The more than 800 people he controlled disappeared from everyone's sight, and no one knew where Liu Wuxie's team had gone.

"Strange, I saw Liu Wuxie's team was still here just now, why did they suddenly disappear?"

The monks standing on the Jiuxiao chessboard all frowned.

Even the experts from the Qianshan Sect and the Yu family showed a hint of suspicion.

Could it be that Liu Wuxie was planning to frame them again?

"Hmph, he only has more than 800 people. Even if he evolves all ten drops of Yellow Spring Water in his hand, he will only have more than 5,000 people. He is no match for us."

An Immortal Lord from the Chen family made a scornful sound.

In the face of absolute power, no skill can escape.

"Don't be careless!"

Chen Senshao asked everyone to cheer up to avoid falling into Liu Wuxie's trap.

It is recorded in Wumenqishu that in addition to the art of war, there is also a dabbling in marching.

For example, camouflage can use the power of the surrounding environment to integrate the soldier's body with the world and confuse the enemy.

A team of more than 800 people wore clothes made of leaves, covering their original clothes.

Easily integrated into the surrounding woods, it is difficult for ordinary people to detect their existence.

Divine consciousness cannot penetrate the Jiuxiao chessboard, and everyone can only rely on their eyes to distinguish the fighting situation underground.

Everyone's power is all imprisoned by the Jiuxiao chessboard.

The ghost eyes can only see further than they can, and have no real effect.

If you want to leave alive, you have to kill other teams desperately.

Brutal and bloody killings are happening all the time.

Who invented the Jiuxiao chessboard? This person must be murderous.

The team led by Elder Kong slowed down again.

"Kill them all!"

Chen Senshao gave an order, and three thousand soldiers rushed over from three directions and surrounded Elder Kong's 500 people.

The war is about to break out.

The six masters of the Chen family cooperated very well, and the three thousand soldiers advanced and retreated in a well-organized manner without any signs of disorder.

Liu Wuxie was able to defeat five thousand people in the canyon. In addition to skill, team chaos was also one of them.

When everyone in the improvised team faced a real life-and-death crisis, they all went their separate ways, and Liu Wuxie succeeded easily.

Every now and then, people disappear from the Jiuxiao chessboard.

Tens of thousands of monks came in, and within a few hours, hundreds of them died.

Death continues, and only a few people are destined to leave alive.

The army led by Yang Wan gradually encircled the mountain range where Liu Wuxie's army was located.

"Liu Wuxie, today is the day you die."

An Immortal Lord Realm disciple of the Yu family let out a ferocious laugh.

Not long ago, Liu Wuxie relied on the formation to kill Elder Yu Jiang, and they could finally take revenge.

The sound was far away, but it still reached Liu Wuxie's ears along the Jiuxiao chessboard.

"It's not that easy to kill me."

A strange smile appeared at the corner of Liu Wuxie's mouth.

Chen Senshao's team of 3,000 men started the battle without any hesitation.

The battle situation was fleeting, so as to avoid other changes, Chen Senshao didn't even say a word.

The army pressed hard, forcing Elder Kong's 500 men to retreat step by step.

A large number of leaves made a rustling sound, like countless wild animals running inside.

"I feel something is wrong! Where is Liu Wuxie's team?"

Several monks stood not far away from Liu Wuxie. They had been paying close attention to the movements of Liu Wuxie's team.

Since the team disappeared, it has never appeared again.

A shadow casts a shadow over everyone's hearts.

When you step onto the Jiuxiao chessboard, cultivation does not play any role, it relies on the use of the art of war.

Chen Senshao's team launched a fierce attack, and Elder Kong's 500-man army was forced to defend.
Chapter completed!