At dawn on the second day, Da Zhou's army attacked again. Yesterday, in a bloody battle, both sides lost nearly 50,000 soldiers and horses. Now there are only more than 150,000 soldiers left on both sides.

The soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty were constantly charging, and they were not afraid of death as they were yesterday. There is no fear in my heart. And the eighteen masters of the late stage of the Great Zhou Extreme Realm also began to make a move.

Shentu Jianxiong and Jianqing, as well as the twelve protectors of the Thousand Souls Palace, fought against the enemy's eighteen Extreme Realms. They have been competing for more than half a month. They all learned about each other's moves.

Today's beginnings are still the same as usual. Shentu Jianxiong and Jianqing had to join forces to deal with the six masters of the Extreme Realm. After all, Shentu Jianxiong is a master of the transcendent realm, and his skill cultivation is completely a master of the late stage of the Extreme Realm in one person and four masters. And Jian Qing is a sword cultivator, and his kendo cultivation is extremely high, and one person can do his best to deal with two masters of the Extreme Realm.

For more than half a month, the two sides have been evenly matched. It's a pity that today we ushered in an uninvited guest. Just when the fight between the two sides was fierce. "Good, good!" A Buddha horn sounded, and the voice seemed to be thousands of miles away, and it seemed to only whisper in the ear.

Everyone was shocked, and both sides stopped fighting. A white-robed monk floated in from afar. Step on the void and walk, not in a hurry or slowly. It is really like an immortal Buddha in the world.

The person who came was Yuankong.

"I haven't seen the Lord of the Shentu Hall for a long time, how are you doing lately?" said Yuankong.

Shentu Jianxiong saw that the person turned out to be the Yuankong of Jialan Temple, and his heart tightened. In this way, the tide of today's battle will be reversed. Shentu Jianxiong showed himself unhurriedly and said: "Yo! It's a bald donkey, what's the matter? If you don't cultivate Buddha in Jialan Temple, do you want to kill people when you come to the battlefield?"

Yuankong smiled slightly and said: "The Lord of the Shentu Hall is joking, the poor monk just can't see the lives ruined, so he specially came to resolve this war. ”

After hearing this, Shentu Jianxiong laughed and said: "How many years have you not thrown away your sanctimonious skin? The * who slaughtered more than 6,800 ordinary people with a single move of Vajra Palm will also be compassionate? What Buddha? What is the right path? Just because they don't believe in your Buddha, you kill them, this is the Buddha? This is the Buddha's so-called compassion?"

Everyone was shocked when they heard Shentu Jianxiong's words, and the monk who came looked at the benevolent eyebrows and killed so many people with one move. And the reason is that they don't believe in Buddhism. There is no Buddha in the heart, and there is no fear of the Buddha.

Is this what the so-called Buddha is?

"What the Lord of the Shentu Hall said was easy, the upper lip touched, and the lower lip, the red mouth and white teeth splashed the dirty water of the poor monk's body. It doesn't matter if the poor monk is there, but why should the master of the Shentu Hall insult my Buddha? The poor monk wants to correct my Buddha's name today. Enkong said with a smile.

Although Yuankong was smiling, the murderous aura around him was getting heavier and heavier. Everyone is looking at the round sky, and at this time, the round sky still has the posture of a living Buddha in the world, completely like a Shura who came out of hell. The murderous aura of the round sky is becoming more and more peaceful, and people who have no cultivation, or even low cultivation, are like falling into an ice cave, like entering a hell.

Yuankong slowly raised his right palm, and the strong wind formed by the exercise dispersed, and the ordinary soldiers who were downwind retreated again and again. At this moment, a huge golden palm fell from the sky. Shoot towards Shentu Jianxiong.

The strength displayed by Yuankong is no longer the existence of the Extreme Creation Realm. Fortunately, Shentu Jianxiong is also a master who has been to the transcendent realm. Now although the realm has fallen. Strictly speaking, he is already a master of the transcendent realm.

Shentu Jianxiong did not show weakness, the Futu sword was unsheathed, and a brilliant sword qi split the golden giant palm in half. Both of them have used their skills to take care of their families, and the two of them come and go, and their skills are difficult to distinguish between the two for a while.

The cultivation of the two was so strong that when the two of them fought each other, the impact of the vitality seemed to make the entire heaven and earth tremble.

At this time, all the Extreme Creation Realms, even the Peak Realm or the Martial Arts cultivators, were quietly watching. Battles of this level are hard to come by. Watch it for a while, maybe it will help you.

Season 5 came back to its senses very quickly, and such a great opportunity could not be wasted. In the fifth season, he hurriedly ordered that the whole group continue to attack the city.

received the order to leave the fifth season, and even if I wanted to watch it again, I had to give up. The soldiers of the three armies began to siege the city. This time, Great Qin's Extreme Creation Realm masters became thirteen, and the strongest Shentu Jianxiong was pinned. The Qin army fell into a weak position.

As a result, the four extra powerhouses of the Extreme Creation Realm in Da Zhou began to participate in the siege. How powerful is the powerhouse of the Extreme Realm. The four joined forces, and the gates of Shuiyun City were broken and the city walls collapsed.

In less than ten minutes, more than 80,000 Great Qin soldiers died. watched the soldiers fall one by one, and the comrades fell in a pool of blood one by one. Zhang Xie's eyes seemed to be infected with blood and turned bright red.

The shouting and killing of the Great Zhou army did not stop for a moment. Seeing that the city gate was broken, most of the city walls were destroyed. Zhang Xie took down the drum for the first time.

The remaining 120,000 Great Qin soldiers began to charge outside the city. Zhang Xie ordered the soldiers who were beating the drums to start beating the drums.

Zhang Xie shouted loudly to the sound of drums: "It is the glory of a man to die on the battlefield, and I, a Great Qin soldier, would rather die than take a step back." Sons, kill me!"

"Kill, kill, kill!" the Great Qin soldiers roared and rushed towards the Great Xia army.

The other party now has nearly 180,000 soldiers, as well as four masters of the Extreme Realm. This can be said to be completely hitting a stone with an egg.

For a full hour, there were only more than 6,000 left of the 120,000 soldiers of Great Qin. However, the Great Xia army still had 100,000 people. As early as half an hour ago, the four Great Xia Extreme Realm masters were no longer interfering.

Zhang Xie was covered in blood, looking at the other party's 100,000 people and laughing. He said loudly to the gate of Shuiyun City, "Why is it still soft? Come on, come on, beat the drum loudly." Kill the boys!"

"Kill!" the six thousand disciples of Great Qin continued to charge.

Looking at the drummers in the mouth of the city, they have already burst into tears. He wanted to rush forward and kill the enemy with his brothers. But he had more important things to do. His rumbling drums today are the best help to his brothers. He gritted his teeth and beat the drum with all his might. The sound of drums resounded throughout the world.

6,000 people against 100,000 people, how heroic, what mighty, what men?

From ancient times to the present, the most iron-blooded man is always in the military and always on the battlefield to kill the enemy. There is no shortage of stories on the battlefield. How many iron-blooded and heroic men sacrificed their lives for the country. Protect the people and the faith in your heart.

They will always be the hardest backbone in the world.

Just like that day, in front of Xunyang Pass, Guan Taiwei guarded the city against thousands of troops alone.

Just like that day, in Tianhu City, Duan Jiuya borrowed the law from heaven for the people.

Just like today, in front of Shuiyun City, 6,000 iron horsemen shook 100,000 to protect the country.

It's still the same sentence: Dying on the battlefield is the glory of a man!