Chapter 71 Overlord Becomes Demonic for Igan

North Luo City.

Lu Changkong was dressed in black armor, standing with a sword across his shoulder, his back straight, like a spear pointing straight to the sky, standing on the city wall.

Beside him, Luo Yue had a solemn expression on his face, squinting his eyes as he stared at the end of the horizon of the plain outside the city.

"Lao Luo, are you worried about Chengzi?"

Lu Changkong turned his head, glanced at Luo Yue and said.

Luo Yue's weather-beaten face remained serious.

"He has fought his way up from a small pawn to where he is today. I believe he knows what he is doing."

"Besides, it is his honor to die for Beiluo."

Luo Yue, Tao.

"When the immortal fate came to the world, all parties gathered together, including the various schools of thought, the governors of various counties, and even His Majesty and the Imperial Master in the capital, all sent people to intervene... This is a storm that swept across the entire Great Zhou Dynasty."

Lu Changkong said slowly.

"City Lord, everyone is going to fight for the chance to become an immortal, so the pressure on the Great Zhou should be much less."

Luo Yue asked the questions in his mind.

When the Immortal Fate appears, many forces will chase after it. Wouldn't the pressure on the Great Zhou be reduced? Lu Changkong looked at the end of the horizon with a deep gaze.

"Do you think the appearance of Xianyuan will ease the current situation in Da Zhou?"

"Wrong..."

"Immortal fate is a huge variable that affects the overall situation of the world. Immortal fate can cultivate cultivators, and when there are more cultivators, the nature of the war will change."

"It's not obvious in the early days of the Immortal Fate, but the longer it drags on, the more the battle will favor the side that has cultivated more practitioners."

Lu Changkong said slowly.

At the end of the horizon, there were horses galloping, raising clouds of dust.

However, he did not stop talking, but continued: "It is impossible for all forces to stop fighting and make peace. Therefore, the only way is to quickly decide the outcome of the Great Zhou Dynasty, whether it is the fall of the Great Zhou Dynasty or the suppression of the rebels, so that the other side can free up their hands to control the cultivators of the world."

Luo Yue seemed to understand what Lu Changkong said.

"But how can the war end so easily? The Imperial Capital is protected by six major fortresses, and the coalition forces may not be able to easily break through the six fortresses and reach the Imperial Capital."

"According to my subordinates, this war may last another five or six years."

Luo Yue said.

"Five or six years?" Lu Changkong smiled.

“Some people don’t want to.”

"The Great Zhou Dynasty was backed by Confucianism, and the Mohists, who had always been at odds with Confucianism, spread their disciples among the governors of various counties. Only by overthrowing the rule of the Great Zhou Dynasty and establishing a new dynasty could the Mohists promote their ideas."

"In fact, everything is now under the control of the Mo family. The Mo family's big net is spread all over the world, eroding the Great Zhou step by step... But the appearance of Xianyuan is like a bright fire that falls on the net. If the Mo family is not careful, this net will be burned to ashes, and all calculations will be in vain."

Lu Changkong shook his head, looking at the horses galloping in the distance, and said slowly: "With the fall of the first generation of Mohist masters, the current generation of Mohists is weaker than the previous one. Their original intentions have been swallowed up by ambitions and have changed."

…

The carriage was wobbling.

Xiang Shaoyun was sitting in a carriage, guarded by a group of soldiers, and was about to retreat to Xijun.

Inside the car, Luo Mingsang was wearing a plain white gauze skirt and rubbing Xiang Shaoyun's wound with a handkerchief in her hand.

In the Immortal Palace, Xiang Shaoyun wore the thickest armor and received the most severe beatings.

The carriage was quiet. He closed his eyes and enjoyed Luo Mingsang's service, while studying the method of cultivating immortals he got from the Immortal Palace.

suddenly.

The sound of a horse neighing could be heard.

Xiang Shaoyun, who had his eyes closed, suddenly opened them.

The sharp eyes are like sharp arrows, ready to tear the sky apart.

He pressed Luo Mingsang's shoulders with his big hands, "You stay in the carriage."

Xiang Shaoyun said.

Worry appeared on Luo Mingsang's beautiful face, and she seemed to want to say something but stopped herself.

"What do I, the Overlord, have to fear from you, a mere scoundrel?"

Xiang Shaoyun smiled confidently.

Then he got out of the carriage.

The driver died.

He was nailed to the car door by an arrow.

Outside the mountains, there were soldiers everywhere, and many generals were full of energy.

Xiang Shaoyun took a quick look and roughly counted them, there were about five to six thousand people.

After a barrage of arrows, only less than a hundred people were left of Xiang Shaoyun's Xijun cavalry.

One hundred versus five thousand...

The enemy also has master warriors and many first-rate warriors.

"Prefect!"

The moment Xiang Shaoyun got off the car, a general looked at him with bloodshot eyes.

"We've fallen into a trap!"

"These are the soldiers of Liu He, the governor of Pingyang County!"

"We will help the governor break out of the encirclement!"

The soldiers of Xi County are all brave and fearless, but the current situation is too hopeless.

far away.

There are flags flying.

There was a man in silver-white military uniform, guarded by many generals, looking at Xiang Shaoyun.

"As expected... Overlord Duoxianyuan was seriously injured. This is a rare opportunity to get rid of Overlord."

Liu He, the governor of Pingyang County, dressed in silver-white military uniform, chuckled.

He held a small flag in his hand and raised it gently. Suddenly, the soldiers in the mountains raised their spears and drew their bows and arrows.

"How did you know that this prefect was seriously injured? How did you know that this prefect had changed his return route?"

