Chapter 176: The Resentful Spirit Yin Soldier

"Let's go quickly!"

The palace is surrounded by yin qi, and there must be a lot of yin ghosts, if they are entangled by them, they will definitely be in danger.

"Hmm!"

The two of them glanced at each other, and Edgeworth rushed forward, and after a while, a ruined but magnificent city wall appeared in the distance, and through the gap, it could be seen that behind the wall, there were countless palaces that were brilliant but full of traces of time.

"Imperial Palace!"

Chu Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the building in front of him, and his heart sank slightly.

On the city wall, surrounded by endless yin and evil aura, a pair of Yin soldiers dressed in ancient armor and holding war battles were inspecting with expressionless faces but dutifully.

"Wraith Yin Soldier!"

Xia Zhiqing's mouth opened slightly, never expecting that she would encounter such a scene.

These Yin soldiers are obviously the Imperial Forest Army of the Taiyuan Dynasty guarding the Imperial Palace, after the destruction of the Imperial Palace, they were resentful, resulting in the addition of Yin Qi entering the body and evil qi surrounding, from a coincidence, they became resentful Yin soldiers.

They don't have much intelligence, they just follow the broken consciousness in front of them, and still fulfill their duty to protect the Imperial Palace.

The rest of the monks rushed to see the scene in front of them, and their faces became extremely ugly: "Damn, why are there so many resentful spirit yin soldiers!" ”

The Taiyuan Dynasty is extremely strong, and the guards who can protect the imperial capital are naturally impossible to be mediocre, even if they have already died, their strength should not be underestimated.

Chu Yan took a closer look, an ordinary armored Yin soldier, the breath of the whole body can be compared to the middle stage of the Jindan monk, and the aura of the leader of the Yin General can be compared to the late stage of the Jindan or even the peak monk.

Moreover, the number of such Yin soldiers was not small, and Chu Yan guessed that the number of the other party might be no less than that of the entire monk who entered the imperial palace.

"It's just a group of unjust ghosts, and they dare to stand in front of my Wei Chi Zhang!"

A man wearing golden armor, holding a double hammer, with an arrogant expression, with hundreds of mid-stage Jindan monks behind him, looked at the resentful spirit Yin soldiers on the city wall and said in a disdainful tone.

"It's Wei Chi Zhang of the Wei Chi family!"

"The Wei Chi family of the top ten families? Sure enough, the background is extraordinary. ”

"That Wei Chi Zhang is not easy to mess with, he is very short-tempered, and he is angry when he doesn't agree with him, let's go farther."

The surrounding monks, seeing Wei Chizhang, got out of the way one after another, retreated a few feet, and did not dare to step forward to provoke him.

"Wei Chizhang, since you say so, why don't you go up and open a way for us?"

A slightly teasing voice came from behind the crowd, causing the faces of many monks to change dramatically.

"Who, so presumptuous, dare to talk to Wei Chizhang like this, is he impatient?"

The monk looked back angrily, complaining.

"It's me! Smell the more people! ”

A young man in a black brocade robe, with a wicked smile on his face and a fair face, replied aloud.

He walked through the crowd to the monk who had just complained, and chuckled, "What, do you have an opinion?" ”

"No~No!"

When the monk saw Wen Renyue, he was so frightened that his legs collapsed to the ground, his face was terrified, and he stammered a little when he spoke.

"Huh!"

Seeing him like this, a trace of disdain flashed in Wen Renyue's eyes, and he snorted coldly, ignored it, and walked through the crowd.

Then, behind him, a team of more than 500 Jindan mid-stage monks also appeared.

"Who am I, it turns out to be your little white face." When Wei Chizhang saw Wen Renyue, he couldn't help but snort coldly and sneered.

"Huh!" Wen Renyue sneered and didn't pay attention to Wei Chi Zhang, but looked at the resentful spirit Yin soldiers on the city wall and said coldly: "Wei Chi Zhang, how many can you deal with this group of guys?" ”

"Hmph, if I'm willing to kill them without a single piece of armor!"

"What a big breath, I'm really not afraid of the cowhide blowing through the sky."

