Dang-dang-dang-dang...the teeth-shattering sound of arrows clashing and Zhang Ping's sneer sounded almost at the same time.
Compared with the border troops, the Imperial City Guards had slightly less experience, and in terms of martial arts, archery skills and equipment, they were even better than the border troops.
At least hundreds of arrows accurately hit Zhang Ping at the same time, including arrows shot by military practitioners.
The accumulation of such a large number of arrows is completely different from the superposition of power that ordinary people imagine. Any experienced soldier and practitioner knows very well that the total weight of hundreds of arrows falling on a person at the same time is very large.
amazing.
The feeling of arrows with such a total weight falling on a person at the same time will make each arrow seem to carry such a weight.
Normally, even if a practitioner uses his soul power to fight against such a force, it would be as uncomfortable as being hit by a speeding metal carriage. However, at this moment, Zhang Ping's cold voice did not pause at all, and these arrows
The power seemed to not even pierce the outermost protective layer of vitality of the armor. The huge impact just rebounded on the arrow shaft, causing Zhang Ping's body to instantly explode into a huge black mass of countless broken arrow shafts.
Flowers!
All Yunqin officials and generals looked at the sapphire blue armor that remained motionless amid the impact of so many arrows.
No one answered Zhang Ping's words.
Zhang Ping's question is indeed difficult for them to answer.
At this moment, the vast majority of Yunqin officials and military generals in Zhongzhou City are completely unable to determine their emotions towards Lin Xi. This emotion is very complicated, but when everything has become an established fact, the interests of the entire empire are
The most important consideration for most Yunqin officials and military generals.
They also clearly realized that according to Lin Xi's approach, letting the eldest princess ascend the throne was indeed the smoothest way to make the transition for the entire Yunqin Empire. Especially Lin Xi's expression that Qingluan Academy did not want to replace the throne made them even more worried.
After weighing the situation, the vast majority of people began to tacitly and consciously cooperate with all actions of Qingluan Academy.
Now all the Yunqin officials and Yunqin soldiers around the workshop don't even know the origin of the armor that came out of the secret workshop hidden underground, and who is inside it. They can only be sure that it is
He was the enemy of Lin Xi and others. Just because Lin Xi wanted the eldest princess to come out to take charge of the overall situation, and this person should be the mastermind behind the disappearance of the eldest princess, General Yun Qin, who commanded these armies, issued the order to attack.
But this still makes Zhang Ping feel unfair at this moment.
In his mind, he thought of the scene in Purgatory Mountain that day, when the news of the death of the headmaster of Purgatory Mountain came, and he faced the great elder of Purgatory Mountain and all the red-robed priests of Purgatory Mountain alone.
He also thought about the scene where he killed countless red-robed priests of Purgatory Mountain and finally walked to the temple in the highest crater amid the flying blood.
He also thought about the records about practitioners in the ancient spiritual world that he saw in the huge human face in Tianmo Prison.
"A cultivator who has become a demon has to step on countless corpses to reach the highest altar. So, let me fight my way through and become the supreme king in this world."
Zhang Ping, who fell in the rain of flying arrows, said coldly to himself in his heart.
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When the arrow rain poured down on Zhang Ping, Lin Xi and Nangong Weiyang had been sensing it with all their strength, and their eyes never left Zhang Ping's body for a moment.
This rain of arrows has different meanings for the two of them.
"Did you sense anything?"
Looking at Zhang Ping who started to fall in the air, Nangong Weiyang asked in a voice that only she and Lin Xi could hear.
Lin Xi shook her head.
After truly becoming a Saint Master, he originally possessed several secret techniques from Qingluan Academy and Prajna Temple, and was taught magical transformation by Zhang Ping. His perception has surpassed that of most Saint Masters in the world. However, in the rain of arrows just now, he
, No matter what he saw with his eyes or what he felt, the armor on Zhang Ping seemed to have no flaws at all.
This piece of his armor, the energy of heaven and earth in the runes, in some strange way, absorbs and fits the armor into a seamless whole. It can be said that those runes are the thickest gaps in this armor, and all souls
The surge of power and the flow of vitality come in and out through these runes. However, these runes are smaller than the tiniest strands of hair, and there is a powerful electric light unique to the true dragon gem flowing in them. If you really want to talk about a weakness, I am afraid that only
The black wings behind Zhang Ping were the only weakness that made him feel like he could be defeated.
However, even the full blows he and Nangong Weiyang gave just now were not able to damage the black wings at all.
Lin Xi just shook his head and said nothing, but Nangong Weiyang could already tell what he was thinking in his heart just from the look in his eyes.
"The broken wings can't cause him any harm, at least it's of no use at this moment." She also shook her head and whispered seriously: "His soul power cannot be infinite."
Lin Xi also knew what Nangong Weiyang was thinking.
