Chapter 621: The third rank shows its power, and it is sent to the witch
"You just wait here, I'll catch the two witch clansmen first and then come back."
Wang Tiangang gave a warning and then disappeared.
Li Changan also set his sights on the distance.
On Tiannan Mountain, black shadows appeared one after another and quickly approached the position.
The shouts of killing shook the sky, followed by waves of violent murderous intent.
It makes people almost suffocate.
Even though they are so far apart, people feel endless pressure.
The force of such an impact was even more violent and brutal than the previous demon attack.
I can't imagine what a cruel scene it would be if the two sides collided head-on.
He used his eyesight enough to have a panoramic view of the Wu clan who were the first to rush over.
Their body shape is basically similar to their own, and they are covered with ferocious magical armor. All of these armors are formed by their accompanying magical powers.
Some of the Wu soldiers have ferocious visors on their faces, and the auras of these soldiers are also more powerful.
Tens of thousands of Wu Clan soldiers gathered together into a torrent that seemed to be able to destroy the world, and swept forward with a rumble.
The ground seemed to have erupted with an earthquake. Even from dozens of miles away, Li Changan could feel the quake under his feet.
In mid-air, fire clouds filled the sky and quickly descended towards the White Deer Academy position.
Like a wild and ferocious beast, it opened its bloody mouth and tried to swallow everyone in the position.
"attack!"
The Duke of Wuxu in front waved his hand and issued a battle order.
In an instant, the world was lit up by densely packed and vast grammar.
Those Wu clan had just fallen into the trap, and were swallowed up by the water grammar, and then they were endlessly entangled with the earth grammar.
Before the Wu Clan army even got close, they were dragged into the quagmire of grammar.
However, these witch clans kept roaring and roaring, like wild beasts, running forward without fear of life or death.
Their bodies are too strong, and ordinary grammar cannot cause a devastating blow to them.
Balls of flames surged above them, and tens of thousands of Wu clan troops gathered together, setting off a sea of fire in the sky to resist the incoming Wenfa.
Behind the witch army, hundreds of Nuo witches with sharp horns on their heads began their unique worship ceremony.
Powerful forces from heaven and earth are gathering together. In the sky, a terrifying witch god composed of flames stands in the void.
Boundless power raged outward, and the world seemed to be shaking. The Witch God's eyes widened with anger, and two arms rushed out from behind him, like two fire dragons.
He took a step forward, spanning thirty miles, and took four palm shots towards the White Deer Academy position.
That slap covers nearly a mile. Once it is photographed, the consequences will be disastrous.
Wang Tiangang snorted coldly and appeared in mid-air, and the sky darkened instantly.
"Boom!"
A bolt of thunder fell from the sky, then turned into a wild bull as big as a mountain and rushed towards the Witch God.
The endless thunder spread into a large net across the void, cutting the Witch God across the middle.
The Witch God roared in mid-air, but still could not stop the raging thunder, slowly disintegrating in mid-air.
Hundreds of Nuo witches behind the witch army all spat out a mouthful of blood.
Wang Tiangang turned into a thunderbolt and rushed directly towards the Wu Clan's position. It was like a meteorite falling from the sky, hitting the rear of the Wu Clan army with a rumble.
A huge shock wave plowed the ground several times, and the surrounding witches were instantly shocked to death.
Wang Tiangang collected the two corpses and then flew into the sky.
With a third-level civil and military qualification, he is still nearly invincible even on the battlefield of the Wu Clan.
No one can stop him if he doesn't get out of the second level.
Deep in the Tiannan Mountains, there was an angry roar, as if a volcano was erupting, and an unparalleled monster was about to emerge from the ground.
Wang Tiangang didn't take it seriously, retreated to his position, went straight to Li Chang'an, and threw out the two corpses of Nuo shamans.
"Take a look..."
Li Changan squatted down, grabbed one of them, and studied the patterns and auras on the bodies of these Nuo witches.
