Zhun Ti lost his mind, and the turtle rushed towards him with his fists dancing like a tank.

Xuangui, although it is only the realm of the quasi-saint Great Perfection, but the whole body has a rich accumulation, which is not inferior to the sub-saint.

The difference between the two is only the difference in realm and the difference in mastery of power.

In the void, the wind and thunder surged, and between the lightning and flint, the Xuan Turtle had already fought head-on with Zhun Ti!

The turtle was powerful and heavy, and each blow was like a world attacking.

As for Kong Xuan, he displayed a five-color divine light and constantly harassed Zhun Ti!

The two quasi-saints are consummated, and the supreme strength at the top of the pyramid of the flood famine.

In just thirty rounds, he suppressed Zhun Ti to the disadvantage!

"Damn!"

Zhun Ti's face was gloomy, and he wanted to find the one who took the lead in counterkilling.

But the Xuanshui turtle shell is everywhere, and Zhun Ti's attack fell on the Xuanshui turtle shell, and it couldn't set off the slightest wind and waves.

Repeatedly returned in vain, which made Zhun Ti ashamed and very uncomfortable.

The self-corpse of the dignified saint can't beat the two quasi-saints.

Once this record spreads, his reputation will really be ruined.

After hundreds of rounds of fierce battles, Xuan Turtle and Kong Xuan almost figured out the number of ways to Zhun Ti.

One-on-one, they can be overwhelmed, but the two of them together, it is not a simple one plus one is greater than two, and it is directly aimed at the mention, forming a great advantage.

"Xuanshui Turtle Shell!"

"Five-colored divine light!"

The Turtle's lifelong mana poured into the Turtle's shell, and the Turtle's shell instantly changed from defense to attack.

Bursts of aqua blue light flickered, shattering space, shattering time, as if it had become a real world, incomparably heavy, irresistible!

Kong Xuan cast five colors of divine light, blue, yellow, red, black, and white.

Turned into five sharp swords, tore the galaxy, slashed at Zhun Ti, the supreme killing breath, covering the sky and the sun, the five-colored sword fell, as if even the sun and the two stars of Taiyin could be killed.

This is a sword slashed by Kong Xuan's innate supernatural powers to the peak, and it is irresistible!

"Not good!"

Zhun Ti's face changed greatly, and he didn't care about anything else, so he hurriedly sacrificed six pure bamboos.

"Boom, boom!"

Two huge explosions rang out, and six pure bamboos flew back into Zhun Ti's arms.

"Poof!"

Zhun Ti spat out a mouthful of old blood, and his face became extremely pale.

He didn't dare to hesitate, he fell in love, and with a wave of his hand, he tore through the space and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Six pure bamboos, except for the West, no one else has them."

The turtle lid the coffin conclusively.

Kong Xuan was relaxed and smiled, "Quasi-mention saint, it doesn't look like that!" ”

Xuangui smiled, "This is just the saint's self-corpse, if the three corpses come out together, it will be us who will be embarrassed." ”

"Xuangui Daoyou, how was the harvest this time?"

Kong Xuan asked again, the two of them together, in fact, they formed a crushing advantage against the corpse, the pressure was not great, and the harvest was naturally not much.

"Not really."

Xuangui shook his head, "Let's go to Beihai City and see how the two armies are fighting." ”

"Okay."

Xuan Turtle, Kong Xuan turned into a streamer and flew to the foot of Beihai City, ready to watch the battle, and by the way, take a look at the true strength of the Dashang Iron Cavalry.

In front of Beihai City, hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses under the command of Yuan Futong had already fought with the soldiers and horses of the Great Merchant.

Millions of armies are fighting, and the shouts of fighting are endless.

There are far more people in Beihai City than the big merchants, but at this time, the situation is on the one side of the big merchants, almost forming a crushing trend.

There is no way, the big businessmen are elite, the food and clothing are the best, each with big shoulders and thick waists, and strong bodies.

Weapons, armor, are all refined, and the defense is three or five times that of the opposite.

Coupled with excellent horses, stirrups, saddles, horseshoe three-piece sets, and sturdy chariots, all of them have the same advantage as crushing each other.

