Chapter 520 Bloody Battle between Sects

Kill!

Defend the Sect!

You have to step over our dead bodies if you want to pass!

In the Swordsmanship-seeking Mountain Range, on a mountain platform less than six kilometers away from the first stairway of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect, the killing sounds reached the heavens. The Qi power and the inscription power surged wildly. Bones were piling like mountains, blood flowed like rivers, broken limbs were flying in all directions, and screams were heard all over the battlefield.

A life-and-death battle was taking place.

Figures flashed.

Hundreds of disciples of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sectdressed in white and golden swordsman uniforms with soft armor on topheld long swords in their hands. They shouted to fight to death. Although they were injured all over and were almost exhausted, they were still stuck in the formation and refused to take a step back.

The opposite force was made up of dozens of sects and forces in Snow Province; their numbers were dozens of times more than those of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect.

The battle had lasted for more than six hours, having begun at midnight from the night before.

That was the first barrier protecting the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect. It was called the Sword Gate, three or four kilometers away from the Sword-cleansing Pond at the foot of the mountain, the first level of the mountain-protecting formation.

After thousands of years of accumulation and good management, the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect had set up a large number of killing formations. It was easy to defend but difficult to attack. The light shield protected the Swordsmanship-seeking Sects disciples. At such a critical moment, more than two hundred inner disciples were guarding the pass. The guarding master in charge was Wang Juefeng, the cynical man.

Enemies charged toward them like a tidal wave for twelve hours.

An opposite master made a small breach in the inscription formation and entered it.

During such a fierce fight, the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect had already lost 70 or 80 of their elite disciples.

Even Wang Juefeng, an innate master, had scars all over his body.

In fact, if Wang Juefeng had not withstood most of the other sides masters by himself in the uphill battle, the pass would have been broken through long before.

Although the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect had been dispatching masters continuously, more enemies kept coming.

That pass became a life millstone.

During those twelve hours, in addition to the Swordsmanship-seeking Sects disciples, at least thousands of people had perished there.

Blood flowed along the mountain road. The blood was spilled on the ground, dyeing the rocks and snow red. Torn limbs were seen everywhere. The warriors looked ferocious. Some of them were seriously injured and could not be cured, but they were still screaming and twitching, struggling like wounded beasts

The place had become a shura hell.

Fortunately, the masters on both sides didnt take part in the battle.

It was an early probing. Obviously, the forces behind the Tranquility Academy wanted to exhaust the effective forces of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect with a massive-crowd strategy, while quietly waiting for the time to launch a final attack.

According to the fight progress and communications, the masters from the super sects of the other major provinces in the Northern Region would not appear.

This gave a glimmer of hope to the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect.

Kill!

Wang Juefeng struck out with his sword.

The sword light surged and cut three enemies at the Inborn Martial Grandmaster Realm into two parts.

In the past twelve hours, no one knew how many times he had struck with his sword. His arms were swollen and numb, the Qi in his body was on the brink of exhaustion and his meridians were in pain. However, the enemies kept surrounding him, so he had to clench his teeth and hold on.

How long could such a battle last?

What would be the Swordsmanship-seeking Sects fate?

He didnt even want to think about it.

He had no time to think about it.

Wang Juefeng believed firmly that as long as he killed one more enemy, the haze over the Sect might be reduced a little.

He was already drenched in blood.

The blood was both his own and his enemys.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

There was a series of explosions.

The inscription formation not far away was breaking and losing its efficacy.

The light shield that had been flashing to block more enemies from invading was also breaking down little by little. Not only a few breaches were made, but the formations were all broken. The underground inscription formation and the ones laid in the rocks were destroyed, the effect was gradually fading.

We must retreat. Without the blessing and obstruction cast by the inscription formation, a large number of enemies can appear at the same time without any hindrance. They will wipe us out with their numbers!

However, if they retreated, the Sword Gate would be completely lost.

As a result, there would be less than six gates left for the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect. If one gate was lost, they would be much closer.

Buzz!

A loud bell sounded from the mountain gate far away.

That was the Sects retreat signal.

Retreat!

Wang Juefeng no longer hesitated.

He shouted and waved his long sword, signaling for the Sects disciples to retreat immediately, while he stayed behind to block attacks.

The methodology used for training disciples of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect had always insisted on using what was effective at the moment. More than a hundred injured disciples, although defeated, still made their retreat in an orderly manner. They didnt seem to be in a mess at all. They walke