My body size is larger than these Nuo witches, but not much different from the powerful witches.
The lines on the bodies of the two Nuo witches were not consistent, and Li Changan did not need to worry about his own lines being exposed.
Then he discovered that there were two bulges behind one of the witches, which were faintly visible, as if there were fists about to stretch out.
"The Witch Clan also has three heads and six arms?"
Li Changan looked at Wang Tiangang.
Wang Tiangang shook his head, and then strode towards the Chu scribes who stayed in the position.
The Chu State scribe had just witnessed Wang Tiangang's power with his own eyes. When he saw Wang Tiangang approaching, he was so frightened that he quickly bowed and saluted, "I have met you, sir."
"Excuse me, let me ask you, do you have a witch clan with three heads and six arms?"
The Chu State scribe nodded, "Yes, the Wu clan has all kinds of strange looks, and they all evolved for fighting."
"There are also some witch clans with wings on their backs."
"But most of the wizards only have two or four arms, and only third-level wizard kings can have them."
"It is said that Chi You, the witch god back then, had the head of a bull and the body of a bull, with three heads and six arms."
Wang Tiangang nodded and left directly.
The scribe of Chu State took a long breath, and then realized that his whole body was soaked with sweat.
Wang Tiangang returned to the literary barrier and repeated what the scribe of Chu had just said.
Li Changan's eyes were filled with joy, "That's good, then I can take action at will and there won't be any problems."
"The combat power does not need to be suppressed."
Wang Tiangang nodded, "As long as you have an idea, I will take action with the other two wise men later to go deep into the territory of the Wu clan."
"We will seize the opportunity to start a big war, and when the time comes, we will throw you into the Witch Clan's territory. The rest will depend on you."
Li Changan nodded solemnly, "Master, don't worry, my disciple will return safely."
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The first charge by the Wu Clan army lasted less than an hour and then temporarily retreated.
Because Wang Tiangang took action and eliminated the flame witch god summoned by hundreds of Nuo witches, the witch clan's offensive power suffered too much.
The ground attack army is also difficult to approach under the endless traps and grammar washes.
Finally, at a place about thirty miles away from the front line of the position, the follow-up troops were weak and retreated.
Only bodies were left on the ground.
The land ahead has already changed.
The topography has completely changed.
There were thorns of hard soil several feet high that shot out of the ground, as well as a large swamp of mud and swamps, as well as countless potholes, large and small.
The bloody gas gathered together, forming a thin blood mist on the battlefield.
The body slowly sank into the depths of the swamp and was mercilessly swallowed up.
The bodies of these Wu soldiers were still burning with flames that never went out.
All the scribes at White Deer Academy also lost their relaxed expressions and became extremely solemn.
This was only an attack by about 20,000 Wu soldiers.
As a result, such a powerful fighting force can be unleashed.
The summoned flame shaman god is vaguely beyond the fourth-grade level and cannot be resisted by non-third-grade scholars.
If the third-grade scholar hadn't taken action, their front might have been destroyed.
This first battle may seem easy, but in fact there are still huge risks.
If the opponent's number reaches 100,000, the summoned wizard god will be stronger.
It will be hard to say by then.
Naturally, Duke Wuxu also discovered the dangers, and quickly summoned the third-grade Confucian scholars to make new arrangements.
This move of summoning the Flame Witch God has never appeared before, and it was also the first time for the scribes of Chu State to see it.
It seems to be a new method adopted by the Wu clan, hoping to achieve great feats in one battle.
I just didn't expect Wang Tiangang to be so brave, he went up and chopped the witch god alive.
Wang Tiangang winked at the Minister of Wuxu.
Duke Wuxu also understood immediately.
He called An Shitang, and three third-grade scholars gathered together.
"At the beginning of the war, launch a surprise attack immediately to defeat the opponent."
Wang Tiangang said, "Otherwise the battle will become more and more intense, and we may not be able to take much advantage."
