The battle between the giants of Hedao was about to break out. No matter how hard Zisang Bushou tried to protect him, he did not dare to continue to lock Shifang Tiandi. Feng Yang and others turned into meteors and disappeared into the sky, leaving only two battalions of less than 4,000 people.
After breaking off the tower.
"This city does not enter the Dao realm, and those who cross the border will die." Feng Shenwei said quietly.
The four virtual masters looked at each other in shock, and finally gave up their plan to attack Shuntian.
The formation has been destroyed. If they join the battle, no matter how brave the two battalions of soldiers and horses are, they will not be enough to kill them.
Zi Sang Bu Shou shook his head, but did not express an opinion.
After all, he is half a generation shorter than the Feng Shenwei. Even though his realm has caught up now, he still bears great pressure when facing the Feng Shenwei alone. The wind is originally flowing gas, and now the area is so empty.
Every trace of air may be the wind blade of Hidden Wind Jue.
The entire sky has turned into a prison composed of wind blades.
Zi Sang Bu Shou was in the center of the prison, looking at Fengshenwei with his hands behind his hands, expressionless.
It was difficult for any wind blade to come within three feet of him. He had already reached the stage of combining martial arts. Apart from limited techniques, his other combat skills were all minor.
Three feet in front of the body is a specific domain for those who are strong in the Hedao Realm, called the Duan Jie.
If the power of heaven and earth is the sharpest spear of the great creatures of Hedao, then the broken world is their strongest shield.
It is difficult to break through the sky full of wind blades, but it is also not easy for the wind blades to break through Zi Sang Bu Shou's boundary. Just when Zi Sang Bu Shou was thinking about how to catch the Fengshen Guard, he found the one in his sight.
The person has disappeared.
"Hidden Wind Jue." Zi Sang Bu Shou said softly: "For a great creature in the Hedao Realm, why should we pay attention to waiting for opportunities to move?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying sword light seemed to cut through the world and hit him head and face.
Zi Sang Bu Shou's eyes narrowed slightly, he raised his right palm to the sky and let out an angry shout.
The sword light was blocked by a green light curtain, and there was a slight stalemate. Fine cracks quickly appeared in the green light curtain.
Zi Sang Bu Shou raised his eyebrows and thrust his right palm outward.
Another hundred-foot long rainbow roared past, stretching between heaven and earth.
The sword light cut through Changhong, slashed all the way towards Zi Sang Bu Shou, and then turned into nothingness in his realm of separation.
"It's not polite to come and not go back." He said softly, and then he lifted his right palm and suddenly lowered it.
There seemed to be no changes in the scene, except that a wave of air spread out where the palm fell, causing the wind blades all over the sky to stagnate slightly. Among the dense wind blades, a figure vaguely emerged.
Zi Sang Bu Shou's lips pulled into a smile, "I caught you."
After saying that, his figure suddenly disappeared.
A passage appeared in the wind blade that could accommodate just one person. Zi Sang Bu Shou followed the passage directly to the front of Fengshenwei, and raised his hand to strike.
The Fengshen Guard raised their swords to greet him.
There was a thunder in mid-air, and a shock wave spread out with a radius of tens of feet centered on the two of them, and everything within the range was instantly turned into nothingness.
The Void Daoists retreated to the rear after the Fengshen Guard issued a warning. At this moment, seeing the battle in mid-air, they couldn't help but feel heart palpitations.
What was even worse was that the Bohai navy officers who participated in the siege at the front were held back by the Yanbei officers who stayed behind. They could not even retreat and died on the tower.
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"Your Majesty has given you thousands of instructions not to lose it. Now it's good, it's gone." Yang Fan looked at Su Yuzhe and said coldly.
Su Yuzhe's expression was also ugly, "How did I know that little beast was so decisive and could abandon such an important city at the drop of a hat?"
Yang Fan's face was still ugly, "What should we do now? Mr. Zisang and Fengshenwei are fighting fiercely. If we rush forward rashly, we will only die, but it will be difficult for them to determine the winner in a short time."
Su Yuzhe frowned for a long time. After a while, he said: "We will take a detour to Honghuai and attack Yanyun by surprise."
Yang Fan was slightly surprised, "If you want to go to Honghuai, you must pass through Jizhou. Although the combat strength of the Jizhou Gaoshan Camp is average..."
