"Young man, no!"

On the tower of the city, Nadu's complexion changed suddenly, and when he wanted to step forward to stop him, he was a step too late.

Below, among the 200,000 troops, some people gradually noticed this scene and revealed their voices of discussion. But in an instant, the voice of the discussion turned into a sneer and ridicule.

"Who's that?"

"It's a master of the rivers and lakes, it's really fatal? Below, there are soldiers who drink coldly. Immediately, he pulled out the bow and arrow behind him, directly bent the bow and arrow, aimed at Su Hao, and shot out with an arrow.

Dense arrows shot out from the ground, forming a rain of arrows!

Seeing this, the capital of the city looked very embarrassed, and his face showed regret, is such a person going to die in the rain of arrows?

And outside the capital, the 200,000 troops, some of the soldiers who noticed the sky all showed sarcasm.

But then, in the next moment, the eyes of everyone who noticed the sky widened in disbelief.

I saw that in mid-air, Su Hao's robe was hunting, his black hair was fluttering, his eyes were indifferent to the clusters of arrows, and the moment it was approaching, his right hand slowly raised, and a Xuanyue suddenly erupted on his fingertips.

This Xuanyue was not big at first, but the moment those arrows came, it was directly enlarged.

The crimson light burst out, like a real moon, rising in mid-air. The dense arrows shot at the Xuanyue like bubbles, and did not make any penetrating sound.

Instead, it was all pasted on the Xuanyue.

Xuanyue is like a magnet, absorbing arrows!

The arrows were impenetrable, and they were all pitted in front of Su Hao.

Su Hao stood in the air, his black hair fluttering, his eyes were indifferent, at this moment he was like a god, standing in mid-air, indifferently scanning the battlefield.

In the capital, everyone was taken aback and looked incredulous.

Not only them, but many archery soldiers below were also dumbfounded, everything in front of them was beyond their cognition, and the sound of monstrous discussions came from below.

"This... Is this still human?"

"No... This is definitely not a martial arts master, he must not be a person from the rivers and lakes!"

Among these soldiers, there are still many people who have seen some masters, but none of the masters they have seen can face the dense arrows like Su Hao, and it is just a matter of waving their hands.

Below, more and more people noticed the scene in the air, and the news soon spread to the tents of the 200,000 army.

In the military tent, dozens of generals walked out, led by a middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man wears gold armor and has a majestic face, and his appearance is somewhat similar to that of the monsoon. When he heard the news, he took command of the military tent and glanced into the air, and his pupils suddenly shrank when he stared at it.

The face changed slightly.

"Yan Guo also sent a monk... Didn't Wang Feng say that he was the only monk in this realm? Why is there another monk running out now, and it seems to be hostile to my Ji family!"

He muttered to himself, but the expression on his face remained the same.

His mind and thoughts flipped upside down, but his eyes gradually became gloomy.

Immediately, his eyes flashed, and his eyes showed murderous intent: "Everyone listen, everything to stop my Ji Jiajun's killing!" As soon as he gave the order, the war drums and horns sounded again, echoing in the sky.

"Order!"

At the same time, those soldiers were ordered to roar in unison.

"Speed up the pace of attack!" The middle-aged man spoke again, he was Ji Changfeng, the second uncle of Ji Feng.

For many years, he has been planning in the shadows and training the army.

Seeing that the Ji family was about to obtain the Yan Kingdom, he would never allow any accidents to happen. Whether it's an immortal or a demon, what's more... You're not an immortal, you're just a monk.

Since you are a monk, you will definitely be able to kill!

Even if it costs a lot!

Ji Changfeng turned around, returned to the military tent, and continued to command the battle.

The Ji Jiajun, who had received the military order, roared in unison, bursting out with a majestic momentum. In an instant, thousands of troops came out alone, this is a group of archers.

Originally, this group of archers was mainly responsible for assisting the siege soldiers to occupy the towers.

Now, in order to deal with a cultivator like Su Hao, he was directly sent out alone.

