Chongming Xianzong

Chapter 216 Defeat
The battle was in turmoil in the formation, but the Jinyi foundation-building warriors outside the formation were unwilling to miss this opportunity, so they organized their troops and charged forward.

A strong smell of burning suddenly appeared on the smoke-filled battlefield, and a ferocious red dragon burst out from the Wuji Dao Seal in the hands of the Fire Dragon Taoist.

It was about four or five meters long and about ten meters thick. The entire dragon's body seemed to be made up of countless fireworks. With every breath it took, flames and smoke fell from the tips of its teeth.

The red dragon twisted and tumbled in the air for a while, roaring and rushing towards the group of monks who had suddenly appeared in front.

This team of cultivators came from the Lin family of Chang County. Like the Mo family of Hong County, they were once first-rate families in Yunjiao Prefecture. Their family started out by refining weapons, and their magical weapons and armor are much stronger than those of other forces in the Qingyun League.

But even so, when the red dragon flew through their formation, all the Lin family cultivators felt the temperature around them suddenly rise. The armor on their bodies became hot. If they did not use their spiritual power to resist, even their underwear would be burned to ashes.

The red dragon came suddenly, and the Lin family practitioners who were marching forward with high spirits were not careful and were brushed through the formation by the red dragon. Four or five practitioners were burned into charcoal on the spot. The entire formation paused and no one dared to advance rashly again.

Jin Yi Zhuji thought that this Taoist Fire Dragon was indeed a well-known independent cultivator in Yunjiao Province, and his skills were really good. Just in terms of the Spirit Transformation Technique, he was much better than himself. If they really had to fight, it was hard to say who would win.

However, he had only just used a precious second-grade, low-grade formation-breaking bead to break the Zhouting formation, and the victory was already secured. Naturally, he would not take the initiative to challenge the Fire Dragon Taoist to fight each other to determine who was stronger.

Even the Lin family of Chang County only had half of their men trapped by Taoist Fire Dragon, which did not affect the overall situation at all.

As long as they defeat Zhou Ting's detachment and re-establish the base for Ruijin Sect's main formation on the Jiazixu Hill, Qingyun League will be invincible in this battle between Liangyi Sect and Zhou Ting.

The foundation-building skills of Jinyi will naturally be favored by the upper sect, and the golden elixir will preach to prove the fate of immortality.

This was indeed the case. The flames spewed out by the red dragon were blocked by the Lin family monks who had woken up from their panic. These family monks had been living together for many years and had their own methods when fighting. They were much stronger than the Pingrong militia that Master Kang had hastily assembled and trained for a few months.

Even if Taoist Fire Dragon, who was a true cultivator at the foundation-building stage, was present, it would still take some effort to break the small formation of dozens of people.

But the Qingyun League had far more than just this group of people. Sect Leader Kang led his men to operate the Star-Shooting Crossbow, and fired several rounds of crossbow arrows into the formation, killing the True Spirit Sect monks who came to replace the Lin family monks and knocking them to the ground.

It was a real mess. The cultivators in his family were quite good at taming beasts, and they raised a team of "Iron Scale Cavalry" which was quite famous in Yunjiao Province. The knights had to be carefully selected cultivators at the middle stage of Qi training or above, and they rode first-level spirit beasts, Iron Scale Horses.

The armored old man who led the Iron Scale Cavalry wanted to take advantage of the Lin family being trapped in the front and rush in at one go, but was repelled by several rounds of Star-Shooting Crossbows, causing heavy casualties among his elite troops and he regretted it deeply.

However, the Jinyi Foundation-building Master of Qingyun League still did not show any urgency on his face. He snatched the war drum that had been handed to his nephews and nieces beside him, and started beating it intermittently.

Although the disciples of Qiaogongbao could no longer produce artillery vehicles of the same power as before, they still produced a row of first-class top-grade mechanical puppets.

This is not the cheap training machine puppet that Master Kangda bought from a store in Xuanwei City back then.

Each mechanical puppet has a different shape, some are human-shaped, some are animal-shaped, some can spray water, fire, thunder and lightning, and some can resist ice, wind, frost and snow.

Each of them can match the combat power of ordinary peak Qi training cultivators. They are treacherous and fearless.

The small formation of cultivators stationed at the front by the Pingrong militia was composed of two major sects in the county, the Tongxiu Association and the Hemu Dao, but they were still defeated by this team of mechanical puppets.

