During the Longquan Meeting, the clashes between the three major power monks were mostly small-scale clashes in the form of small teams.

I have tried large-scale fights before, that is, to delineate a range, and all parties will put all the monks into this area for a vigorous fight.

But after trying this twice, all parties were reluctant to continue.

Because of this fight, each party suffers a huge loss, and the pay is not proportional to the gain.

The small-scale confrontation of the team situation is different, the casualties can be effectively controlled, and if the monks guarding the mountain detect that the situation is not right, they can also withdraw to preserve their strength.

There are three types of teams, one is the defensive team, sitting on top of each other to resist the invading enemy.

One is the fortified team, taking the initiative to attack the enemy's hills.

There is also a safari team, where you can go all the way, wherever it is cheaper, and if the opportunity is right, it will also cooperate with the fortified team to launch an offense.

Lu Ye was in the safari team.

There are only five people in the team, but all of them have good cultivation levels. Except for Xie Jin, the five-level realm, the other three are all four-level realms.

Because the safari team is the easiest team to fight with the enemy, the requirements for cultivation are relatively high.

Not only that, but all five of them have mounts, which is very mobile.

Before dawn, Lu Ye joined Xie Jin and the others and met each other. There were four men and one woman in the team. What made Lu Ye feel that the woman who attacked him at night was also there. After seeing Lu Ye, his eyes were shining, winking at him from time to time.

The woman was Qiao Qiao'er, a recruited casual cultivator with a bold personality and extremely bold dress.

The other two are called Song Xie and the other is Tao Tiangang. Among them, Tao Tiangang is a disciple of the Qingyu Mountain Benzong, and Song Xie is also a recruited casual cultivator.

There was originally a fourth-level cultivator from Qingyu Mountain in this team, but he had been killed a few days ago, and Lu Ye would replace this gap.

The mounts of several people are different. Some ride a wolf, some ride a leopard, and there is a huge wild boar. The most extreme is Song Xie's mount, which is a big scorpion, the table-sized body is covered with metal. The shiny, high-turned tail end flickered cold, it was not easy to look at, and I didn't know how Song Xie surrendered this monster.

Song Xie himself was even more sickly, his skin glowing green, and an expression of his life soon, Lu Ye wondered if this guy would die suddenly at any time.

In the mountains, the surrounding area was quiet, five people and five riders stood by silently, each closed their eyes and adjusted their breath.

In less than a stick of incense, Xie Jin suddenly said: "Go!"

The four of them opened their eyes together, rolled over their mounts, and ran in one direction under the leadership of Xie Jin.

On a hill over there, a group of Qingyu Mountain monks were fighting against the Qin family monks' attack, the scene was anxious. Originally, the Qin family had been watching the excitement, but after Han Zheyue lost his temper, Qin Wanli could only mobilize his own personnel to participate in the offensive and put pressure on Qingyu Mountain.

The task of the five-member team of Xie Jin was to cooperate with their guardian monks to attack Qin's people, and the powerful maneuverability of the safari team was reflected from this.

However, not far before, Xie Jin yelled: "Face the enemy!"

The opposing safari team has also been dispatched, and is welcoming here. It won't be long before the two teams will meet.

After a while, the enemy's figure was faintly visible in front of him. The monk riding a monster beast moved flexibly between the mountains and the forest, and the distance between the two sides quickly narrowed.

Xie Jin started, Lu Ye and Qiao Qiao'er were separated from each other, Song Xie Tao Tiangang was further behind, five people and five horses marched forward.

When they were still thirty feet away, the spiritual power began to surge, and I don't know if it was a tacit understanding or what, Xie Jin and the fifth-level monk who led the opposite each offered a golden wheel talisman. Arc Zhan struck towards the opposite side.

The sharp slashes caused a large tree to fall, and the ground was plowed into a series of slash marks, and the two cultivators moved away to dodge the attack.

When the power of the magic talisman was exhausted, the cultivators of the two sides had already met them head-on, and the two long whips were rolled out from their respective teams. The aura flashed on the long whips, and they were clearly spirit weapons.

The long whips were twisted together. Under their respective strength, the two were dragged off their mounts at the same time. On one end of the long whip, Qiao Qiao'er looked at each other's fourth-level monk with disgust: "What whip does a man play with? Shameless! "

The monk was silent, shaking his long whip to release his restraints, and slammed Qiao Qiao'er with his head and face. Qiao Qiao'er was not to be outdone, and the two immediately fought into a group, and even each other's mounts began to bite each other.

The two people were playing lively, and the others were not idle. At the moment when their bodies were staggered, at least six people from the two teams were knocked off their mounts.

The monks are actually not accustomed to riding their own mounts to fight. The greatest use of mounts is to transport, and secondly to assist in combat. It is difficult to develop their own strength on mounts.

Lu Ye also fell to the ground, but he turned over on his own initiative. In the frontal collision just now, a fourth-level realm of the opponent was slashed down by him. Although he was not injured, he was quite embarrassed.

Finally stood up, Lu Ye had already rushed forward with a knife, and slashed at the man's neck with a single knife.

