Chapter 182: Monster Tide

"Form up!"

Ning Zhongtian gave a violent shout.

Almost in an instant.

The aura of the four hundred soldiers was linked by Ning Zhongtian and Feng Yu, forming a whole, like a drawn sharp sword, with Ning Zhongtian and Feng Yu as the tip.

This was the domineering aspect of the army.

Once a great formation was formed.

The combat power at this time, under the combined efforts of Ning Zhongtian and Feng Yu, dared to take even a strike from a Fifth-Rank Sea-Observing martial artist.

Li Rui...

He was at the hilt of the sword.

As for why they didn't run?

The place they were in had long been surrounded by monsters all over the mountains and plains; where could they run?

In army battles, the most deaths don't occur during the battle, but during the rout.

Soon, facts proved.

Ning Zhongtian and Feng Yu's decision to form the formation on the spot was incomparably correct.

At the same time the formation was formed, dense monsters rushed before everyone's eyes.

What is called a monster tide?

One monster, ten monsters, or even a hundred monsters cannot be counted as a monster tide; it must at least exceed five hundred.

Ning Zhongtian and Feng Yu were the central formation eyes.

Each Platoon Leader leading the troops was a sub-formation eye, with fifty people in a group, forming eight corners to resist the fierce offensive of the monsters.

Either holding shields, or holding sabers and spears.

Shield soldiers in front, resisting the impact of the monster tide; saber and spear soldiers behind the shield soldiers, waiting for opportunities to act.

Of course, the most critical part of the sub-formation was still the Platoon Leader.

Almost the main output point of a formation, Ge Hong and several other Platoon Leaders were covered in blood in just a few breaths, not knowing how many monsters they had killed.

Li Rui's Galloping Tiger Cavalry also formed a formation.

Tan Hu was for offense, Li Rui for defense.

This set of formations had been trained countless times, and the coordination was already incomparably proficient.

Tan Hu was a natural Jin Gang, with infinite strength, and as an offensive point, he was undoubtedly more suitable than Li Rui.

The two attacked and defended, only then barely resisting the monsters that rushed up.

Li Rui drew his long saber, split a bear-shaped monster that pounced over in two, and the Zhang-saber turned into a silver barrier, protecting his whole body without a single flaw.

Smelling the faint fishy smell in the air, his heart stirred:

"It's poison!"

A monster tide is rare in a hundred years; it is a natural disaster.

But Li Rui could feel that there was a unique fragrance in the mountain forest.

It was clearly someone deliberately inciting the monster tide.

Ghost Gui Ming Jiao, their hearts deserve to be punished!

"Senior Brother, this move is truly wonderful!"

Wu Yun stood on high, looking at the Anning Guard soldiers surrounded by monsters, his eyes lighting up.

Before, he was still thinking.

The Anning Guard had dispatched a full several hundred people this time; how could the two of them kill the target in the middle of the army?

Now it seemed that Chou Ping had long been prepared.

"Senior Brother's monster poison seems to have improved again."

He flattered him, but inwardly he was even more wary.

Inciting a monster tide.

It sounds easy, but doing it is full of difficulties; monsters all act on instinct and cannot be controlled at all.

At least he couldn't do it, and didn't even dare to think about it.

The difficulty of gathering such a huge number of monsters is extremely great.

A moment later.

The smile on Wu Yun's face gradually converged.

The Anning Guard was as solid as a rock in the monster tide, not being scattered and fleeing, but forming a great formation, moving toward the foot of the mountain in an orderly manner.

"The Yu Kingdom's army is indeed powerful."

Chou Ping's eyes flashed with surprise.

Of course, he didn't think that just a wave of monster tide could trap the four hundred plus people of the Anning Guard to death.

Monsters are fierce.

But they succeed because of instinct and fail because of instinct.

The monster tide looks fierce, and the Anning Guard did indeed lose many people, but it didn't hurt their foundation at all.

Those who died were just ordinary soldiers, not even a squad leader died.

For the Anning Guard army, the combat power almost didn't decline.

"The drug effect can only last for a quarter of an hour; after a quarter of an hour, the monster tide will dissipate. I will go kill Ning Zhongtian, and the others will be left to you to handle."

Chou Ping didn't expect that a monster tide with only Eighth or Ninth Rank monsters could kill the Sixth-Rank Ning Zhongtian.

It was just using the monster tide to create chaos.

Distracting Ning Zhongtian's attention, so it would be convenient for him to strike in the chaos.

"Good!"

Wu Yun's mouth curled into a cruel smile.

They also had the list given by the Xueying Laozu; besides Ning Zhongtian, the strongest among the others were just a man named Tan Hu and a man named Li Rui.

He still had ten percent certainty about these two.

"Natural Jin Gang..."

Wu Yun's heart stirred.

He was accustomed to understanding the target's situation before killing.

From the intelligence, Li Rui only broke through to the Seventh Rank at seventy-three, and it was by taking a shortcut that he barely broke through; his strength was almost at the bottom of the Seventh Rank.

It was this Tan Hu, natural Jin Gang, with infinite strength, who was considered extremely strong among the Seventh Rank.

But... it didn't matter.

Because of his cultivation technique, he had stayed at the Seventh Rank for more than ten years, but because of this, his foundation was terrifyingly solid.

He considered himself to be at the top of the Seventh Rank.

Others might fear Tan Hu, but he truly didn't fear him.

"Kill!"

"Roar!"

The long saber cut the throat of a white-tailed tiger monster, and the huge head fell from its neck.

Li Rui always kept himself in the center of the team, following Ning Zhongtian and Feng Yu slowly toward the foot of the mountain.

The Galloping Tiger Cavalry, as night scouts.

Because they were surrounded, their mobility couldn't be displayed.