As soon as Wei Chizhang's words fell, a pair of people and horses galloped over from the side with extraordinary momentum.

"Oriental Family!" The sharp-eyed monks on the field immediately revealed their origins.

The Oriental family, the leader is named Dongfang Huai, a monk in the late Jindan period, who looks handsome and dashing, and is suave, which makes the eyes of some female cultivators on the field shine.

"Dongfang Huai!" Wei Chizhang's eyes narrowed, and the battle intent to the sky spontaneously emerged, he waved his double hammer and sneered: "I don't have a big mouth, I only know after trying it, do you dare to fight?" ”

"I'm afraid you won't make it!"

Dongfang Huai also showed no weakness, and a giant axe that did not match his image was revealed, which surprised everyone.

"Drink!"

Ignoring the gaze of others, the two shouted loudly and waved their troops up.

The twin hammers and giant axes collided violently, and the piercing sound of Jin Ge striking, followed by the sound of an invisible force fluctuating and rippling.

The onlookers were unstable and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Bang!

It's another slash!

This time the offensive was even more terrifying, a halo of dazzling light, when the two weapons intersected, burst out, like a big sun, dazzling.

"You two, are you running out of strength?" A coquettish shout came from the air, making Yu Chizhang and Dongfang Huai, who were wrestling, stunned.

Chu Yan looked sideways, and the woman in yellow who spoke with long hair reaching to her waist and graceful posture between her eyebrows and eyes carried the unique arrogance of the children of the family.

"Murong Xiaoyu!"

"It's Murong Xiaoyu, the pearl of the Murong family!"

Seeing Murong Xiaoyu coming, Wei Chizhang and Dongfang Huai glanced at each other, snorted coldly and gave up wrestling, and each retreated into the team.

"There are so many resentful Yin soldiers!" Murong Xiaoyu's face was slightly cold, and she frowned as she looked at the monks present.

There are a lot of resentful spirit yin soldiers on the city wall and their strength is extraordinary, but there are not many monks who dare to come here now, and the only forces in the ranking are their five great families.

After glancing around, Murong Xiaoyu said undeniably: "It seems that we still have to wait." ”

"Not bad!" Wen Renyue also nodded approvingly.

In fact, all the people present, including Chu Yan, were waiting for more forces to come, and then gather their forces to launch an attack on the resentful spirit Yin soldiers on the city wall, so as to minimize the casualties and their own losses.

After all, breaking through the defense line of the resentful spirit Yin soldiers is only the first step, and there must be countless treasures and inheritances in the palace behind the city wall, which is the real goal of the major forces.

Time passed slowly, more and more monks gathered by the city wall, and several Shangzong forces gradually arrived, including the Sword Sect and the Yanyun Sect.

Xia Zhiqing looked at the disciples of these two sects, his face changed slightly to look like Chu Yan, and he whispered: "It's asking the people of the Sword Sect, if you killed Liu Heng before, will you lead them to retaliate?" ”

"Who knows?" Chu Yan shrugged his shoulders indifferently, whether it was a blessing or a curse, it was a disaster that could not be avoided, if the other party dared to come, he would dare to take it.

"It's that kid!"

Suddenly, there was a loud shout, which caused Chu Yan to raise his eyebrows.

He looked sideways, and saw that Hong Quan, who had fled before, followed by a young man from the late stage of Jindan, was pointing at him.

"It's the Xinglong Society!" Xia Zhiqing frowned, flashed her long sword, and her eyes were slightly cold.

"The Xinglong Club is also here!" Wei Chizhang pursed his lips and looked at the people of the Xinglong Society, his eyes were a little disdainful.

"It seems that there are still dragons!" Wen Renyue looked at the two burly and fierce strong men beside Wei Yuanming, and smiled.

"It's normal for these two forces to smell like each other and mix together, but what are they staring at a kid in the early stage of Jindan?"

Dongfang Huai found that Xinglonghui and the others were staring at Chu Yan unkindly, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of curiosity.

"It's really a narrow road!"

Chu Yan looked at the people of the Xinglong Society and the Demon Dragon Gang, and couldn't help but sigh slightly, a little helpless.