"Ying Tian Sect's Protective Array is used to protect your Daoist disciples!"
Li Xieyun stood beside Gu Xuan and smiled evilly.
The Daoist Sect's First Elder's face turned pale.
Gu Xuan's words were an insult to the Daoist Sect.
However, he could not refute Gu Xuan's words because the truth was right in front of him.
Regardless of whether it was the battle between the Great Emperors or the Great Emperors, the Daoist Sect's army far outnumbered the Ying Tian Sect.
However, the result was the opposite of what they had expected.
The Ying Tian Sect's losses were almost negligible.
However, the Daoist Sect had already lost tens of thousands of people.
The situation of the battle was simply one-sided.
If this continued, all the Daoist Sect's Half-Saints and below would be slaughtered in four hours at most.
"First Elder, save me! Save me! "
At this moment, the Daoist Sect's Third Elder's voice suddenly sounded.
The Third Elder, who only had one arm left, was in imminent danger under Hu Kong's attack. He could only hold on for a while longer before his head was pierced by the spear!
"First Elder, save me first! I can't hold on any longer! "
"No, no, First Elder, save me!"
The Fourth and Fifth Elders' cries for help sounded at the same time.
Facing the battle formation formed by the ten Great Emperors, they felt as if they were facing a Half-Saint. They were under great pressure. Not to mention winning, even staying alive was extremely difficult. They were in danger of dying at any time.
The First Elder's face revealed a trace of helplessness, as if he expected better from them.
"The prestige of the Daoist Sect's Ten Elders has been completely destroyed by the three of you. If even you three are like this, how can the other disciples still have the will to fight? "
The First Elder shook his head and sighed. He gently pressed his right hand into the void, and three giant palms descended from the sky and slammed toward the battle formation that surrounded the Third Elder and the other two!
Rumble!
The First Elder's palm had activated the power of heaven and earth. The entire sky was shaking. This was the true power of a Half-Saint.
Hu Kong and the other Great Emperors' expressions changed drastically. The power of this palm was far greater than the full-strength attack of an ordinary Half-Saint. Even if they had formed the Ten Emperors God-slaying Battle Formation, they would not dare to take it head-on.
"Retreat!"
Hu Qiang roared.
The three formations and thirty Martial Monarchs backed off simultaneously. Their movements were synchronized, and their steps were unpredictable. Even if someone were to ambush them, they would react immediately.
The Great Elder glanced at the group of Martial Monarchs with admiration.
"What a marvelous battle formation! What a powerful battle formation! Such a battle formation should not belong to Ying Tian Sect! "
"Thank you for saving me, Great Elder!"
The voices of the Third Elder, Fourth Elder, and Fifth Elder sounded at the same time.
Seeing the group of Ying Tian Sect great emperors retreat, they finally let out a sigh of relief. They were finally saved.
However, right at this moment, the First Elder's gaze turned cold.
"Who said I was going to save you! You three pieces of trash, reunite with your dead brothers! Those who cower in the face of battle deserve death! "
Three gigantic palms smashed into the Third Elder and the other two under their disbelieving gazes.
Perhaps, they would never have thought that in the end, they would not die in the hands of the enemy, but in the hands of their own boss!
Boom! Boom!
Three explosions sounded, and flesh and blood splattered everywhere.
At this point, almost all of the Daoism's ten elders had fallen.
The only two left were the Great Elder, Moribund Daoist, and the Tenth Elder, Old Man Daoist.
The Moribund Daoist stared at Gu Xuan coldly.
"Gu Xuan, although your battle formation is incomparably profound and rare, your Ying Tian Sect has a fatal flaw.
That is, your Ying Tian Sect has too few half-step Martial Saints. "As for my Dao Sect, there are a total of 11 people standing here, including me!
No matter how powerful your Martial Emperors are, no matter how powerful your newly joined Martial Monarchs are, so what if they kill all of our Daoism's Martial Emperors and disciples below the Martial Emperor realm?
They are never the deciding factor of victory. The eleven of us are the deciding factor! "
The Moribund Daoist stood in the void and took a step forward. Together with the ten half-step Martial Saints beside him, they released all of their auras.
The eleven half-step Martial Saints released their auras at the same time. It was as if the gods had descended, causing the heavens and earth to pale in comparison.
Just by standing together without any movement, the eleven of them gave off an incomparably heavy pressure.
It was as if they could kill people and destroy the heavens and earth with just a thought or a glance!
All the martial artists within a radius of ten thousand feet, including the Martial Emperors, stayed away.
Just thinking about the scene of a group of half-step Martial Saints fighting was enough to make one tremble with fear. How would they dare to get close?
Moreover, half-step Martial Saints like the Moribund Daoist were the top existences even among the half-step Martial Saints.
Gu Xuan stood in the void with his hands behind his back. His clothes fluttered in the wind as he faced the whistling wind.
Just as the Moribund Daoist had said, the Ying Tian Sect was lacking in top-level combat strength compared to the Daoism.
The half-step Martial Saints from the Daoism were obviously not half-step Martial Saints, but their numbers had far surpassed the Ying Tian Sect.
"So what if the Daoism has many half-step Martial Saints? In my eyes, they are all useless! No matter who they are, not to mention half-step Martial Saints, even if they are Quasi-saints or true Martial Saints, if they dare to offend my Ying Tian Sect, they will have to pay a bloody price. No one will be spared! "
Gu Xuan took a step forward, and the aura on his body gushed out violently like a river.
Even in the face of eleven half-step Martial Saints, his face remained expressionless.
"One against eleven? Do you think you have a chance of winning? "
The Moribund Daoist sneered.
Half-step Martial Saint Withered Grass frowned and pointed at the Moribund Daoist, instantly enraged.
"Moribund Daoist, are you blind? I, Half-step Martial Saint Withered Grass, am standing here. How dare you ignore me? "
"And me!"
The Elf Monarch's voice was incomparably calm.
Green light surged out of her body and soared into the sky.
The Moribund Daoist sneered again.
"I hope you will really risk your lives for the Ying Tian Sect. However, even if you are willing, so what? You still have no chance of winning in a three against eleven! "
"I'm blind. I'm really blind."
Li Xieyun smiled evilly. His red hair fluttered in the wind, and his eyes shone with an evil red light.
A small red snake circled between his eyebrows like a mark, as if it was flicking its tongue.
"You? Seven Star Great Emperor? "
Beside the Moribund Daoist, a half-step Martial Saint laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back.
A mere Seven Star Great Emperor wanted to participate in a battle between half-step Saints of this level?
"And us!"
All of a sudden, Mo Jingyun roared.
Ten Great Emperors flew up from below.
Mo Jingyun, Elder Zi, Imparting Technique Elder, Yang Yu, Han Xinyan, Huang Mo, Gu Tianmo, Gu Sen, Gongsun Shanshan, and Black Wind Old Monster formed a battle formation and stood in the void.
The auras of the ten of them were connected, and the aura they released was no weaker than that of a half-step Martial Saint!
The Heaven-Destroying Sword was raised in Gu Xuan's hand.
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