Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Fierce Battle of Wujun

As the peak powerhouse of the Chu State, the witch god is a figure who influences the times.

His fall naturally caused an uproar, and many strategists understood that in this power struggle, Wumen was already out.

From the perspective of the people's hearts, although Wumen enjoys a high reputation, it is only a castle in the air, out of reach, and in the hearts of the people, it is just a holy place.

Judging from the strength of the army, the Wumen only has 8,000 disciples of the Protector Sect, and in the battle of Chaocheng, they have been defeated by Tu Gu and curled up in the sect.

Everyone's eyes subconsciously looked at Danyang City, the life and death of Wumen depended on him......

Although the dragon has a broken arm, the remnant is still there.

"You immediately go to Wujun to assist Tugu and eradicate the Wumen!"

In the imperial study, the king of Chu looked at the folding, and said sharply, the emperor's power is widespread, the killing opportunity is unlimited, with the fall of the witch god, the big stone in his heart finally has a chance to breathe.

In front of him, there stood twenty figures, dressed in gray robes, with cold faces, like a killing machine, born to exist for killing.

Dead soldiers, no need for feelings.

In addition to the division of Shen Xi, this group of people who hide in the shadows is the foundation and hope of the Chu State, as long as they are still there, the Chu State will not be destroyed.

"No!"

The dead man saluted expressionlessly, broke out of the air, and the terrifying aura enveloped Danyang City and passed away in a flash.

Countless people looked up, or shocked, or shocked, or disdainful, or indifferent......

............

Huiyang City.

It is a small city in the middle of Wujun, the city wall is not high, and martial artists above the fourth rank can jump up.

However, it was in this ordinary small city that a major battle would take place that would completely change the pattern of the Chu State.

Shaw!

Banner hunting, covering the sky and the sun.

Early yesterday morning, Xiao's 200,000 troops suddenly appeared, surrounded this small city, and launched a fierce attack, and the sound of fighting shook the sky.

Above the sky, the evil qi is rolling, forming blood-colored clouds, which are very thick, and the scorching sun cannot penetrate them, with a radius of dozens of miles, the air is cold, and there is a kind of suffocating depression.

"Haven't you found a way yet?"

Xiao Tengge was wearing golden armor, looking at Hui'an City from afar, this small city is like a hedgehog, the combat effectiveness is not strong, but it is full of thorns, and at every critical moment, there is a group of mysterious phantoms, falling from the sky.

In the face of the mysterious phantom, his army was almost powerless to fight back, and was destroyed like a broken bamboo.

"Head of the house, nowhere to find!"

The Great Elder clenched his fists, his face solemn.

In the past two days, he consulted many ancient books and classics, but found nothing.

He even suspected that those mysterious phantoms did not exist at all, the Seven Kingdoms of the Reckless Continent did not exist at all, they were like popping out of a crack in a stone, mysterious and powerful.

"Retreat!"

Xiao Tengge frowned slightly, and gave the order to retreat.

The war drums were beating, and the Xiao army that was besieging the city retreated in an orderly manner.

Beneath the city walls, corpses fell horizontally, staring blank and bleeding.

On the city wall, the right protector breathed a sigh of relief, originally he wanted to give up Huiyang City, avoid the edge of the Xiao clan, and wait for reinforcements to arrive, but before he could retreat, he was besieged by the Xiao clan.

"Protector, the Xiao Clan's attacks are too frequent, and we have consumed a lot, and we are no longer able to fight. ”

As soon as the ghost floated over, he said apologetically, his voice revealed weakness, and the ghost aura that permeated his body also became thin, and in just two days, they shot seven times.

Every time you make a move, you will consume ghost energy.

After a few rounds of attacks, the ghost qi in their bodies was almost consumed.

"Rest in peace!"

The right protector knows that the ghost soldiers have reached the limit, and if they continue to participate in the battlefield, they will definitely suffer a lot of losses, their eyes are fixed, they look at the battlefield coldly, and they say in a strong voice: "Order, live with the city!"

