To the south of the Sword Dao Sect Peak, the Guangling River flows around the mountain, like the white ribbon around the waist of the palace maid.

And the Guangling River here, compared to the section on the edge of the West Lake, is obviously much more dangerous, every time there are young disciples of the Kendo Sect swimming together, standing on the riverside, looking at the surging Guangling River, listening to the sound of the big waves crashing on the stones, they can't help but have a heroic feeling.

At this moment, the Guangling River can only make people feel a chilling sense of fear.

Tens of thousands of boats went down the river, and nearly 10,000 of the more than 20,000 disciples from the Confucianism, Taoism, and Zungong Palace got on the boats, and a large area of woods south of the river was cut down to make boats, and the entire river was densely packed with boats.

Although Confucianism and Taoism respect Confucianism, this does not prevent the Longyuan Pavilion from collecting countless unique classics collected from all over the world for thousands of years, which naturally includes the classics of the hundreds of schools of thought other than Confucianism.

There is no other reason, to defeat the Kendo Sect, it is undoubtedly a tough battle.

In order to minimize the casualties of the disciples in the sect, the Confucianism and Taoism Zungong used 3,000 disciples who were good at the Momen machine technique to cut down wood and build ships day and night, and produced more than 10,000 nine-bead crossbows and 9981 rune cannons.

More than 10,000 Nine-Bead Repeater crossbows, which were terrifyingly powerful, were divided into three waves of 3,000 crossbows each, alternately throwing a rain of arrows towards the defensive position of the Kendo Sect on the opposite side of the river.

The nine-bead crossbow can be as powerful as a blow during the calamity period.

More than 10,000 nine-bead crossbows are better than the power of group attacks.

Rain of arrows, dense.

For some reason, the new army of dragon elephants stationed across the river did not fight back, but retracted their heads back into the turtle shell like turtles.

"The group of grandsons of the Kendo Sect didn't come out. ”

"With the nine-bead crossbow of my Confucian and Taoist Palace, it is normal that they dare not come out. ”

Seeing this situation, everyone in the Confucian, Taoist and Zungong Palace felt very happy in their hearts, and the rain of arrows covering the sky and the sun was thrown away even more mercilessly.

Eighty-one heavy rune cannons were fired in unison, the runes lit up, the sound was earth-shattering, and eighty-one cannonballs weighing thousands of catties fell on the position on the other side of the river, blowing up countless gravel and soil chips.

Although among the disciples of the Confucian and Taoist Zungong and the large and small forces that clinged to the towering tree of the Confucian and Taoist Zungong, there are many cultivators who can fly with their respective magic weapons or imperial swords, and originally planned to cooperate with the guards in the sky when the army crosses the river, but looking at the rain of arrows and terrifying rune cannons, and then looking at the devastated defensive positions that were bombed on the opposite side of the river, these cultivators who can fly to the blue sky and catch the bright moon have also put away their thoughts.

What fool would take the huge risk of being shot into a hedgehog and fly over the river to protect the 10,000 Confucianism, Taoism, and Zungong disciples who didn't need to be guarded at all?

Just when the huge fleet of ships that made people's scalps was running across the river without hindrance, and the ships in front were only more than thirty zhang away from the river bank, a white rainbow suddenly flew in the northeast sky.

The dazzling white light was comparable to the sun in the sky, and along with the white rainbow came a crackling sound like a firecracker exploding densely.

The Confucian sage, who was sitting in the Chinese army and drinking a little wine and eating fried peanuts, suddenly raised his head, slammed the table, and shouted, "Bold fanatics!"

The Confucian saints rose from the ground, and the tent of the huge military camp suddenly exploded.

And by the time the Confucian sage swept into the air, it was already a step too late.

The white rainbow that fell from the sky fell into the Guangling River like lightning.

Suddenly exploded.

A huge cavity 100 zhang wide appeared in the river, and the terrifying explosive force instantly spread to the surface of the water, setting off a monstrous wave.

Hundreds of boats around them, along with hundreds of Confucianism and Taoism disciples on board, were thrown into the sky and then plunged into the river.

Whether it was on the river or the disciples of the Confucian and Taoist Zungong who had not yet crossed the river, they watched this scene and reacted for a while.

Without the cultivation of the Great Power of the Spirit Void Realm, how could it be so powerful?!