The great formation was broken, and among the militiamen from various families in Pingrong County, few still had any fighting spirit. The reason they had not collapsed was simply that after seeing the Fire Dragon Taoist and the Shooting Star Crossbow having made some gains, they still had a glimmer of hope in their hearts.

But now that the real mechanical puppet from Qiaogongbao suddenly appeared, everyone's feelings couldn't help but change.

Fellow disciples who were as close as brothers fell one after another, some had half their bodies smashed into pieces or had their heads cut off. Who wouldn't be scared?

When the smell of blood becomes strong enough, it will overwhelm the minds of these soldiers, and they will no longer remember the spiritual veins, caves, immortal arts and beauties that Master Kang promised before the war.

"I won't fight anymore. I can't win!"

"I will become a free cultivator when I return. Even if I die of old age in a mortal fortress, it is better than being trampled into pieces here."

"I will fuck you, you damned state court and Liangyi sect!"

Even though Master Kang had changed direction and shot down most of the mechanical puppets in Qiaogong Fort with several crossbow arrows, he was still unable to stop the fighting spirit of the Pingrong soldiers.

At this time, the arrows and crossbow strings of the Shooting Star Crossbow had run out and needed to be replaced urgently.

"Collect!" Master Kang shot a final arrow, stabbing the old cultivator who led the Zhenling Sect who was still unwilling to give up, to death on the spot. Then he took down the crossbow and asked the crossbowmen to collect the Star-Shooting Crossbow.

It would be difficult for such a powerful military weapon to be taken away by the Qingyun League.

"It's time to retreat!" Kang Dabao knew clearly in his heart that even the most elite fellow practitioners of Pingrong County and the cultivators of Hemu Dao could not withstand the attack of the mechanical puppets of Qiaogong Fort after the formation was broken. Then the other families would be even more vulnerable when facing the military attack of the major foundation-building sects.

Don't look at the battle until this point. The number of monks on both sides is not much different, with only less than three hundred people left.

However, it is difficult to find even a cultivator in the late stage of Qi training among the rural soldiers in Pingrong County, and their quality is far inferior to that of the three foundation-building sects of Qingyun League. The other side has all kinds of magic weapons, talismans, spirit beasts and puppets, and each one is of fine quality.

The fact that the 300 weak soldiers under Sect Leader Kang's command did not collapse on the spot after the formation was broken, and they held on for a while, can be regarded as a testament to his good leadership.

The carefully arranged formation method didn't even have a chance to be used at this moment. The cultivators from various families in Pingrong County had completely forgotten the threats and inducements that Sect Leader Kang had said on behalf of the state court. Even families like the Lu and Tie families, who were quite close to them, could only wait to escape with their lives.

If the provincial government loses this battle, then in the future when it issues any arrest warrants in Yunjiao Province, it will be a problem as to how many people will read them.

Each family is composed of smart people, so they don't need to be too afraid of being punished by the provincial government later.

Sect Leader Kang was not too panicked. After all, he always thought of defeat before victory. As soon as the defense line collapsed, Zhou Yixiu and Ye Zhengwen quickly evacuated with the disciples of Chongming Sect according to Kang Dabao's previous plan.

The second-level flying boat that Taoist Heilu left for Kang Dabao was just in time for use.

"Kang Dabao, are you worthy of the crime of losing the battle?!" It was Taoist Fire Dragon who saw this scene, abandoned the Lin family cultivators who had been unable to be defeated for a long time, flew back and shouted at Kang Dabao.

Although Master Kang was surprised, he did not panic because of the Foundation Establishment Cultivator's angry rebuke.

He first tried to organize the Zhou Tingya army around him to fight and retreat, but after finding that even they had no will to fight, Kang Dabao made a prompt decision and fled towards the flying boat with Jiang Qing and Chu Huer who had been following him.

At this time, he would not take the threats from Taoist Fire Dragon seriously. God knows what benefits the state court promised to this old villain to make him work so hard.

If the formation was still there, Kang Dabao might be able to bring his own disciples here to ruin their family and make a bet on who would win.

But the situation is hopeless now. Since Taoist Huolong, who has established a true foundation, cannot turn the tide, he can forget about leading his disciples here to serve the country.

It's clear that I'm going to lose the battle. I'm not some destined son of heaven. I've lost the support of the people. Why should I even try?

Even if the state court settles the score in the future, it will only destroy the family, which is no different from today. Jinyi Jianji no longer stood by and watched, and took out the golden silk net bag, covering several elders of the fellow cultivators in the late stage of Qi training. With a change of the spiritual spell, the net bag shrank to the size of a palm, and the several fellow cultivators were directly cut into pieces of meat by the golden silk.

