Chen Qianding stood on the survey platform with his sleeves folded, looking at the colorful star mist clouds outside. The dark blue Taoist robe floating on his body seemed to blend into the void.
At this time, a jade talisman floated over from a distance. He turned his sharp eyes and the thing fell in front of him. After looking at it for a few times, he rolled up his sleeves and put it in his sleeves.
After a while, a Taoist with short eyebrows, small eyes, and a thin body came up behind him, bowed and said: "Brother, I have already checked, and the people who killed Pei Yue were Wei and Fu from Yeya Prefecture. There is nothing unusual about the two mercenary armies in the submission, but there is no guarantee that these two families have covered it up."
Chen Ganding did not turn around, but turned his back to him and said, "Who are the monks guarding these two mercenary armies?"
The skinny Taoist said: "One is named Zuo Yungang, and the other is named Zhang Yu. However, according to the news from the Military Affairs Office, Zhang Yu's true identity is a Xuanting Walker."
Chen Qian Ding's eyes flashed and he said: "Zhang Yu? That person who was better than Nie Yin in Xuan Zhen's discussion of Dharma before?"
The thin Taoist said: "It's him."
Chen Ganding said with concern: "You can make some arrangements and try to move both Wei's army and Fu's army outside to find an opportunity to solve the problem."
The thin Taoist nodded and said: "Okay, but since Zhang Yu has the identity of Xuan Ting Xing Xing, will doing this..."
Chen Ganding said calmly: "If he is walking in Xuanting, then we can't let him know too much. Let the people from Shangchentian take action. The success or failure has nothing to do with us."
The thin little Taoist said solemnly: "Yes, I will make arrangements."
In the Hongyi layer, Zhang Yu held a long sword and followed Li Bailiang to the top of the military fortress. He saw that several walls here had collapsed, forming a gentle slope, which was impossible to block the entry of the army. .
The aliens on the opposite side came over like a tide. Although most of the soldiers behind were in disarray, there were pure elites rushing to the front. They lined up in a relatively orderly queue, with countless waving flags, and earth-shattering shouts. The sound looks very impressive.
Li Bailiang couldn't help but feel a sense of suffocation at this moment. He felt that the entire military fortress was like an isolated island surrounded by a turbulent sea and could capsize at any time.
He composed himself and said: "Zhang Xuanxiu, I wonder if you are planning to do this?"
To be honest, he really wanted to see Zhang Yu use a magical power to wipe out everyone below.
But he also knew that this was just an extravagant hope at the lower level. As for what Zhang Yu just said about dealing with the army, he just regarded it as an inspiring slogan.
Zhang Yu looked down. Although there were tens of thousands of these aliens, it would not take much effort to kill them one by one, but he had a simpler way.
He looked at the tall figure riding on the strange bulbous monster.
Unlike these ordinary aliens who are just followers of evil gods, this person is obviously a true descendant of the gods, with a weak spiritual light on his body.
As long as they are removed, the remaining aliens that have lost morale will pose no threat.
He said: "Wait for me for a moment."
Under the eyes of Li Bailiang, Lao Yang and others, he slowly walked down the city wall along the gentle slope with his sword in hand, and walked towards the surging army alone.
His pace was slow at first, then gradually began to speed up, and a burst of light like fire surged out of his body.
He stared at the tall figure riding above the bulb, raised his elbow slightly, put it on the hilt of the sword, then put his foot down a little, and instantly turned into flowing fire, slamming into the entire military formation!
It was like a meteor crashing into the wheat field, and the light and fire passed by, and those alien soldiers were knocked into the air in rows.
The tall divine descendant obviously noticed this. He tore off his white robe, revealing a strong body under dark blue skin. At the same time, he picked up a golden hammer from the side of the seat and concentrated on the impact.
The fire light came, then roared, and the huge hammer head swept downwards!
Zhang Yu breathed slowly, and everything around him seemed to slow down in his eyes. He put his hand on the hilt of the sword, then leaned forward slightly, and suddenly, he rushed in before the golden hammer struck, and then
Take advantage of the situation to draw your sword and chop it down!
Li Boliang and others standing on top of the military base saw a bright sword light flashing across the battlefield and drawing a perfect arc in mid-air.
After the sword light faded, the tall god swayed for a moment, as if he still wanted to find his opponent. However, when he tried to turn, the body that was cut in half slowly separated, and then fell to the ground.
And not just it, even the bulbous monster below stood for a moment, then fell to the ground with a bang, and then exploded with a pop, and the smelly liquid immediately spread on the battlefield.
The alien soldiers were stunned for a moment, and the battlefield became silent. Then there was an uproar, as if a dam burst, and tens of thousands of soldiers collapsed instantly.
Every alien screamed in panic, threw away the weapons and flags in their hands, took off their armor, and fled into the distance as hard as they could.
The people standing above the military base watched all this blankly.
