bookbashuk Chapter 417 Defeated
Chapter 417 Defeated
The bearded man finished speaking.
No one among the more than a hundred people behind him took the initiative to stand up.
This made the man's face become even more embarrassed.
"Okay, if you don't come out, I will call your name.
Supreme baby, you were the loudest screamer just now. Why, are you pretending to be cowardly now?
And you, Megatron, you have the highest combat power among our group. How dare you say that you are a Dharma cultivator?
Batman, why are you hiding those big hammers? Can you pick up a three-hundred-pound Weng Jin hammer, but see a few Taoist priests who are so scared that they pee?
And you, holding a fan in your hand is a Dharma practice? Can you cast a spell for me to see? . . . "
As Hu Yidao called his name, many people hid behind the crowd in shame.
Those whose names were called by Hu Yidao were too embarrassed to pretend to be timid, so they had no choice but to stand out from the crowd.
Finally, a dozen physical cultivators were gathered together, and Hu Yidao turned around and said loudly:
"We will rush forward together to break the formation later. The brave one will win when we meet on a narrow road. The more afraid of death, the easier it is to be killed.
Don't hide it, use all the Law Weapons you can use. If this meeting fails, it will really be in vain. "
After hearing this, the dozen or so people took out their treasures.
Suddenly, more than a dozen kinds of rays of light flashed. Some people put talismans on themselves, some took out Law Weapons to activate them, and some even made a set of heavy armor to wear on their bodies.
Those who did not step forward were not idle either. They concentrated their spiritual power, and balls of fireballs, water bombs, and Wind Blades began to condense in their hands.
Upon seeing this, Hu Yidao nodded with satisfaction. He roared loudly, raised his sword and rushed towards the sword formation.
Someone took the lead, and others followed Hu Yidao, rushing towards the sword formation together.
The middle-aged Taoist priest listened word for word to what the other person said just now.
This made him look down upon the people in front of him even more.
He looked at the people rushing to the front of the formation and shouted coldly: "Change the formation!"
Following his order, more than twenty yellow-robed Taoist priests changed their directions, and the entire formation began to shrink at an accelerated rate.
They waved the long swords in their hands neatly, and more than twenty long swords reflected the dazzling cold light, forming a curtain of light.
At this time, Hu Yidao had already rushed to the front of the formation. The sudden change of formation caught him off guard, and the dazzling sword light made it difficult for him to open his eyes.
He knew that he could never retreat at this time, so he could only raise his sword high and leap forward, moving towards the sword formation to split Huashan with all his strength.
A golden sword light more than three meters long flashed away and struck hard on the sword formation.
The expected sound of impact did not happen, and the sword light was completely swallowed up by the sword curtain.
Hu Yidao didn't see what happened at all. He was unable to use any force in mid-air, and his body was still flying towards the sword formation.
The middle-aged Taoist priest in the sword formation showed a sneer on his lips and shouted: "Stab!"
The sword curtain suddenly opened outwards, covering Hu Yidao's body.
Hu Yidao felt a burning pain all over his body, and in an instant he was struck by dozens of sword lights.
"ah!"
With a miserable howl, Hu Yidao's body burst into bursts of blood mist.
Immediately afterwards, a dilapidated body flew out and lay motionless on the ground.
Those who rushed slowly saw the changes in front of them and were so frightened that they quickly backed away, only to be knocked over by the people rushing up from behind.
When the middle-aged Taoist priest saw this, he shouted: "Come in!"
The entire sword array rushed forward like flowing water.
Those players who fell to the ground had no time to escape.
In an instant, he was cut into pieces of flesh by the sword array.
There were bursts of screams. Even if these players had talisman defenses, they still couldn't survive more than a few breaths under the attack of the sword array.
The flying blood mist dyed the surrounding dozens of meters of soil red.
The group of players behind who were practicing spells were so frightened that they threw away their spells and ran out of the valley in panic.
"Run! These Monster Dao are killing people!"
"Oh, don't step on my shoes."
"Catching up, catching up! Oh my god, I will never take part in this bullshit trial again. It's too scary."
At this time, those who were watching in the valley looked horrified as they watched the Taoist priests display their power.
They thought they could sit on the mountain and watch the fight between tigers and tigers, watching these two groups of people fight to the death.
But he never expected that the largest group of people would be so vulnerable.
After less than one round of fighting, they were completely defeated.
Many of the sixty or seventy stragglers had already retreated and were slowly walking towards the entrance of the valley.
Xiao Jingxian was also mixed in the crowd at this time, retreating towards the entrance of the valley.
He had come to this valley a long time ago.
When Hu Yidao first recruited players, he was right next to him.
The group of people kept shouting, Demacia, Coca-Cola, etc., and when they heard it, they were players.
Xiao Jingxian felt that this group of people was unreliable from the beginning. It was such a mess that there was no decent command, and there was no way to fight back when encountering a strong enemy.
Therefore, he did not respond to Hu Yidao's call and join the player's camp.
His choice was to pretend to be a local monk, blend in with the group of casual people, and wait and see first.
He was grateful for the choice he had just made. If he really joined them, he might be the one who died just now.
Those more than one hundred players were chased by more than twenty Taoist priests. In the short distance of several kilometers from the valley to the mouth of the valley, more than thirty people died.
Looking at the mountain pass in front of them, many players showed expressions of relief.
But before they could be happy, more than thirty strong men in animal skins suddenly appeared at the entrance of the valley, surrounding the entire entrance.
The leader of this group of beast-skinned men was a giant nearly three meters tall.
His whole body shone with dark light like an iron tower, and the mace in his hand was three heads taller than him.
He looked at the fleeing players with a trace of bloodlust in his eyes.
"Kill them all! Leave no one behind."
As the strong man finished speaking.
This group of beast-skin warriors started killing players.
Each of them holds a long-handled mace, which makes a buzzing noise when swung, and water cannot be splashed into it.
A blow from a stick can break a person in one fell swoop. No one in this group of players can hold up a stick.
The body was beaten into pieces like tatters.
Seeing this group of tough men suddenly appearing, the fleeing players quickly stopped.
Unexpectedly, the group of Taoist priests from behind also caught up, surrounding the group of players like sandwich biscuits.
The middle-aged Taoist priest glanced at the strong man at the entrance of the valley, smiled and greeted:
"Kui San, you came a little late this year."
The strong man thrust the mace in his hand hard into the ground, and a deep hole was made by the mace in the stone slab under his feet.
I saw the strong man shouting angrily at the middle-aged Taoist priest:
"Qing Wen Fellow Daoist, I haven't seen you for a year, but your aura has become thicker. I think you may be able to Foundation Building at any time, right?"