At the same time, Fang Yuan clutched his wound, tearing open a path through the crowd, stopping fifty meters away from Meng Ke'er.
"You beasts, I, Fang Yuan, will fight you to the death!"
His face filled with rage, he brandished his blade wildly.
At this moment, Meng Ke'er was blocking the enemy's breakthrough with a group of Hehuan Sect disciples. Upon hearing Fang Yuan's voice, she suddenly turned around.
She saw Fang Yuan surrounded by countless enemies, covered in blood, looking as if he could collapse at any moment.
"Fang Yuan!"
Meng Ke'er's face showed anxiety. Gripping her longsword, she rushed towards Fang Yuan without hesitation.
In an instant, more than a dozen blades and swords fell towards her, the strong wind making her robes flap loudly.
Clang—
Meng Ke'er did not dodge but raised her longsword to block.
Thud—
Her knees hit the ground heavily, the immense pressure almost making her unable to support herself.
"Fang Yuan, hold on, you must wait for me!"
Meng Ke'er gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with determination, and struggled to break free from the restraints on her body.
Thousands of people had gathered here, with enemies all around.
The moment Meng Ke'er stood up, dozens of enemies sealed off the surrounding space and simultaneously launched an attack on her.
Meng Ke'er swiftly swung her longsword, slaying several nearby enemies with one strike, while her back was split by a blade, causing her to stumble and almost fall to the ground.
Just in that instant, more than a dozen blades and swords fell again, this time aimed at her head.
At the critical moment, a long blade pierced through several enemies, deflecting the weapons above Meng Ke'er's head.
Fang Yuan had originally intended to just feign injury to attract Meng Ke'er's attention.
But what he never expected was Meng Ke'er's extremely fierce reaction; she plunged into the crowd without hesitation.
Fang Yuan's heart was somewhat conflicted at this moment, and he dared not look at Meng Ke'er again, only able to vent his emotions on the enemies.
Rip—
An enemy was cut in half by the blade light.
Fang Yuan went mad, protecting Meng Ke'er's side, his blades surging powerfully, forcing the enemies to retreat repeatedly.
"Fang Yuan, hurry and go!"
Meng Ke'er grabbed Fang Yuan's arm, wanting to escape the encirclement.
"You stand aside for now, these minor injuries are nothing." Fang Yuan's voice was gentle, but he dared not turn his body.
He was afraid Meng Ke'er would see his reddened eyes.
At the same time, Qin Hao and his group charged over with their team.
In an instant, a vacuum zone was created among the nearby enemies, with no one daring to approach within five zhang.
Above the sky, Hua Xia Sect's name once again appeared on the ranking list, and its rank was rapidly soaring.
In just the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, over 30,000 people were jointly slain by several sects from Jizhou, with severed limbs and broken bodies everywhere, blood flowing like rivers.
A flash of white light, and one corpse after another disappeared, leaving only dozens of mo crystals quietly suspended in mid-air.
A player wanted to pick up this pile of mo crystals, but Chu Huaian stopped him, then led everyone out of this battlefield.
The Bi You Sect Master and the Wanhua Valley Master looked at each other, both having prepared for negotiations, but they never expected Chu Huaian to be so decisive, leading everyone to withdraw from the battlefield.
After a while, the Bi You Sect Master exhaled a turbid breath and softly said, "Chu Huaian doing this is to make us owe him a favor."
The Wanhua Valley Master beside him nodded slightly, a complex expression in his eyes.
...
After withdrawing from the battlefield, everyone immediately rushed towards the nearest altar without stopping.
More than 10,000 people were currently fighting fiercely there, but everyone didn't spend too much time, directly engulfing this group of people.
On the individual ranking list, Chu Huaian once again broke into the top 300, ranking 289th, with 11,226 kills.
Li Taibai ranked 356th, with 8,151 kills. After him were Chu Heshan and Zhao Shijie.
Fang Yuan and Qin Hao ranked 472nd and 473rd, with approximately 6,000 kills.
