Chapter 394: I hate monks the most [ask for monthly votes! ]

Xiao Muyun stood at the foot of a distant mountain, his face as pale as paper.

This time she came to participate in the battle to capture the city with a mission. In a sense, she is somewhat similar to Yan Shenbing.

The geniuses of Yin State were recruited from various sects. They could accept casualties in the battle to capture the city, but they would never voluntarily sacrifice themselves. Therefore, Wu'an Hall had to arrange for a genius trained by the military to come in, who was ready to sacrifice his life for victory at any time.

Jiuyang's geniuses were also selected from various departments and would not fully implement the orders of Huanshen Peak.

Only Xiao Muyun was a native of Huanshen Peak.

The order given to her by Huanshen Peak was also to succeed and not fail.

In fact, her pressure was slightly less. After all, with Feng Nanjue here, it would not be their turn to take action. Only in the extremely rare case that Feng Nanjue failed would she need to take action.

Huanshen Peak specially let her practice the secret arts of the netherworld, and exert its characteristics in the land of bones. Although this move was a great disapproval by the world, as long as the battle to capture the city was won, it would not be a big deal even if she committed suicide to apologize.

The premise of everything is to win.

Everything was going smoothly at first. Even though she was pierced by Wen Yifan's sword, she was the most ruthless person in Yin Kingdom after all, so it was normal that he couldn't beat her.

Who would have thought that Feng Nanjue would actually fail.

Xiao Muyun didn't think much and went to the bone field immediately to fulfill his mission.

The skeleton soldiers seemed to be sweeping across the entire battlefield with great force, but after they were summoned, they needed her spiritual sense to control them, and a large amount of her spiritual sense would be consumed every moment.

She was already weak after recovering from a serious injury, and was already overdrawing her spiritual power.

She has limited time and must kill Yin Guo's powerful fighting force as soon as possible. Who knew that at this critical moment, this monk would appear again!
He should have been Feng Nanjue's opponent at the beginning, as he was still in the fifth realm.

What's wrong with this loser Feng Nanjue? How come he gets enlightened whenever someone hits him?

Are you the real enlightenment tree?
The stronger the murderous intent in his heart and the stronger the feeling of weakness in his body, the more anxious Xiao Muyun became, and his eyes looked towards the mountain with strong hatred.

This monk is really annoying.

She marched forward, leading all the skeleton soldiers, preparing for the final charge.

At this point it is a test of willpower. It depends on who between Chen Xuan and her can last until the other's spiritual power is exhausted.

If nothing unexpected happens, Xiao Muyun should win.

Because she was determined to die, she would not give up this battle even if her spiritual power was overdrawn to the limit.

In contrast, Chen Xuanjiu did not have such determination.

When you have fought to the end of your rope, all that's missing may be this slight difference in will.

But unexpected things always happen.

She came to the top of a mountain far away from the distant mountain road. There were a large number of scattered bones and corpses, among which lay a relatively intact one.

He was wearing grey armor, his face was blurred by dust, and only a huge bald head could be vaguely seen.

It was normal for a high-level warrior's body to not decay for decades, so Xiao Muyun glanced at it and didn't pay much attention. He just felt a little disgusted when he saw the bald man. If it wasn't an emergency, he might have kicked him.

But what she didn't expect was that just when she stood on the top of the mountain and was ready to launch the final attack with all her strength.

The corpse suddenly opened its eyes.

……

Just when the skeleton soldiers surrounded them, Wen Yifan was busy drawing his sword to resist. Liang Yue, who was unable to move, pulled Lin Fenghe and Monk Yuansheng over.

"When we run away later, we will pretend to be separated. Senior Sister Wen, take me and run west, and Senior Brother Lin, take Brother Qi and go north."

"This way, it will be easier for you to escape, and it will also draw some of Xiao Muyun's attention."

"Yuansheng, if you want to fake your own death, come here."

Liang Yue quickly drew a simple map on the ground between Yuanshan Road and Huanglong Terrace, and marked a point for Monk Yuansheng. "Where is this?" Monk Yuansheng was puzzled.

"Senior Sister Wen and I will keep walking westward. There will be no road ahead when we reach the Far Mountain Road. If she chases us, she will definitely not get too close, and she will have to mobilize the Yin Soldiers. As a mystic, the most suitable distance is here!"

Liang Yue pressed his finger heavily on that spot.

Monk Yuansheng and Lin Fenghe looked at him in surprise, wondering why he was so sure?

What they didn't know was that after that trip with Wang Rulin, Liang Yue would come back several times every night. He was more familiar with this battlefield than anyone else!
He was deducing in his mind where each enemy would go and what choices they would make.

Although it was not 100% predictable, under the current circumstances, this was the answer he could think of with the highest probability of a turnaround.

Out of absolute trust in Liang Yue, Monk Yuansheng followed his words and fled all the way here, then lay down on the ground, holding his breath and pretending to be dead.

The surrounding skeleton soldiers stopped attacking him when they saw that he had no breath.

However, Xiao Muyun's attention has never been here. Her aura was locked on Wen Yifan, just as Liang Yue expected.

So she walked to the top of the mountain in front of Monk Yuansheng.

Looking at the Buddha's sun on the top of the opposite mountain, Xiao Muyun fixed his eyes with a fierce look. He gathered the dark clouds in the sky and condensed them into a formation in an instant!
Once the formation is formed, it will be like tens of thousands of troops forming a military formation, and the lethality will increase tenfold or a hundredfold!

The clouds are as black as ink, and there is no sun or moon in the sky.

She raised her hands high, communicating with heaven and earth with her spiritual consciousness, and ordered all the ghost soldiers to rush up and trample the three people on the top of the mountain into mud!
As long as they die, it will all be over.

Even without Feng Nanjue, he can still win by relying on his own strength!

boom--

At this moment, a dusty monk named Yuansheng stood up behind her.

Although he was only in the fifth realm, Xiao Muyun was in the sixth realm.

But he is a warrior, and Xiao Muyun is a mystic.

One likes to get close the most, and the other is most afraid of getting close.

Usually, when a mystic performs such a great magical power, he will bring his own guardian. But Xiao Muyun's companions have all fallen, and she did arrange several large skeletons around her, but they are not as close to her as Monk Yuansheng.

Monk Yuansheng came up behind her quietly in three steps and attacked her with a palm knife.

Even though he was seriously injured, it was still too easy for the warrior to deal with the mystic.

Bang!
At the moment when the sky was filled with dark clouds and yin energy, Shui Lingling hit Xiao Muyun's neck with a slap.

At the end of her consciousness, she scanned the back with her consciousness and caught a glimpse of a dirty bald head with cunning eyes.

really……

Monks and the like are the most annoying.

As soon as this thought flashed through her mind, her body went limp and she fell to the ground with a thud.

Monk Yuansheng looked at her, then looked at the dark clouds ahead that had not yet dissipated and the ghost soldiers that had suddenly frozen all over the mountains, and smiled.

What's the point of having such a big scene of magical power? Do you know what a backstab is?
Master Shouyi, Liang Yue... No, it’s my mentor and my senior brother.

You really didn't lie to me!

The art of war is really useful.

"hey-hey."

　Good morning.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)