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With all the doubts suppressed in his heart, Zhu Wudao stared at it for a long time and frowned: "The boy who is directing from behind seems to be the key."

It was Guan Longhu who was commanding from behind, constantly mobilizing and withdrawing or dispatching the Martial Saint camp from time to time, which put great pressure on the Alliance Martial Saint and could not even advance to the front of Guan Longhu, let alone advance to the left.

In front of no boat.

"Expert at uniting the army in combat? Could it be that that boy was a soldier in the secular world before?" Zhu Wudao murmured to himself: "Tell them, if you want to save fewer lives, kill the boy who shouted for command first."

As soon as the order was conveyed, the alliance's martial saints all became energetic, howling and struggling in a frantic attempt to break through the encircling defense line.

As a large number of troops entered the battlefield and were restrained by Wei Yuanba and others, the large number of alliance martial saints put great pressure on Nie Beihui and others who were blocking the attack.

However, the more such a melee, the more such a large-scale melee in a small area, the more suitable it is for Nie Beihui and others to exert 120% of their combat power. For a while, the death and injury rate of the Alliance's Martial Saints skyrocketed by countless numbers.

But despite such a concentrated sprint, someone still broke through the defense line and pounced on Guan Longhu and others like wolves and tigers.

Seeing that they were about to pounce, Guan Longhu led the others to retreat towards the mountains. Dou Wanru and other martial saints immediately pounced out with great ferocity.

The guards and directly affiliated battalions may not necessarily have the highest cultivation level, but they are definitely the most loyal. Therefore, they have the best equipment and have the most multi-soul martial saints.

When the guards and direct battalions led by Dou Yuyin's old subordinates came out, these Alliance Martial Saints who rushed towards them were slaughtered almost in a short time.

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Brutal killing, cruel battlefield.

The martial saint who was originally the pinnacle of the next three days, even became cannon fodder and had to fight in dire straits like a soldier.

Thousands of soul monks have resorted to various means in order to become Martial Saints. There are even countless people who have spent their entire lives in the realm of Wu Zongwu Yu, looking up to and daydreaming about the power of Martial Saints.

But who could have expected that as the ruler of the next three days, he would have to fight in such a cruel environment. If those martial arts masters had witnessed it, they might have completely given up their desire to become a martial saint.

The will of the strongest will control everything, including the Martial Saint.

Seeing a large number of martial saints dead and lying in a pool of blood, Lian Canghai was full of emotion and compassion: "Soul monks in the Yuanhun realm should not have existed for three days. When power is concentrated on a few people, it is often destructive.

Millions of years ago, every person born in the Soul Realm was taken to the upper level for three days. Now it seems that that is the best and most correct way for many people."

Zuo Wuzhou stood firm and motionless: "Senior Lian, if you want to accuse me of bringing about war and destruction, you don't have to. We are never noble, I am, Zhu Wudao is, you are, and so is the God of War."

"Being born in this world, you and I are not qualified to be good people. The road to the soul is originally a path for evil people. Only by being evil first can we be qualified to be compassionate."

"It's not an accusation." Lian Canghai's face was full of disappointment: "I have killed people without any purpose during my lifetime, and I am not a good person. You are right, the soul path is an evil path that involves destruction but no construction. Only by achieving the path of the heavens can we achieve it.

Detachment.”

Soul monks are not even as good as soul monks, but at least the research and creation of soul monks can feed more civilians.

Witnessing each and every powerful Martial Saint die silently and miserably on the battlefield. Wu Xi and Xiao Cao could not bear to look at them from the side.

Killing is inherently cruel and brutal. Only people with a hard heart can persevere.

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One, two, three...one hundred, two hundred...

Countless lives were dissipated so easily. In the chaos of war, life was worthless.

Watching his old troops die in battle one by one, Zuo Wuzhou had a heart of stone and was not moved at all.

Zhu Wudao was also a hard-hearted person, but he could no longer sit back and watch the alliance's martial saints continue to die miserably. He roared angrily: "Where did Zuo Wuzhou get the martial saints from, and they are all so brave and good at fighting."

Gu Dingtian, Shen Babu and others all looked livid.

It's too awful.

There are more than 4,000 Martial Saints in the alliance, but due to Guan Longhu's tactics, most of the Martial Saints are unable to face the enemy directly, let alone enter the battlefield. This makes the battlefield basically a one-on-one situation.

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It is gratifying that there are more people and fewer people are fighting, but when the fighting forces are roughly similar, there seems to be nothing worth complaining about.

What makes the Super Saints turn blue is that these Martial Saints from another Lower Three Heavens are all fierce and unafraid of death. Although they are Martial Saints, they are unexpectedly good at fighting formation coordination.

Although there are many martial saints in the alliance, there is no cooperation - each of the martial saints here is much more noble and reserved than No. 2. Even if there is cooperation, it is often only among a very small number of the same sect.

Cooperate with tactics.

What's particularly terrible is that although the alliance's martial saints have simple organization and training, they basically have no tactics and are basically a mess, far from being able to use their fingers like an arm.

On the contrary, the martial saints of Zuo Wuzhou are not very strong individually, but they are strong and brave, strong in close combat, have strong fighting spirit, and are more cooperative and obey orders.

In a nutshell, the Alliance Martial Saints are a group of noble, individually powerful Martial Saints who basically fight on their own. But the Martial Saints of Zuo Wuzhou are organized and disciplined, which can be said to be the complete opposite.

If this is not the most fatal thing, then the most fatal thing is that half of the alliance's martial saints are forced to join. Not to mention other things, their fighting spirit is very low and their morale is even lower.

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The killing and fighting are going on bloody.

Zhu Wudao's sudden voice shook the sky: "It's really unbelievable, Zuo Wuzhou, that you can actually bring help from another Xiasansan."

"Since you have brought a thousand martial saints here, there are also quite a few super saints. Why hide them? Why not call them out?" Zhu Wudao looked solemn.

Zuo Wuzhou was moved: "I've actually been guessed, so whatever, you all come out."

With a shout, Luoshuang and others emerged from the mountains one after another, landed on the top of the mountain, and landed next to Zuo Wuzhou.

The super saints of the Kill Left Alliance were shocked: "Really from another three days? There are so many super saints."

Countless people's hearts sank. With only Zuo Wuzhou, this battle would be difficult to fight. Now, Zuo Wuzhou has so many helpers. Almost everyone feels that the future is not bright, and the shadow of failure and death is always lingering.

Don't leave in front of me.

One of the super saints turned pale and silently moved back. Suddenly he shouted and ran away: "This is a losing battle. I don't want to accompany you to death."

After fleeing for dozens of miles, Chuan Bubai intercepted his path like a ghost. Still with a simple and honest face, he took the man's life and took his body back.

A fierce light appeared in Zhu Wudao's eyes, and he shook his sleeves and shattered the man's body: "Who knows the victory or defeat without fighting? If anyone escapes, he will end up like this man."

Most of the people, including Gu Dingtian, were determined to fight to the death, and they all showed ferocious looks. The few super saints who were determined to escape all felt awe-inspiring in their hearts.

Zhu Wudao looked around coldly: "Don't forget, now we are tied together. If we want to die, we will die together, and if we want to live, we will live together. Otherwise, do you think that if he wins, we will have a way to survive?"

"Don't forget, Zuo Wuzhou has a reputation for killing his enemies." Zhu Wudao narrowed his eyes, and a cold star burst out: "We are all his enemies."

Zhu Wudao re-watched the battle for half a moment and looked back coldly: "It seems that the Martial Saint can't help us. Everyone, follow me forward."

"Kill Zuo Wuzhou"
Chapter completed!