So most of the time, they were filling the gaps; wherever there was a gap, they would fill it.

Now they were completely scattered.

Li Rui's brows furrowed slightly. The most fierce wave of the monster tide had passed, and the monsters around were gradually decreasing; logically speaking, the danger coefficient should have decreased.

But why was the color of the smoke even deeper?

"There's something fishy!"

Li Rui was immediately alert.

Almost when he retreated not far from Ning Zhongtian and Feng Yu.

A mutation occurred!

"Hehehe..."

A strange laugh sounded, and a black shadow was seen passing over the treetops, descending from the sky, landing precisely in the Anning Guard formation.

Whoosh!

The black cloak stirred up a violent wind.

White smoke was sprinkled in large swaths from the cloak.

The soldiers who touched the white smoke covered their faces and wailed, their skin falling off, revealing scarlet flesh.

"Ten Thousand Ghost Poison!"

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Ning Zhongtian looked at the thin, black-clad man who had killed his way into the military formation, his eyes spitting fire.

Today's events were all caused by this person!

Chou Ping sneered: "Just by relying on you little guys, you want to kill me?"

Ning Zhongtian and Feng Yu had crossed the Dragon Gate a full ten years later than him.

One against two.

He was not afraid.

The fierce part of poison attacks is that they can attack indiscriminately, without needing to distinguish whether the enemy is one or ten, which is most effective against the Yu Kingdom's army.

"Evil thief, die!"

Ning Zhongtian and Feng Yu cooperated extremely tacitly.

The formation operated.

Most of the strength of the four hundred people converged on the two of them.

A saber carrying ten thousand jin of giant force slashed toward the Wan Wan Du Gui.

The Wan Wan Du Gui also knew the power of the formation and couldn't be fought head-on, so he dodged, scattering large amounts of poison mist and poison liquid, making one soldier after another fall to the ground and wail.

Ning Zhongtian was furious.

The offensive rose again, but no matter how he chased, he could never keep up with the Wan Wan Du Gui Chou Ping's movement technique.

His heart grew more anxious.

Many Anning Guard soldiers were poisoned by Chou Ping's poison mist, and their combat power was greatly damaged.

Those monsters that had been stirred up to ferocity crashed around.

The formation was scattered, gradually showing signs of collapse.

Li Rui looked at the notorious Wan Wan Du Gui not far away, his heart sinking.

Just at this moment—

A scream sounded from the right hand side.

He saw a Galloping Tiger Cavalry soldier with wide eyes, limbs stiff in the air, looking down in horror.

A pair of bloody hands had already pierced his chest!

"Four-Armed Ghost!"

Li Rui had long ago read the information on the Twelve Blood Disciples; except for the six with hidden identities, the martial arts of the other six were all clear in his mind.

These bloody hands were precisely the means of the Eleventh Disciple under the Blood Shadow Xueying Laozu, the Four-Armed Ghost Wu Yun.

"Another Blood Disciple?!"

Ge Hong, who was about to rush toward the Wan Wan Du Gui, paused, his pupils shrinking sharply.

At the same time.

Figures emerged from the mountain forest.

At a rough glance, there were over a hundred of them, all Ghost Gui Ming Jiao demon disciples and the monsters they raised.

Ge Hong gasped.

Tonight, the Anning Guard would likely suffer heavy losses.

"Why chase me?"

The trees around Li Rui retreated rapidly.

The Four-Armed Ghost killed several Anning Guard soldiers and then came straight for him.

The military formation had been scattered, so he simply drilled into the mountain forest.

Soon.

He arrived in front of a small river one zhang wide.

This place was called Xiaohegou precisely because of this river; Li Rui often came here when he was grazing horses for the Zhu family.

Familiarity with the terrain is the first step to counterattack.

"Yo, why don't you run anymore?"

Wu Yun sneered, looking at Li Rui standing by the small river.

"Old man, aren't you very good at running?"

The words were cold.

He hadn't expected this little old man Li Rui to be average at fighting, but his light-body technique for running away was first-class; he simply hadn't caught up with the other party.

This led to the failure of tonight's plan by half.

Don't look at the fact that there was a monster tide and over a hundred Ghost Gui Ming Jiao experts dispatched; he knew in his heart that it was impossible to eat up an army of four hundred people.

His and Chou Ping's goal was always just to kill the people on the Blood Shadow Xueying Laozu's list and then stop.

But now, even if he cut this old man with one saber, by the time he rushed back, the battle would have long ended, and the food would have gone cold.

Thinking of this, he was furious!

"Originally I only wanted to kill you, let you die painlessly! Now, old man, you're going to suffer."

"I happen to know a hundred ways to make people wish they were dead."

Li Rui looked at the long saber in his hand and shook his head:

"Young man, you made two mistakes in total."

Hearing Li Rui's words, Wu Yun's brows furrowed slightly.

The madness of an old man before death?

Li Rui's words were calm: "One, I sprinkled poison powder on the road; do you feel a faint pain one chi seven cun below your right chest?"

Wu Yun was naturally suspicious, and his expression changed slightly upon hearing this.

Just now, in order to chase Li Rui with all his might, he hadn't paid attention to his surroundings.

At this moment, stopping, he couldn't help but suspect whether Li Rui had really poisoned him, so he focused some energy to feel it carefully.

There really was a faint numbness below his right chest.

Li Rui said again: "Two, I..."

Wu Yun didn't wait for the "two," but waited for a saber that faintly had the sound of a dragon's roar, flashing with cyan light, with a double-winged Ying Dragon coiling around it.

His pupils almost shrank to the size of needle points, looking at the cyan light in disbelief:

"Dragon-form?!"

"Damn, this old turtle is so insidious, actually hiding his strength!!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 183 =====