Volume 2, Chapter 79: Saints’ Chaotic Battle.
The twenty-one saints here will attack with all their strength.
Various skills came roaring in.
The star formation was broken almost instantly.
Those who set up the formation all vomited blood.
The formation was broken.
Skill Howling.
The waves followed.
The saints also rushed out at the first opportunity.
The four elders took the lead.
Fight with all your might.
"Divine Power Shock!"
"Divine power. Tear!"
The five great Buddhas shine with golden light.
The shadow of Buddha appears and descends into the mortal world.
Faintly above the sky, the sound of an ancient bell can be heard.
Chu Ge swung out his spear.
Rushing into the sky.
The determination to break into the enemy's territory is to die rather than live.
Xu Pingan carries the starlight with him.
The situation is extremely fierce.
Look at the opposite side.
Canghaixiao takes the lead.
Drive the surging waves and sweep forward.
Eleven Saints versus Twenty-one Saints.
A chaotic battle is about to begin.
Both sides used their killing moves.
Above the sky, the martial arts were whistling.
Covering the sky and the sun.
Human figures were passing by and flashing from time to time.
It seemed as if it wanted to shatter the sky.
The saints from Kyushu also joined the battle at this time.
The enemy's saints are nearly twice as many as ours.
There are also masters like Canghaixiao in charge.
In just a moment, he was at a disadvantage.
But even so, no one retreated.
With the addition of hundreds of saints.
The battlefield fell into a stalemate.
All this is thanks to Chao Xiao.
If it weren't for him, Tiandao Academy and Tingchao Pavilion, as well as those who supported him in entering the Saint Realm and the Transcendent Realm would have chosen to wait and see.
I'm afraid the battlefield will collapse at this moment.
Canghai smiled and waved his hand.
A huge wave arose out of nowhere.
Whizzing past.
Drink loudly in the mouth.
"If you don't know your own strength, you're like a mantis trying to stop a chariot."
The clan elder's gilded iron fist suddenly fell down.
"How dare you, the evil creature of Canghai, be so arrogant in my imperial city?"
at this time.
Outside Zhulu City, three hundred thousand iron hooves rushed over.
The fluttering military flags cover the sky and the sun.
The word "武" is written on them all.
These are King Wu's troops from Jizhou.
Seeing this, the general defending the city opened the city gate.
Three hundred thousand cavalrymen marched in.
Head straight to Zufeng.
King Wu put on his royal armor and raised his arms and shouted.
"Men of Jizhou, follow me to flatten Zufeng and clear the emperor's side."
“Ah, ah…”
"Kill him."
The sound of horse hooves.
Awakening.
Ten thousand years had passed since the entire Zhulu City was hit by such a large-scale battle again.
Fortunately, the entire Xicheng urban area had already been evacuated.
Otherwise, the casualties among civilians today would be incalculable.
Sky Saint Attack.
Those who have attained sainthood risk their lives just to hold back the enemy saint for a moment.
On the ground battlefield, the first wave of cavalry arrived.
"Form a formation!"
"roar...."
"Archers ready!"
"One salvo, fire!"
Swish swish...
"ah......"
“Oh…”
The war horses neighed and the earth seemed to tremble.
In the sky, the canopy was also shaking due to the saint's attack.
Echoing each other from a distance.
The cavalry charged and screams were heard.
One hundred thousand imperial guards rushed out and engaged in a fight with them.
The flash of swords and the sound of iron hooves.
Hand-to-hand combat broke out at any one place.
Captain Song shouted.
"Where are the Nancheng government soldiers?"
Eighty thousand Southern City Iron Army soldiers roared at the same time.
"I'm waiting."
"Follow me and kill all the invading enemies."
"kill!"
"kill!!"
"kill!!!"
The roar in the sky never stopped.
The screams of killing on the ground became more and more intense.
dark place.
The woman beside the White-haired Immortal said, "Protector, I'm afraid that Jiuzhou can no longer be defended."
The white-haired fairy touched his chin.
Of course he saw it.
The difference between saints is too great.
As a result, all the powerful saints in the sky battlefield had to devote their lives to the fight in order to delay the battle.
As a result, the ground battlefield will naturally become difficult.