All the archers are in position, forming a team of thousands, bending bows and arrows in unison, all movements, neatly and consistently, flowing smoothly, in just a few seconds, directly in one go. Immediately after, at the command of the commander.

Thousands of arrows shot out like locusts with a bitter cold wind.

Directly attack Su Hao!

"If you don't want to die, get out!" Su Hao stood in the air and shouted. Seeing those arrows coming again, the Xuanyue in his hand was suddenly thrown by him and slammed into the rain of arrows.

This war had nothing to do with him, and Su Hao didn't want to meddle too much.

He had only one thought, and that was to fight quickly and end this battle as soon as possible.

He was a monk and was too involved in worldly things. Once it is discovered by the three cases, it is indispensable to punish the sect.

Even though he is an ancient cultivator, Su Hao's heart still has a certain sense of identity with the sect. That sense of identity comes from Su Qing, from Lin Wan'er, and from Lin Haotian.

Xuanyue collided with the arrow and exploded directly in mid-air.

With the rain, it fell down with a roar.

But it didn't stop, and clusters of arrows came at you.

Su Hao's eyes swept and soon found that the 200,000 army had accelerated the pace of the attack. The archers on one side were just here to pin him down, while the other side began to attack.

After all, the other side is an army of 200,000 people. However, the defenders of the capital only had an army of 30,000.

This is simply an unequal force!

Capture the thief and capture the king first!

Su Hao's eyes flashed slightly, and he was silent for a moment. He flickered out, braving the rain of arrows, and the cultivation of the Ancient Realm exploded on his body, and a sense of vicissitudes enveloped his whole body.

And he's like a ghost in the night!

Rushing out of the rain of arrows, he went straight to the tent.

At first, those soldiers shot arrows with all their strength to stop Su Hao. But as time passed, they found that even in the dense rain of arrows, they couldn't stop the white-clothed youth in the sky at all.

"Oh no, he's going to get close to the big tent!"

"Protect the marshal!"

By the time they reacted, Su Hao was already approaching, and he was only a kilometer away from the big tent.

Brush Brush Brush!

Immediately, the surrounding generals approached, drew their swords together, and pointed at Su Hao, and the intention of killing was pervasive.

Seeing this, the corners of Su Hao's mouth rose slightly, he grinned, his body turned into an afterimage, and he rushed out a hundred meters in an instant.

And those generals were all shocked, showing disbelief.

I don't know who shouted the word 'kill', and everyone rushed out in an instant to stop Su Hao.

"I said, if you don't want to die, get out of the way!" Su Hao shouted, he didn't want to hurt this group of mortals. So as soon as you make a shot, you will rotate your fists, and each punch will blow these people away.

In the midst of the hosts, a hole was directly torn open.

A mighty mess!

In just a quarter of an hour, he went straight to the front of the tent. A knife that snatched a military general was across Ji Changfeng's neck.

It's no different from taking the enemy's head in the crowd!

However, Su Hao did not kill, but hijacked.

"You... You, let go of me!" Knowing the moment he was held hostage, Ji Changfeng deeply understood what the power of a monk was.

Almost at the moment when Su Hao held Ji Changfeng hostage, outside the 200,000 army, an iron-blooded horn suddenly resounded.

Immediately after, a huge flag fluttered from a distance.

It was a blood-colored flag, and there was only one word 'Sichuan' on the flag!

Behind that big banner, followed by a group of black soldiers and horses, it was the soldiers of the ancient city of Luochuan!

Each one is wearing black armor, riding a black war horse, and holding a black sword, like a black torrent, directly surrounding the surroundings... This is the Black Iron Guard of the ancient city of Luochuan!

"Black Iron Guard!"

At the moment when he saw the Black Iron Guard, even Ji Changfeng's pupils contracted violently, and a bad premonition arose in his heart. [Today and tomorrow, the ancient city of Luochuan will end here, and then it will really enter the world of cultivation. Here, I promise you that I will give you a different world. Ask for collections, ask for recommendations!]