Yang Zi'an stood up, took the dagger in Wei Qiong's hand, faced the middle of the Temple of Heaven, and shouted without hesitation: "The ancestor is above, Yang Zi'an, a descendant of the Yang family, tells you that the Yang family is going to die, and I implore the ancestor to go out and save the Dawu Dynasty!"

After speaking, without hesitation, the dagger in his hand was cut towards the wrist of his left hand, and suddenly, drops of bright red blood fell, which was very strangely merged with the Temple of Heaven and disappeared without a trace.

After a few breaths, the Temple of Heaven shook instantly!

And in the center, a ray of gray light began to light up, not dazzling, but it didn't take long, like a bubble, instantly expanded, two or three breaths, it had expanded to the size of three zhang.

At this time, look at it, where is the gray light, it is clearly a gray portal!

The door suddenly opened.

An old man in a yellow robe strode out, with a strong momentum and a majestic face, at this time he looked at the human king Yang Zi'an, and said lightly: "Today's human king, do you know that the secret realm of the royal family is related to the life and death of the dynasty, and it cannot be opened lightly!"

Yang Zi'an was a little excited, and bowed slightly, knowing that this person must be the ancestor of the Yang family, but now that he is the king, he does not need to make a big bow to worship.

"Old Ancestor Rongyu, now that the Dawu Dynasty is on the verge of being shattered, there are barbarians in the south to disturb a mansion, there is a Black Lotus Sect cholera side in the west, there is a Great Yan invasion in the north, and there is the independence of the family in the east, it is the moment of life and death, so open the secret realm to save the dynasty!"

Yang Zi'an's voice was sad, in just a few years, the situation had become so erosive that he was powerless.

"What?"

Yang Chui's face changed suddenly, his brows furrowed, his anger rushed out, his hair stood on end, his eyes shone brightly, and he looked at Yang Zi'an deadly.

"Follow me into the secret realm and report to Yang Tian Ancestor!"

He took a deep breath and shouted, and then with a flick of his right hand, Zhenyuan was mighty, rolling Yang Zi'an up, and in an instant, he stepped through the light gate and entered the secret realm.

From beginning to end, he didn't look at the Manchu civil and military forces below.

In his eyes, only Yang Zi'an, a descendant, is worthy of his attention!

As for the civil and military officials, they are just people who serve his family.

Below, Cai Que stood at the head of the hundred officials, quietly watching the two figures disappear, expressionless, no one knew what he was thinking.

......

"General, a hundred miles ahead is Yang Xincheng!"

On the official road of Beichuan Prefecture, a large army was marching rapidly, and every soldier seemed to be as light as a swallow, striding forward, despite the rapid march, he was still out of breath and tired.

It is the Yong'an Army under the command of Lian Po!

After capturing Chen Tianyan, he immediately led the Yongan army to the north to exterminate the 80,000 Great Yan Army besieging Yangxincheng.

"Keep exploring!"

He ordered lightly.

The Yong'an Army now has more than 25,000 people, all of whom are soldiers with a physique of more than seven levels!

After more than four months of training, most of them have reached the eightfold realm of physique, which is definitely several points stronger than the Zhenlong Army and the Zhenhu Army.

With such a strong force, coupled with the cooperation of the Beichuan Army under the command of Hua Xiong, there is no need for any strategy at all, and the combination of the two is enough to easily destroy the lineup of the Great Yan Army.

Therefore, he did not stop, and led the army to rush directly towards Yangxincheng.

I just took a break halfway through to drink water and make food.

Then it was like a sharp arrow, straight to Xiangyang New City!

All the enemy scouts along the way were killed by hundreds of Great Zhao armor soldiers scattered in all directions.

No news has come back to the Great Yan Army!

It wasn't until it was close to five miles or so that the army surrounding Yangxincheng could be seen from afar that the soldiers of Dayan suddenly reacted and urgently arranged their troops.

But the distance of five miles is too short, for the Yong'an army, which is more than seven times tall, it is only a small half pillar of incense time, and it has already rushed to the front!

The Great Yan soldiers have not yet lined up their formation.

"Kill!"

