The system is the proficiency panel

The south gate wall trembled violently under the bombardment of the giant martial saint, and the alloy bolt made a sharp groan of twisted metal. Ouyang Yun's wide sleeves fluttered and she had already stepped into the air above the city gate. The jade hairpin in her hair burst into green light and intertwined in front of her to form an eight-diagram formation.

"You dare to break the formation with just brute force?"

She pinched her fingers, and the Bagua formation suddenly expanded, covering the two martial saints. The giant on the left punched the formation pattern, and the recoil caused his arm armor to crack. The martial saint on the right suddenly opened his mouth, and the fragment of the holy stone in his throat lit up with a dazzling red light -

"Be careful with the sound waves!"

As soon as the monk on the top of the city wall shouted, the shock wave visible to the naked eye had already shattered the bricks and stones along the way. Ouyang Yun tapped the formation diagram lightly with her toes, and her figure floated back like catkins. The sound wave tore a three-meter-diameter hole in the place where she had stood before.

The sound of chains clanged in the smoke. Twelve golden chains shot out from Ouyang Yun's sleeves, like a spirit snake, and wrapped around the throat of the Martial Saint on the right. She suddenly pulled the chains tight, and the Martial Saint's huge body was thrown towards his companion. The shock wave of the collision between the two blew away dozens of Saint Church warriors around.

At the same time, the main battlefield of the North Gate had turned into a meat grinder. Above the battle formation of 700 monks, spiritual power condensed into a green giant sword, and each time it fell, it cleared a fan-shaped blank area. But the Saint Church warriors seemed endless. Before the corpses in the front row fell, the back row stepped on the corpses of their companions and continued to charge.

Gun smoke flooded over the north gate wall like a tide. Yue Feng stood at the core of the formation, with the formation plate in his hand full of cracks. He looked up outside the city, and saw the black torrent of Saint Church warriors constantly attacking the defense line. The most frightening thing was the two second and third level martial saints suspended in the air. They were surrounded by aura, and every time they attacked, the formation shook violently.

"Junior Brother Zuo, it looks like we need to stretch our muscles today."

Yue Feng grinned, fighting spirit rising in his eyes.

Zuo Benqing looked solemn, and he made a gesture with his fingertips. A water curtain spread out from the sky above the city wall, blocking the fist force from the Martial Saint. The moment the water curtain broke, twelve small jade swords flew out from his sleeves, turning into streams of light and stabbing at one of the second-level Martial Saints.

The Martial Saint sneered, crossed his arms in front of his chest, and his Qi condensed into a blood-red shield. The jade sword pierced into the shield, and before it hit the main body, the Martial Saint suddenly exerted force, and the shield exploded, shaking all the small swords away.

Zuo Benqing groaned, but did not give in. He formed seals with his hands, and the jade sword that was blown away drew a mysterious trajectory in the air, suddenly forming a sword formation, trapping the Martial Saint in it.

"Brother Yue, let's fight quickly and make a quick decision!"

Upon hearing this, Yue Feng flashed and jumped out of the barrier. He stepped into the air, and the long sword in his hand ignited red flames. Wherever the blade passed, the air twisted and exploded.

"cut!"

The blade flashed like a streak of silk, going straight for the head of another Martial Saint. The Martial Saint did not dodge, and his right fist, wrapped in blood-colored energy, blasted towards the blade.

boom--

The air wave exploded, and Yue Feng was knocked back several steps, his knuckles cracked, and blood dripped down his wrists. A deep blood mark also appeared on the fist armor of the Martial Saint, and he was chopped back several meters, and his Qi was disordered for a moment.

Yue Feng didn't waste any words, he turned his blade and rushed forward again. The two of them fought in a group, sword lights and fist shadows intertwined, and every collision set off a violent shock wave, clearing the battlefield below.

……

At the same time, on the plain outside the city, the battle between 20,000 mecha legions and tens of thousands of Holy Church warriors had reached a white-hot stage.

The mechas were silver-white, holding melee weapons and equipped with spiritual rifles on their backs. They moved swiftly, and every strike was precise and fierce. The blades cut through the warriors' throats, and the spiritual beams from the muzzles pierced through the enemy's chests.

