Lu Yun held his broken arm and staggered through the woods, he tripped over something and fell headlong, but he struggled to get up at a very fast speed.

He gasped for breath and kept looking back, as if to make sure that no one was chasing him down.

Because of the movement, his wounds had already collapsed, not only the arm he had broken, but also the two sword wounds on his body.

This was left on him by a god puppet just now, and if it weren't for a swordsman brother who stopped the other party, he would have been a corpse by now.

Sadly, he could only desperately run backwards now, and go back to tell his master that the 300 masters he sent out were now almost lost.

As they were in the air, they were intercepted by some terrible weapon attacks, and they could only retreat to the ground, and before they could rest, they were surrounded by hordes of terrible puppets.

These golems were just as powerful, or more powerful, than the ones they had seen before. In particular, there is a puppet with a strange pattern of "circles and verticals" on its forehead, which is very powerful.

When they killed those god puppets before, it was because the other party had few people, and they could take the form of flanking or beating to kill the other party.

But now, there are too many of these puppets, much more than the masters of the Heavenly Sword God Sect. They are now the target of a siege, so they are at a disadvantage as soon as the war begins.

The feeling of relying on more people to bully fewer people, they haven't been happy enough, and they have been cooled by others once.

Now Lu Yun, while constantly running backwards, is thinking in his mind, thinking about a desperate question: Why does the other party also have so many masters?

The fundamental reason why their Heavenly Sword Divine Sect crisscrossed several worlds was because they had enough masters, so many that their opponents couldn't afford to consume them.

But now, Lu Yun found that the masters on both sides who had thrown themselves into the battlefield seemed to be no less opponents than the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect! In such a battle situation, the losses of the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect have been estimated before, much more.

Under such circumstances, the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect's plan to use an elder and a disciple to rule this new Cave Heaven Blessed Land seemed to be a bit too much.

In the face of such an enemy, even if the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect mobilized a few elders and dispatched tens of thousands of swordsmen, it might not be able to take it directly.

He had to hurry up, hurry up and bring the news back to his master, only in this way could he minimize his losses as much as possible.

As long as they ask the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect for help, they can get more troops, and they can crush their opponents more quickly!

Therefore, those masters who followed the big disciples of the white-clothed old man to fight here desperately broke through, hoping that they could send this exact news back to the white-haired old man. There was no way, they didn't have mobile phones, they didn't have radio equipment, and they couldn't immediately transmit their intelligence information.

They only have some props such as messenger jade plates, and such props obviously have no way to deliver the message completely.

At least in this respect, they are backward and primitive, and the electronic warfare units of the Iran Hill Empire cannot find the communication signals that need to be interfered with......

The battle was still going on brutally, and the white-clothed swordsmen who had finally broken through were retreating backwards in embarrassment.

(The speed of the code word is too slow, it can't be updated before 12 o'clock, and there is no fake bar, so I copied some words first, and it will be changed tomorrow, so don't be impatient)

Lu Yun held his broken arm and staggered through the woods, he tripped over something and fell headlong, but he struggled to get up at a very fast speed.

He gasped for breath and kept looking back, as if to make sure that no one was chasing him down.

Because of the movement, his wounds had already collapsed, not only the arm he had broken, but also the two sword wounds on his body.

This was left on him by a god puppet just now, and if it weren't for a swordsman brother who stopped the other party, he would have been a corpse by now.

Sadly, he could only desperately run backwards now, and go back to tell his master that the 300 masters he sent out were now almost lost.

As they were in the air, they were intercepted by some terrible weapon attacks, and they could only retreat to the ground, and before they could rest, they were surrounded by hordes of terrible puppets.

These golems were just as powerful, or more powerful, than the ones they had seen before. In particular, there is a puppet with a strange pattern of "circles and verticals" on its forehead, which is very powerful.

When they killed those god puppets before, it was because the other party had few people, and they could take the form of flanking or beating to kill the other party.

But now, there are too many of these puppets, much more than the masters of the Heavenly Sword God Sect. They are now the target of a siege, so they are at a disadvantage as soon as the war begins.

The feeling of relying on more people to bully fewer people, they haven't been happy enough, and they have been cooled by others once.

Now Lu Yun, while constantly running backwards, is thinking in his mind, thinking about a desperate question: Why does the other party also have so many masters?

The fundamental reason why their Heavenly Sword Divine Sect crisscrossed several worlds was because they had enough masters, so many that their opponents couldn't afford to consume them.

But now, Lu Yun found that the masters on both sides who had thrown themselves into the battlefield seemed to be no less opponents than the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect! In such a battle situation, the losses of the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect have been estimated before, much more.

Under such circumstances, the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect's plan to use an elder and a disciple to rule this new Cave Heaven Blessed Land seemed to be a bit too much.

In the face of such an enemy, even if the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect mobilized a few elders and dispatched tens of thousands of swordsmen, it might not be able to take it directly.

He had to hurry up, hurry up and bring the news back to his master, only in this way could he minimize his losses as much as possible.

As long as they ask the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect for help, they can get more troops, and they can crush their opponents more quickly!

Therefore, those masters who followed the big disciples of the white-clothed old man to fight here desperately broke through, hoping that they could send this exact news back to the white-haired old man. There was no way, they didn't have mobile phones, they didn't have radio equipment, and they couldn't immediately transmit their intelligence information.

They only have some props such as messenger jade plates, and such props obviously have no way to deliver the message completely.