"Yang Zhen, you should think of a solution quickly, or should we retreat?"

A group of people were in a panic, looking horrified and pale, and they were all howling and saying all kinds of things.

Ji Yourong glanced at Gao Pei Yang Zhen, and saw that Gao Pei Yang Zhen also showed a look of despair on his face. He shook his head, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes again. Suddenly, he said in a deep voice: "Everyone, form a wild goose shape, protect each other, and let's rush out."

"Yes!" High-ranking Yang Zhen gritted his teeth and said, "Charge out with me, the Saint of Sao. As long as we get out of the range of this Desolate Heaven Festival, the situation will definitely get better."

At this moment, a buzzing sound was heard from the black waves, and several rays of light suddenly burst out from the place where the people from the Tianxue Holy Land were. Amid the loud noise, countless rocks and earth waves rushed into the sky, and hundreds of black puppets were blown away. In mid-air, they were chopped into pieces by sword beams.

Yang Zhen was amazed. He stood in a row with everyone else, staring with wide eyes at the battle between the disciples of Tianxue Holy Land. His eyes were suddenly opened.

Most of the disciples of Tianxue Holy Land use a strange weapon that is neither a sword nor a knife. They can chop and stab. Every move they make carries a cold murderous aura. Moreover, the true energy in these people's bodies explodes as if it is free. It is so terrifying that people wonder if they will fight to the death right from the start.

Seeing that many disciples of Tianxue Holy Land were fighting desperately, many cultivators behind Gao Pei Yang Zhen also roared in unison and slashed at the black puppet that was rushing towards them with their swords.

The war was about to break out, and countless black puppets rushed up. Before they reached the crowd, a violent true energy burst out from their bodies, and with a bang, a huge wave of energy rushed towards the black puppets.

Boom! A loud noise that shook the earth was heard, and all the black puppets in the front exploded, with broken arms and limbs flying everywhere, and the scene was in a mess.

Yang Zhen looked at Ji Yourong in surprise as he saw her explode. Like everyone else, he was also shocked.

The weapon in Ji Yourong's hand was like a crescent moon, emitting a hazy light and as sharp as the wind. It was even colder than the moon shadow in the girl's hand.

It is obvious that the strange weapon in Ji Yourong's hand is a spiritual treasure that is comparable to a holy weapon, or even more powerful than a holy weapon.

Seeing this scene, everyone exclaimed, and then the exclamations turned into cheers. Everyone took action together, and for a moment, they managed to tear a hole in the overwhelming wave of black puppets.

Yang Zhen picked up a long sword at random and stabbed the black puppets one by one. He secretly looked at Ji Yourong's martial arts skills while observing these black puppets.

For some reason, Yang Zhen always felt that these black puppets seemed familiar. They looked... very much like the black ghost monster he killed.

They were all skinny and as black as ink, with sticky stuff on their bodies that was as smooth as black mirrors.

Especially the hands of these black puppets, which look like claws and legs, and look very similar to the strong men of the Black Death Clan.

Oh my!

Yang Zhen was immediately amused. Could it be that the Black Death Clan evolved from these black puppets? If so, it would be very funny.

Boom! All the cultivators in the entire Earth Yuan rushed into the black puppet torrent. The violent air waves exploded instantly, and everyone was hit by an unprecedented impact. For a moment, everyone was panicked, but they also burst out with the unique momentum of human cultivators. For a moment, everyone used all their means to forcibly create a torrent on the hole that had just been torn.

Yang Zhen was observing the disciples of the Tianxue Holy Land when he suddenly heard a clear and delicate voice from the side: "Be careful with epilepsy!"

Epilepsy? Damn, there are people with such a bad name? Yang Zhen was stunned, and when he looked back, he saw Ji Yourong staring at him angrily, and he immediately reacted.

It seemed like the name he just casually said was Yang Dianfeng.

"Miss Yourong is talking about me?"

Yang Zhen was bored and stabbed a black puppet to death. He nodded and said, "Don't worry, I... I won't underestimate any opponent. Even a lion will use all its strength to fight a rabbit, let alone a critical moment like this."

The lion fights the rabbit!

Ji Yourong was stunned when he heard Yang Zhen's words.

But everyone looked at Yang Zhen with a confused look. Damn, is this how your family uses all their strength? Others use all their strength, wishing they could have more hands to kill, but you slowly stabbed a black puppet to death, and then slowly stabbed another black puppet to death. Is this called going all out? Ji Yourong snorted, but he had no way to deal with Yang Zhen. Anyway, Yang Zhen would not be negligent for a while, so the pressure on everyone was not that great.

At this moment, Ji Yourong suddenly leaped up and came to Yang Zhen's side. He looked at Yang Zhen and said, "I don't care where you come from. Since we are acting together, please consider yourself as one of us."

Yang Zhen nodded hurriedly and said, "Okay, okay!"

As he said that, Yang Zhen turned around, roared, and used all his strength to kill a black puppet that rushed up with a sword, and shouted: "Brothers, kill it, Second Battalion Commander, where is your Italian cannon? Pull it up for me."

Ji Yourong seemed to be frightened by Yang Zhen's roar, and she looked at Yang Zhen with a dazed expression on her pure and innocent face.

The others were also shocked. Seeing Yang Zhen's desperate posture, they hurriedly advised, "Yang Dianfeng, don't do anything reckless. Now we will all suffer together. Don't hold us back."

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"Yes, Fellow Daoist Yang Dianfeng, if we all work together and under the leadership of Yang Zhen and Miss Ji, maybe we will be able to get through this soon."

Gao Pei Yang Zhen's face also darkened, and he said to Yang Dianfeng: "Daoyou Yang Dianfeng, although I don't know what the Italian cannon you are talking about is, how can mortal artillery cause damage to these black puppets? You should not... No... What is this?"

Everyone stared at the cat on Yang Zhen's shoulder in amazement. The cat lazily took out two miniature cannons, placed them on Yang Zhen's shoulders, and tapped them lightly with its paw out of boredom.

"Yang Dianfeng you..."

Boom! A loud noise shook the world, and everyone was startled. They watched as a horrible light burst out from the small Italian cannon, clearing a path for the endless black puppets in the blink of an eye. They immediately opened their mouths wide.

Even Ji Yourong was shocked, looking at the two 'Italian cannons' on Yang Zhen's shoulders with doubt.

What a joke, although these black puppets are terrifying, they are no match for the two true energy cannons removed from the fighter plane in Sao Ji.

Yang Zhen blew the muzzle of the gun on his shoulder with a proud look on his face, and said to the mean cat, "I say, Fat Tiger, how come you are as useless as Yang Zhen's mean cat? You can make a big splash with your eyes closed, but you missed the target. Cut your food intake by half today."

The mean cat's eyes widened, his face was full of confusion, and then he reacted and became furious. Just as he was about to speak, Yang Zhen smiled and said to Gao Pei Yang Zhen: "Yang Zhen, this is the Italian cannon made by the second battalion commander at the entrance of your village. You should be familiar with it, right?"

“Familiar… familiar!”

Gaopo Yang Zhen was completely confused. He was just using Yang Zhen's name to enjoy the feeling of being admired. He had no idea whether there was a second battalion commander at the entrance of their village, let alone this awesome Italian artillery.

However, when this shot was fired, not only the others, but even Ji Yourong showed a look of surprise on his face.

With such a powerful weapon, why worry about not being able to break out? (End of this chapter)