Moreover, the charge of 300,000 cavalrymen is no joke.
If this place wasn't a mountain.
I'm afraid that the imperial guards will be wiped out in one encounter.
Although the Jizhou cavalry is not as elite as the northern cavalry.
But it is not bad, and their number is greater than that of the Northern Rogue Cavalry.
Naturally, the strength should not be underestimated.
The white-haired fairy seemed to be in deep thought and did not speak a word.
The man beside him asked: "Protector, should we take action?"
The white-haired fairy shook his head when he heard this.
"Our mission is to protect the Ye brothers and sisters. Wait until things get more chaotic, then we'll take action and leave with our men."
The battlefield is now too clear.
If you go up now, you might lose your life.
They are members of the Blood God Cult, so there is no need for them to risk their lives for Jiuzhou. Besides, the Blood God Cult was expelled from the Jiuzhou Empire back then.
Moreover, in his opinion, the Kyushu Empire was fighting in such a desperate manner because it was probably waiting for reinforcements.
Wait for the other three sects and the remaining saints of Jiuzhou to come to help.
But in the eyes of the White-haired Immortal.
There are only 26 saints in Jiuzhou now.
There are seven saints who have not appeared yet.
If we could arrive in time, the outcome would be uncertain.
If only Patriarch Lian could arrive in time.
Maybe Kyushu could actually have a glimmer of hope.
However, reinforcements are unlikely to arrive.
There are 40 saints in Canghai. How come only 16 saints were dispatched for such a war to destroy a nation?
In fact, at this moment, a total of 30 saints were dispatched from Canghai.
Fourteen of them had already been lying in ambush at the place where the three sects had to pass to enter the imperial city.
At this moment, he has already started fighting with the other party.
Their mission is not to kill the enemy, but to contain them.
At this time, a great battle broke out in Yanzhou.
Outside Yanyun Pass, the level of brutality was even more shocking than the battle for the throne.
Millions of people hedge against millions of people.
People are dying almost every second.
The blood had long melted the thick snow.
It gathered into a river of blood.
It keeps rushing and flows into the distance.
In addition to the biting cold wind, there was also a pungent smell of blood in the air.
Swords flashed, horses neighed, knives fell, and blood gushed out.
People and horses were thrown to the ground.
Ye Tingmu and Shou have been flying for a day and two nights without sleep.
He had a bad feeling in his heart, and his eyelids were twitching wildly.
He muttered to himself.
Faster, faster.
Shou flapped his wings madly regardless of his tiredness.
He chopped the flying snow into pieces and flew away.
It breaks through the air from time to time, appears, and breaks through the air.
He looked into the distance.
Pray in your heart.
"Nothing must happen, absolutely."
It was dark the whole time.
So no one knew how long it had been.
All I know is that Xicheng District was originally washed clean by the deep winter.
Now it is dyed blood red.
There were traces of burning flames everywhere.
There were also waves coming down from time to time, which washed the houses to pieces.
Soldiers kept falling.
The more people fight, the fewer there are!
The same position.
Many of Chao's descendants had already rushed forward with swords in hand.
The war continued to worsen.
Chao Tianque's eyes were always anxious.
He always looked at the sky in the distance.
He was waiting, waiting for reinforcements.
But as time goes by, it is still nowhere to be seen.
Logically speaking, it would only take half a day for the nearest Piaomiao Sect to reach Zhulu.
It should have arrived a long time ago, but there is still no sign of anyone.
This inevitably gave him a bad feeling.
Different from his anxiety.
Canghaixiao and others became more and more courageous as the battle went on.
He raised his hand, and the sea waves turned into long swords, killing another saint.
Then he turned into an afterimage and joined forces with the two saints to attack.
Kill the four elders.
The elders of the four clans have always been entangled with the two saints.
Now a top saint like Canghaixiao has joined.
He was outnumbered three, so naturally he couldn't win.
The long sword swept past and his head was cut off.
Canghai smiled and clenched his hands.
The dantian of the four elders was broken.
sudden.
His face was full of pride and complacency.
They, Canghai, had been planning for this battle for too long and had waited for too long.
They will not lose, and cannot lose.
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