Chapter 247: Heavy damage to the city guards, terrifying star realm warriors
The Lord General is the soul of the army. When Yuchifeng died, the city guards who were fighting hard had a look of confusion in their eyes.
"not good!"
Jiang Ziye and Hu had never expected that within a short time, Yuchi Feng would die at the hands of Yan Li. This siege would probably be a failure.
Suddenly, Jiang Ziye's eyes lit up, and he struggled to withstand the iron dragon's blow. He endured the discomfort in his body, flew into the sky, and shouted loudly, "All officers and men obey the order, surround and kill the Erlong Mountain bandits with all their strength, and avenge General Yuchi!"
Jiang Ziye's words made many soldiers find their backbone again, and those who originally wanted to surrender also gave up the idea.
"kill!"
The city guards roared and attacked the minions with red eyes.
"This person deserves to be punished!"
Yan Li narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Jiang Ziye, flashing a strong murderous intention. With just one word, this man saved the city guard's decline. Unless he died, it would be difficult for Erlong Mountain to win.
Sensing the murderous intent in Yan Li's eyes, Ziye was shocked. Although Yuchi Feng was reckless and incompetent, his cultivation was real and far superior to him.
But he still couldn't resist Yan Li's moves and was beheaded. Therefore, he swayed and disappeared into the army.
"Hmph! It's not that easy to hide!"
With a cold snort, Yan Li shot out like a sharp arrow, chasing after General Ziye.
"Kill!"
Dozens of red-eyed city guards waved their weapons and charged at Yanli.
"die!"
A cold light flashed in the depths of his eyes, the tip of the sword in his hand was pointed out, and the sword light loomed. The dozens of city guards who attacked him all had dim eyes and fell to the ground dead. However, the sword light directly hit them from the center of their eyebrows and shattered them.
captured their souls.
If gods stand in the way, they will kill gods; if they stand in the way of Buddha, they will kill Buddha.
At this moment, Yan Li was like a peerless god of death who descended from ancient times. He swung out the edgeless sword in his hand without the smell of fireworks, taking part of the lives of the city guards with him every time.
General Ziye shuttled back and forth among the army to avoid Yan Li, but he soon discovered that the opponent was like a tarsal maggot, following closely behind him and unable to get rid of him.
In desperation, he could only shout loudly, "This man is the murderer of General Yuchi. Brothers, kill him and avenge the general!"
"kill!"
Under his influence, hundreds of city guards near him swarmed towards Yanli.
"die!"
He uttered one word coldly, and the next moment, he transformed into a bloody phantom and rushed into the crowd.
"Pffffffffffff!"
As the long sword passed by, blood rippled, and the true energy in Yan Li's body circulated at full strength, fully displaying the invincible power in the imperial realm.
"Bang!"
The last person who rushed towards him fell to the ground and died. Behind him was a layer of cold corpses. He killed hundreds of city guards and it only took him three breaths.
But it was these three breaths that made Jiang Ziye escape from the square and rush down the mountain.
Tie Long, who had abandoned General Ziye, transferred his anger to Hu Sha, and Lin Jingyun besieged him. In just a few moves, Hu Sha was also extremely embarrassed, showing that he was invincible.
Yan Li did not go after General Ziye, but looked at his disappearing back mockingly.
The next moment, he rushed into the army again, taking away groups of living lives with his long sword. Gradually, a large area was empty around him, but it was his terrifying killing that caused many city guards to have a panic.
A huge wave of fear kept them away from him.
On the Erlong Mountain side, many minions saw their Second Village Master killing everyone, and they couldn't help but feel very happy in their hearts. I don't know who shouted, "The Second Village Master is mighty!"
Then, the sound was like a wave, one wave higher than the other.
Yuchi Feng died, General Ziye fled, Hu Sha was entangled, and although there were still several Emperor Realm warriors in the city guard, they were unable to withstand the attack from the stronghold. Gradually, a large number of soldiers began to flee down the mountain.
"kill!"
At this moment, Yan Li's eyes were slightly red. As the blood demon's true energy became deeper and deeper, the murderous intention in his body became more and more intense.
"Pffffffffffff!"
Heads flew up, blood splattered, and each city guard died under his sword.
Under the mountain!
A slightly embarrassed figure shot down from Erlong Mountain. Fortunately, he looked back and said, "Fortunately, the demon didn't catch up, run away!"
However, after escaping for several miles, his eyes suddenly shrank and he stared at a figure suspended in mid-air in front of him. This person looked exactly like the demon on the mountain, but what was different from him was that this figure was exactly the same as the demon on the mountain.
There was a bohemian smile on the corner of the person's mouth.
"Who are you?"
"Jiang Ziye, let's capture him without mercy!" the other party said.
"Don't even think about it! Kill!"
The hatred between the local warriors and the warriors of the small world has been around for a long time. If he fell into the hands of these bandits, his fate would be horrifying to think about. Therefore, even if he died in battle, he would not surrender.
His weapon is a silver spear. His right foot is on the ground. The silver spear is shaking. The true energy in his body is like the Yangtze River rolling continuously. Suddenly, a silver energy storm takes shape, wraps up his body and goes straight to the opponent.
.
“Don’t overestimate your capabilities!”
Chi groan!
The long sword was unsheathed, like a dragon roaring, and the sword light was like stars in the sky, distant and bright.
A sword struck the center of the silver storm.
A muffled sound came out, and then, the silver storm suddenly dissipated, and a figure staggered out of it, covering his chest in pain.
