Relying on the system to become a fantasy boss

One water polo was pushed down, and then three consecutive water polo rose up.

Those sergeants in the Qi refining realm cooperated with each other to intercept the water polo at the places where it was about to fall.

This kind of cooperation with a slight effect of the dot matrix method also exists among practitioners, but it is much more complicated to operate.Of course, the power exerted is much greater.

Zhao Yang observed the cooperation of these sergeants and pondered in his heart to see if there was anything he could learn from.

"boom--"

A water polo hits the team next to them.

"Bam—"

A fire talisman flew into the air, smashing the water polo into a mist.

This scene attracted a lot of attention.

A talisman with at least two spirit stones can block such a water polo, what a rich man.

Zhao Yang couldn't help but look over there.

"what?"

Zhao Yang was taken aback for a moment, there were actually a few teenagers who he had met when he was in Yulan Mountain, and they were with Li Wenxuan.

Although several of them were wearing battle armor, they were obviously not fully grown yet.There are a few who look like girls.

The leader inadvertently looked back, Zhao Yang couldn't help laughing.

"Li Yuzhu."

Unexpectedly, the eldest girl of Li Wenxuan's family brought a group of half-grown children on the embankment.

This is to experience life?Or come to the battlefield to seek death?
But looking at their equipment, and looking at the few monks standing behind them with a calm aura, Zhao Yang knew that it was not his turn to worry.

Another water polo flew towards the embankment that Zhao Yang and the others were in charge of. Wang Bin yelled, drew his long knife out of its sheath, flew up, and split the water polo in half.

"it is good!"

This knife was clean and neat, showing extraordinary knife skills, and there was a lot of applause from around.Wang Bin arched his hands towards the surroundings, his face quite proud.

The war equipment on the embankment began to fight back, and the water polo hit it, and the two sides just attacked each other like this, and most of the day passed like this.

The water polo in the river was no longer flying, and the river calmed down for a while.

But Zhao Yang obviously felt that the atmosphere on the embankment was a little different.

Those soldiers all stepped forward quietly and leaned against the stone wall of the embankment.

Pian Jiang Shu Quan had already flew in mid-air without knowing when.

The river gradually boiled like a boil, and the water line rose slowly, rising nearly three feet in no time.The water surface is only six or seven feet away from the embankment.

Such a height, for ordinary warriors, is also the distance of struggling to leap.

The river is still rising, and it seems that the embankment must be overflowed before it is reconciled.

"Humph!"

Shu Quan in mid-air let out a cold snort, and streaks of aura rose from the embankment.The auras converged and turned into a light curtain to press down on the water.

"boom--"

The water splashed, and the entire river trembled.

"Formation?"

This is the first time Zhao Yang has seen the activated formation.

Although he had seen some formations before, they were all hidden and phantom small formations, and this was the first time he had seen such formations bombarded with such a powerful force.

The practice world is really full of infinite magical power... Seeing the two forces intertwined and confronting each other, Zhao Yang sighed in his heart.

The two forces entangled for a moment, and seemed to have reached a certain balance, and they all slowly returned to calm.

The sergeants leaning against the stone wall on the embankment stood up and began to check and adjust their war equipment and weapons.

"Ugh-"

Above the big river, a muffled horn sounded, and countless water monsters emerged from the dark green water.

This was the first time Zhao Yang saw the faces of these river monsters.

Most of them are still in the image of fish and shrimp in the water, some have transformed hands and feet, and some even have a human face.

Quite a few of them were still wearing all kinds of armor, holding various weapons, and their bodies were full of auras.

These are at least Qi Refining Realm, and there are tens of thousands of them.

There is a reason for the monster race to suppress the human race all the time, and the base numbers of these low-level practitioners are too different.

On this section of the embankment, there are no more than a thousand people with qi refining skills, and the number of qi refining monsters below is several times that of human monks.

Zhao Yang looked it over, and most of the human soldiers in front of the stone wall looked calm.But judging from their rising qi and blood and unstable spiritual power fluctuations, they were still very nervous.

On the contrary, Qi Shan and the others beside him and Li Yuzhu and others not far away looked eager to try.

The water demons riding waves on the water did not swarm up, but slowly approached the embankment in groups.

"shoot--"

Following Shu Quan's shout, all kinds of war equipment on the embankment began to roar, and arrows and auras rained down.

On the surface of the river, some of the Qi Refining Water Demons held up their shields, and some waved their weapons to intercept all attacks.

The water monsters in the Qi refining realm are indeed powerful, and these attacks rarely hurt them.

"Ready to fight—"

Shu Quan shouted in mid-air, and all the sergeants unsheathed their swords and stared at the river below.

"Roar--"

There was a loud roar from the depths of the river, and all the water monsters on the surface howled and flew up!

Monster beasts of various sizes instantly filled the space in front of them, and the soaring stench made people dizzy.

"kill!"

On the embankment, countless soldiers shouted loudly, dancing with knives and guns in their hands, all kinds of battle equipment were activated, and a series of magnificent auras shot out, desperately suppressing those water monsters.

"boom--"

Flesh, scales, weapons...

Blood splashed.

Head-to-head confrontation, no tricks, no dodging.

Countless sergeants vomited blood and fell back, and countless others made up for it.

This kind of group fighting is almost unheard of in the Xianshan sect.

In the world of practice, basically high-ranking monks decide everything.Most of the body-refining disciples are not the key to deciding a battle, they are more to perform guard and patrol tasks, and to practice hard.

But on this embankment, these soldiers who have no magic power, only have body training skills, and hold no-class weapons, just use their flesh and blood to stop countless Qi Refining Water Demons.

"Wow—"

Those water monsters fell into the big river, and the water splashed up the river bank, and the heads and faces of the soldiers were wet.

"Ugh-"

The sound of horns in the big river was endless, and fish monsters rushed ashore one after another.

Zhao Yang was in a very strange state of mind at this time. Those soldiers who vomited blood and retreated were all human races, his compatriots and comrades. He wanted to step forward and draw his sword to kill all these monster races.

But there was a faint thought in his heart that suppressed him, telling him that this is a war, and it cannot be controlled by him alone or with a sword.He can save people, but he can't save everyone.

Zhao Yang, who has been practicing in Qingkong Mountain, never thought that there would be such a scene in the practice world.

"Snapped--"

A Zhang-long four-legged black fish demon jumped up the river bank and rushed towards Zhao Yang.

Zhao Yang looked at the big head and the tyrannical eyes, and his heart became more and more peaceful.

"warehouse--"

A long sword blocked the steel fork in the fish monster's hand, and several swords slashed and pushed it off the embankment.

"Sect Master Zhao, don't worry, you don't need your hands on these monsters in the early and middle stages of Qi refining." Luo Shan, who was dressed in a green robe and danced lightly with a long sword in his hand, stood up while speaking.

Ordinarily, Luo Shan was the one who didn't need to make a move.

Zhao Yang nodded, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword became tighter and tighter.