Although Zhang Ping has concealed too many things, and no one really knows how strong Zhang Ping's body is at this moment, Zhang Ping's strength is still impossible to compare with the peak demon cultivator during the war between immortals and demons.
Naturally, it is impossible to endlessly devour the vitality of other practitioners to replenish one's own soul power.
As long as the soul power is not infinite, you can naturally use the human sea tactic to slowly pile him to death.
However, Lin Xi also thought that at this moment, Zhang Ping wanted to control everything in the world like the former leader of Purgatory Mountain. Zhang Ping could not have thought of this, so Zhang Ping might have other ways to hide. "Be prepared with both hands.
Fight and retreat at the same time!" He said this to Nangong Weiyang without any hesitation.
After saying this, he straightened his body even more, and without any pause, issued a stern order to the Yunqin army that was attacking Zhang Ping: "You guys retreat quickly!"
Lin Xi had commanded countless battles, and the order at this time had an indescribable iron-blooded meaning. Although it was simple, all the Yunqin generals present immediately understood the meaning conveyed in his words.
"Assemble the heavy armor and heavy cavalry from the Shenfeng Battalion!"
The Yunqin general who issued the attack order before decisively made a gesture for the entire army to retreat, and at the same time issued the military order quickly.
The moment he issued this military order, Zhang Ping turned into an afterimage that no one could see clearly and rushed towards him.
Then everyone saw that he wanted to kill this Yunqin general.
A Yunqin official was standing between Zhang Ping, the Yunqin general.
He had no intention of fighting Zhang Ping, but because Zhang Ping's speed was so fast, he didn't even have time to dodge, and Zhang Ping had already passed through his body.
The reason why it is said that it passed through his body is because in an instant, Zhang Ping did not make any movement at all. The body of this Yunqin official was smashed into countless pieces of flesh and blood. Zhang Ping turned into
The afterimages passed through these broken flesh and blood without stopping.
"retreat!"
Lin Xi screamed again, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, his flying sword passed over Zhang Ping's afterimage, and a piece of twilight fell in front of Zhang Ping.
The twilight turned into countless transparent strands of light, like countless tiny transparent crystal swords.
Zhang Ping's advancing figure did not change at all, and with a deep scream, he passed directly through these small transparent swords, and countless transparent light strands broke and shattered on his outer armor.
At the same time, with a huge roar, Nangong Weiyang's flying sword fell from the sky, like an iron rod of heaven's punishment, and hit Zhang Ping's heavenly spirit accurately.
Countless rays of blue light burst out from the helmet of Zhang Ping's armor, turning into countless fist-sized heavy water droplets in one breath, reflecting countless frightened faces.
The heavy armor was forced into the ground by powerful force.
However, at the next moment, the armored feet were lifted up again and were pressed extremely tightly. The ground before it cracked was like a huge pie connected to Zhang Ping's feet. After Zhang Ping's feet landed on the ground again,
Only then did it break into several pieces, bursting out into a loud noise.
Zhang Ping still moved forward, rushing straight towards the Yun Qin general.
A piece of dark green grass suddenly formed under Zhang Ping's feet, and countless grasses as long as witch hair surged crazily, cutting towards Zhang Ping's legs.
Zhang Ping seemed to be stuck in a quagmire at first.
On the armor of his feet, in addition to the golden threads that were always swimming, it began to emit countless purple-red sparks like a coal stove that had just been lit and was still blowing.
These extremely small sparks fell into the dark green grass and seemed to be annihilated immediately. However, in the next breath, the entire dark green grass was ignited and burned. The purple-red sparks were gone.
However, the rising heat brought up countless ashes that were still shining dimly.
Zhang Ping passed through the flames and ashes.
The battle at this time has turned into a battle where Zhang Ping wants to kill the Yunqin general, and Lin Xi wants to stop him from killing the Yunqin general.
No one thought about the significance of such a battle at this time.
Different choices at this time make such a battle happen naturally.
Looking at Zhang Ping walking through the flames and ashes, Lin Xi let out a sharp roar.
His scream was extremely shrill and loud. He seemed to be shouting all the suppressed emotions out of his body.
At the same time, billowing soul power spurted out from his body, and his flying sword directly carved countless rays of transparent sword light around Zhang Ping's body.
As the soul power in his body surged beyond its limits, countless tiny blood droplets spurted out from all the pores of his body's skin.
"Want to kill me?"
"You will never be able to kill me."
The Yunqin general and many Yunqin soldiers who had been retreating desperately also saw the crimson blood mist that suddenly formed outside Lin Xi's body. A look of determination suddenly flashed in the Yunqin general's eyes, and he suddenly stopped.
He looked contemptuously at Zhang Ping, who was approaching, and said these two words with a sneer.
As soon as these two voices sounded, the black long knife in his hand was already slashed on his neck.
The sound was still lingering in the air, and the proud head of the Yunqin general flew up.