Mythical Cultivation

Wu Ming and the other three attacked almost at the same time, and the true energy in their bodies circulated rapidly like a raging torrent.

His figure moved swiftly like a ghost, skillfully dodging the fierce attack of the Blood-Weeping Whip.

Moreover, surprisingly, the four of them did not raise any shields to protect themselves as they had done before, but attacked with all their strength.

It seemed as if he was completely unconcerned about the power of the Blood-Crying Whip. It was obvious that he had full confidence in his own strength and firmly believed that the opponent's Blood-Crying Whip would never be able to hit him.

While Wu Ming and the other three were nimbly dodging the Blood-Weeping Whip, the flying swords in their hands also shot out like lightning, carrying the blazing rage of their owners, and slashed straight towards the two Blood Evil Sect monks.

The flying sword was as fast as lightning and its power was astonishing. In the blink of an eye, it had approached the two Blood Evil Sect monks.

Faced with such a ferocious attack, the two monks from the Blood Evil Sect were obviously caught off guard. They desperately commanded the Blood-Weeping Whips to resist, but it was all in vain.

After only two rounds of fighting, the two Blood Evil Sect monks were killed by the flying swords of Wu Ming and his four companions, without even having time to let out a scream.

On the front battlefield, the fight between the Righteous Alliance and the Blood Evil Sect is nearing its end.

The monks of the Righteous Alliance clearly had an absolute advantage. Their attacks were as fierce as a storm, while the monks of the Blood Evil Sect were defeated under this powerful offensive.

Seeing that the battle was about to end, there was no need for Wu Ming and the other three to take any more action.

After the last cultivator from the Blood Evil Sect was killed, the fierce battle finally came to an end.

A group of monks from the Righteous Alliance began to clean up the battlefield. They cut off the heads of the Blood Evil Sect monks one by one, and then carefully put away the trophies, preparing to go to the Qingyun Sect later to exchange them for corresponding rewards.

After cleaning up the battlefield, Shen Zhiyuan, Cui Hongfu and Xiang Xinghe finally had time to pay attention to the casualties of their subordinates.

Although the battle ended with the victory of the three major forces of the Righteous Alliance, they could not feel any joy.

First of all, the biggest fish - the elder of the Blood Evil Sect actually escaped, which is undoubtedly a huge regret.

Originally, they planned to capture him in one fell swoop to prevent future troubles, but now he has escaped. This means that the Blood Evil Sect may still make a comeback and pose a greater threat to them.

Secondly, the Foundation Establishment cultivators they brought with them also suffered heavy casualties.

After careful statistics, it was found that five righteous monks were completely killed in this battle and left this world forever.

Among the remaining twenty-one people, except for Wu Ming and four others, almost all the others were seriously injured, and their injuries were quite serious. Among them, no less than seven or eight people were seriously injured.

Although they successfully annihilated more than ten foundation-building cultivators from the Blood Evil Sect, it was indeed a great victory in terms of numbers.

But when they saw the tragic situation on their side, a thick shadow still shrouded the hearts of Shen Zhiyuan and others.

These monks are their elite force, and the loss of each one makes them heartbroken.

Wu Ming looked at the people in front of him. There was no joy of victory on their faces, which made him feel puzzled.

However, with his keen insight, he was able to roughly guess the reason - these people were obviously feeling heavy-hearted because of the injuries of their own monks.

However, Wu Ming did not choose to say anything comforting.

He knew very well that at this moment, whatever he said might be regarded as disrespectful to these people.

You know, in a large sect like Qingyun Sect, a foundation-building cultivator is just an inner disciple.

There are many foundation-building monks in the sect, and their number is countless, so even if a few are lost, it will not cause too much waves.

Because for the entire sect, the foundation-building cultivators can only be regarded as the backbone.

The loss of the foundation-building monks will not be too serious for others except for those who have relatives or friends who are sad and upset.

However, for third-rate forces like Shen Zhiyuan, the situation is completely different.

Cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage are extremely rare among these forces.

Even the most powerful of them, the Biluo Sword Sect, only has a few dozen foundation-building cultivators.

It can be said that foundation-building cultivators are already the high-end combat force in their forces. Cultivating each one requires a lot of resources and time, which is really hard-won.

Therefore, the loss of a foundation-building cultivator is undoubtedly a heavy blow to their forces. How could it not make them extremely heartbroken?

This is also the reason why they showed sadness on their faces after the statistics.

After some meticulous statistics, the final results finally surfaced.

Shen Zhiyuan's alliance suffered heavy losses, with two cultivators in the Foundation Establishment stage unfortunately dying, which is extremely regrettable.

The Biluo Sword Sect was also not spared, and two foundation-building cultivators died.

In comparison, the situation on the Cui family's side was slightly better, having only lost one cultivator in the Foundation Establishment stage.

Although the Cui family suffered less losses than the alliance and the Biluo Sword Sect, this did not make Cui Hongfu look good.

Because all the relatives in the Cui family are blood relatives, and the deceased middle-aged man is his cousin.

However, what made Shen Zhiyuan even more worried was that most of the seriously injured monks were concentrated on their alliance side, as many as five of them!

These seriously injured monks are in critical condition and need urgent medical treatment.

Fortunately, they had a lot of healing medicine on them, which allowed them to stabilize their injuries in time.

The Biluo Sword Sect and the Cui family were relatively better off, with only two or three people each seriously injured.

After the three parties had collected the bodies of their companions who had unfortunately died, they controlled their flying swords with heavy hearts and slowly flew back to the town where they had been stationed before.

As soon as they arrived in the town, everyone started to treat their injuries without stopping.

"Although the Blood Demon Sect's plan ultimately failed this time, such a major event has occurred in Baiye County, so we still have to notify the sect first." Wu Ming thought to himself.

He was well aware that the incident involving the Blood Demon Sect cultivators had a serious impact, and that he had the responsibility to report the details to the sect.

So, Wu Ming took out the flying sword without hesitation, wrote down the whole story on it, and then released the flying sword.

Watching the flying sword gradually fly away, Wu Ming breathed a sigh of relief and recovered his true energy.

The letter has been sent. I just hope that the sect can receive the news as soon as possible and take appropriate measures to deal with this situation.