Volume 1 Southern Regions Chapter 120 Trapping

Zhang Wei frowned, only to see Xianzhen suddenly move.

To be precise, it was not that he moved, but at that moment, seven ancestors appeared in Zhongtian, exactly the same.

"Demonic energy clone?" Zhang Wei felt tricky, and sure enough, under the suppression of Tianyuan Bell, the demon generals in the golden bell were suddenly crushed and scattered into thick black demonic energy.

Someone from behind him, a sword broke through the sky, and slashed at the back of the neck of Zhang Wei, the king of Dushan.

Zhang Wei Demon Yuan shook, and a spiritual weapon appeared at the same time in the seven cave Xuan Qi circles behind him, or a sword, or a spirit shield, or a spear, or a formation disk.

The seven spiritual weapons were all brilliant, and Zhang Wei didn't look back, destroying the spiritual weapons that were cultivated by Dong Xuan and rushing out, fighting with the demon general who suddenly appeared from behind.

"Boom !——"

The spirit weapon bombarded indiscriminately, and for a while, it was difficult for the demon general to parry, and he was pierced through the chest by a spirit sword on the spot.

But he didn't care about it for the first time, but in the blink of an eye, the demonic qi surged, and the terrifying gap in the demon general's chest pierced by the spirit sword had disappeared.

The battle in the middle of the sky is white-hot.

Tiger Prison Pass Inner City Bell Tower, Bai Ze couldn't take his eyes off it, staring at Xie Xuan's purple misty figure.

The old man went to the middle of the sky with a sword, and he was inseparable from Li Tianxing.

Bai Ze thought that there was an imperial sword peerless, and Xie Xuan wanted to kill Li Tianxing, but he could do it easily. But in the current situation, with his eyesight, he can only see that the two are on equal footing.

"Sister Mountain Ghost, can my master win?" Bai Ze asked the sword spirit who was also standing on top of the bell tower, "That old demon looks at it and has two brushes. ”

The Sword Spirit Mountain Ghost was silent for a moment, and just said, "He needs someone to break the formation." The person who walked with him couldn't break the formation, the old devil had the support of the demon array, and it was difficult for your master to kill him. ”

Bai Ze couldn't help but worry.

The outer city of the Tiger Prison Pass, without Zhang Wei and Xie Xuan to contain it, even if Wang Lang was present, he could not stop the giant's offensive.

Only one of the two giants who were as high as the head of the Tiger Prison Pass fell, and the other climbed up to the head of the city, arching the position of the Tiger Prison Army above his chest, and then suddenly cut off the part below the head of the city before Wang Lang could make a move.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable. Bai Ze saw that the part of the giant that had climbed up to the top of the city disintegrated violently, and the demon pawns as black as the tide rushed into the city gate, and hundreds of dead people poured into the city like hailstones.

Not to mention the head of the outer city.

Bai Ze couldn't stand it anymore, he volleyed his sword into the air and went straight to the outer city.

After a lot of fighting, the sergeants were tired.

When Bai Ze rushed to the head of the city, his eyes were full of demon pawns, and he saw that the outer city was no longer able to defend it. The Great Sima Wang Lang single-handedly beheaded one of the two giants from the city, which was already quite exhausting, and he did not dare to fight again.

After all, the opponent still has the Xianzhen who can now entangle with the white-clothed guest, and Xianzhen's subordinates, as well as the famous general of the national war seventy years ago, the general of the Great Jin Wind and Thunder Cavalry, Meng Tian.

Meng Tian has not yet appeared.

Tiger Prison Pass is full of dangers, go all out to defend the outer city at this moment, if Xie Xuan's side loses, Tiger Prison Pass will fall in an instant!

Preserve their strength, and with the Tiger Prison Protector Array as support, they can still buy time to wait for Heyang reinforcements to arrive.

As soon as the Heyang army arrived, there was Tao Hongjing, the great master of the Xianmen of Tianzhu Mountain, and it was not impossible to turn the tide of the battle.

Wang Lang and military advisor Yuan Zhe glanced at each other, nodded to each other, and immediately ordered the three armies: "The three armies retreat and defend the inner city!"

The Tiger Prison Army sang gold, and the city heard it, but it was silent.

"Lao Bai, let's go!" Ye Xuan's expression was stunned, and when he saw Bai Ze rushing to the city, he gritted his teeth, turned around angrily, and led the soldiers defending the city to break through and retreat to the inner city.

As far as the eye can see, it is full of ghosts.

Above the city, the dead crowded the galloping road. Wang Lang, Shen Mojun led the army to retreat, they couldn't stop it, but after this battle, the number of people who retreated to the inner city alive was only 2,000.

Eight thousand men were divided into the battlefield, and six thousand sergeants remained there forever, from the moment they fell to the time they stood up, they became walking corpses, their eyes were red, their eyes were fixed on the inner city passes, and the roar moved the three armies.

Bai Ze was dressed in black, standing at the head of the inner city, pressing the sword in his right hand, facing the cold wind in the north, looking at the dense army of dead people in the urn city, and looking at the tiger prison sergeant who was looking lonely at the head of the outer city, a feeling of chaos of life and death made him have a glimmer of detachment.

