During the Dragon Spring Conclave, most of the confrontations between the cultivators of the three great forces were small skirmishes in the form of small teams.
In the past, they had also tried large-scale battles. That was to set up an area, and all the cultivators from each side would be thrown into that area, resulting in a fierce battle.
But after two such attempts, the parties were no longer willing to continue.
Because in such a battle, each side would suffer huge losses, and the cost would not be proportional to the benefits.
Small skirmishes in the form of small teams were different. Casualties could be effectively controlled, and if the cultivators guarding the mountain peaks sensed that something was wrong, they could withdraw and preserve their strength.
There were three types of teams. The first type was the defensive team, which sat on the mountain peaks to resist the enemy.
The second type was the assault team, which took the initiative to attack and occupy the enemy's mountain.
The third type was the hunting team, which wandered around and went wherever there was a good opportunity. If the opportunity was right, they would also cooperate with the assault team to launch an attack.
Lu Ye was in the hunting team.
There were only five people in the team, but all of them had good cultivation. Except for Xie Jin, who was in the Fifth Order, the other three were all in the Fourth Order.
Because the hunting team was the easiest to fight with the enemy, the requirements for cultivation were relatively high.
Not only that, all five of them had mounts, which made them very mobile.
Before dawn, Lu Ye met up with Xie Jin and the others and got to know each other. There were four men and one woman in the team. What made Lu Ye's head hurt was that the woman who attacked him last night was also there. After seeing Lu Ye, her eyes lit up and she threw flirtatious glances at him from time to time.
The woman was called Qiao Qiao 'er, a recruited rogue cultivator. She was bold and unrestrained and dressed very boldly.
The other two were called Song Xie and Tao Tian Gang. Tao Tian Gang was a disciple of Green Feather Mountain, and Song Xie was also a recruited rogue cultivator.
Originally, there was a Fourth Order cultivator from Green Feather Mountain in this team, but he was killed a few days ago, so Lu Ye filled the gap.
Their mounts were all different. Some were riding wolves, some were riding leopards, and there was even a huge wild boar. The most outrageous one was Song Xie's mount. It was a huge scorpion. Its body was the size of a table, and it had a metallic luster. Its tail was raised up high, and it flickered with a cold light. Just by looking at it, one could tell it was not to be trifled with. It was unknown how Song Xie had managed to tame such a monster.
Song Xie himself had a sickly appearance. His skin was green, and he looked like he would die soon. Lu Ye suspected that this guy would die at any moment.
In the wilderness, it was quiet all around. Five people and five mounts were quietly waiting for orders, each of them closing their eyes and adjusting their breathing.
In less than half an hour, Xie Jin suddenly said, "Let's go!"
The four of them opened their eyes and mounted their mounts. Under Xie Jin's lead, they galloped in a certain direction.
On a mountain top over there, a group of Green Feather Mountain cultivators were resisting the attacks of the Qin Clan cultivators. The situation was extremely tense. Originally, the Qin Clan had been watching the show, but after Han Zhe Yue lost his temper, Qin Wanli could only mobilize his own people to participate in the attack and put pressure on Green Feather Mountain.
The task of Xie Jin's five-man team was to cooperate with the cultivators guarding the mountain to launch a pincer attack on the people of the Qin Clan. The powerful mobility of the hunting team was reflected in this.
However, before they had gone far, Xie Jin shouted, "Meet the enemy!"
The other party's hunting team had also set out and was heading towards this side. It would not be long before the two teams met.
After a while, the enemy's figures could be vaguely seen in front of them. The cultivators riding Monster Beasts were nimbly moving through the mountain forest. The distance between the two sides was quickly closing.
Xie Jin took the lead, with Lu Ye and Qiao Qiao 'er on his left and right. Song Xie and Tao Tian Gang were further behind. The five people and five mounts rushed forward in an arrow formation.
When they were still three hundred feet apart, their Spirit Qi began to surge. It was unknown whether it was a tacit agreement or something else, but Xie Jin and the leading Fifth-Order cultivator each took out a Golden Wheel Talisman. When the Spirit Talisman was activated, a golden arc slashed towards the opposite side.
The sharp slashes caused the trees to fall down one by one. Slash marks were plowed on the ground as the cultivators of the two sides dodged the attacks.
When the power of the Spirit Talisman was exhausted, the cultivators of the two sides were already facing each other head-on. Two long whips swept out from their respective teams. The long whips flashed with light. They were clearly Spirit Artifacts.
The long whips twisted together. Under the strength of each side, the two were pulled off their mounts at the same time. At the end of the long whip, Qiao Qiao 'er looked at the Fourth-Order cultivator on the other side with disgust, "Why are men playing with whips? So shameless! "
That cultivator did not make a sound. He shook his long whip and released it from the restraints. He then attacked Qiao Qiao 'er from head to toe. Qiao Qiao' er was not willing to be outdone. The two of them immediately engaged in battle. Even their mounts began to bite each other.
While the two were fighting fiercely, the others were not idle either. The moment their figures crossed each other, at least six people from the two teams were knocked off their mounts.
In fact, cultivators were not used to riding their mounts to fight. The biggest use of a mount was that it was a means of transportation, followed by support in battle. It was difficult to display one's strength while riding a mount.
Lu Ye also fell to the ground, but he took the initiative to roll down. In the head-on collision just now, a Fourth-Order cultivator on the other side was cut down by his saber. Although he was not injured, he was still in a difficult position.
