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"Now, the cultivation realm has reached a critical point, and there is only one step left before you can step into the fifth level of the spiritual realm. Ye Chen said happily.

Then, he changed into a spear and rushed into the battle of the soldiers.

"Kill!"

Ye Chen waved the spear in his hand, and countless enemy soldiers were killed by Ye Chen one after another.

With Ye Chen's joining, the battle between the two sides suddenly became one-sided, and it didn't take long for all the enemy troops to be strangled except for Wang Lance.

At this time, Wang Gun and Wang Yan fought inseparably, especially after Wang Gun suffered some minor injuries, he couldn't be careless.

Although these injuries are all minor, they still have a little impact on Wang Gun.

"Bring the bow!" Ye Chen said.

Suddenly, a soldier handed a bow and crossbow to Ye Chen's side.

Ye Chen took it.

Then he drew his bow and pointed the long arrow on the bow at the king's spear.

Seeing this, Wang Gun's face turned pale, at this time, he was already at a disadvantage when he fought with Wang Yan, and he couldn't be disturbed by other factors at all, if Ye Chen shot a long arrow at him, how could he resist?

With Wang Yan's strength, as long as he collected the gun, he would be cut down by Wang Yan with a knife and seriously injured.

When the king spear was in trouble, the long arrow on Ye Chen's bow shot out violently.

The long arrow, like a meteor, shot quickly towards the king's spear.

Wang Gun was furious, his face was extremely ugly, and then he shook his body and hid to the side.

"Whew!"

The long arrow passed by the king's spear, and it was only a little short before it hit the king's spear.

Wang Yan slashed out with a sword.

"Whew!"

Wang Lance, who had just dodged the long arrow, couldn't resist Wang Yan's long knife in a hurry, and a bloody wound was instantly cut out of his chest.

"Damn!" Wang Gun was extremely angry, and his eyes looked at Ye Chen viciously.

However, Ye Chen took another arrow and aimed the long arrow on the bow at him.

"Ahh

"Wang Gun, don't be distracted!" Wang Yan said.

At the same time, his attack on the king gun became more ferocious.

Suddenly, the king gun was difficult to resist, and he was forced to become a phenomenon.

And at this time.

"Whew!"

The long arrow on Ye Chen's bow completely shot towards the king's spear.

Wang Gun was so angry that his face turned red, but he had no way at all, at this time, he was barely resisting Wang Yan's attack, and he didn't even have the ability to dodge the long arrow.

"Poof!"

The long arrow instantly shot at the king's body, adding to the wound of the king's gun.

After an arrow, Ye Chen took out another arrow and aimed it at the king spear again.

"Ahh

"I'll kill you!" Wang Gun couldn't stand Ye Chen's actions, so he turned around abruptly and killed Ye Chen.

"Whew!"

However, the sword that Wang Yan slashed out was slashed on the back of Wang Yan.

Wang Lance was seriously wounded, his steps were weak, and he fell to his knees.

"Die!"

Wang Yan slashed down with a sword, and instantly slashed the head of Wang Lance and flew out.

Wang Gun's eyes widened, which showed how unwilling he was to die.

After Wang Gun's death, Wang Yan was also relieved.

Then, Ye Chen and the others continued to leave in the distance, heading to the place where Li Batian's army was stationed.

And not long after Ye Chen and the others left, another group of troops came here.

"Wang Gun is dead?" Zhou Tang looked at Wang Gun who died tragically on the ground, his brows furrowed, Wang Gun's strength was not weak to him, and now, Wang Gun died like this?

"Thousand wounds, you were killed?"

"Ye Chen, Wang Yan, I won't let you go!" a general, kneeling in front of Meng Qian's corpse, shouted angrily.

His name is Dream No Regrets, and he is a brother with Meng Qiansheng, and when Meng Qianshu was killed, he was naturally very sad.