After the foundation-building exercise, the morale of the Qingyun League was greatly boosted. The red dragon of the Fire Dragon Taoist abandoned the Lin family cultivators, swung its dragon tail, glared angrily, and rushed towards the Jinyi foundation-building cultivators.

Jinyi did not dare to neglect his foundation building. The golden silk net bag, a spiritual weapon, was not suitable for fighting against the same level. After putting it away, he used an ancient mirror with sparkling precious light to meet the enemy.

The surface of the ancient mirror was like a deep pool, taking in all the surrounding fire waves.

The red dragon's arrogance had just subsided a little when Fire Dragon Taoist suddenly became furious. His spiritual seal changed and a golden scale appeared on the inside of the red dragon's mane. It shone brightly and within a moment, all the scales on the red dragon's body fell off, and the tender flesh was covered with golden scales in an instant.

There was a faint flash of lightning above the dragon's horns.

Jin Yi Zhu Ji had just frowned when several white lightning bolts shot out from the golden dragon's horns. Gu Jing only absorbed one, and Jin Yi Zhu Ji felt a tingling sensation in his meridians. Gu Jing then blocked the lightning bolts one by one.

At this time, the surface of the ancient mirror was already burnt, and Jin Yi's tendons and veins seemed to be burned by the flames. He was in so much pain that he had to take a deep breath and looked at the Taoist Fire Dragon with astonishment in his eyes.

"How could this fellow, who was born as a casual cultivator, be able to cultivate this spiritual transformation technique to such a level?!"

Jin Yi Zhuji was shocked, seeing that the Fire Dragon Taoist's methods were much more advanced than he had expected, he immediately felt uneasy.

Not to mention anything else, even if the Fire Dragon Taoist's golden dragon sends out a few more thunders, I am afraid I will not be able to withstand it and will be in danger of dying.

Jinyi Zhuji waved to the Zhenling Sect formation that was chasing the remaining soldiers from Pingrong County, but the leading monk of the Zhenling Sect ignored him and continued to chase and kill them.

"The arm of one of my family's foundation-building cultivators was cut off by a Star-shooting Crossbow before. It doesn't make sense for us Qi-cultivating cultivators to fight to the death for you, the ancestor of the Lin family, at this time!"

Seeing that the practitioners of Zhenling Sect ignored him, Jinyi Zhuji narrowly avoided a bolt of lightning. A trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and a flash of spiritual light appeared in his hand, revealing a small flag.

The Lin family monks, who were far away from the battle between the two foundation-building monks and had already caught up with a group of fellow monks from the same cultivation association, saw the command flag and immediately abandoned the remaining enemies in front of them.

The two small formations on the left and right immediately worked together and quickly rushed to Jinyi's foundation-building body.

Jin Yi Zhui threw the small flag in his hand in mid-air to the old cultivator of the Lin family who was in charge of the formation. The sturdy and strong old cultivator flushed, and clenched the small flag in both hands and waved it downwards violently.

The old cultivator felt as if all his energy, blood, and flesh had been sucked away by the flag in an instant, and his originally rosy round face was now only left with a thin layer of skin clinging to his facial bones.

Suddenly, a gust of wind rose in front of the Lin family's formation, and the old cultivator uttered the word "Chi" in a hoarse voice from his dry throat.

The Lin family practitioners moved upon hearing the voice, and shouted in unison: "Command."

As soon as Taoist Huolong heard the word "Chi", he felt as if he was suddenly hit on the chest by a heavy hammer. The blood color on his face instantly disappeared a lot. After the "Chi" sound, a strong wind blew on the field.

The strong wind brought by the flags rose in response, like a saber several meters long, and slashed fiercely on the neck of the golden dragon, who was almost suffocating the Jinyi Foundation Building Master with his four sharp claws.

"Hiss!" The golden dragon roared miserably, and large pieces of its scales cracked, but no blood seeped out. Golden spiritual light flowed all over the ground, and its golden scales gradually turned red.

The cultivators of Lin family had just formed a formation to rescue their own ancestor who had established the foundation. Just as he presided over the formation and waved the flag, the old cultivator of Lin family felt dizzy and fell to the ground.

There was a concerned young man in the formation who reached out to rescue him. Unexpectedly, as soon as he lifted the old cultivator up, tears began to stream down the young man's face.

