“First team, follow Xian Ge and charge in!”
“Second team, you lead the Hehuan Sect to clear out the enemies on the periphery!”
“Third team, Fourth team, you lead the Star Sect to push through to the right!”
“Fifth team and all disciples of the Ziwei Sect, block the left side, don't let them escape!”
The four-thousand-strong army quickly dispersed, charging with the momentum of a mighty force, colliding head-on with the dense crowds.
Chu Huaian swiftly drew his longbow, using a spear as an arrow, and blasted through the enemy's front line, leading Li Taibai and others directly into the throng.
Zhao Shijie bent his knees, gripped the gun handle tightly with both hands, and launched himself forward.
The long spear, like a silver dragon, broke through the obstacles ahead, leading a group of players and Star Sect disciples into the surging crowd.
Fang Yuan, holding a saber in both hands, along with Qin Hao and a few others, descended from the sky, crashing into the masses, then began a massacre.
On the left flank, the teams led by Chu Heshan and Jing Yuan steadily forced back the charging enemies.
The entire battlefield was splattered with blood, blood mist permeated the air, a Fishy Wind roared, and dismembered limbs floated up and down in the human tide.
Bodies lay on the ground, some belonging to enemies, others to the four major sects.
In such a large-scale battle, and with the enemies being top sects from two major states, death was unavoidable.
Some miscellaneous disciples and new players had already fallen in pools of blood.
Within the crowd, Fan Xiaomei was bathed in blood, a deeply bone-visible saber wound across her chest, and beside her was Lu Xiaohei, who had lost an arm.
Dozens of enemies simultaneously charged towards the two, dozens of blades and swords descending at once.
Bang—
The two rolled to the side, and where they had stood, several deep craters were formed, with sand and stones flying.
Sticky sand splattered onto Fan Xiaomei's face, creating tiny cracks from which threads of blood seeped out.
Behind them, seven children huddled together, fiercely battling the charging enemies.
Their tiny figures, like a lone boat in the surging crowd, were instantly swallowed.
Pfft, pfft—
Blood splattered as the seven children, moving in unison, plunged their blades and swords into the enemies' bodies simultaneously, then quickly withdrew them.
This action repeated until an enemy unleashed a powerful, heavy swing, breaking their formation.
The seven fell into the bloody earth, followed closely by dozens of blades and swords.
At this critical moment, two figures tore through the crowd, blocking the fatal blow.
However, one child was still hacked to death by the chaotic blades, flesh and blood flying.
“Er Gouzi!”
Lu Xiaohei let out a mournful cry, rolled on the ground, and dodged the attacks of dozens more people.
With bloodshot eyes, he swung his saber with one hand at the nearest enemy.
Rip—
The terrifying blow actually cut that enemy in half.
“Kill!”
Lu Xiaohei's killing intent grew stronger, his small figure radiating a rainbow-like aura, blood gushing from his severed arm.
Killing intent had taken hold, instantly devouring his consciousness.
Gusts of wind howled, and his great saber moved forward relentlessly, instantly cleaving the surrounding enemies.
Several longswords pierced Lu Xiaohei's body from all directions.
Thud, Lu Xiaohei fell into a pool of blood, his eyes fixed on the front.
Fan Xiaomei, gripping two cleavers, burst out of the crowd, glanced at Lu Xiaohei on the ground, and her eyes gradually turned cold.
She gripped the hilts in a reverse grip, her body slightly bent, and charged fiercely at the enemies in front.
“Twin Saber Style Second Form: Reversing Heaven and Embracing the Moon!”
Two cold lights shot into the sky, accompanied by large splashes of blood falling from mid-air.
Her small figure briefly hovered in the air, then slammed down violently.
Bang—
Dust flew, and several more enemies died beneath her twin sabers.
“Wah…”
Suddenly, Fan Xiaomei vomited a large mouthful of blood, kneeling on one knee, the wound on her chest torn open, extending to her abdomen.
At the same time, the enemies charged forward again.
Behind her, Peng Yiyan and Liu Yifei protected the seven children as they rushed out, shielding Fan Xiaomei from a fatal blow.
“Feifei, take them to rendezvous with the main force, I will cover your retreat!”