"This battle is not just to get Chang'an in, but also to get to the bottom of these guys."
Duke Wuxu nodded, "Yes, at the beginning of the war, both sides have not exerted their full strength, so it is suitable for testing."
"The three of us have gone a thousand miles deep, which is just a matter of dozens of breaths, which is enough."
"If you can take the opportunity to kill one or two third-level wizard kings, even better!"
"Without further delay, take action immediately."
"When the opponent has just withdrawn their troops and their morale has been affected, take advantage of the victory and attack!"
An Shitang looked at Wang Tiangang, "Are you sure there's nothing wrong with that kid?"
"No problem." Wang Tiangang nodded, "Just take action."
"Okay! Take action immediately!"
The three of them hit it off immediately. An Shitang grabbed Li Changan and placed an invisibility barrier around him. At the same time, the literary energy around him surged, dissipating the aura on his body, and then he flew into the sky.
Wang Tiangang and Duke Wuxu also rose into the air at the same time and rushed towards the Wu Clan's position.
As expected, such a mighty and reckless rampage immediately attracted the attention of the Wu clan in Tiannan Mountain.
Then there were furious roars rising into the sky.
A third-level Witch King that was ten feet tall soared into the air and rushed toward the three of them.
Wang Tiangang was very fast and took the lead to greet him, "Get out of here!"
"boom!"
Wang Tiangang was surrounded by terrifying thunder, which was more violent and fierce than the witch clan.
The two sides exchanged fists directly.
The endless power spread out with a roar, forming an earth-shaking air wave.
The mountains below were rumbling, and many Wu Clan soldiers were instantly crushed into blood mist, without even having time to shout.
Wang Tiangang retreated several miles.
The third-grade Witch King from the Zhu Rong tribe opposite had a ferocious face, his muscles all over his body were coiled like a horned dragon, and he exuded a tyrannical and domineering aura like a wild giant beast.
The scorching flames, like a dragon, wrapped around the body and roared at Wang Tiangang.
"Damn humans, die!"
The third-level Witch King roared angrily and punched Wang Tiangang.
It was as if a mountain peak had collapsed, and the void was distorted by that punch.
Wang Tiangang disappeared instantly, and there was lightning and thunder in the sky and the earth.
His figure moved at high speed among countless thunder and lightning, and suddenly appeared behind the Witch King, and then a bolt of thunder struck down from the heavens and the earth, knocking the third-level Witch King directly into the depths of the ground.
"A brainless idiot!"
"Come here, let your Grandpa Wang take care of you!"
Wang Tiangang laughed heartily. He tore up his torn shirt, revealing his strong body. At this moment, he looked more like a witch clan than a witch clan.
On the other side, Wuxu Gong and An Shitang did not stop and continued to rush forward. Whenever they saw Wu soldiers, the terrifying Wenfa poured down.
Although the luck of this place cannot be used, the grammar performed by the third-grade scholar is still more stable and stronger than the celestial grammar.
Dealing with these Wu soldiers who have not reached the third level is simply a bloody massacre.
"boom!"
"boom!"
…
The fighting between Wang Tiangang and the Witch King reached a fever pitch, with both sides refusing to give in to each other.
It was also the first time for Wang Tiangang to fight so heartily. His physical body, which had reached the third level of martial arts, actually felt unprecedented pressure under such a collision.
This is something he has never encountered since entering the third level.
"As expected of the witch clan, his physical body is unparalleled in the world. Come again!"
"Let you, Grandpa Wang, have a good look at what your Wu Clan is capable of!"
Wang Tiangang was like the roughest thunderbolt, charging rampantly, not caring about the pressure he felt on his body.
With thunder protecting his body, he was always repairing his injured body. The process of fighting against the Witch King was regarded by him as an experience in tempering his physical body.
The two sides refused to give in to each other and fought until the heaven and earth trembled, and all living things were terrified.