Li Boliang's body was trembling slightly. He knew how difficult it was to deal with the god descendant. They once organized twenty people to conduct a raid, but in the end only half of them came back.
He had also seen with his own eyes a certain comrade's body being torn apart by the monster under the god's seat, and then stuttering. He believed that if the memory of the power of projection could not be brought back, this would probably be a lifelong nightmare for that comrade.
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But now, such a powerful god was killed by a sword. He grabbed Lao Yang and shook his head excitedly: "Lao Yang, did you see it? Did you see it?"
Lao Yang said with a bitter face: "I saw it, I saw it, stop shaking my waist..."
Zhang Yu looked at the fleeing aliens, turned his wrist, and returned the sword to its sheath.
Although his power was suppressed, his consciousness was still that of a monk in the Xuanhe realm. In his eyes, this godly descendant was not only powerful but also full of flaws. It was not difficult to kill him.
He turned around, walked back from the front, and said to Li Boliang: "Sergeant Li, I just arrived here, can you tell me about the situation in this realm?"
Li Boliang hurriedly said: "I'm very happy." He immediately gave a general overview of the situation here.
In fact, except for a small piece of land behind them, this lower realm named Hong Yi was almost completely occupied by inhuman evil monsters and followers of evil gods, while Le Chao was nailed to a nail by the star Kuixiu.
Originally, Yiweitian City would send sergeant projections from time to time to provide support, and Lechao had artillery and muskets, so it could barely sustain itself.
However, in the past ten years, those followers of the evil god have also mastered the technology of firecrackers and artillery, so the war has gradually turned to the unfavorable side of Lechao.
Lao Yang interrupted at this time: "I heard that Tiancheng controlled more than ten lower realms in the past, but now only four are still in our hands, including the Hong Yi realm where we are, but I don't think there are any more here.
If this continues, sooner or later this place will be lost."
Zhang Yu thought for a while and said: "How long do you two think it will take for the aliens to come back again after they are defeated this time?"
Li Boliang thought for a while and said: "It can be stable for at least two or three months." He tried to ask: "I wonder how long Xuan Zhang will stay here?"
Zhang Yudao: "I just arrived and I won't leave for the time being."
The rest period of Wei's army is one month. Because time passes differently, theoretically he can stay here for up to half a year. During this time, he plans to use it to think about his own path.
At this moment, another ray of light flickered on the stone plate in the military fortress.
Since most of the soldiers had just gone to the top of the city, no one noticed the movement here.
As this ray of light dissipated, the figure of the monk surnamed Xu appeared from within. He tried to sense it, his eyes lit up, and he said: "I found you!"
At this time, a phantom that looked like a horse or a cow floated on his chest.
He stretched out his hand to press it and said with a smile: "Don't worry, he will be able to satisfy you soon."
That thing is his visualization picture, called "Return".
Whenever he encounters something that makes his mind unhappy, no matter what method he uses, as long as he can make himself happy afterwards, he can make progress in his practice. However, if he keeps it in his mind, it will affect his practice.
This time he and Jia An invited Yu Ruiqing and Zhang Yu together, but neither of them betrayed their favor, which made him very dissatisfied.
But he did not resist this feeling, because it was the only way to improve his performance.
And there's no better place to settle the matter than down below.
The visualization diagram shows that no matter whether the opponent is upright or in the shadow of his power, as long as he kills the opponent, his performance will be improved again.
The fight at the lower level does not involve life and death. He is a disciple of Xuanzun, and the other party can't do anything to him. Even if they come to him, he can at most accompany him with some pills and money.
When he was thinking this, he was already striding towards the top of the military fortress.
At this time, a wounded soldier was turning back to check. When he saw him, there was a burst of surprise on his face, and he excitedly saluted him: "Your Majesty!"
Seeing that the monk surnamed Xu was blocking his way, he frowned, gently moved his hands, and said impatiently: "Get out of the way."
The wounded soldier immediately flew out involuntarily, hit his head on the door, and then lay there motionless, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.
The monk surnamed Xu glanced at it and didn't pay much attention to it. In his opinion, the people of the lower class were not considered human beings at all.
He stepped to the top of the city, looked at Zhang Yu standing there, and said with a smile: "Zhang Xuanxiu, you didn't expect that we are here again..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly showed a look of shock and anger, and saw a sharp sword light slashing towards him.
He wanted to hide, but the sword light was too fast. He also forgot that he was just a projection of power, and his evasive magical powers were simply not enough to use here.
With a scoff, a head flew up, and then the voiceless body fell to the ground.
Li Boliang and others stared at this scene blankly.
After a while, Lao Yang swallowed his saliva and said: "Zhang Xuanxiu, that, that seems to be a Taoist cultivator from Tiancheng."
Zhang Yu vibrated the sword, then slowly returned it to its sheath. He said softly: "You wantonly abuse your colleagues. This person is not worthy of our company and should be punished."