When he finally stood up, Lu Ye rushed forward with his saber and slashed at the man's neck.
The man's reaction was not slow. He quickly raised the Spirit Artifact in his hand to block, but the saber did not completely fall. The long saber stopped in front of the other party's Spirit Artifact.
His Spirit Qi surged. The man suddenly looked up and saw Lu Ye raising his hand towards him. There was a faint red glow in his palm.
The sound of flapping wings rang out. A fat bird suddenly appeared and slammed into the cultivator's chest.
With a bang, Spirit Qi exploded. A scorching aura spread out. The cultivator screamed and was sent flying. His chest was a bloody mess.
A bright saber light flashed across his eyes. The man was shocked and pushed his Spirit Qi to the limit. However, he only felt a slight pain in his neck before his vision began to fade.
Lu Ye had already put away his saber. He found that with the help of his Spirit Qi, killing enemies was much easier than before. In the past, even if he could kill a Fourth-Order cultivator like this, it would take him a while. Cultivators were not fish on the chopping block. They also had weapons in their hands that could block fatal attacks.
But once he used his Spirit Qi, it would be difficult for the other party to block unless they had some kind of defensive Spirit Talisman. Taking advantage of the confusion, Lu Ye could naturally cut them down however he wanted.
Almost in the blink of an eye, a Fourth-Order cultivator was killed by his Spirit Qi. The others' battle had just begun, but Lu Ye's was already over.
Pushing off with his feet, Lu Ye rushed to the nearest battlefield in a few steps. Here, Xie Jin was fighting a Fifth-Order cultivator.
Both of them were Artifact Cultivators. As soon as they met, they got off their mounts and fought in close combat. However, their strength was equal, so it was difficult to determine the winner.
Suddenly, the Fifth-Order cultivator felt a chill run down his back. When a strong wind blew, he hurriedly lowered his head and felt a chill on the top of his head. His hair was blown away, and a piece of his scalp had been cut off.
When he looked up again, he saw who had attacked him. Not far away, there was a clansman lying in a pool of blood.
His heart shook. One of them died just like that?
Suddenly remembering the news he had received before, he looked at Lu Ye in horror, "It's you?"
He finally remembered that two days ago, a guy had killed his way through Tai Luo Sect's territory on his own. That person seemed to be riding a big white tiger.
It was said that more than a dozen people from Tai Luo Sect had died, including a Fifth-Order cultivator.
He did not recognize Lu Ye before because the Qin Family had not been in contact with him before.
Xie Jin was not easy to deal with, and now that such a vicious person had appeared to help him, how could he be his opponent? He immediately thought of retreating.
However, it was not so easy to retreat at this moment. Lu Ye and Xie Jin attacked together, forcing the Fifth-Order cultivator to retreat. In just ten breaths, the Fifth-Order cultivator's back was wide open.
Lu Ye's eyes were sharp and his hands were fast. He slashed out with his saber, which flashed with light and was reinforced by Spirit Inscriptions. When the saber fell, the Fifth-Order cultivator's stomach was cut open. He screamed and fell to the ground.
The long sword in Xie Jin's hand trembled and directly pierced his opponent's wrist, severing his tendons.
With a clang, the weapon fell to the ground. Lu Ye flipped his saber and stabbed it directly into his opponent's heart.
When he pulled out his saber, blood spurted out. In the next moment, Lu Ye and Xie Jin rushed to the left and right respectively. There were still two fights going on there.
Lu Ye rushed to Qiao Qiao 'er's battlefield. She and the male cultivator danced with their long whips, which flashed with light. Half of Qiao Qiao' er's face was swollen, and the whip mark was very conspicuous. However, her opponent was not much better. She did not know what kind of injury he had suffered. At this moment, his posture was a bit strange. His legs were clamped together, and his face was as pale as paper.
Seeing that they had lost two people, and the strongest Fifth-Order cultivator was dead, the male cultivator knew that he did not have much time left. He took Qiao Qiao 'er's whip head-on, and his skin was torn open. He took out a Spirit Talisman from his Storage Bag and threw it at her.
The Spirit Talisman exploded, turning into three slashes that arrived in front of Qiao Qiao 'er in an instant.
Qiao Qiao 'er wanted to dodge, but she could not. She hurriedly retreated and wanted to take out a Golden Body Talisman from her Storage Bag. At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed in front of her. A light flashed, and a shield-like object blocked in front of her.
* Du du du … * The three slashes fell, but they did not shake the shield at all.
With the crisis resolved, Qiao Qiao 'er blinked and looked at the figure in front of her. She pursed her lips and smiled, but the injuries on her face made her smile look a little terrifying.
A rumbling sound rang out as a wild boar rushed over. The male cultivator with the whip had just been hit by Qiao Qiao 'er's whip, and his bones were broken. There was no way he could dodge.
With a bang, the wild boar knocked the male cultivator into the air. The fangs at the corner of its mouth scraped off a piece of flesh. When he landed, the Fourth-Order cultivator could only gasp for breath.
Qiao Qiao 'er lashed out with her whip, and the angry whip directly exploded the man's head. It was like cracking a watermelon.
On the other side, Song Xie coughed lightly. Beside him, there was a person stuck in the tail of the giant scorpion. The person was raised high, and that person was not dead yet. He was still struggling violently, blood and internal organs spilling out. The scene was bloody.
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