have endless power.
The other's shen equipment flashed and blocked his attacks. Yet Mi Wu had expected this. The Abyss Jail Battalion was equipped with shen equipment that Mo Cloud Sea had specially forged for them. The level of Mo Cloud Sea's shen equipment was not below Tian Huan's and their defense was outstanding.
He saw an old person.
The blood on the ground continued to enter the bloody shadow on his body. In a blink, the bloody shadow became even thicker.
The jinzhi that the camp had set up were really crude for Mi Wu who came from Tian Huan. They effortlessly avoided all kinds of traps and jinzhi. They moved around and did not give the enemy a chance to surround them.
Countless seal scripts appeared on the ground of the entire camp.
He was like a wild beast, unreasonably ramming his way forward.
Using this obstruction, the shen glyphs under Mi Wu's feet suddenly lit up. Seven identical figures appeared at the same time, along with fourteen blade-sharp lights.
An opening appeared in the Abyss Jail Battalion that had been running for their lives.
Sang Dong was much braver than the calm Mi Wu.
Yet in such a high tempo charge, even if Mi Wu tried to conserve his power, he still expended a great deal of energy.
His shen glyphs were unique in Tian Huan. If Zuo Mo was here, he would find to his shock that Sang Dong's shen glyphs were similar to Mo Cloud Sea's inscription art. The surging shen power caused his shen power to be covered in a thick bloody shadow.
A silent ray of light appeared behind the man's neck.
Mi Wu's attacks were not at full power. His mission was to attract the enemy's attention, control the expenditure of shen power, and prepare for a prolonged battle.
Sang Dong suddenly gave a sky-shaking roar. His presence was even stronger than before!
Usually, this was true as long as the enemy did not have many people.
His body was like lightning, the light in his hand was like a sharp blade that flashed through the air. It had to be said that battle was the best teacher. Last time, he had only fought Zuo Mo and the others but Mi Wu had benefited greatly and gradually became more experienced.
Wei Sheng suddenly sensed something.
The two of them were not people that were good at talking. After they finished speaking, there was an awkward silence. Wei Sheng closed his eyes again and meditated. The God-Killing Blood Sword floated in front of him, brimming with blood energy.
Shi Pei's expression was calm and still unaffected.
Wei Sheng moved his gaze away and glanced at Shi Pei.
When there were enough experts, unless the battalion also had experts, the ones that would suffer were the battalions. The great individual strength of experts allowed them to charge through the enemy ranks. They had the initiative to fight, and the battalions could only passively fight. If the enemy had few people, then the battalion would have the advantage of numbers. As long as they did not care about losses, they could exhaust the enemy to death. But if there were many experts, and the battalion lacked experts, then the battalion would be in danger.
If any battalion was prepared, it would not be easy for the enemy to charge in, much less a tough battalion like Abyss Jail Battalion.
They were fighting on their own territory and had enough time to make preparations. They had the geographical advantage. Originally, according to Shi Pei's estimates, they could completely stop the enemy's attacks.
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Everywhere they passed, no matter if it was the jinzhi or the seal scripts, they were all bright!
If he had come a moment later, it would have been dangerous.
Tian Huan had not had a large battle in these years, but he had been active in the small battles at the borders.
Mi Wu's heart shook. He was many times stronger than these soldiers, but when he charged into the formation, he still felt great resistance.
A line of blood appeared on the other's neck. The other froze where he stood.
Mi Wu used the momentum of his charge to suddenly slam into this person. Bam, the head separated from the body. The fountain of blood turned to mist in the air. The headless corpse was like a sandbag that howled as it smashed towards the enemy charging from his left.
The two ring masters next to him were even more exhausted.
Shi Pei's attention returned to the movements on the outside.
Wei Sheng saw the other was polite and nodded. He said, "If you need me to act, just tell me, do not be courteous."
Alone, he walked step by step. Everywhere he passed, there were broken limbs and blood that formed rivers.
The present situation was like this.
The morale of the entire battalion did not need to be mobilized. Everyone's fighting spirit was burning.
If Li Xian Er was said to be the most talented disciple of Tian Huan and the strongest in theory, then Sang Dong was definitely the most powerful of the four seats.
Just as everyone thought that the jinzhi had been activated, the seal scripts on the jinzhi under their feet suddenly lit up. Then the bright light spread in all directions at an astounding rate.
Zuo Mo's gaze suddenly shrank!
In a short span of one hundred breaths, the trio had killed more than forty people. Attacking in the chaos was perfect for Mi Wu who had a calm mind and fast reactions.
The trio's charge was effective. They were like a thin and eerie blade that moved between the enemy's flesh and bones, searching for an opportunity.
His eyes were blood-red, and he let out an indescribable roar. His entire body was like a solid blood shadow, facing the enemies in front of him. Like a berserk rhinoceros, he charged head-first into the enemy's formation.
Abyss Jail Battalion lived up to its reputation!
Yet he had not killed the seven people he had predicted.
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Zuo Mo was shocked as he watched. In the future, he had to assign more experts to Lil 'Miss and Bie Han. Otherwise, if they encountered a situation like this, it would really be dangerous.
Only one person had died on the spot. The other two had been killed with the help of the two ring masters next to him.
Almost all the experts of Tian Huan had come out. Elite forces like the Abyss Jail Battalion were suppressed to the point they could not even form a battle formation.
Clang!
A little troop of seven unhesitatingly charged at the old man. The light of the battle formation was blinding.
Sang Dong's powerful charge put great pressure on the Abyss Jail Battalion.
Even the rock-like Abyss Jail Battalion started to show signs of cracks.
All the jinzhi had been activated!
Moreover, unlike the other chief disciples, Sang Dong was an out-and-out battle maniac. Normally, it was almost impossible to see him in the sect. What he loved the most was the battlefield.
The old man did not move at all. The little troop of seven turned into seven balls of fire under the light of the battle formation.
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