On the sect ranking list, Hua Xia Sect ranked 195th, with a total of 65,238 kills.
Those on the ranking list were all the top fighting sects from various states.
Everyone rested briefly before plunging back into the slaughter.
After killing several small forces, the various sects from the three nearby states, upon seeing the Hua Xia Sect members, decisively abandoned the altars, either going deeper or retreating to the outer regions.
This led to this place becoming a no-man's-land, with only the Bi You Sect and Wanhua Valley solitarily guarding the edge of the altar.
Unbeknownst to them, Hua Xia Sect had helped them again. For this, the Bi You Sect Master sighed with emotion, feeling that this Mo Yun Battlefield was the most comfortable one in history.
If nothing unexpected happened, they should be able to last until the end.
On the other side, Chu Huaian circled the Fourth Area and finally found the Limitless Sect and the Lian Shi Sect near a pile of rocks.
At this time, the two sects had allied and occupied two altars, and around them, several other sects were still contending with them.
"Limitless Sect!" Jing Yuan's eyes narrowed, and a surge of killing intent erupted from his body.
Chu Huaian gripped the longsword in his hand and exhaled a long, turbid breath. He hadn't rushed into the Third Area precisely to find these two sects.
Upon seeing their enemies, many disciples' eyes instantly turned red, and their hands gripping their weapons trembled violently.
"Kill! Don't let a single one escape!" Chu Huaian's voice was low, his killing intent soaring to the sky.
Beep, beep beep—
The attack horn sounded, signaling a fight to the death.
Hearing this impassioned sound, the Limitless Sect and the Lian Shi Sect suddenly raised their eyes, their gazes instantly focusing on the Hua Xia Sect members.
"It's Hua Xia Sect! They've come to kill us!" A disciple shrieked with a trembling voice.
The various sects who didn't understand what was happening stopped their actions and turned to look behind them.
Whoosh—
An arrow pierced the air, exploding the head of an enemy in front.
Immediately after, three hundred handyman disciples, holding submachine guns, took a uniform step forward.
Da da da—
The muzzles roared, and dense bullets suddenly appeared.
Puff, puff—
Flesh and blood flew everywhere.
Hundreds of enemies were instantly riddled with holes, falling into pools of blood.
Thump, thump thump—
Some withstood the bullet attacks with their physical bodies, while others were agile and dodged wave after wave of bullets.
"Put away your guns, charge!"
Chu Huaian drew his longsword, his gaze firmly fixed on Mo Li on the altar.
"Damn you! Charge and smash these idiots for me!" Fang Yuan held a red sect banner, standing on a high place and continuously waving it.
"Charge! Kill these turtle sons!"
"Clear the way for Xian Ge!"
"Cut through them, don't let a single one escape!"
The old players went mad, leading the people from the three sects of Ziwei Sect, tearing open the outer defense line.
Chu Huaian, with Li Taibai and a few others, passed through the bloody path torn open by the players, heading directly towards the innermost Limitless Sect.
"Surround and kill them!"
The Limitless Sect's Grand Elder's eyes showed intense killing intent as he led several elders to meet Chu Huaian and his group.
"Xian Ge, leave this place to us. You can focus on dealing with Mo Li."
Zhao Shijie twirled his silver spear, its tip pointing at the Limitless Sect's Grand Elder.
Chu Heshan and Li Taibai instantly separated, each confronting a Grand Elder.
In this Mo Yun Battlefield, the Limitless Sect dispatched three Transformation God Realm experts at once. From this, it could be seen how much importance they placed on this Mo Yun Battlefield.
"Mo Li!"
"Come and fight!"
Chu Huaian was surrounded by blood-red killing intent, transforming into an afterimage as he charged towards the center of the altar.
"Chu Huaian, do you really think this venerable one cannot kill you?!"
Mo Li roared, his bones making crisp sounds, and his legs bent slightly.
The next moment.
Thud—
He shot out like a cannonball, blasting towards Chu Huaian.
