Chapter 714: Fighting in the Wilderness (Xuan Yuan Qing Huan Reward Extra 22)

Li Minggong and the others were too late to support, An Siwei only fought back three moves before being seriously injured. The next moment, Senior Situ Mo's cold voice appeared, and he shouted:

"Go and attack the mountain!"

Senior Situ Mo untied a seal from his waist and threw it into the air, turning it into a stone mountain, pressing down on the 【Chongming Dongxuan Screen】. Li Minggong only took one look, this stone mountain was very familiar, it should be a gift from Xuan Yue to Jin Yu when they were on good terms.

This magic tool was of high grade. It pressed down overnight, Li Minggong's magic power consumption doubled, Senior Situ Mo pulled his knife and stood in front of the two, five people steered the wind and went down behind him, attacking the main mountain of the floating south.

Senior Situ Mo's fighting experience was really a cut above the two. Although he couldn't help the two, the mountain under his feet couldn't run away. He only defended and didn't attack, cooperated with the magic tool to block Li Minggong and Ding Weizhen with one against two, only heard a loud noise: "Boom!"

The formation under his feet broke in two rounds, and the Li family cultivators were exposed to the Foundation Establishment cultivators like trembling sheep. Li Minggong's pupils dilated slightly, Senior Situ Mo had already captured the seriously injured An Siwei, took advantage of the victory, and shouted: "Li Minggong! The floating cloud territory can no longer be guarded! I will let this person go, you take the people and withdraw across the river! I swear not to pursue!"

Li Minggong was unmoved, the magic tool's brilliance was even brighter, and An Siwei gritted his teeth, his face flushed, which made Ding Weizhen and even Senior Situ Mo change color.

"Don't want your life!"

Senior Situ Mo came from a famous family, and saw at a glance that An Siwei was going to fight for his life, golden light appeared in his eyes like lightning, hitting his eyebrows, and hurriedly scattered his magic power.

But just this moment of delay, Senior Situ Mo felt a great force coming, the magic robe on his body lit up on its own, he felt as if he had been hit by something, the world turned upside down in front of him, his figure retreated rapidly, and a mouthful of stuffy blood almost sprayed out.

But his will was tougher than ordinary people. After receiving such a sudden attack, the spell in his hand still didn't let go, dragging An Siwei to stop, and looking closely, the original position had one more person.

This was a young man in colorful feather clothes, his face was slightly round, his eyes were clear, only the orange feathers on both temples were dense, and

"Xia-Yao?"

He paused slightly, and several figures appeared on the main peak of Funan. His own troops had been forced back and were gathered around him. Senior Situ Mo threw the person in his hand to his subordinates and suddenly leaned back. A pitch-black shadow then appeared, sliding across his chin and bringing out a trail of dark red blood.

"You fatherless and motherless bastard!"

The vertical pupils of the Hook-Snake emerged from the shadow. Li Wushao was holding two black swords, pouncing toward his ribs. Senior Situ Mo's feather robes fluttered, and he drifted out several steps, dodging the attack. His entire body's metal energy surged, flying into his body along his robes, and his long saber shone brightly.

Beneath his feet, the massive White Ape in its original form and the flickering Li Chenghuai were battling the people of the Tangjin Sect in one place. In the Funan territory, rosy light flickered, and True Fire and Geng-Metal intertwined in turns, disturbing the spiritual energy. The commoners at their feet stumbled into the forest, shrinking on the ground and shivering.

……

The Wilderness.

Compared to the extreme chaos in the Funan territory, the Wilderness was broader and appeared quieter. The man with golden pupils sat majestically in the daylight, at a stalemate with several people on the river surface in front of him.

The group of Du-Xian Dao people in front of him were shrouded in light gray mist, with a brown stone tablet suspended above their heads, engraved with dense patterns.

The leader was draped in black Daoist robes, with a silk belt tied around his waist. Between the two collars was a patch of silver-white, and black patterns were painted on both cheeks. He held a Daoist scripture in his hands. Although his attire was quite strange, it exuded a peculiar aesthetic.

