Chapter 194, defeating the magic army

Lin Yi screamed and all the Huashan disciples stopped, looking at Lin Yi one by one. The elder Qin is even more stunned. I don’t know why Lin Yi is desperate to hurry and stop for a while.

"What happened to Yi'er?"I couldn't help but ask Lin Yi.

Lin Yi is silent, looks gloomy and looks around. If he remembers correctly, the place where the previous Huashan was sneaked is here. The look of the warning was swept around and a cold drink: "Draw a sword!"

For a moment, all Huashan disciples looked at Lin Yi doubtfully, but they all listened to the commanding sword. Brush a few times, a long sword forest.

See Lin Yi like this, Qin Elder looks calm, nervously asked: "Yi'er, is there an enemy?"

Lin Yi glanced at the surrounding eyes and suddenly looked at the woods on the side of the road ahead. The corner of his mouth was slightly tilted: "The enemy? There are enemies. And still a Demon Cult person! ”

"What?" Demon Cult people? ! ”The elders of Qin looked shocked and looked angry. "Is it slipping into my Central Plains Jiang Hu, the disappearing group of konjac?" Mom pulled a slap, and dared to find the suffocation of my Huashan! ”

The elder Qin was obviously furious in his heart. When he came to Mount Song, he was on the alert and did not find this group of Demon Cult. Unexpectedly, he happily returned to Huashan, and this group of magic stockades came to the door, making him angry.

"dismount! Cloth thorns! ”Lin Yi shouted and made a sound.

Huashan disciples have dismounted, holding swords one by one, arranging a hedgehog formation, and all the swords appear outside, like a fortress with a long sword.

The Demon Cult in the woods, watching the Huashan disciples actually found them, one by one. Huashan did not know what they found.

Demon Cult elder Yang Xiaofeng was embarrassed out of the woods, with a group of Demon Cult elite behind him. Walking on the avenue, looking at the Huashan disciple coldly.

"His mother, actually found by Huashan these little rabbit scorpions! But it doesn't matter, give me all the way, don't escape one person! ”Yang Xiaofeng snorted, then drank, waved his hand and ordered all Demon Cult to rush to Huashan.

"Kill!"

One hundred second-rate masters, four hundred third-rate masters. More than five hundred Demon Cult disciples, who pulled swords and pulled swords, pulled out their own weapons, and screamed and swarmed to Huashan.

In an instant, Huashan will be surrounded by a group.

Yang Xiaofeng and another elder elder Demon Cult, with their hands on their chests, quietly staying behind and watching.

......

See Demon Cult. Flocked in, and all of them are Demon Cult who practiced Internal Strength. At one glance, the third-rate masters are no less than four hundred. Second-rate masters exceed 100 people. One by one, agile, killing, obviously this is Demon Cult elite!

Can organize a lineup of more than one hundred second-rate masters, which is extremely rare in the late period of the Devil War. Unless you attack Sect, you will never be so easily.

Lin Yi's brow is slightly wrinkled, but it is not flustered. Even he Huashan this side. There are more than 20 disciples in the true biography, and more than 300 disciples in the Upper Courtyard, both in terms of number and number of masters.

But marching in the march is not as simple as the surface strength. It is the highest level of combat between the two sides, as well as the cooperation between the combatants. In terms of coordination, Huashan disciples far exceed this group of Demon Cult elite.

The noise of the noisy kills, although the number is large. Although there are many masters, what about it? The team without any organizational discipline, in the eyes of Lin Yi, is a group of people.

"Out of the sword!"

Lin Yi snorted, all Huashan disciples. Swords are coming out.

Like a sword wall made up of a long sword, the tip of the sword is facing outwards. All stabbed outward. This scene is neat and tidy, just like a huge hedgehog, suddenly opened the long thorns on his body and launched them.

Puff puff!

Many Demon Cult disciples, when they rushed up, did not respond at all. The Huashan disciples who were waiting for the sudden suddenly showed their swords, and even did not even hide. Can't go back, can only hide to the side.

But the stabbing sword is like a sword wall, where to hide?

Blocking one or two swords, but unable to block hundreds of handles, the Demon Cult, the closest to Huashan disciples, were stabbed by long swords, one by one, and fell to the ground.

The Huashan disciple recovered, and suddenly it was a sword and a sword wall.

As long as the people in front of the Huashan disciple were stabbed in the sword, they were stabbed, and they were stabbed in a few swords. If you are lucky, you only stab the arm and get a bit of a trauma. Fell back and forth, but how far can you retreat?

The disciples of Demon Cult later did not respond at all, and they kept their forward postures, and they would rush to the front of them and stand up to death.

Huashan disciple, just out of three swords, there are dozens of Demon Cult disciples in the sword, fell to the ground, either died or lost combat power.

See the Huashan disciple to re-sword, scared all Demon Cult disciples back, and the look of panic.