Lian Po drank coldly, pointed obliquely at the big knife in his hand, sat in the Chinese army, and did not rush away.

However, none of the 1,500 Great Zhao Jiashi under his command were missing, and they all entered the battlefield!

Just like a blood-colored tornado, the two armies collided instantly, and Da Zhao Jiashi was like a steel knife, effortlessly, directly inserted into the belly of the Great Yan Army!

Fifteen hundred veterans of the Tianyuan Fivefold Realm were reincarnated, and the combat power they exerted at this time was enough to make the world tremble!

Fifteen hundred long knives are vertical and horizontal, just like slaughtering chickens and sheep, the blood is shining in the sky, bright red blood is splashed, and the corpses are lying on the ground, rushing over, extremely easy!

Closely behind them were more than 20,000 Yong'an soldiers, most of whom were warriors before, but now they are soldiers, and many of them are fighting for the first time.

But the tacit understanding of cooperation is not at all like a recruit.

A long knife slashed down, and a famous Yan army fell to the ground with wide eyes, a blank face, and despair.

In just a short moment, the shouts of killing rushed into the sky, and the evil aura filled all directions, and blood flowed all over the ground.

"Kill!"

There were corpses everywhere, and countless Great Yan troops fought back and screamed hard, but helplessly, the difference in strength was too great, they were just ordinary troops of Great Yan, how could they fight with the Yongan Army?

Hundreds of people gritted their teeth and rushed forward, but they were crushed and destroyed by the Yongan Army in an instant, and in the end, there were less than twenty Yongan soldiers who could be killed!

This gap made countless Great Yan troops desperate.

It made the Great Yan generals in the formation stunned and almost couldn't believe it.

Where did this elite army come from!

In his opinion, it was almost comparable to their pride of Great Yan and the Invincible Army!

At this moment, the west gate of Yangxin City opened, Hua Xiong took the lead, and 1,200 Xiliang elites behind him followed indifferently, and tens of thousands of troops rushed out!

After a few breaths, he rushed into the Great Flame Array!

With a cruel laugh, the blood-colored long knife in Hua Xiong's hand instantly swept forward!

Rumble!

A sword light dozens of zhang long crossed the sky, like a blood-colored crystal diamond, dazzling, and under one blow, hundreds of Great Yan Army's bodies were divided into two!

"Shogun Kamui!"

Behind him, the Beichuan Army was full of fanaticism, and roared, and the sound spread in all directions, shaking the void!

"Kill!"

Huaxiong drank coldly.

took the lead and led the army to charge at the countless Great Yan Army in front of him.

And when the Great Yan Army outside the West Gate was shocked by the enemy attacking from behind in the direction of the South Gate, Hua Xiong led the troops to kill.

was caught off guard at all, and was swept away in an instant.

Behind them, Xiliang's elite long knife slashed, and the evil qi covered the sky, and above their heads, a dark red cloud of evil qi swirled, tumbling and rolling, as if there was a shocking beast hidden in it.

Almost as soon as they came into contact, countless Great Yan troops were like dilapidated weeds, being cut across by Huaxiong, Xiliang elite, and countless Beichuan soldiers.

At this time, Hua Xiong immediately rode the fierce Lin Horse King, his face was rough and hideous, surrounded by a murderous aura that soared into the sky, setting him off as if he was a demon god from hell.

With a slash, a piece of sword light swept in a fan shape, flesh and blood flew sideways, and a famous Yan army was killed on the spot.

"Formation!"

The Great Yan generals outside the West Gate were stunned, and roared loudly at this time, looking at Hua Xiong's gaze, as if he wanted to breathe fire!

Under his command, the soldiers of Da Yan were frightened and rushed to form a circle.

Almost immediately, Hua Xiong felt the difference, he glanced ahead, smiled coldly, and didn't care much.

If it weren't for the sake of reducing casualties and forcing the cities of Beichuan Mansion to surrender to Li Mansion, what would he be afraid of with these 80,000 Great Yan Army?

As early as half a month ago, you can sweep it clean!

At this time, it was just facing one side, and there were only 20,000 Great Yan Army, no matter how much they struggled, they couldn't escape the fate of defeat.

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