Wang Bingwu and the disciples behind him finally saw the shadow of the City of Demon after two hours of journey. Because there were a large number of people, Wang Bingwu was afraid that his disciples would transform into crows and cause the team to scatter, so he led these people all the way.
, seeing the City of Demon right in front of them, all the disciples of Haotian Pavilion couldn't help but sigh: "We are finally here. I have never been so tired since I joined Haotian Pavilion!"
"Keep your voice down, the ancestor is in front of you. His level of cultivation can hear us complaining here, but there is no good fruit to eat..."
At this time, Wang Bingwu had already heard the whispers behind him, but he pretended not to hear them at all. Now that the army was approaching the city, he did not want to talk about his disciples and cause unnecessary psychological burden.
He put his hands on his hips and stopped in an open space not far from the City of Demons. He turned around and glanced at the disciples behind him and said loudly: "Who among you dares to call for formation? The City of Demons is probably ready for our attack by now.
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At this time, one of the sitters took a step forward.
"If you want to return to ancestors, let me do it!"
Wang Bingwu turned around and took a closer look, then nodded: "Okay! Bring the flag of our Haotian Pavilion!"
Linzai looked behind him and glanced at the spy holding the flag. After taking the flag, Linzai slowly walked over; every sect in the world has its own flag, except for the academy, which is under the command of Emperor Shang.
There are no exceptions, and the flag of Haotian Pavilion is very special. Because Wang Bingwu loves tigers, his flag is a black tiger, and the black tiger has naturally become their totem of Haotian Pavilion.
At this time, a female soldier on the watchtower of the City of Demon suddenly saw a dark, dense crowd of countless people not far from the city, so she hurriedly rang the alarm bell. This bell was specially set by the city lord.
When the sound is heard, a sound wave will be emitted that is enough to make people's ears ring. This sound wave will not cause serious harm to the Qi cultivator, but it will have a profound impact on people other than the Qi cultivator.
When the ordinary disciples of Haotian Pavilion, that is, the spies, heard this voice, they suddenly became manic, their bodies shook involuntarily, and their cultivation realm was not very deep, and even their ears and noses began to bleed for no reason. The scene was very terrifying.
Wang Bingwu looked at the scene behind him and said with a smile: "I didn't expect this city lord to be quite thoughtful. Just keep calling for formation!"
Having said that, Wang Bingwu used both hands to shine, and a half-arc air shield instantly enveloped the disciple behind him, and he was able to escape the attack of the bell.
"People above, please listen! Our Haotian Pavilion is going to break through your city today. If you are scared now or have anything to say, please open the city gate and let our ancestors go in in person! I will give you a moment to burn incense.
If you are still stubborn and resist to the end, we will not show any mercy and will flatten your entire city!"
The clamoring Lin Si spoke while shaking the chess pieces in his hands with great momentum. After hearing this, Wang Bingwu nodded happily.
At this moment, the city lord who was in the city lord's palace became nervous after hearing the sound of the bell. He hurriedly walked out of the lobby and gave orders to all the generals and soldiers.
"Soldiers of the city of Ban, Haotian Pavilion is now outside the city. I don't know what the outcome of this battle will be? Let alone the consequences for us? But this moment belongs to us, and this moment belongs to Ban.
This city, this moment belongs more to your family and lover!"
"You know, when the city is alive and people are alive, when the city dies, people will die. For our families, for our city, charge!"
After the impassioned speech of the city lord, all the soldiers suddenly aroused all the fighting spirit in their hearts, and rushed out of the city lord's mansion with a roar. The number of people seemed to be on par with Haotian Pavilion, but even worse, and each of them was wearing armor.
The ringing of the bell not only alarmed the city lord, but also the people in the city. When the city lord rushed out of the city lord's mansion, the streets were filled with men from every household, holding everything in their hands. , and even more so, even holding a mop.
The city lord was so moved when he saw them that he almost cried. An ordinary woman stood in the middle of the street and calmly said to the city lord: "Your Majesty, City Lord, now the City of Inferno has reached a critical moment of life and death. All the families in our city have left their husbands behind." We handed over our son and him! Because we know that without the city, even if they are still alive, it will be useless. We might as well follow the city lord and go out and fight to the end!"
"Instead of waiting at home to destroy the city, it is better for each of us to do our part!"
The city lord nodded movedly, tears in his eyes kept rolling: "What virtue and ability can I have to allow you all to do this? I am here to express my sincere gratitude to you!"
After saying that, the city lord bowed deeply, and tears instantly fell from his eyes to the ground.
The young lady then said: "City Lord, you can rest assured. You can fight outside the city with peace of mind. As long as they from Haotian Pavilion rush in, the remaining women of ours will commit suicide collectively. We would rather preserve the dignity of the city." , and won’t live alone!”