Peng Yiyan yanked Fan Xiaomei up, placing her on Liu Yifei's back, while he himself remained to hold back the enemies.
Cold light flashed again, dozens of blades and swords simultaneously descending upon Peng Yiyan's head.
Clang—
Peng Yiyan swung his saber to block, veins bulging, unleashing all his strength to break free from the restraint above his head.
“Die, die!”
His long saber carried a fierce gust of wind, each strike cleaving at the surrounding enemies.
With every swing, an enemy fell.
In the blink of an eye, over a dozen surrounding enemies all lay in pools of blood.
Pfft, pfft—
Two long sabers simultaneously pierced Peng Yiyan's body, followed by three more longswords penetrating him from different angles.
The intense pain made Peng Yiyan's body tremble, and blood gushed uncontrollably from his mouth.
“Ah!!”
He swung his saber, smashing the heads of several enemies, and staggered backward.
At this moment, another dozen blades and swords struck his back, flesh and blood flying, and he was sent flying by the powerful force, crashing into the ground.
Just when everyone thought he was certainly dead, Peng Yiyan quickly climbed up from the ground, his eyes bloodthirsty, looking like a madman.
“Such strong vitality!” someone murmured.
“Cut off his head!”
The nearby enemies surged again.
This time, Peng Yiyan did not choose to confront them head-on, but instead dodged the fatal blow, then embraced a nearby enemy, roaring and stabbing him over a dozen times.
The enemies in front of him were pushed off balance.
The next moment, dozens of cold lights descended simultaneously.
Peng Yiyan rolled on the ground, dodging the enemy's attack, but the enemy beneath him was not so lucky, instantly being chopped into a pile of minced meat.
It was also at this moment that Lin Ye led a group of people to attack from another side.
The scene plunged back into chaos, screams were incessant, and enemies fell one after another, not a single corpse intact.
The brutality of it made people tremble with fear.
The entire battlefield was enveloped in slaughter, the blood mist solidified at a visible rate, and killing intent shrouded the entire battlefield.
The more than thirty thousand enemies on the periphery were rapidly dwindling, blood congealing into streams that flowed in all directions.
When only a few thousand enemies remained, the Yu Xiao Sect and Yu Wei Sect on the two altars simultaneously moved, leading over twenty thousand people into the battlefield, their target precisely the Hua Xia Sect A group of people .
They felt a strong threat from this group of people.
At the same time, the blood mist floating in the air suddenly became unusually agitated, and hundreds of air currents converged from all directions above everyone's heads.
Everyone involuntarily stopped their actions, staring blankly at the center of the vortex.
The blood mist grew denser and denser, finally emitting a dazzling red light.
Everyone felt an inexplicable tremor, their hearts pounding violently like bronze drums.
Before long, a red crystal materialized in everyone's sight, emitting a faint red glow.
Upon closer inspection, stars revolved within the crystal, and the mountains and rivers sparkled with Dao patterns.
Silence. The previously noisy battlefield became terrifyingly quiet at this moment.
Breathing grew more and more rapid, and everyone's eyes slowly turned red.
“blood crystal!!!”
Suddenly, a roar broke the silence.
“A blood crystal that hasn't appeared for hundreds of years, actually appearing in the Third Area!!”
“This is a blood crystal with a Great Dao imprint! Possessing it is equivalent to having one foot in the Grand Ascension Realm!”
“Grab it!!”
“All Yu Xiao Sect disciples, listen! Quickly gather! Cover this Seat in contending for the blood crystal!”
“Yu Wei Sect disciples, listen! Break through all obstacles and help this Sect Master seize the blood crystal!”
“Abandon the altars! Everyone follow this Seat and charge!”
“All Zixiao Palace disciples, listen! Abandon the altars, and charge with this Palace!”
“Tian Yin Sect disciples, listen! Contend for the blood crystal to the death!”
“Kill!!!”
...
The appearance of the blood crystal completely plunged the Third Area into a frenzy.
Dense crowds vied with each other to charge towards the Hua Xia Sect.
At a glance, all were Ferocious face .
Killing intent surged, figures were everywhere, a vast, dark mass.