As soon as these words came out, the spirit of the two thousand Demon Sect disciples was shocked, their eyes were firm, their weapons were clenched tightly, and the bloody aura gathered, like a sacred mountain, indestructible.

Demon Sect, how can there be people who are afraid of death?

The ghost clenched his fists and led the weak ghost soldiers into the city.

"The Demon Sect is majestic and cannot be trampled on!"

Seeing the ghost soldiers leave, the right protector muttered to himself, and a terrifying demonic aura coiled around his body, like the Nine Shadows Abyss, stepping on the white bones, and facing the oncoming killing god.

His black hair was stained red with blood.

It's a little more hideous.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Half an hour later, the horn of the attack sounded, and tens of thousands of Xiao army, under the leadership of Xiao Tengge, attacked in formation, and their morale was like a rainbow, stirring up the storm.

Since we can't think of a way, let's solve it by force.

Behind him, the Great Elder stood with his sword in his hand, and two powerful Saint Realm auras erupted unscrupulously, and under this momentum, Hui'an City seemed insignificant.

"Fight!"

The right protector burst out, his body was in the air, his palms turned black, and he was bubbling with a ghostly demonic aura, a terrifying breath, rising and falling between heaven and earth.

He has no chance of winning this battle.

The Xiao clan has two Saint Realm powerhouses, among which Xiao Tengge is still at the peak of the Saint Realm, and his strength is strong, and he has just broken through the late stage of the Saint Realm, even if he cultivates the heaven-level exercises, he can't make up for the huge gap.

"It's good to come!"

Seeing the menacing right protector, Xiao Tengge was not shocked but rejoiced, the sword in his hand trembled, and he was shocked, forming a terrifying sword qi and attacking and killing.

Thundered!

In an instant, the three figures fought, leaving behind a series of afterimages in a radius of 100 zhang, which was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and could only see the palm prints covering the sky, and the sword light was shining.

This area has become a forbidden place on the battlefield, no one dares to approach, and a few warriors and soldiers were unfortunately swept into the turbulence, and before they even let out a scream, they exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

After dozens of moves, the three figures separated.

The right protector leaned back to Hui'an City, his breath was vain, his arms trembled slightly, and drops of red blood slipped from his fingertips, dripping on the ground, splashing out a few blood flowers.

He's hurt.

A sword mark, almost the entire arm, deep into the bone, constantly seeping blood.

"You're defeated!"

Xiao Tengge stood a hundred feet away, his body was fine, but his breathing was short, and his clothes were a little messy.

The figure of the Great Elder swayed, appearing behind the Right Dharma Protector, blocking the retreat.

At the same time, tens of thousands of Xiao Clan's army had already attacked Hui'an City, and in the absence of the assistance of ghost soldiers, the Demon Sect disciples resisted to the death and could not escape defeat.

A disciple of the Demon Sect, after delivering the final blow, collapsed in a pool of blood and slept here forever.

They knew they were going to die, but they had no regrets.

"You can't win me. ”

Hearing the tragic battle behind him, the right protector held back his anger and said flatly, his blood-red eyes looked at the sky on the right, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

A chain, shuttling through the void.

Well?

Xiao Tengge also turned his head to look and found that a black dot appeared under the chain, and as the distance got closer, he couldn't help but gasp, his face full of horror.

What did he see?

A mountain peak.

A mountain that carries endless demonic energy.

This demonic aura shocks the heavens and the earth, just like countless demons, walking the world and harvesting life.

Indeed, there are also countless demons on this mountain......

"It's ......"

Xiao Tengge's heart sank slightly, he could hang a mountain peak in the void, except for the Demon Sect that was born two days ago, there seemed to be no other forces, and there was such a means.

To tell you the truth, he didn't want to be an enemy of the Demon Cult.

But now, there is no way back.

"Die!"

Immediately decided, Xiao Tengge launched an attack, with infinite killing opportunities in his eyes, sword qi in the air, and attacked and killed the right protector.

Strike first.

Kill the Right Protector and reduce the enemy by one.