Xiang Shaoyun looked at Liu He.

"In the underworld, someone will tell Overlord you."

The man chuckled, and then suddenly swept the flag.

"kill!"

"Whoever takes the Overlord's head will be rewarded with 10,000 taels of silver!"

The words fell.

The shouts and cries of killing suddenly shook the sky.

Arrows whizzed out one after another.

There was a roar of blood and energy among the mountains, and the great sounds of the Grandmaster echoed.

It was as if the sky was spinning and the earth was spinning, startling the birds and crows in the mountains.

Xiang Shaoyun's burly body suddenly became a little desolate, and he slowly closed his eyes.

He had actually guessed many things.

"Uncle, from today on, my Xiang family and the Mo family...will no longer have anything to do with each other."

Xiang Shaoyun suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes sharp.

He grabbed the halberd behind his back with both hands and swept it violently.

Cut off the arrows shot from the air, all of them were cut into two pieces.

"Where are my West County warriors?!"

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"Do you dare to follow me to kill the enemy?"

Xiang Shaoyun roared, his black hair flying, and murderous intent in his eyes.

The one hundred soldiers and generals behind him also had red eyes and roared in response to Xiang Shaoyun, brandishing their weapons with high morale as they charged out.

One hundred versus five thousand...

They are fearless and unafraid of death.

Xiang Shaoyun was as ferocious as a wolf or a tiger. Densely packed soldiers rushed over and covered his body.

The long axe swept across like a gust of wind.

The spears in the soldiers' hands were all cut off, and more than a dozen soldiers were chopped away.

The master warriors under the command of the Pingyang County Prefect came and, together with nearly ten first-rate warriors and generals, surrounded and killed Xiang Shaoyun.

The setting sun was as red as blood, pouring down from the sky and covering the entire battlefield.

Blood splattered for several meters and corpses were scattered all over the ground.

On the slope.

Liu He, the prefect of Pingyang County, had a grim look on his face. He waved the flag again and again. He didn't know how many times he shouted "Kill" and his voice became hoarse.

By his side, the counselor comforted him again and again.

"No matter how strong Xiang Shaoyun is, he is only a warrior. Even if he is a great master, he cannot stop thousands of soldiers from surrounding him!"

"Today, Overlord is destined to shed blood!"

Around Xiang Shaoyun's carriage, corpses were piled up layer upon layer.

The carriage was splattered red with blood.

Xiang Shaoyun brandished his Ganqi, killing enemies so that they could hardly get close to the carriage.

He was panting like a dragon. He was a human being after all, and his arms felt like they were filled with lead.

However, the densely packed and huge crowds of soldiers continued to attack.

All the Xijun cavalry were killed, and their horses were stabbed to death by spears.

Several first- and second-rate warriors were pierced through by spears and fell to their knees.

The expression before death, looking at Xiang Shaoyun with fanaticism and regret.

Xiang Shaoyun's eyes were bloodshot with murderous intent. He once boasted himself to be at the pinnacle of martial arts.

He is a genius, he is a natural commander.

But……

Now, facing such a desperate situation, he only hated his own weakness and powerlessness.

If only he could be stronger!

He can be as powerful as an immortal!

Xiang Shaoyun roared, the spiritual energy in his Qi Dan circulated, the long axe spun at high speed, and countless blood flowers splashed.

The spiritual energy was released, creating a vast void around his body.

But he only had five strands of spiritual energy, and after slaughtering hundreds of people, his Qi Pill was completely empty.

Inside the carriage.

Luo Mingsang lifted the curtain, holding a slender sword, her long skirt floating, her light skills performed, her black hair flowing, and she stood in front of Xiang Shaoyun.

In just a moment, her dress was covered in blood.

"Shaoyun..."

Luo Mingsang leaned against Xiang Shaoyun.

Xiang Shaoyun looked at Luo Mingsang, who was covered in blood. He was originally fearless, but suddenly fear and terror appeared on his face.

He was afraid that the woman in front of him would turn into a cold corpse. He was afraid that her voice, appearance and smile would disappear like fireworks.

He waved the Gan Qi, and his mind was rapidly running the "Haoran Yunling Jue" he got from the Immortal Palace. He wanted to restore his spiritual energy and protect the people he wanted to protect.

"Hurry! I need spiritual energy!"

Xiang Shaoyun's eyes were red. He killed a soldier with one axe, breathing like a dragon and letting out a low roar.

He frantically moved spiritual energy according to the Soul Movement Technique, and he frantically suppressed his own potential.

Looking at Luo Mingsang who was overwhelmed by the soldiers.

He was scared and he howled to the sky.

Boom! Suddenly.

With a loud bang, Xiang Shaoyun's body shook.

…

Beiluo, an island in the middle of the lake.

The setting sun is as red as blood, sprinkling on the sparkling Beiluo Lake. Fishing boats are wandering around, and fishermen are casting nets to catch fish. The wind occasionally carries the fishermen's loud singing.

Lu Fan, who was curled up in a wheelchair, enjoying the sunset lake view comfortably, suddenly raised his eyebrows slightly.

A system prompt popped up in front of him.

"Inspection of Xiang Shaoyun's inverted "Spirit Movement Technique" meets the standard of 'entering the devil' and can condense the devil seed..."

"Host, please choose to remove the 'demon possession' or create the 'demon path'."

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on Lu Fan's face, reflecting his stunned expression.

Lu Fan stared, his mind moved, and the picture in front of him began to flash quickly, with lines jumping.

Suddenly I saw the scene a hundred miles away.

Blood was flowing and corpses were everywhere...

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