The person didn't react slowly, and quickly raised the spirit weapon in his hand to block, but the sword didn't fall completely, and the long sword stopped in front of the other's spirit weapon.

Spiritual power surged, the man suddenly raised his head, and at a glance he saw Lu Ye raising his hand to face him, his palm glowing with a pale red light.

The sound of flapping wings sounded, and a fat bird suddenly appeared, bumping its head into the monk's arms.

With a bang, the spiritual power exploded, and the scorching breath filled, the monk screamed and flew out, leaving a **** blood on his chest.

Xue Liang's knife flashed across his eyes, this person was shocked, and fully urged the spiritual power of the body, but there was only a slight pain in the neck and his vision began to fall.

Lu Ye has taken his knife. He found that there are spells to cooperate, and killing the enemy is much easier than before. In the past, even if he could kill such a four-layer realm, he would have to chop it for a while. The monk is not the fish on the chopping board. They have weapons in their hands, and they can block deadly attacks.

But when a spell goes on, unless the opponent uses some defensive magic talisman, it will be difficult to stop it. When his mind is in a mess, Lu Ye naturally cuts as he wants.

It was almost a face-to-face effort. A fourth-level realm cultivation base hated the sword, and the battle of others had just begun, and Lu Ye's side had already ended.

He exerted force under his feet, and rushed to the nearest battlefield in a few steps, where Xie Jinzheng and a fifth-level cultivator of the enemy couldn't deal with each other.

Both of them were soldiers, and they got off their mounts the first time they met, and they fought close to each other, but they were equal in strength, and it was difficult to tell the winner.

Suddenly, there was a coolness behind those five levels. When the strong wind hit, he hurriedly lowered his head, suddenly coolness on the top of his head, broken hair flying, and a piece of his scalp was shaved off.

When he looked up again, he could see who the attacker was, and not far away, there was a clansman lying in a pool of blood.

His mind was shocked, and one person died?

Suddenly remembered the news before, looked at Lu Ye in horror: "Is it you?"

He finally remembered that two days ago, there was a guy who had smashed through the territory of Tai Luozong with his own power, and that person seemed to be riding a snow-white tiger.

It is said that a dozen people died on the Tailuo Zong side, and even one at the fifth level was killed.

I didn't recognize Lu Ye before because the Qin family had never been in contact with Lu Ye before.

Xie Jin couldn't deal with it at first, but now such a murderer has appeared to help out. Is he an opponent? Immediately retreat.

However, it is so easy to retreat at this moment. Lu Ye teamed up with Xie Jin in a round of storming, and the five levels that he had fought back steadily. After only ten breaths of effort, this person opened the door.

Lu Ye's eyes were swift, and he cut out with a single knife. The aura flashed on the long knife, and the spirit pattern was blessed. When the blade fell, the person was ripped apart, screamed, and fell to the ground.

The long sword in Xie Jin's hand trembled and pierced the opponent's wrist directly, cutting off the opponent's tendons.

With a bang, the weapon landed, Lu Ye's long knife flipped, pierced straight down, and plunged into the opponent's heart.

When the sword was drawn, blood spewed, and in the next instant, Lu Ye and Xie Jin swept to the left and right, and there were still two warring circles over there.

Lu Ye pounced on Qiao Qiao'er's battlefield. She and the male cultivator raised the wind and water of their long whip dances, and the aura on the long whips kept shining. Qiao Qiao'er was slapped with a whip on her face, and half of her face was high. It was swollen, and a whip mark was extremely conspicuous, but her opponent was not much better, and she did not know what kind of trauma she had suffered. At this moment, her posture was a bit strange, her legs were clamped, and her face was pale as paper.

Seeing that he has lost two people, and the strongest fifth-level realm is dead, the male cultivator knew that he was running out of time. He carried Qiao Qiao'er's whip, and his skin was ripped apart, and he took out one from his storage bag. The magic talisman hit her.

That magic talisman exploded ~www.mtlnovel.com~ and turned into a three-dimensional slash, and it hit Qiao Qiao'er in an instant.

Qiao Qiao'er wanted to hide, but couldn't avoid it. She hurriedly backed away and tried to fetch a golden talisman from her storage bag. At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed in front of her, a flash of aura, like a shield-like thing blocking it. Ahead.

Du Du Du...Three shots fell, unable to shake the shield at all.

When the crisis was resolved, Qiao Qiaoer blinked at the figure standing in front of her, pursed her lips and smiled, but the wound on her face made her smile look a little terrifying and hideous.

There was a rumbling sound, and a wild boar rushed towards him with the momentum of a collision. The male Xiu holding the whip had just been hit by Qiao Qiao'er.

With a touch to the ground, the wild boar slammed the male Xiu into flight, and the fangs at the corners of his mouth scraped off a piece of flesh and blood.

Qiao Qiao'er slashed, and the angry long whip directly exploded the person's head, as if it had smashed a watermelon.

On the other side, Song Xie's light cough sounded, beside him, a person was poked at the pointed tail of the giant scorpion, and he held it up high. The person was not dead for a while, but was still struggling violently, blood and internal organs continued to spill, and the scene was bloody. .