The trumpets whistled, the golden blades struck each other, and the monks and soldiers gathered in an arc advanced together. If their horses were riding the wind, they would be in front of them in an instant.
The Ling tribe members were in groups of three, fighting in groups of nine, and groups of hundreds, standing back to back, shoulder to shoulder, waving their halberds, and fighting hard.
The monk soldiers are good at using their hand seals, and a wave of empty palm wind blows towards their faces. If they are swept away, they will fall over.
The people of the Spirit Tribe are good at using water and fire. Seeing that their halberds could no longer exert their strength, they released their inner strength one after another. Countless spiritual fires instantly connected into an endless wave of fire, like lava burning a mountain. Fireworks rise, and the sky illuminated becomes darker and darker. Wherever the flames roll, the mountains and rivers tremble, and dust flies. The first group of monk soldiers fell to the ground amidst the earth-shattering shouts of killing, their whole bodies bathed in fire, and they screamed in agony, which was horrifying.
But the revenge of the monk soldiers was coming soon.
With the sound of the mantra, countless vajra pestles flew from the sky, crossed the line of fire, and fell from the sky.
These Vajra pestles are all objects of blessing. The head of the pestle releases silver lightning, which sweeps across the room. He holds a knife to meet the spiritual people. His scimitar was cut off in his life. The halberd was struck by lightning. The tiger's mouth cracked and the whole body burst. It is relatively fragile. The spiritual bodies were all knocked back to their original shape, and after being knocked away, they fell into the weak water river.
After this first confrontation, there were already corpses lying everywhere, and the blood was everywhere. The moonlight left only a trace of blood on the northwest horizon, making the even darker Xiangyao Bridge indescribably desolate.
????????????? After just this confrontation, half of the Spirit Tribe people had died under the spells of the monk soldiers.
Although there were hundreds of corpses of monk soldiers lying on the ground, in terms of morale, the monk soldiers had already taken control of the situation. For them, after all, this is a crushing win-win battle, so they are full of confidence.
"Little girl, will you surrender?" Shanyou Bufo asked with a sneer.
"No surrender!" Baguio exhaled a breath of turbid air and said coldly: "Come again."
Shanyoubu Buddha seemed to have been humiliated and said sternly: "Buddha said, it is unforgivable. Go and kill them all."
The front monk soldiers switched to two wings to outflank them, leaving the middle, and another three thousand middle troops came roaring and killed them.
The shouts of killing are like thunder shaking the valley, and the fine cavalry is like arrows breaking through the water. Enemies dozens of times their size swarmed forward and immediately tore a hole in the front line of only a few hundred people.
It turned into a bloody battle.
Almost four or five monk soldiers on average were used to deal with one Spirit Tribe person. The thick smell of blood and sweat mixed with each other filled the air, making it pungent and unpleasant.
Baguio personally saw the clan members around him fall down, and his green shirt had been dyed blood red.
The leader of the opponent's army was a three-meter-tall skyscraper Arhat. With one heavy blow, he smashed an Ling clan member into mud and created large craters on the ground. This man didn't look like a monk at all, but rather a devil who was born specifically for killing.
"You must have been practicing Buddhism for so many years. Those who created golden bodies are those who 'put down the butcher's knife and became a Buddha on the spot.' How many people like Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva have a background of ascetic cultivation?" Baguio chopped him down with a knife. He killed the two monks in front of him, shook the blood on the blade and went straight towards this person.
The Ferris Arhat tilted his head and saw Baguio coming to kill him, and immediately another fist hit him.
Baguio subconsciously raised his knife to block. Unexpectedly, the wind of this guy's fist was as heavy as a mountain, and a flame suddenly appeared on the back of the knife. Baguio was hit and sank into the soil.
But when the Ferris Arhat punched him for the second time, Baguio's eyes flashed with cold light, and he suddenly roared. A piece of light armor was draped around his body. This armor seemed to be born with wings, and it led Baguio out of the mud. He circled behind the Ferris Arhat like he was flying.
"Go and see Tathagata!"
For the first time, Baguio felt that she who was supposed to be gentle must be ferocious and terrifying at this moment. She completed the killing action at this moment, inserting her bent knife that had been beaten into the Ferris Arhat's chest along the neck.
"What a fierce Rakshasa girl!"
Shanyou Bufo, who witnessed this scene from a distance, flicked his fingers in the air, and snatched out a flying bead, which hit the breastplate of Baguio's armor with a snap. Baguio only felt his body light and fell from the mid-air.
The second wave of attacks ended with the tragic death of Ferris Arhat and the serious injury of Baguio.
By the time Baguio gritted his teeth and slowly stood up, there were already two layers of corpses piled up at his feet. There were only seventeen or eight people left behind him.
Under the moonlight, Baguio, wearing the Flashing Wind Armor, seemed like a flower blooming in the blood. Her petite and thin figure seemed to merge with the desolate mountains and rivers of the northwest of the underworld behind her.
"Are you going to surrender now?" Shanyou Bufo raised his head and was pinching his hands.Holding the Buddha bead in his hand, he smiled and said: "As long as you are willing, you can become a Buddha immediately."
Baguio licked the blood from the corner of his mouth and shouted: "It is better to become a devil than to become a Buddha like this."
Qingjin, who was standing at the back, tried his best to control his shaking legs and walked to Baguio, whispering: "Lingzi, there are only a dozen of us, we can't fight, we can't fight Surrender Come down."
Baguio smiled sweetly and turned to look at Qingjin. Suddenly the blade of the blade was raised horizontally, and Qingjin fell to the ground in shock.
"Beside the river, the rough stone has no luster, it has been honed for thousands of years, and it is gentle and smooth. No piece of spiritual jade should be so soft." Baguio looked at the remaining ten people and whispered: "What should be done, You've all done it, cross the bridge and escape wherever you can."
But several people didn't move at all, still holding the knives in their hands and asking: "Where is the spirit child?"
Baguio said: "Don't worry about me. I told him that if I can't wait to get back to him, then I will rush into the enemy's formation and be hacked to death with random knives."
"If the spirit son doesn't leave, we won't leave." Several people said angrily: "The whole clan will be destroyed, what's the point of surviving alone?"
Shanyou Bufo sneered: "Easterners are a bit interesting. What is the name of this spirit child?"
"Go back to Buddha, the spirit son is the master of all spirits in Taodu Mountain."
"Oh? I heard that Luo Bu has a confidante, isn't he some island owner in Taodu Mountain"
"Lord Buddha, it is very possible that this is the person. It seems that she is preparing for a mysterious difficulty."
Shanyou Bufo narrowed his eyes and said, "Does she want to die? Then I won't let her die. It would be more meaningful if there is such a person in hand. Come on, pass on the order, aren't there just a dozen people?" The army abandons its sword and captures them alive.¡±
Baguio was about to raise his sword for the last charge, but saw thousands of monk soldiers from the front army put down their swords and press forward step by step.
At this moment, it suddenly became clear that these bastards were going to be captured alive.
At this moment, dying on the battlefield has become a luxury.
Baguio looked at the Ruoshui River under the bridge and couldn't help but smile. She straightened her jade helmet, wiped the blood from her face, stepped over the bridge railing, and prepared to jump off.
A woman from Luo Bu cannot be a prisoner.
"Old bald donkey, take care of it."
Baguio was about to dive into the water, but a roar came from the distance: "Qingmian, you go and take down the Xiangyao Bridge, and I'll tear apart the defense line of these bald beasts
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