"Commander, I inquired, Ye Chen is only the strength of the fourfold spirit realm, with your strength, you can kill that Ye Chen with one sword, you will definitely be able to avenge the leader of the dream thousand injuries!" said a soldier beside Meng Wuregret.

"Yes, kill Ye Chen and avenge a thousand injuries!" In Meng Wu's eyes without regrets, a cold glow was revealed, although he was only a commander, his strength was not weak.

Half an hour later, in the middle of a flat field.

A soldier, in front of Liu Shenji, is reporting something.

"Wang Gun is dead, Wang Gun is dead?" Liu Shenji's face was ugly, extremely angry, Wang Gun's strength was not weak with Zhou Tang, he was one of the most powerful generals under his command, and now, Wang Gun was killed?

"Ye Chen, it's Ye Chen again, I don't share the sky with you!" Liu Shenji roared angrily.

A few hours later, Ye Chen and the others returned to the place where Li Batian's army was stationed.

"Ye Chen, what did you gain from going to Yangcheng this time?" Li Batian said.

"I have some understanding of the terrain around Yangcheng and the distribution of Liu Shenji's army in Yangcheng. Ye Chen said.

"Does understanding this make any big difference to us?" said the court.

"Yes, we can attack Yang City!" Ye Chen said.

"Hmm, attack Yangcheng?" all the generals were surprised.

At the same time, their eyebrows are all raised, are they finally going to fight with the army led by Liu Shenji himself?

"Ye Chen, is it safe to attack Yangcheng?" Li Batian said, after all, Liu Shenji's prestige was too great.

Ye Chen shook his head, he didn't dare to say for sure, after all, the battlefield was changing rapidly, and if something happened to him, he would be unpredictable.

Seeing Ye Chen shaking his head, Li Batian also knew what Ye Chen meant.

"Since you have confidence, then attack Yang City according to your wishes!" Li Batian said.

A few hours later, the army was ready and headed for the city of Sun.

Yang cheng.

"General, Li Batian's army is coming to Yang City!"

A soldier knelt in front of Liu Shenji and reported.

Hearing this, countless generals raised their eyebrows.

"Li Batian's army, if you want to attack our Yang City, their strength is only more than 200,000, which is about the same as our strength, how can he attack?" Liu Shenji was puzzled.

A few hours later, the sky was dark, and Li Batian's army had already arrived not far from Yangcheng.

On the walls of Yangcheng, Liu Shenji looked at Li Batian's army with cold eyes.

"Li Batian, I haven't seen you for a long time, if it's too late today, you still come to attack my Yang City?" Liu Shenji said loudly.

"Hehe, Liu Shenji, we haven't seen each other for a while, but you don't have to worry about my business!" Li Batian said.

"Li Batian, although it is night, but you are leading the army to attack Yangcheng like this, have you thought about the consequences?"

"I'm inside the city, but you're outside the city, and if you really fight, your army will suffer heavy losses, right?" Liu Shenji said.

"Liu Shenji, you don't have to worry about it!" Li Batian said.

Hearing this, Liu Shenji's eyes shrank slightly, he felt that Li Batian's army was coming, it would not be so simple, but he couldn't think of a simple method.

In the distance, on a high mountain outside Yangcheng.

Ye Chen led a large army and appeared here.

"The wind is blowing towards Yangcheng, and with the distance between this mountain and Yangcheng, and this height, we can completely enter Yangcheng. Ye Chen said.

The last time Ye Chen came to Yangcheng, he had been here, so he knew about this place and the distribution of some enemy troops in Yangcheng.

Then, under Ye Chen's order, all the soldiers took out the cloth umbrella they had made, and then tied the rope on the cloth umbrella to their bodies.

Then, under Ye Chen's order, all the soldiers jumped off the mountain with their cloth umbrellas.

In the dark night, under the blowing of the strong wind, countless cloth umbrellas, carrying countless soldiers, flew in the direction of Yang City.