Fire shot into the sky and thunder shook the world.
All the students from White Deer Academy widened their eyes when they saw Wang Tiangang being so violent.
"Is this...is this the true power of Mr. Xian?"
"Why are you so strong!?"
"It's like a god descending to earth!"
"Can the body of a third-grade scholar be able to compete with the Wu clan?"
It was as if they had seen a miracle, and it was also the first time they had witnessed such a brutal and brutal fight between rivals.
The scene in front of them completely subverted their understanding of the third-grade scholar.
Normally, when a third-grade scholar takes action, he is always calm and calm. With a wave of his hand, grammar wreaks havoc within a hundred miles. How has there ever been such a thrilling, blood-heated close-quarters fight?
The three third-grade scholars guarding the position narrowed their eyes and took a breath of cold air.
"Although Wang Tiangang's martial arts is extremely powerful, he was only halfway to the third level before. How can he compete with the invincible Wu Clan in physical form?"
"This isn't right!"
"Could it be...?"
The expressions of the three people suddenly changed, "That guy's martial arts has also entered the third level!?"
"Only in this way can we not give in in such a fierce and fierce fight, and combined with his unreasonable thunder power, can we suppress the Witch King of the Witch Clan!"
"Third grade civil and military personnel...it's incredible..."
"This is the first time in the entire Jin Dynasty that if we really want to fight, I'm afraid not many of the third-grade ones can defeat him."
"No wonder this guy is so unscrupulous. With such strength, who can stop him?"
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On the other side, Duke Wuxu and An Shitang also met the second Witch King.
An Shitang and Duke Wuxu looked at each other and then took action.
A large mountain with a radius of thirty miles, carrying the pressure unique to the third grade, rumbled and crushed the void, suppressing it.
The heaven and the earth are trembling.
Just a mountain peak at random, this method is really like moving mountains and filling seas in mythology.
The Witch King was directly smashed into the ground by the mountain, and then shattered the mountain, trying to rush down.
Duke Wuxu stretched out his hand and turned his palm, and the word "Zhenshan" appeared in the palm of his hand.
Another big mountain was pressed down by him. There was also a huge ancient seal character "zhen" on this mountain peak.
The sky collapsed and the earth collapsed, and the sun and moon shook.
An Shitang followed closely behind, and boundless winds gathered between heaven and earth, like a tornado hurricane that destroyed the heaven and earth, bringing endless pressure down on the Witch King.
"kill!"
The firelight on the Witch King's body could not be gathered at all, and was directly torn into pieces by the tornado hurricane, and his violent and unparalleled power could not be exerted at all without being able to get close.
He was grief-stricken and furious, but there was nothing he could do.
If he gets close, he can tear the two weak humans in front of him to pieces in an instant.
The Witch King kept pumping his fists, trying to smash the mountain into pieces.
However, Zhenshan is extremely strong and contains great suppressive power.
The Witch King roared in anger and was suppressed underground again.
Duke Wuxu nodded toward An Shitang.
An Shitang waved his hand, raised up the strong wind, and swept away deep into the Wu Clan's territory.
Below you can see a huge mountain range with no end in sight, seemingly reaching to the ends of the earth.
It's like a giant standing tall on the sky fell down and transformed.
Even a third-grade scholar like An Shitang has the illusion that he cannot fly out of the mountains.
He saw the nearly 100,000 Wu Clan army rushing below him and said to Li Changan, "Be careful."
Then he took out a piece of luck fragment from Xumi's treasure bag and crushed it into pieces.
With the help of luck, he stretched out his hand to stir the second thread of rules besides the wind rules he had smelted.
Control the sky.
In an instant, within a hundred miles, the sky and the earth suddenly changed color.
Dozens of tornadoes, like ink-stained tornadoes, fell from the sky and tore up everything on the ground.
Under such violent power, a tiny fluctuation disappeared silently between heaven and earth.