One will be successful, and ten thousand bones will wither.

War is ruthless, between yin and yang, only the winner is king, and the loser is the villain.

In one day, under the two battles, the Tiger Prison Army suffered more than 13,000 casualties. And the total army defending the city, the so-called regular army is no more than 60,000 people.

Go straight to June 1st.

The generals all stood at the head of the inner city, with a heavy heart.

If you continue to fight like this, where will you see the dawn?

The second battlefield, above the middle sky.

The two little sages hedged back and forth, and the Cave Xuan Aura behind them, which symbolized the Supreme Third Realm Heavenly Venerable, stirred up the wind and clouds, and the majestic energy swept down from the middle sky, pressing the demon pawns in the fields outside the gate to the point that they couldn't straighten their waists.

In the Daomen, the little sage is already a great power who can be the name of a real person! In the battle of the Sage Realm, he can open up the void and control the space with a gesture, and he is a little sage in the Sky Realm; he can lead the vision of heaven and earth, and the path is legal, and he is the great sage of the Vientiane Realm.

Sky to Sky.

Vientiane to Vientiane.

In the magic array, there was a fierce battle!

But seeing that Zhang Wei, the king of Dushan, and the demon general Xianzhen, a cave Xuan Seven Heavens, a Cave Xuan Five Heavens, the door of the cave Xuan behind the body was opened, and the two little sages crossed the void and rushed to the end, the two figures could not be captured by the naked eye at all, only the roar of the sky was heard tearing the air, the demonic energy was shaken over, the blood of the demon king was sprinkled in the sky, and one of Xianzhen's arms was directly cut off and flew out of the sky.

"Happy, let's fight again!" Zhang Wei, the king of Dushan, let go of his hands and feet, and the spirit soldiers were criss-crossed, taking the first person by surprise and being in danger.

The gap between the true sage and the false sage emerges from here. can be supported by the magic array, and if an arm is cut off first, he can still have peak combat effectiveness.

Zhang Wei can't.

The sword wound on his body was swirled with demonic energy, and it couldn't heal for a while.

At the moment, Zhang Weili is the first to take the lead, but as time goes by, the Dushan King can't quickly resolve the battle, and it's only a matter of time before he is at a disadvantage.

The first battlefield was lost, and the tiger prison was closed to the inner city, and all the generals were staring intently at the second battlefield of Zhongtian.

"I hope that the Sword Emperor senior and the white-clothed guest can open up the situation. Yuan Zhe said with a solemn face.

The sword spirit mountain ghost has re-transformed into a bladeless sword and returned to Bai Ze's waist. The young man in black also looked nervous, this was the first time in twelve years that he had seen Xie Xuan trapped, and he was so struggling.

In the past, no matter how many opponents he encountered, this old man would retreat from the enemy without any effort between talking and laughing, and the clouds were light and light.

But this time, the opponent, the demon cultivator named Li Tianxing, actually forced Shizun to use a famous stunt, Taiyi Divine Sword.

The key is that the Taiyi Divine Sword came out, and the battle still couldn't be ended quickly, which couldn't help but make Bai Ze worried.

The master's move is earth-shattering.

The four-person scuffle pulled the battle from late night to dawn. The general of the Tiger Prison Pass did not sleep all night, staring at Zhongtian from afar.

The chaos in the city has subsided, but the panic of the demon soldiers entering the city has spread and is unstoppable.

Especially when the outer city was breached, the people and horses in the gate were frightened, after all, the first army entered the city, and there was no way to retreat except to go north, otherwise everyone would not escape death.

The people on the outside want to get in, and the people on the inside want to come out. The Tiger Prison has become a besieged city.

can be Wang Lang's calculation, until the last moment of the city break, it is impossible for them to withdraw from the Tiger Prison. Because once the retreat began, it did not stop.

The Tiger Prison Army was crushed in an instant, and the living soldiers lost all their fighting spirit and became a rabble.

The east is slight, and the star is extinguished.

Above the middle sky, the demon general with a broken arm seized the gap, swooped down, cut off the arm of a ghost pawn with a sword, connected it to his left arm, and reflexively faced the Dushan King who caught up with him is a sword.

"Boom!!"

The sword qi of that sword was twelve zhang long, and Zhang Wei was knocked out of the air, and the original divine light on the Dushan King's body was actually cut out of a crack by that sword.

The decline is gradually revealed.

The onlookers were not shocked.

Under the endless support of the Demon Array, the True Sage finally fell behind!

And the other side.

"Xie Xuan, twenty years have passed, Ji Ji, now your cultivation is no more than the Vientiane Realm!" Li Tianxing said with a gloomy smile, "The Sword Emperor who was difficult to find an opponent in Kyushu back then, but now he is just a sage! Looks like you're going to die no matter what!"

"Vientiane Realm, it's enough to kill you. Xie Xuan stood in the void with his sword and said indifferently.

"Really?" Li Tianxing sneered, his eyes were grim, "Then let's see the real chapter with our subordinates, and decide the outcome with one move, Vientiane against Vientiane!"

"I'm afraid you can't afford to lose. Xie Xuan said casually.