Lin Yi looked at the scene and sneered, and the two elders of Qin riding on the battle, standing in the middle of the sword array formed by the disciple of Huashan, condescending. The sword points to the front: "Go forward!"

Command, all the disciples began to step by step.

Every time you step, the ground vibrates once.

Step on!

Even if the Huashan disciples did not have a sword, those Demon Cult disciples couldn't help but change their colors and their faces were scared. They have stepped back and dare not go forward.

The sword wall that dared to go forward, also by the disciple of Huashan, stabbed to death.

Whether it is a third-rate master or a second-rate master, the ending is the same. Can block a sword, block a few swords, but can not stop, but also can not escape dozens of hundreds of swords.

There is no suspense. In the face of Huashan's hedgehog, Demon Cult's elite is so helpless that it is just surrounded by death. Every step of Huashan disciples takes a step back.

Looking at this scene, Lin Yi smiled a little. This group of Demon Cult disciples has no war. It is the time to fully charge and let it be frustrated and defeated.

The sword grows up and drank: "All preparations, charge!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Huashan disciples drink, step faster, and chase more urgently. The disciples of Demon Cult were frightened and fled, and they were defeated by the momentum of Huashan disciples. All Huashan disciples, formed a sword array, fully launched the charge and chased it up.

In an instant, surrounded by Demon Cult disciples, crashed.

There is no formation, everyone is mad. Lin Yi smiles and the victory is as simple as that. Before Demon Cult had not fully implemented militarization, they were also a group of people. The reason why it is so powerful is that the right people are a group of people.

There is a saying that a person is a dragon, but a group of people is a worm.

This is the true portrayal of the people of Jiang Hu who are on the top of the Great Jianghu world. These single-handed Demon Cults are naturally powerful. But once they faced Huashan's swords, they were helpless.

It’s not okay to fight, and it’s useless to rush up. It’s forced to come back by a disciple from Huashan’s disciples. Once dodge, back. Will even retreat with the people behind, all with the retreat, this retreat is the whole line of defeat.

In the final analysis, they do not have a unified command and cannot gather their strength.

Fighting, like the street mix, there is no formation.

The big army is against the base, but it is not a street fight. It is more disciplined and more powerful. Let them play where to play, when the sword is out, can be together with the sword.

......

The smile and the color of Yang Xiaofeng’s face have not yet dispersed. They are still thinking about how to kill this group of Huashan disciples, one who does not stay. Suddenly, he discovered that his Demon Cult was so brilliant that he was inexplicably defeated.

Yes, inexplicable!

He just looked at his own hands and swarmed up, and there was a tragic scream, and then listening to the thunderous pace, his Demon Cult elite, he lost!

The defeat is inexplicable, and the defeat is unreasonable.

Demon Cult disciples, no war, crazy to retreat. Finally, under the killing of the Huashan disciples across the street, one by one scared the courage, all collapsed!

Routed!

Yang Xiaofeng's nose almost smashed, and a slap in the face will escape to a Demon Cult disciple next to him, giving him a flying, and his head will be smashed into meat, roaring: "Give me a stop, stop!"

Hearing the screams of Yang Xiaofeng's anger, Demon Cult's disciples stopped their steps, but it was useless. The Huashan disciples killed the screams, all of them went out of the sword, charged and killed.

One by one can no longer bear, this kind of monstrous momentum, and ran again.

Rout, big defeat!

How can't stop these disciples, Yang Xiaofeng helpless, even more angry. Red eyes, looking to the side of the elder Wang, Daxie: "Dong Wang, let's go!"

The elder Wang nodded, and the two jumped into the air, such as the arrow of the string, and killed Lin Yi and Qin Elder. In their view, as long as Lin Yi and Qin Elder are killed, this battle can be won.

Seeing the two killing, Lin Yi squats and points to the elder Wang, and to the elder Qin: "The first-class peak master belongs to Shibo!"Then he pointed to Yang Xiaofeng: "This first-class master handed it to me!"

"Alright!"Elder Qin nodded heavily, his face murderous, pulling the sword out of the sheath, jumping out of the horse, and heading to the elder of the king.

Lin Yi is facing Wu Shouyi on the side: "Wu Shouyi, you come to command!"Then look at Linghu Feng: "Linghu Feng, look after them!"

Wu Shouyi nodded, and Linghu Feng waved his hand: "No problem!"

Lin Yi smiled slightly, his face was awe-inspiring, his feet were on the horse's back, the sword was pulled out of the sheath, and he jumped into the air and greeted Yang Xiaofeng.

"Good!"

Yang Xiaofeng yelled aloud, and took a shot of Lin Yi's blade. Inner Strength broke out, huge strength, and slammed into the sword.

The two of them played against each other and immediately shook each other and fell to the ground. (To be continued~^~)