"Third formation, concentrate fire!"

At the commander's command, thousands of mechas raised their guns at the same time, and spiritual power was compressed and condensed in the barrels. The next moment, thousands of blue light beams poured out like a rainstorm, tearing a gap in the charging team of warriors.

However, there were too many Saint Cult warriors. When the front row fell, the back row immediately filled in. They were fearless and some even rushed towards the mecha with explosives, and died together with them by self-destruction.

boom! boom! boom!

Amid the successive explosions, dozens of mechas were overturned, and flames engulfed their steel bodies. But soon, the backup mechas filled the gaps, and the defense line remained stable.

A Saint Church warrior roared and leaped up, slashing at the head of a mecha with a huge axe in his hand. The mecha reacted very quickly, dodging the axe blade sideways, and at the same time, the blade popped out from its right arm and pierced the warrior's abdomen. The martial artist grabbed the mecha's arm with a grim smile, and the internal energy gathered crazily.

"Let's die together!"

"boom!"

The shock wave from the self-detonation blew the mecha into pieces, and the wreckage fell like raindrops.

At the other end of the battlefield, an elite team of generals broke through the mecha defense line and rushed straight to the gap in the city wall. The leading general held two swords, and the swords flashed like lightning, instantly breaking the joints of the three mechas.

"Stop them!"

A team of mechas came forward with heavy steps, and the shoulder gun muzzles lit up with dazzling light. However, the general's figure was like a ghost, easily avoiding the gunfire, and the sword flashed, and the mecha's head flew high.

At the critical moment, dozens of runes suddenly lit up on the city wall, and spiritual power condensed into chains, tightly entangling the martial arts team.

"what is this?"

The general's face turned pale and he struggled to break free, but it was too late.

"put!"

Following an order, the crossbows on the city wall fired in unison, and poisoned arrows poured down like a rainstorm, nailing the team of generals into a hedgehog.

Although Yue Feng and Zuo Benqing relied on the formation to suppress the two Martial Saints in the sky, the Martial Saints had strong vitality and could not be killed for the time being.

The high-level combat forces of both sides were unable to get away, resulting in a stalemate in the battle, and the plain became a bloody mill.

……

Under the sky, Lin Ji flew with his sword, the Remaining Sun Sword pierced through the clouds, leaving a dazzling stream of light. His spiritual sense swept across the scorched earth below, and the spiritual power fluctuations in the direction of Hongxia City were like the sea before a storm, becoming increasingly violent and chaotic.

"As expected, they started to act."

He frowned slightly and was about to speed up when the clouds in front suddenly twisted and five figures emerged like ghosts, blocking the road in a fan shape.

The leader was wearing heavy armor, his gray curly hair dancing wildly in the strong wind, and the scar across his brow looked like a living thing under the reflection of the lightning - it was Raymond Hawke.

"Cultivator, this road is blocked."

Raymond's voice was like thunder, and the holy stone in his war hammer burst out dazzling blood light. Carter Doyle on his left had no expression on his face, and black aura was wrapped around his arms like a poisonous snake. On his right, three martial saints burst out with momentum at the same time, one holding two axes, one holding a chain hammer, and the last old woman's ten fingers were like hooks, and the fingertips were glowing with dark green poisonous light.

Lin Ji hovered in mid-air, the Canyang Sword trembling and making a clear sound. He glanced at the five people and a smile appeared on his lips.

"One fourth-rank martial saint, four third-rank martial saints... This lineup doesn't seem as good as last time. Why do you dare to stop me?"

"Hmph, you'll know if you try it."

Carter Doyle suddenly attacked, his figure turned into a shadow, and the black energy condensed into a giant python that pounced on Lin Ji's throat.

Almost at the same time, the double-axe warrior leaped high into the sky, and the axe blade chopped out a cross-shaped gust of wind; the chain hammer warrior swung the meteor hammer, and the chain stretched out a hundred meters, wrapping around Lin Ji's legs; the old woman opened her mouth and spewed out poisonous mist, and green clouds instantly covered half of the sky!