Could it be that the Demon Sealing Sword Array has finally begun to fight back?!

Although this explosion was terrifying and also damaged hundreds of disciples of the Confucian and Taoist Zun Palace, for the army of more than 20,000 cultivators, the flesh wounds were not counted.

After a short period of stunned, everyone in the Confucian and Taoist Zungong Palace was full of anger, and countless crossbow arrows were splashed towards the opposite side of the river without money, and eighty-one rune cannons also fired at the same time.

In their minds, the person who launched this blow, whether it was the power of the Spirit Void Realm hidden on the opposite side of the river, or the Demon Sealing Sword Array itself, could not escape the wrath of the Confucian Dao Zun Palace.

Countless rain of arrows, along with terrifying rune cannons, poured towards the other side of the river.

And just when the dense crossbow arrows and dozens of cannonballs weighing thousands of catties flew into the air, they suddenly stopped shooting forward and hovered in mid-air.

The tide of the Guangling River was rolling, and the disciples of the Confucian and Taoist Zungong who were standing on the boat on the river raised their heads one after another, looking at this strange scene.

This is completely beyond their comprehension.

Just when everyone was surprised and confused, a figure swept from the northeast.

It crashed like a meteor on the shallows filled with crossbow arrows on the opposite side of the Guangling River.

When the dust and smoke cleared, a young man in a green shirt stood with his head held high, holding a pitch-black iron sword in his hand, and the sleeves of his cyan robe danced in the wind.

In the sky above the army camp, the Confucian sage's eyes narrowed slightly.

The young man was none other than Yun Mo, who had killed nearly 10,000 elites of the Wind Kingdom at the foot of Dongfeng Mountain.

That young face is not handsome, nor is it very angular, but it can make people feel a kind of peace from the depths of the soul, like a secluded pool in the deep mountains, no wind, no waves, no ripples, quiet and deep.

Yun Mo waved his hand lightly.

The tens of thousands of crossbows suspended in mid-air began to slowly turn their arrows, the tail of the arrows was facing the sky, and the arrows were over the ground, aiming at the rushing Guangling River and the nearly 10,000 Confucianism, Taoism, and palace cultivators on the river.

Yun Mo whispered a simple word: "Fall." ”

His voice was flat, without any emotion, without any ups and downs, still as peaceful as he had given him.

But as soon as the word "fall" came out, the crossbow arrows changed from extremely quiet to extremely moving, roaring towards the river at high speed.

The dozens of terrifying shells weighing thousands of pounds also smashed into the river.

Heavy rain is still falling.

Arrows are also raining.

All of a sudden, the sky over the Guangling River south of the main peak could no longer tell whether it was a terrifying dense rain of arrows or a torrential shower.

The sound of crossbow arrows breaking through the air, the sound of wind and rain, the sound of big waves crashing on the shore, the sound of crossbow arrows entering the flesh, muffled snorts, wails, pain, all of a sudden, on the Guangling River, countless sounds were mixed together.

The change came so quickly that most of the cultivators who crossed the river were shot into hedgehogs by the dense crossbow arrows that came from them before they could react.

Of course, there were also cultivators who were determined and acted quickly enough to try to resist the rain of arrows, but soon, these disciples of Confucianism, Taoism and Zungong who had cultivated well were disheartened and found that their actions were completely futile, because there were too many arrows raining down from the sky, and it seemed to be endless.

What made them even more desperate was that even if the power of the Nine Beads Repeater Crossbow was amazing, there was absolutely no such terrifying power, where is this crossbow arrow, this is clearly a flying sword! Tens of thousands of flying swords!

After discovering that resistance was futile, some cultivators who still had strength to do so either began to flee or jumped out of the boat and went under the water to escape.

In just a few breaths, the entire river, the boats were full of arrows, and there were corpses lying on them, and the river was even full of corpses, and warm and bright red blood gushed out, staining the entire Guangling River red.

In the blink of an eye, there were less than a thousand Confucianism and Taoism disciples left who could still stand.

Its tragedy is like purgatory on earth.

"Breaking the battle!" Yun Mo looked coldly, this dilemma trapped him, and also gave him the power to seal the demon sword array, since the four holy lands joined forces, then this was the beginning of the breakthrough.