Every word the young lady said was so inspiring, and it gave all the soldiers courage.
The city lord watched the watchtower light up the smoke, wiped away his tears, raised his sword, and shouted loudly: "Go to the city gate immediately! No mistake!"
The city lord gave the order, and the groups of soldiers behind him quickened their pace and rushed towards the city gate.
"How many people are there outside the city?"
At this time, Zhou Tian was inside the city gate asking the guards outside the city gate.
"Master Zhou, after a rough calculation, there are about three to four hundred people, and the leader is Patriarch Haotian. It seems that he will attack the city himself!"
"Attack the city personally! I have heard countless battles, whether it is between sects or Emperor Shang leading troops to attack small neighboring countries, but I have never heard of the commander personally attacking the city. It seems that this Haotian ancestor really wants to We must destroy our city of demons!"
After hearing this, Zhou Tian smiled slightly: "Although I am not a great god, but as long as I am here, they can't even take a step into the city!"
After saying that, Zhou Tian jumped up, easily crossed the closed city gate, punched him, and directly smashed the flag-holding Haotian Pavilion sitting on the ground. This punch caused everyone behind Wang Bingwu to People were surprised, because with just one punch, this person was already dead.
Afterwards, Zhou Tian raised his head and looked at Wang Bingwu with disdain: "Wang Bingwu! You are really punctual. The sun is shining right in front of you. It happens to be noon, so that's good! This sitting here represents the meaning of our city of demons. Aren't you going to attack the city?" Step over my corpse first!"
Zhou Tian shouted loudly, and except for Wang Bingwu, the other Haotian Pavilion disciples were frightened and took half a step back.
Wang Bingwu looked behind him, with a worried look on his face. What he was worried about was not Zhou Tian, but the disciples behind him who were suddenly so greedy for life and afraid of death.
"Haha, Zhou Tian, these disciples of mine seem to be afraid of you! It seems that you have already made a name for yourself in the Qi Cultivation Continent. I showed mercy to you the last two times, but you don't appreciate it at all! Then don't blame me.
You are welcome!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Bingwu started his posture. Zhou Tian became extremely nervous after hearing this, because he knew in his heart that he was not Wang Bingwu's opponent at all, and the reason why he still did this at this time was to delay time, because everything had already happened.
At this moment, there was still no sign of the Tianjian Sect.
Zhou Tian and Wang Bingwu both took a stance, and the battle was about to break out. At this time, the city lord also stepped on the city wall. Seeing Zhou Tian outside the city gate, he anxiously asked the guard beside him: "What's going on?"
"Back to the city lord, Mr. Zhou is stalling for time. He always believes that the Tianjian Sect will eventually come over!"
But in the opinion of the city lord, Tianjian Sect has not arrived at this time, and it is estimated that he will not be able to come, so he used the method of sound transmission from thousands of miles to talk to Zhou Tian: "Brother Zhou Tian, you have paid too much for the City of Demon."
, we are not Wang Bingwu’s opponent at all, what you are doing is in vain, it is better for you to come back, we stick to the city, maybe there is a glimmer of hope!"
The city lord looked at Zhou Tian with longing eyes, hoping that Zhou Tian would listen to the advice and withdraw immediately!
But Zhou Tian replied: "City Lord! Ancestor Haotian must be able to hear the message between us. Even if he can't hear it, I won't withdraw! The disciples of the academy have never given up defeat. Since
If I choose to do this, I will definitely take responsibility for my choice! You can rest assured that I will stick to it until the last moment. Even if the Tianjian Sect doesn't come in the end, I won't regret it!"
Wang Bingwu was not a qi cultivator, and what he heard was some noise. He couldn't hear what the two of them were saying at all. He was a little annoyed and shouted to Zhou Tian: "Zhou Tian! Suffer death!"
After the sound, Wang Bingwu punched him. Zhou Tian was also very fast and barely blocked it. However, Wang Bingwu's fist was too strong and he couldn't offset it at all, so he could only resist it forcefully!
The power of this punch was far beyond what he expected, knocking Zhou Tian back dozens of steps, and with a bang, it landed on the city gate, and he couldn't help but spit out a large mouthful of blood!
After seeing this, the city lord was extremely nervous. Looking at Zhou Tian's movements, he felt uneasy.
At this time, Zhou Tian also found that after the punch, even his breathing was labored. He was sweating all over his body, covering his abdomen, and asked in a low voice: "What kind of punch is this? It has such a strong stamina!"
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Wang Bingwu frowned after hearing this. He didn't expect that this kid Zhou Tian would still be joking with him after he was so seriously injured.