Su Yuzhe said: "Gao Ding is just an idiot. Gaoshan Camp has average combat power, but it is even more vulnerable in his hands. There is no need to care."
Yang Fan said: "You need to ask the prince for instructions on this matter."
Su Yuzhe said: "I will be outside, and I will not accept your orders."
Yang Fan narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a cold voice: "Do you want to be dictatorial?"
Su Yuzhe showed his tiger talisman, "Although you are the front-line commander, I am the one who makes the decision."
Yang Fan's face changed again and again, and finally he asked with a green face: "The two most convenient roads from Bohai to Shuntian are Shuntian and Honghuai. Since Shuntian has been prepared for a long time, Honghuai must also be heavily guarded, not as good as us."
Although the journey around Shahe River is difficult, most of our soldiers are cultivators, so there should be no problems."
Seeing this, Su Yuzhe knew that his tone had become much more relaxed and his voice softened, "You have also seen the situation in Shuntian. The second young master of Yanbei came with only a few battalions of soldiers and horses, and among them there were only a handful of strong ones.
In this case, no matter how strong Honghuai's defense is, it will not be our opponent."
Seeing that Yang Fan was still thinking about it, Su Yuzhe said in a deep voice: "I just got the latest news that the Weeping Blood Pavilion has broken through Kunlun. We can only go eastward with Long Yun, go straight to Goshawk, break the Pavilion, and then go through smooth winds, and then we can reach Yan.
Yunxi Gate; Bibo Zhu has also captured Wangguan Pass, and has gathered soldiers from several tribes of barbarians and thousands of strong men who have invaded Yanbei long ago. They can march westward to the Yanyun East Gate at any time. If we cannot show up at that time
Yanyun Nanmen, do you know what the result will be?"
Yang Fan was slightly shocked. It was understandable that Qixue Pavilion could destroy Kunlun, but that guy Wang Ke captured Wanghaiguan so quickly?
Thinking of this, he did have a sense of urgency, "Then I suggest you wait here."
Su Yuzhe hummed and asked, "Why?"
Yang Fan said: "As far as I know, unless I am willing to take my own life, the possibility of a great creature from combining life and death is extremely small."
Su Yuzhe nodded, "They are all top experts. If they want to leave, how can another person stop them?"
Yang Fan said: "Similarly, we have nearly 100,000 Bohai navy. The battle formation formed under this situation is not something that can be broken down in a short time even if it is a giant."
Su Yuzhe's eyes flashed slightly, "The Feng Shen Wei's goal is just Mr. Zisang?"
Yang Fan said: "The situation in Wuyang is critical, and the Fengshen Guard did not return to defend. He probably thought that the situation here was even more tense. It is impossible to say that his purpose in coming was to protect Shuntian City, and the only thing that could pose a threat to Shuntian City itself...
That’s Mr. Zisang.”
Su Yuzhe said in a deep voice: "But Shuntian has been destroyed."
Yang Fan said: "That's why the Fengshen Guards were more likely to retreat after the First World War."
Su Yuzhe thought for a while and said, "Then...what if he doesn't retreat?"
Yang Fan said: "Once the dragon dies, he will retreat."
Su Yuzhe sighed: "Long Yun is our signal to launch a general attack."
Yang Fan said: "There is Shenwei Castle to the east of Weeping Blood Pavilion, and there is Strange Stone Forest to the west of Wang Ke. It is the smoothest way for us to go north. We don't care about waiting for this little time."
Su Yuzhe was silent for a while, then looked at the sky, "Then just wait until they finish."
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"Then I'll trouble you to break up with Lord Lianggu." Feng Muyun looked at Lord Shenwei and said softly: "Whether Yan Yun succeeds or fails, it's up to the Lord."
The Lord of Shenwei Castle nodded, and then sighed: "When the demons move south again, how can we stop them?"
Feng Muyun said: "Two powers harm each other, whichever is less."
Lord Shenwei Castle nodded, "Indeed, if we don't do this, I'm afraid Yan Bei won't even have the chance to see the demon flag."
After saying that, he let out an angry roar and shouted: "Duke Ming, come out and die!"
Without waiting for Duke Ming to speak, he picked up his spear and rushed over.
Liang Zhiyin shook his head, moved slightly and followed.