The most important thing is that Wen Zhong is familiar with the three volumes of the Heavenly Book taught to the Xuanyuan clan by the Xuannu Nether back then, and the art of war has reached the peak of mortals, and he is invincible.

All kinds of advantages taken together to form a crushing situation for the Beihai army are only basic operations.

Half a day passed in a blink of an eye, and the soldiers were exhausted, so Wen Zhong announced the withdrawal of troops.

Dashang is an elite, but he can't stand such a high-intensity war.

Seeing that Zhong had withdrawn from the army, Yuan Futong breathed a sigh of relief.

In this battle, he directly lost more than 200,000 soldiers in Beihai, and as for the soldiers and horses of the big merchants, he only lost about 10,000 soldiers visually.

The difference of twenty to one made Yuan Futong almost faint.

In the next seven days, Wen Zhong led his troops and horses, attacked several times, and the Beihai army suffered heavy losses.

On the tenth day, Wen Zhong reorganized his troops and horses, his face was solemn, and Mo Qilin kicked his steps and issued an order for a general attack.

Under the city of Beihai, millions of corpses are ambushed, blood flows for thousands of miles, gunpowder smoke is filled, and the flames of war are flying!

Above Beihai City, Taishi Wenzhong rode the ink unicorn and chased Yuan Futong relentlessly, and after hundreds of moves, Yuan Futong was at the end of his rope.

Wen Zhong shouted, and the male and female dragon golden whip in his hand smashed towards Yuan Futong.

The overwhelming force smashed the spear in Yuan Futong's hand into two sections in an instant.

The golden whip was castrated, and it smashed heavily on Yuan Futong's chest, and under the huge impact, Yuan Futong was directly beaten and fractured.

The internal organs were shattered, the head was tilted, and the whole person did not make any sound.

But Wen Zhong deliberately controlled the strength, and Yuan Futong's body was still unscathed on the surface.

After ordering someone to take a rope and tie Yuan Futong's body up and down, Wen Zhong's mana poured into his mouth and shouted loudly.

"The rebellious Yuan Futong has been ambushed, and it is still too late for you to turn back, otherwise, after this Taishi conquers Beihai City, you will have no other way to go."

Wen Zhong's words quickly worked, and hundreds of thousands of troops in Beihai, except for the dead, a large part of them directly disarmed and surrendered, threw away the weapons in their hands, and squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands, trembling.

The continuous battle gave them a new understanding of the big merchant soldiers and horses, this is an invincible army.

In addition to those who surrendered, Yuan Futong's personal soldiers were still trying their best to resist.

But the general trend of Beihai has gone, and it didn't take long for all of them to be killed by Wen Zhong, and no one was left.

The battle lasted two days before it ended.

At this time, Beihai City can be said to be easy to break, but Wen Zhong did not rush in.

Instead, he returned to the barracks, prepared to recuperate for the night, and then marched into the city.

Hundreds of thousands of troops poured back into the military tents like a tide, and what awaited them was hot ginger soup, large chunks of meat, a stove to ward off the cold, and thick quilts.

Early the next morning, Wen Zhong led a large army and marched into Beihai City.

In Beihai City, there was chaos, and Wen Zhong distributed troops and horses to control Beihai City.

Di Xin did not reorganize his troops and horses, and launched a general attack on the remaining seventy-two princes.

These small princes are not weak in strength, and there are many remaining soldiers and horses under their command.

If he really resisted desperately, he could also cause a considerable amount of trouble to Wen Zhong.

Before Wen Zhong set out on the expedition, Di Xin had already left a will to treat Yuan Futong and smash him with overwhelming momentum.

For the princes of the Seventy-two Routes, it is necessary to slowly disintegrate their forces with a gentle strategy and try to avoid unnecessary wars.

Soon, Wen Zhong issued an invitation, inviting the princes of the Seventy-two Roads to come to Beihai City, and told the princes of the Seventy-two Roads that if they came, the mistakes they made before could be ignored, and if they insisted on resisting to the end, then Yuan Futong would be their fate.

(End of chapter)