Chapter 106 The world is bustling with people, all for profit
Fusu, accompanied by Yu Yao and Lu Chuan, walked in front of the crowd. When he glanced at Jiang Shengtian, disdain appeared in his eyes. As people from the capital, they should have been united against the outside world at this time.
Then he looked at Shi Tian and said angrily: "Are you going to stand on their side too? Do you know what they are doing?"
Shi Tian shook his head expressionlessly and said, "It doesn't matter what they do. I'm just following the decision of the Yan Clan."
Seeing this, the Buddhist disciple sneered and said, "Fusu, you are too naive. Does it matter what you do?
"I tell you it doesn't matter at all, what matters is what you want!
"Fusheng wants the Buddha in his heart, the Shura Clan wants a way to completely control the power of their bloodline, and the Yan Clan and the Mountain Giant Clan want to join the Buddha Kingdom and gain a higher racial status!
"And I... want the powerful force from the creation era!
"Right and wrong? They are just eulogies written by the victors. Fusu, oh Fusu, it's because you Taoists are all like you that you have lost for so many years."
Fusu took a deep breath and said slowly, "That's why I'm proud to be a disciple of the Dao Sect!"
Seeing Fusu's unwillingness to breathe, the Buddhist disciple's face darkened and he said in a cold voice, "Raze this place."
The large number of people behind him instantly rushed towards Fu Yesi.
Seeing this, Liang Yuan roared, "Brothers of Fuye Division, it's time to perform meritorious deeds! Chop off heads! Go to the capital!"
Hundreds of Fuye Guards behind Liang Yuan drew their swords and charged forward, shouting in unison, "Chop off their heads! Go to the capital!"
The two teams collided with each other in an instant, and blood and flesh flew everywhere!
Liang Yuan also immediately confronted Banfeng, the powerful man from the Mountain Giant Clan.
In the back, Yu Yao and Lu Chuan looked at Fusu with a little worry.
But Fusu shook his head and said firmly: "It's okay, I will deal with the Buddha's disciples, and I will leave the rest to you."
In an instant, the field was divided into three battlefields.
The powerful one against the powerful one, the genius against the genius, the soldier against the soldier.
The end of this battle depends on which side can win first in the three battlefields.
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In a foggy gray-white space.
There is an endless black ocean, and the inky black sea water is rolling violently at this moment.
And in this black ocean, a sesame seed emitting white light floats on the surface.
However, upon closer inspection, it was not a sesame seed at all, but a naked person emitting white light.
Judging from his appearance, it was Zhou Zhilu.
But at this moment, he had his eyes closed tightly and had no idea what was happening.
Until the roar and noise from the outside world reached this space... the white Zhou Zhilu on the sea suddenly opened his eyes.
At the same time, in the inner hall of the Buddhist World Fuye Division branch, Zhou Zhilu suddenly sat up from the bed.
The oppression brought by the soul made Zhou Zhilu, who had just woken up, gasp for breath continuously, and sweat soaked his back.
"Quick! Go find some backup! Anyone will do!"
"Hurry up and get to the north gate! Anyone who can still move, get forward! No one is allowed to retreat!"
"Where are the treatment team? Come quickly! He's only breathing his last breath!"
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The noisy sound outside attracted Zhou Zhilu's attention and he hurried out of the inner hall.
The small Fuyesi Square seemed even more crowded at this moment. Rows of seriously injured Fuye guards lay on the ground, and more than a dozen treatment team members were constantly shuttling back and forth in the crowd.
Seeing this, Zhou Zhilu quickly walked out of the inner hall, and the shouts and sounds of swords and knives from outside came towards him.
Above the sky, Liang Yuan and several other unknown strong men could be vaguely seen engaged in a melee;
On the distant beams, Yu Yao's fairy fox and Fusu's thunder appeared one after another;
Finally, what was right before our eyes was the fight between many Fuye Guards and disciples of various tribes!
At this moment, someone suddenly shouted, "Enemy troops are attacking from the west! They are soldiers from the Southern Dynasty!"
Zhou Zhilu immediately climbed to the roof and looked to the west, and saw that the envoys from the Southern Dynasty who came to the Buddhist world were all holding weapons and rushing towards this place.
Although the number is not large, there are still three or four hundred people. Fu Ye Si's side has fewer people than the enemy, and they can only hold on to this point because of their better individual quality.
This group of people from the Southern Dynasty who were well prepared would definitely be difficult to deal with. If they were to intervene at this time, the situation would probably become completely one-sided!
Zhou Zhilu gritted his teeth, looked around, grabbed a Fuye Guard and asked loudly, "Is there any support?"
The Fuye Guard was sweating profusely, his face filled with anxiety as he spoke, "We've already sent for reinforcements, but the Buddhist disciples are struggling to protect themselves, and the Wood Spirits and other tribes are unwilling to help. Only the imperial army from the capital still has some manpower, but they're busy clearing out the enemies outside the city gates, so it'll take time for them to arrive!"
Zhou Zhilu smiled bitterly when he heard this. Time...what he lacks most now is time.
In desperation, he could only pick up two long swords from the ground and run towards the Southern Dynasty soldiers.
No matter what, we must stop them and delay them until reinforcements arrive!
Otherwise, once the battle here is over, Fusu will undoubtedly be defeated under the siege. Like a snowball, the defeat in one battlefield will affect the entire situation!
Seeing the crowd rushing towards him, Zhou Zhilu's two swords emitted an extreme coldness, instantly freezing the walls of the houses on both sides of the road.
Then he swung his sword again and again, breaking the ice and causing the wall to collapse, blocking the center of the road.
Flames burst out from the knife again, instantly igniting the roadblock.
However, just as he did all this, he saw several figures roaring and suddenly emerging from the flames.
Zhou Zhilu was quick-witted and swift-handed, stabbing the Southern Dynasty soldier who had just escaped from the fire with a knife.
Then two phantoms, one white and one red, walked out from behind him and attacked to both sides.
However, even though Zhou Zhilu used an ambush to kill dozens of people in succession, there were still three or four hundred people on the opposite side!
Zhou Zhilu, who was alone, was unable to resist at all and could only resort to some means to kill some outposts.
The roadblocks were smashed to pieces, and the enemy's army formation advanced step by step towards Zhou Zhilu.
Zhou Zhilu clenched the long sword in his hand, anxiously waiting for support from the imperial army in the rear, while racking his brains to think of how to delay these people.
However, at this moment, a long spear fell from the sky and instantly pierced between Zhou Zhilu and the Southern Dynasty army.
At this moment, a frail young man jumped down from the roof on the side and stepped on the spear.
The young man turned his head and smiled at Zhou Zhilu, teasing him, "Brother Zhou, it's been a long time since we last met. How have you been? I've missed you terribly since we last met in the capital."
When Zhou Zhilu saw the young man's face, he was stunned for a moment. He would certainly not forget this face, the person who gave him the most painful experience since he came to this world!
His eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at the young man with wide eyes, gritting his teeth and saying:
"Jiang Yanli!"
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