diskusbooks Chapter 476 This world belongs to all surnames.
Chapter 476 This world belongs to all surnames.
A group of Sword Sect disciples who were unwilling to stay at Cloud Sword Peak and the Hemp-Clad Guards, but wanted to make their own contributions, were also responsible for dealing with a team from the Wuji Palace.
This group is relatively small, with only over 50,000 people.
They all stood quietly behind a hillside, waiting.
Only ten people were squatting on the hillside, their bodies covered with weeds and branches for camouflage.
When the Wuji Palace team enters the designated position.
The ten people on the hillside stretched out their arms, squinted, and used their thumbs to measure distance.
After measuring the distance, he waved the yellow flag with his other hand to call out the location to the people behind him.
The warriors behind were already prepared, and upon seeing the flag signal, they immediately unleashed the Thousand Snakes Emerging from Their Caves technique.
Swish swish, swish swish.
Hundreds of thousands of sword energies shot up from behind the hillside, made a turn, and shot towards the Wuji Palace team from the side.
Hearing the whooshing sound, the people of Wuji Palace quickly looked up at the sky.
Then, they witnessed a scene that sent chills down their spines.
Countless sword energies rained down upon them.
They didn't see a single enemy, and they didn't even know where the sword energy came from.
Puff puff puff, boom boom boom.
An explosion occurred after the sword energy fell.
Ahhh, the people of Wuji Palace were thrown into chaos, with arms and legs flying everywhere.
As soon as one wave of sword energy landed, another wave followed closely behind.
Puff puff puff, boom boom boom.
After several rounds of sword energy bombardment, apart from the two leading innate martial artists, there was no one left intact.
At this moment, Lin Hu and Zhou Haitao rushed out from the side of the road and attacked the two innate martial artists.
Some time ago, Lin Feng finally raised the two of them to the Innate Realm, so naturally he had to send them over for some training.
Ding ding ding, bang bang bang.
Lin Hu wielded his precious sword with impenetrable skill, unleashing a flurry of slashes upon close combat, leaving the opponent no time to even use their true qi martial arts.
As Lin Hu chopped, he shouted, "Faster, faster! I can go even faster, yayah yayah!"
The innate martial artist who was fighting him was quickly overwhelmed and was hacked to pieces by the spirit fox.
Zhou Haitao, wielding two golden maces, leaped up and smashed them down on the innate martial artist opposite him.
With a loud bang, the innate martial artist dodged to the side, and the golden mace fell to the ground, missing its target.
However, the martial artist was shaken and lost his footing.
Zhou Haitao threw another golden mace at the innate martial artist.
The martial artist parried with his longsword.
Bang, plop.
The man spat out a mouthful of blood and flew out like a cannonball.
Zhou Haitao exerted force with his feet, and his whole body flew over like a cannonball, smashing the two sledgehammers down hard.
Bang bang bang bang bang.
The innate martial artist was quickly smashed flat by him.
The two of them had just entered the Innate Realm, and the reason they were able to defeat two Innate Realm martial artists so quickly was mainly because those two had already been injured by the sword energy of the Ten Thousand Snakes Emerging from Their Cave.
Lin Feng nodded secretly; these people did a good job.
Before the battle, Lin Feng issued targets to all teams, with the highest requirement being the casualty rate, which could not exceed one to one hundred.
Whoever exceeds this casualty rate will have to step down.
Therefore, the leaders of each team will use every means at their disposal, resorting to all sorts of underhanded and dirty tricks.
Lin Hu and Zhou Haitao's team fought the best; not a single person died, and most of them didn't even show their faces before wiping out the Wuji Palace team.
The ambush went unexpectedly smoothly, and Lin Feng's mental entities in the surrounding area were not needed.
The battle report spread far and wide, and everyone in the Temple of Martial Gods was extremely excited.
The main members of the Martial God Temple were selected from among the common people, and they represented the lower classes.
Wuji Palace represents a noble martial arts group.
Therefore, the significance of this battle is different.
This was a direct clash between ordinary people and martial arts groups, and everyone was holding their breath, wanting to teach these noble lords a lesson.
When the ambush began, a large number of experts infiltrated the major cities of Wuji Palace to assassinate the city lords, city guard generals, prefects and magistrates in the government offices.
In fact, the higher-ups of the Martial God Temple had proposed a direct attack on the city.
However, Lin Feng rejected the idea, saying that if they attacked the city directly, the innocent civilians would likely suffer the most casualties.
However, Lin Feng agreed to let his men attack the subordinate sects of Wuji Palace.
The fifty teams of Wuji Palace were wiped out without a sound.
Because the common people were all from the Martial God Temple, no one informed the Wuji Palace. The news only reached the Wuji Palace at night.
The three Grandmaster Elders of Wuji Palace were furious.
"Impossible. How could fifty teams and 1.5 million martial artists just vanish without a trace?"
"Shouldn't at least a few have escaped back?"
“That’s 1.5 million martial artists, not 1.5 million sheep, and it’s a large army of martial artists led by innate martial artists.”
The Wuji Palace warrior who came to deliver the message knelt on one knee, trembling all over.
He was also somewhat incredulous, but all fifty teams had indeed lost contact.
Bang! The hot-tempered Elder Jian San slapped the messenger with his palm.
With a snap, the martial artist was smashed into a pile of minced meat, which splattered everywhere.
A piece of flesh even splattered onto Li Wanru's face.
Li Wanru silently wiped the bits of flesh off her face, cursing inwardly, "Let's see how long you can be so arrogant."
Elder Jianyi shouted, "Investigate! Send someone to investigate immediately. Make sure you get to the bottom of this!"
"Yes!"
A large group of disciples accepted the order and quickly withdrew.
While the disciples of Wuji Palace were out investigating, Lin Feng was holding a debriefing meeting for his subordinates.
Lin Feng addressed everyone in the Martial God Hall through his spiritual body: "This battle was fought beautifully, showcasing the might of our Martial God Hall."
All meritorious soldiers will receive an opportunity to be blessed with a sacred initiation.
The casualties were also well controlled this time.
Dear leaders, those who work with us are our brothers, not just cold, hard numbers. We must continue to uphold this spirit.
This time, the leaders of each team will be given a major commendation.
Those brothers who provided intelligence in secret, behind enemy lines, also deserve great credit and should be honored.
The greatest credit goes to the brothers who fought on the battlefield.
It's clear they've given it their all.
Why are they like this? It's all because they have a belief in their hearts.
This world does not belong to nobles and warriors, but to all the common people.
Our Martial God Hall represents the people of the world.
This victory is of great significance.
For the first time, the common people of the Divine Continent defeated noble warriors.
This is just the beginning. Sooner or later, our Martial God Palace will bring all the major sects down from their pedestals and return the world to the people.
The war has just begun; brothers, we must continue our efforts.
After Lin Feng finished speaking, deafening cheers erupted from the various Martial God Hall branches.
"Long live the Hall Master! Long live the Martial God Hall!"
Everyone was incredibly excited; they could already sense that a new era was about to be created in their hands.
At this moment, Lin Feng sat cross-legged on the mountaintop, waiting for the three grandmaster martial artists from Wuji Palace.
Lin Feng has already made his arrangements; the spies from Wuji Palace who go out to investigate will only be able to reach him.
The three grandmasters from Wuji Palace will definitely arrive at that time.
The victory during the day can only be considered half the battle; the other half rests on Lin Feng's shoulders.
The clash of peak military might is the key to winning or losing this war.
Lin Feng's Blood Sea clone will fight three Blood Sea Grandmasters alone atop this mountain.