At this moment, blood was pouring out of Jiang Ziye's chest. He felt the vitality flowing out of his body rapidly. He stared at the opponent in disbelief. The opponent was also a warrior at the pinnacle of the Imperial Realm. Why was he so powerful and defiant? With just one sword strike, he
Just a hundred miles.
In fact, little did he know that he was facing a spiritual clone with unparalleled understanding. Faced with his swordsmanship, Yan Li was confident that he could not defeat him.
"Bang!"
After a few breaths, Ziye's eyes completely lost focus and she fell to the ground dead.
The spirit fetus clone glanced at Jiang Ziye's body indifferently and muttered, "It's true that I actually asked me to deal with such a weak person!"
On Erlong Mountain!
The battle was coming to an end, and thousands of city guards fled down the mountain.
Half an hour later.
The seven village masters of Erlong Mountain gathered in the main hall. In the center of the main hall, kneeling was a green-faced man tied up like a rice dumpling. It was Hu Sha, the deputy general who attacked Erlong Mountain this time.
"Haha, this time our Erlong Mountain has suffered a big disaster! Second brother deserves the great credit!" Yanfeng grinned, his face full of joy. Twenty thousand city guards attacked, and in the end fifteen thousand were killed.
Only five thousand people escaped. Such a huge victory is probably especially rare in the confrontation between the warriors of the small world and the warriors of the big world.
"That's right! If it weren't for the second brother's monstrous plan, how could we win!" The Wolf King agreed. This time, he did not go against Yanfeng again.
"Bang!"
Hongyan kicked Husha to the ground and said fiercely, "This dog thief, as a member of the Small World, he is actually a lackey of the Big World and has killed many of our Small World warriors!"
Tie Long looked at Hu Sha, with a flash of resentment in his eyes: "This man deserves to be killed! But killing him with one knife is too cheap! It's better to cripple his cultivation, and then hang him on a flagpole to die in the wind and sun!"
"Okay! I agree with this proposal!"
"I agree too!"
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Longyang City, County Sheriff's Mansion.
A middle-aged man wearing a snow-white Confucian robe quietly listened to the report below, with no hint of joy or anger on his fair and elegant cheeks.
"You go down!"
After listening to the report, the middle-aged Confucian scholar walked to his desk, unfolded the gold and silk cloth, and started writing like a dragon or a snake.
Standing next to him was a middle-aged man dressed as a master. Seeing his master's calm performance, he couldn't calm down because he knew that the calmer his master behaved, the greater the anger in his heart.
After a while, Tai Shubao put down the brush in his hand and let out a long breath. The master looked up and found that there was only one word on the entire gold silk, a big word "kill".
The ordinary word "kill" made the master tremble all over, as if he had seen something terrible. He knew that the gang of bandits in Erlong Mountain were completely finished, and they would probably leave no one alive!
The full moon is in the sky, and the silver light shines on the earth. The entire Erlong Mountain seems to be covered with a layer of silver gauze.
In the square, there are thousands of wine tables, and in the center of the wine table are the seven village owners of Erlong Mountain. From time to time, the little bosses will come up to propose a toast.
This time the city guards were defeated. Although there were casualties on the Erlong Mountain side, they were not serious. Five hundred people died, 800 were slightly injured, and 600 were seriously injured.
However, about 15,000 city guards died, which was a great victory. This victory was worthy of celebration, so Tie Long proposed to hold a banquet in the square.
"Second brother, you deserve the most credit for our Erlong Mountain victory this time. Eldest brother, here's a toast to you!" Tie Long happily raised his glass and left the road.
"Brother, this is serious. As a member of the copycat, I should contribute to the copycat!" Yan Li said modestly, raising his glass and clinking it with Tie Long.
As soon as he put down the cup, he suddenly felt a frightening feeling in his heart. He subconsciously raised his head and his eyes suddenly shrank.
In the sky, a young man in Confucian robes stood in the air, his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering, and he had an indescribable elegant aura. However, just such a person gave Yan Li a very dangerous feeling.
Following Yan Li's gaze, the other six people all saw the man in the sky, and they all looked at him with stern eyes.
At this moment, the middle-aged man in the Confucian robe moved, and there seemed to be an invisible staircase under his feet. Along the staircase, he walked towards the square step by step, and said loudly: "I am the great uncle's treasure, and I have come to get it by stepping on the moon."
Put your head on your neck!"
"Where do you think you idiot dares to come to our Erlong Mountain to run wild!"
When a young man heard that this middle-aged man was so arrogant, he couldn't help but get angry and stood up and yelled at him.
"boom!"
The young man in Confucian robes glanced at the young man. He had attained the realm of Emperor Xiaocheng. His body instantly exploded and turned into a ball of blood mist.
"Star Realm Warrior!"
Yan Li and the others looked at each other and saw the shock and shock in each other's eyes. They could kill an emperor-level warrior with just one glance. No emperor-level warrior could possess such a skill. Combined with the aura of the young man in Confucian robes.
With that strong aura, they were sure that the other party was a strong person in the Star Realm.
"You bastard, how dare you kill my brother!"
The explosion of the minions made everyone stunned for a while. At this moment, a group of minions who looked somewhat similar to the minions let out a loud roar and flew out with the long sword in their hands, heading straight towards the Confucian scholar in the air.
The young man in robe left.
"puff!"
The long sword slashed three meters in front of the opponent, as if he was stuck in a quagmire and could not move forward even half a step. Then, he glanced at the minion who had the cultivation level of the Imperial Realm.
then……
"boom!"
His body exploded again, and for a moment, the whole place was silent!