He had high eyebrows and deep eyes; he was none other than Seeing Guan Gongxiao, the head disciple of Du-Xian Dao. He was at the late stage of Foundation Establishment. Although he had not been in the late stage for long, he was extremely proficient in techniques and could be called the best in the Dao.

The Wilderness was long and was the home turf of Xuan-Yue and the Li clan. Whether it was communication capability or defensive strength, they were far superior. Li Zhouwei did not appear by the river at first, and even the defensive strength at the very edge was not high, appearing somewhat empty.

But this Seeing Guan Gongxiao was no fool. He did not rush into the hinterland in one breath but first mobilized people to attack several dangerous mountain peaks to ensure he could advance or retreat as he pleased. Li Zhouwei then stepped forward to block him, reaching a stalemate by the river.

The Wilderness territory was vast, but Li Zhouwei refused to let the Xuan-Yue troops disperse everywhere. Most of the territory only had Qi Refining or even Embryonic Breath cultivators, with Foundation Establishment cultivators only guarding key points. The main force of Xuan-Yue was here, with a total of fifteen Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Kong clan, nine of whom were led by Fu Yuezi, all here.

The rest, led by Li Zhouwei, included Cui Jueyin, Li Wen, Qu Bushi, and Miao Shui, totaling five people. Adding the Kong family members and the yet-to-arrive Cheng, there were fifteen people.

Both sides had sufficient troops. On the Du-Xian Dao side, Seeing Guan Gongxiao, General Gongsun Baifan, and others were even more numerous, totaling eighteen. It could be called the greatest battle since the North-South conflict.

Li Zhouwei was waiting for Li Cheng, and Seeing Guan Gongxiao was also waiting for the Tangjin Sect. After a stalemate for a few moments, the weather in the east changed, and evil energy soared to the sky. Kong Guxi's expression changed abruptly.

Li Zhouwei did not even need to ask; the edge of Xuan-Yue must have fallen. Du-Xian Dao would not put all their troops here; there must be a considerable number of guest elders killing their way in from various places.

'The Wilderness is accessible from all directions and leaks wind everywhere. My family alone certainly cannot hold it. Retreating from the territory to block the main force is the only way.'

At this moment, the smell of gunpowder grew stronger. The jade pendant at Li Zhouwei's waist was warm; he knew Li Cheng was no more than a few breaths away. The daylight between his eyebrows flickered, and the 'Shang-Yao Fu-Guang' surged out, crossing the river. A stone tablet immediately flew up from Du-Xian Dao to block the bright light.

Both sides had no nonsense. The field turned from static to dynamic in an instant, and the brilliance of magic power rose everywhere. Li Zhouwei thrust his halberd forward. The first to come to welcome him was actually General Gongsun Baifan, draped in a coir raincoat!

His eyes were firm, and he drew his saber and rose. Instead, Guan Lingdie took a step back, not daring to engage him, turning to pinch the 'soft persimmon' Qu Bushi. Clearly, the exchanges of the past few years had left a deep impression on this woman. Now that a life-and-death crisis could occur at any time in the great battle, she immediately shrank back.

General Gongsun Baifan wanted to welcome him, but Cui Jueyin did not give him the chance. This graceful, scholar-like man smiled disdainfully, and the bright steps beneath his feet appeared one after another, wrapping General Gongsun Baifan into them.

General Gongsun Baifan in front of him was blocked. Seeing Guan Gongxiao's gaze flew over like an arrow. The Daoist scripture in his hands moved without wind. Facing the thrusting long halberd, the mighty river water gushed out from that scripture, circling and dancing beneath his feet.

Li Zhouwei's daylight shone down, piercing into his eyes. Seeing Guan Gongxiao only felt that the person in front of him, apart from his golden pupils, had nothing extraordinary, and he sneered secretly:

"Let's see what kind of prestige this White Kirin of yours has!"