C920 Is That Enough?
C920 Is That Enough?
Li Xieyun stood beside Gu Xuan and laughed sinisterly.
The expression of the Dao Sect Great Elder suddenly turned ashen.
What kind of insult did Gu Xuan's words give to his Dao Sect?
However, he was unable to refute it now, because the truth before his eyes was indeed like this.
Whether it was the battles between the Martial Cultivator s below the Great Monarch Stage or the Great Monarch Stage Martial Cultivator s, the number of the Dao Sect army had far surpassed the Ying Tian Sect.
However, the result was completely the opposite of what he had expected.
From the start of the Ying Tian Sect till now, their losses were almost negligible.
But his Dao Sect, had already lost who knows how many tens of thousands of people.
The battle situation was basically one-sided.
If this carried on, it would take at most four hours before all the Martial Cultivator below the Taoist Semi-Sage are completely slaughtered.
"Great Clan Elder, quickly save me! Hurry and save me! "
It was at this time that the Dao Sect Third Elder's voice suddenly sounded.
The Third Elder, who only had one arm left, was on the brink of destruction under the attack of the Monkey King. He would only be able to hold on for a moment before being pierced through the head by a spear!
"Great Clan Elder, save me first! I can't hold on any longer! "
"No, no, Great Elder, save me!"
The cries of the fourth and fifth elders of the Dao Sect sounded at the same time.
Facing the Battle Formation formed by ten great emperors, they felt as if they were facing a Semi-Saint, under heavy pressure. Not to mention obtaining victory, it was extremely difficult for them to even preserve their lives.
The Great Elder's face revealed a trace of disappointment and helplessness.
"The might of the Tenth Elder of the Dao Sect has been completely destroyed by the three of you. Even you all are in such a state, how can the remaining disciples still have the will to fight? "
The Great Clan Elder shook his head and sighed, his right hand lightly pressed in the air. Three Sky-Reaching Giant Palm s descended from the sky, and smashed towards the three Battle Formation s that surrounded them!
Rumble rumble rumble!
The Great Elder's palm strike had drawn upon the might of heaven and earth, and the entire sky was trembling. This was the might of a true Semi-Saint.
The expressions of Nanny Hu and the other emperors changed drastically. The power of this palm strike far surpassed the power of an ordinary Semi-Saint's full powered strike. Even if they formed the "Ten Emperor Soul Extinguishing Battle Formation", they would still not dare to meet it head on.
"Retreat!"
The monkey roared.
Three Battle Formation s and thirty Great Emperors retreated at the same time. Their movements were uniform and their steps were profound, even if there was a sneak attack, they would still be able to react in time.
The head elder's gaze swept past the group of emperors and revealed a look of admiration.
"What a mysterious Battle Formation! What a strong Battle Formation! This kind of Battle Formation, should not belong to the Ying Tian Sect! "
"Thank you, Great Elder, for saving us!"
The voices of the Dao Sect's Third, Fourth, and Fifth Elders echoed at the same time.
Seeing that the group of Ying Tian Sect emperors had retreated, they finally heaved sighs of relief. They had finally been saved.
However, at this moment, the Great Elder's eyes turned cold.
"Who said I would save you?! You three pieces of trash, reunite with your dead brothers! Those who retreat before the battle shall be punished with death! "
The three Sky-Reaching Giant Palm ruthlessly smashed into them in front of the three elders' faces full of disbelief.
They would never have thought that they would die in the end, not at the hands of their enemies, but at the hands of their boss!
Boom boom boom!
Three explosions sounded as flesh and blood splattered everywhere.
So far, the ten Dao Sect Elders had almost all perished.
Only the Great Clan Elder, the Tenth Clan Elder and the Old Man Dao-Chen remained.
Taoist Chuimu stared at Gu Xuan coldly.
"Gu Xuan, although your Battle Formation is incomparably mysterious and rarely seen in this world, your Ying Tian Sect has a fatal flaw.
That is, the number of experts in your Ying Tian Sect are too few. And my Dao Sect, just by standing here, including me, there are a total of eleven people!
No matter how strong your Master Level disciples are, no matter how mighty your newly joined Great Emperor Martial Cultivator s are, even if you kill all my disciples that are below Great Monarch of Dao Sect and below, so what?
They were never a factor in determining the course of victory. The eleven of us are the only ones! "
Taoist Chuimu stood in the air and took a light step forward. Together with the ten Semi-Saint s on both sides of him, he released his entire aura.
The eleven Semi-Saint s released their might at the same time, as if a god had descended, causing the sky and earth to lose their luster.
Just the fact that these eleven people stood together without making any movement already gave people an incomparably heavy pressure.
It was as if with just a thought or a look, they could kill without a trace and destroy the heavens and the earth!
Even the great emperors of Martial Cultivator, who had a circumference of thirty thousand miles, left with tacit understanding.
A group battle at Semi-Saint was such a scene. Just thinking about it made everyone tremble in fear, how could they dare to approach?
Furthermore, Semi-Saint were at the same level as the Taoist Chuimu. They were considered the most top-notch existences even in the Semi-Saint s.
Gu Xuan stood in the air, his hands behind his back, facing the incoming wind, his clothes fluttering in the wind.
It was indeed as Taoist Chuimu had said, the Ying Tian Sect compared to the peak level Military Strength, was simply too lacking.
The Semi-Saint s that came with Dao Sect were obviously not Semi-Saint s, but their numbers had already far surpassed the Ying Tian Sect s.
"So what if you have a lot of Taoist Semi-Sage? In my eyes, they are nothing more than trash! No matter who it is, let alone the Semi-Saint s, even if it's Subsage s, they are real Saint Stage Expert s. Anyone who dares to offend my Ying Tian Sect s will have to pay a bloody price, and I will not escape death! "
Gu Xuan took a step forward, and the aura on his body surged like a raging river.
Even when facing the eleven Semi-Saint s, his face still did not have the slightest of emotion.
"A pair of eleven? Do you think you have a chance at victory? "
Taoist Chuimu sneered.
The Semi-Saint Withered Grass frowned, pointed at Taoist Chuimu, and was immediately angered.
"Old Daoist Sunset, are you blind? My Semi-Saint Withered Grass is a great being, yet you dare to ignore me? "
"Me too!"
Elf Imperial Monarch's voice was incomparably calm.
Green rays of light shot into the sky from her body.
Taoist Chuimu sneered again.
"I hope that you all will really put your lives on the line for Ying Tian Sect. However, even if you are willing, so what? With three against eleven, you still have no chance of winning! "
"I'm blind, I'm really blind."
Li Xieyun laughed sinisterly, his red hair flying around, and his eyes releasing an evil red light.
In the center of his brows, a red Little Snake swirled around like a brand, as if it was flicking its tongue.
"You? Seven Stars Great Monarch? "
Beside the Taoist Chuimu, a Semi-Saint laughed until he couldn't stand up straight.
Merely a Seven Stars Great Monarch, and he wants to join this level of Semi-Saint's team?
"And us!"
Suddenly, Mo Jingyun bellowed.
Ten great emperors flew up from below.
Mo Jingyun, Elder Zi, Promised Elder, Yang Yu, Han Xinyan, Han Xinyan, Huang Mo, Gu Tianmo, Gu Sen, Gongsun Shanyang, Old Demon Black Wind.
The auras of the ten people combined, ten of them in one body, the aura they released, was actually not any weaker than that of a Semi-Saint!
The Heaven Slaughter Sword was raised up by Gu Xuan.
"Now, is that enough!?"
Gu Xuan's voice was like thunder, striking fear into one's soul!