A kind elder who was just tall and strong now looked like a paper man who could be twisted up with two fingers.

It was obvious that all the blood, flesh and marrow in the body had been sucked away by Xiaoqi. There was not a single bit of vitality left in the body. How could he be saved?

Taoist Fire Dragon felt both hatred and envy when he saw how powerful the powerful gale formation of the Lin family monks was and how united they were.

If the brocade-clothed foundation-building warrior in front of him had not taken advantage of his much better birth, he would have been killed on the spot by the Fire Dragon Taoist today. Fortunately, this brocade-clothed foundation-building warrior had nothing else to fear except for the two spiritual weapons. The Fire Dragon Taoist was confident that even a red dragon could defeat him.

Just when Taoist Huolong thought that the Lin family cultivators had lost the main person in the formation and had to rest for a while, another white-haired old woman from the Lin family, with chicken skin and white hair, picked up the flag from the previous old Lin family cultivator, and used the secret method as usual, with a flushed face, and waved it violently.

It was obvious that this old woman's cultivation was much inferior to that old cultivator before. As soon as the Lin family cultivators finished singing, before the strong wind could even take shape, her meridians were severed and she died on the spot.

The faces of the Lin family practitioners showed even more sorrow. An old man in hemp clothes walked out from the crowd. He picked up the flag and waved it violently. A strong wind formed instantly and slashed at the hideous wound on the red dragon's neck.

Taoist Fire Dragon glared and sighed, and changed his magic spells several times, but the red dragon still broke into countless lights, which fell to the ground like red flowers on the top of the Jiazixu Mountain.

"Puff," the Taoist magic was broken, and the Fire Dragon Taoist's face changed drastically, and he spat out blood. This had damaged his vitality, and his skills were probably less than 50% left. He no longer had any thoughts in his mind, and immediately took out the spirit boat and flew away to escape.

Seeing this, the Jinyi Foundation Building Master of the Lin family snorted coldly. This fellow caused two of the clan's most virtuous old cultivators to die on the spot, and he actually wanted to escape unscathed. How could such a good thing be possible in this world? !
He immediately stood in the air and shouted to all the cultivators of Qingyun League: "The cultivators of Zhenling Sect and Qiaogong Fort should stay here to repair and protect the formation master to restore the formation base. The cultivators of Lin family have insufficient achievements, so follow me to hunt down the remaining enemies and don't slack off!"

The cultivators from the Zhenling Sect and Qiaogong Fort could tell that Jinyi was trying to steal the credit for the Lin Family, but they turned a deaf ear to him and continued to chase after the fleeing people.

Especially the cultivators from the Zhenling Sect. His family’s foundation-building cultivator was just injured, not absent. Their cultivation was even higher than that of the Lin family’s foundation-building cultivator. How could they pay any attention to him?

Jin Yi Zhuji was furious and ignored even the Fire Dragon Taoist. The golden net bag expanded to a radius of ten feet and swept towards the practitioners of the Zhenling Sect.

Unexpectedly, the disciples of Zhenling Sect did not give in at all, and they used talismans and magic tools to attack Jinyi Foundation Building in an overwhelming manner. Their attacks were no less ruthless than when they besieged the magic circle before.

Jin Yi's foundation-building master was caught off guard, and the several top-grade defensive magic weapons in his hands were all destroyed by the Star-Shooting Crossbow. He had no choice but to use the golden mesh bag to block most of the attacks from the Zhenling Sect disciples, and then drew a spiritual light shield in front of him, barely blocking the remaining attacks.

Jinyi Zhuji was so angry that his eyes were bloodshot, and the practitioners of Zhenling Sect also organized their troops and were ready for battle. The gray-clothed old man in the main formation of the Lin family even held up a small flag, waiting for Jinyi Zhuji's order to cut down the strong wind without mercy.

Seeing that the disciples of Qiaogong Fort had already gained the upper hand, Jinyi Zhuji's brain was not confused after all. If a fight broke out on his side after the great victory and the news got to the alliance or even to the ears of the bigwigs of the upper sect, it would not be a good scene.

After figuring out this, Jin Yizhu collected his spiritual weapon in mid-air, and then snorted coldly at the True Spirit Sect cultivators: "Disperse yourselves and hunt down the remaining enemies. I will discuss this matter with your master when we discuss matters in the alliance!"

After saying this, Jin Yi Jianfa took a flying boat and quickly rushed towards the Fire Dragon Taoist. Since he couldn't take all the credit, he couldn't miss out on this greatest achievement!
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