The battle was in the air and underground, unfolding in a three-dimensional shape. The private army endured the resentment that had lasted for thousands of years broke out, and the ghosts who woke up from their slave status fought for the first place and were unwilling to fall behind. Although the spirit of the Ten Heavenly Palace was defeated, it was an old army after all, and its combat effectiveness was extraordinary.
The white private army and the black Ten Yanmen collided together in a fancy way. The defensive ban of Ten Yanmen was broken, and the city wall became a decoration. In the end, the most basic unit had to speak.
The sword lights and sword shadows all over the sky, the energy of the heaven and earth flew around, and various magics may collide, and ghosts are constantly hit, and even a few ash is not left behind. The battlefield in the ghost world is so tragic that it makes people calm down.
The Thirteen Monks followed Chen Yi quietly, but at this time it was not their strength. The energy accumulated by their practice had been fully passed on to Chen Yi, and their remaining abilities were no longer enough to fight to the battlefield. So Chen Yi forced them to stop behind him.
However, at this time, Chen Yi did not pay attention to the situation on the battlefield. His eyes passed over the battle sides and fell on the urban king who did not join the battle group and watched the battle. Chen Yi's heart was full of fighting spirit.[
As if he felt Chen Yi's eyes, the city king also looked up. The two of them gently touched the air, but it seemed that sparks were colliding.
Chen Yi suddenly smiled and stretched out his index finger, pointed at the Urban King, and then pointed at himself, and then made a move of slashing the knife. The meaning of this action was very obvious, which was to kill the Urban King.
The Urban King's face changed slightly. Although he was not Chen Yi's opponent, Chen Yi's gesture was a great insult to him. The Urban King's eyes changed for a moment, but he stretched out his index finger and made a hook.
Seeing that the city king was obviously calling for his past. He was so arrogant, Chen Yi sneered, turned around and greeted the Thirteen Monks, then flew in the air and rushed towards the city king.
At this time, Chen Yi only had the city king in his eyes, and thousands of troops were killed. In his eyes, it was just a phantom of Yu Guangzhong. He rushed over all the way, and there was only one thought in his mind to kill the city king.
The Urban King took a step back, but he didn't expect that his response would arouse Chen Yi's reaction so fiercely. The Urban King suffered a loss in Chen Yi's hands, but he didn't really want to fight Chen Yi alone. Seeing Chen Yi flying over, he even felt a little uncomfortable on his face.
However, as a veteran who has been through the battlefield for a long time, the City King still has some life-saving tricks. For example, the Nether Spear in his hand has saved his life several times. The City King tightly held the spear in his hand and said in his heart: "Spear, spear, I have to rely on you to save my life again today." After the prayer, the City King resolutely threw the spear in his hand.
The spear was black in the air, pointing directly at Chen Yi who was flying in the air. Chen Yi smiled slightly, raised his sword and fell. The sword intent of the side met the spear. Then he heard the spear seemingly uttering, but it put away the black in the air, flew backwards, and returned to the city king's hand, and no longer showed any power. It turned out that the spear of the underworld was afraid of being beaten by the little golden sword.
However, this is so average, Chen Yi's castration was slightly blocked.
The city king knew he was defeated and shouted vigorously: "I retreated, everyone retreated into the inner hall." But he turned around and ran away without any hesitation. A shadow flashed, and he had abandoned his army and fled back to the inner hall.
Chen Yi's expression moved slightly, but he did not rush over to chase him. I don't know how many mechanisms and defensive forces there are in the inner hall. I'm afraid it will be a good fortune. Chen Yi held the small golden sword in his hand and stood in the air, but turned around to see the ghosts in the battle.
At this time, the private army and the Ten Yan Dian Army had already mixed up. Although the city king called for retreat, only a part of the people who could retreat. Most of the Ten Yan Dian Army could only continue to fight, not because they didn't want to retreat, but because they couldn't retreat. The part that could retreated into the inner hall, and Chen Yi did not stop him.
The retreat of the city king made the Ten Yan Dian Army immediately panic. Many ghosts were very disappointed with their commander's escape at the battle, and even a little angry. However, the private army's morale surged and its offensive was like a rainbow, and soon divided and surrounded the Ten Yan Dian Army under them. Almost every moment, the Ten Yan Dian Army was disappearing.
Finally, the Ten Yan Dian Army was cold, and a ghost shouted loudly: "The Ten Yan Dian is unrighteous, don't blame us for being unkind." He gave up resistance, and then the second and third... the two sides of the war turned into one side strangely.
Chen Yi naturally welcomed the surrender of the Ten Yan Dian Army. For him, the surrender of the Ten Yan Dian Army was an opportunity, an opportunity to conquer the enemy without any casualties. Every ghost in this private army is good. If one dies in the war, one will be missing, which would be a pity.
But in this way, the Ten Yan Dian Army and the Private Army mingled together, creating a chaotic situation. The newly surrendered soldiers were not trained, and even if they wanted to, the private army's military formation would not be able to be arranged.
The Thirteen Ascetic Monk came to Chen Yi at some point and showed a sad look on his face.
Chen Yi knew what they were worried about, and he was actually a little worried. The matter of surrender has indeed been a difficult problem throughout the ages, so many previous battles ended in the massacre of surrendered soldiers. Chen Yi II was a human being, although he did not know the past and the present, but he still knew a little more than others.
Chen Yi shouted, "Si You, Zhuang Duan, come over quickly." His voice was embedded in his spiritual sense, but everyone could hear it clearly.[
Si You and Zhuangduan gave up what was in their hands, floated over in panic, and asked repeatedly: "What's the matter, what's the matter?"
Chen Yi whined at the chaotic battlefield and asked, "Can we let our people gather together and receive the surrendered soldiers first and wait for the handling."
Whether Si had any reaction, Zhuang Duan was shocked: "Why, sir, you want to kill prisoners, this is not enough, killing prisoners is unknown..."
Chen Yi laughed and scolded: "You bastard, where did you think of it? What prisoner do you think? Do you think I am such a person?"
Si You giggled and said, "Yes, it may be."
Chen Yi stared at Si You fiercely, and scared him to turn around quickly. Chen Yi then said, "That's the meaning: these prisoners of war are mixed with us, so our military formation cannot be used. If there is any change later, we will have no power to rely on."
Zhuang Duan suddenly realized and said, "Then let's organize our people immediately." After that, he pulled Si You and turned around and left.
Tianlei Stone suddenly jumped out and said, "It's probably too late to separate at this time. Chen Yi, don't you think there are any changes in the surrounding environment?"