"One Sword Dominates"
So he smiled: "Are you not from the Xuantian Sect? Don't you understand this set of boxing techniques? You still can't understand it! Of course it's the Tiger Shape Dragon Intention Fist!"
Zhou Tian actually saw it the moment Wang Bingwu punched, but he was a little curious as to why he knew the Xuantian Sect's boxing skills. Did the Xuantian Sect have any history with him? All Zhou Tian knew was that he killed his own
My own mother, she also indirectly killed her father, that's all.
"Of course I know the boxing techniques, but I just don't understand why the dignified leader of the Haotian Pavilion secretly learns the Xuantian Sect's boxing techniques!"
Although Zhou Tian was injured by him, he was still unconvinced. He raised his head and looked at Wang Bingwu with the tip of his nose: "You dare to show off the boxing skills you learned secretly in public. I'm really not ashamed!"
"you!"
Seeing Zhou Tian being so arrogant, one of the sitters stepped forward and pointed his finger at Zhou Tian's nose. He was about to curse, but was stopped by Wang Bingwu.
"Haha, who said that the Tiger Shape Longyi Fist belongs to your Xuantian Sect? It seems that no one told you the truth. This boxing technique comes from our Haotian Pavilion!"
"And your father and your grandfather knew Bai Qinghe, the founder of Haotian Pavilion, when they founded Xuantian Sect. Don't you even know Bai Qinghe?"
After Zhou Tian heard what Wang Bingwu said, he was confused. Of course he knew who Bai Qinghe was, and he also knew that Haotian Pavilion itself was founded by Bai Qinghe. But according to what Wang Bingwu said at this time, could Bai Qinghe also have something to do with Xuantian Sect?
Have you had any close contact?
The more Zhou Tian thought about it, the more confused he became. His head was about to explode. He shook his head and smiled: "Don't use these words to confuse me. Xuantian Sect is Xuantian Sect, and Tiger-Shaped Dragon Intention Fist is Xuantian Sect."
Create!"
Having said that, Zhou Tian also fired a set of tiger-shaped Longyi Fist, but what surprised Zhou Tian was that Wang Bingwu could successfully dodge every punch he threw, and after each punch, he would also hit it in the same way. If
Unless he had an in-depth understanding of it, Wang Bingwu would not be able to do it at all.
Zhou Tian panicked, all this happened too suddenly, and now Xuantian Sect was also involved in Haotian Pavilion, and his mind was already in chaos at this moment.
He gradually put down his hands, walked to Wang Bingwu, and said angrily: "The affairs of Xuantian Sect, the affairs of my parents, and the affairs of Senior Bai Qinghe and Bai can all be discussed later. Now, today
Today, now, it is a matter between the City of Demon and your Haotian Pavilion, let us resolve this matter first!"
Zhou Tian deliberately talked about it in order to distract Wang Bingwu. But who was Wang Bingwu? This kind of trick could not be hidden from him at all, so he waved his hand in the air, and instantly held a long sword with blue light in his hand.
Looking at Zhou Tian without saying anything, he slashed through the air.
He raised his hand and flashed, and five sword shadows appeared. Zhou Tian did not hesitate at all. He pulled out a long sword behind him and swung it without hesitation. The two swords and ten sword shadows instantly merged together, dazzlingly.
The ray of light almost blinded the disciples behind Wang Bingwu, and even the city lord on the city wall felt a slight burning pain.
After the light dissipated, Zhou Tian and Wang Bingwu stood in place intact.
"Blue whale? Haha, I didn't expect that bastard Ma Rongcheng to actually give you his personal sword. It's a pity that after the last fight, he won't be here today!"
"Aren't you just stalling for time and want Tianjian Sect to rush over to support you?"
"I tell you sincerely that I have noticed it a long time ago. I am just playing with you. I also want to see if they will come, but now it seems that they do not have the courage to come. The so-called joining forces
, it’s nothing more than a casual conversation!”
"Ancestor, since there is no support from Tianjian Sect, let's destroy this broken city now! Brothers are still waiting to go back to have a drink!"
After Wang Bingwu heard this, he turned sideways and laughed loudly: "Yes, we still need to drink! In this case, don't blame me, Zhou Tian! Because my daughter, I have given you three chances plus this time, and nothing can be done more than three times."
I think you should know the truth better than anyone else!"
After saying that, Wang Bingwu raised his left hand and hooked his middle finger forward.
Immediately, all the disciples behind him took out three flying blades from their waists and flew towards the city wall.
The scene was like a rain of arrows, all stabbing at the soldiers on the city wall.
Zhou Tian was under the city at this time. Even if he could resist some flying blades with his own strength, there were three flying blades per person, and there were thousands of flying blades for three to four hundred people. He could do nothing. He could only watch the guards on the city wall respond.
And they fell down one after another from the city wall...