When the three of them went out, they immediately saw the mighty army in King Wu's mansion pulling out, with majestic blood and qi rushing into the sky, and the spirit was wolf-smoking, heading towards the gate of Wuyang City. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Ao Zhong took the lead, his white hair fluttered, holding two copper maces in his hands, and his breath was higher than when he led the battle, and he had reached the realm of martial arts sevenfold.

Jiang Cheng and Hou Fenghan walked into the army with Ning Xiaochuan, Ao Zhong looked at the two of them indifferently, and immediately stopped looking.

Shout!

A rainbow light fell, Wu Yuantong appeared, his gaze swept over the group of government soldiers, and said: "This time She Chan is attacking, you need to go all out to revive the prestige of the Wuwang Mansion!"

"Don't worry, my lord, we will fight with all our strength and shed the last drop of blood!" hundreds of government soldiers all spoke in unison, and their voices were like thunder, passing through the nine skies.

Wu Yuantong nodded with satisfaction, and led many warriors to rush to the main city gate and walk onto the city wall.

Buzz Buzz......

The demon cloud floated in, becoming more and more huge, and a huge shadow fell down, covering half of Wuyang City and becoming gloomy.

In the demon clouds, a huge snake body rolled, stirring the wind and clouds, nine heads roared, and eighteen eyes emitted bloody light, fierce and powerful. She Chan's body shook, turning into a man in bloody clothes, and the nine heads kept turning, taking in all the movements between heaven and earth. She Chan opened his mouth and swallowed, and the demon cloud suddenly shrank, turning into demonic qi and pouring into his mouth. In the demon clouds, more than a dozen big demons of the Purple Mansion Realm appeared in their original forms, hideous and vicious.

Thundered......

In the direction of the Xishan Mine, there was a deafening roar suddenly, like a galloping horse, rolling smoke and dust like a dragon rolling up, and even seeing a hideous monster in the smoke and dust, with a strong evil qi entwined around it, rushing towards Wuyang City. Everywhere I went, the ground cracked under the pressure of the tremendous force.

Many warriors on the city wall looked at this terrifying scene, and their hearts were terrified. What's more, the whole body shook like chaff, and it was not light.

The last time She Chan attacked the city, the scale was far less than this one. This time, the monsters of the Dragon Soul Mountain Range poured out, and they looked like they had captured Wuyang City in one fell swoop.

She Chan's eighteen eyes swept along the city wall, and finally landed on Jiang Cheng's body, and Xinzi spit it out, making a hissing sound.

Jiang Cheng was terrified.

"Children, take Wuyang City!" She Chan's nine bloody mouths opened widely, making a cold sound.

Bang!

More than a dozen waves of qi rolled in the void, and more than a dozen big demons beside She Chan got the order and suddenly burst out. The demonic aura spread out like a thick fog, overwhelmingly devouring Wuyang City.

Wu Yuantong's body swept away, and he immediately turned into a long rainbow and rushed towards the void. Behind him, streams of light shuttled out, exuding the coercion of the Purple Mansion Realm cultivators.

Bang bang bang bang......

Earth-shattering supernatural powers erupted, and terrifying forces swept through the void, and the battle began.

"Kill!"

A master of the Martial Dao Tenfold Dragon Elephant Realm roared, his body was vertical, and he suddenly jumped down the city wall, and the whole person rushed into the monster like a humanoid tyrannosaurus.

The martial artists of the Dragon Elephant Realm have the fierce power of one dragon and ten elephants, whether it is explosive power or the majesty of the true element, they have almost reached the peak of the Ten Martial Arts Realm. As soon as this dragon elephant realm warrior rushed into the monsters, more than a dozen monsters that had been cultivated to be weak were overturned by the huge force, and the true yuan exploded, cutting through like a blade, and more than a dozen monsters were shattered in an instant.

The next moment, hundreds of figures fell from the city wall and rushed towards the monster.

At the same time, puffs of wolf smoke suddenly rose in the direction of Daqi Mountain, smoke and dust rolled, and a pair of people and horses held fire crossbows and drove quickly towards Wuyang City.

The army of Daqi Mountain!

She Chan stood quietly in the void, and his voice was transmitted to every corner of Wuyang City, and said, "Where is Wu Yuanqing, fight with this king!"

This voice contained his cultivation, overlapping, vibrating, and spreading out, shocking all the venerable martial artists with a slight distraction.

"This king is here!"

At this moment, a majestic voice was transmitted, and the void shook, suddenly annihilating She Chan's voice.

Wu Yuanqing stepped on a spiritual sword, with two spiritual swords suspended around him, a pair of purple-gold armor on his body, and a mysterious rune brand, shrouded in brilliant divine light, as if the god of war was coming to the world.

"She Chan, if you stay in the Dragon Soul Mountain Range in peace, this king will not touch you. But you are killing yourself, and since you are here today, don't think about leaving!"

Wu Yuan said coldly, and the three spirit swords crossed and slashed out, and the silk sword qi was continuous, interspersed in the void like silk threads. The three spirit swords slashed, and in the blink of an eye, they weaved into a sword net and killed towards She Chan.

She Chan didn't think so, the nine heads shook, and nine blood-red demonic qi erupted. This demonic qi was extremely viscous, wriggling like blood, and when it fell on the sword net, the sword qi was immediately corroded, and the aura dissolved.

Wu Yuanqing's mind moved, and his mind manipulated the three spirit swords, and the spirit swords were like flying fishes, constantly slashing along She Chan.

The two great masters of the Purple Mansion Realm fought each other, and terrifying sword qi and demonic qi erupted in the void from time to time, and none of the cultivators of the Purple Mansion Realm dared to approach the two.

At the head of the Wuyang city wall, Jiang Cheng saw She Chan and Wu Yuanqing handing over, and the big stone in his heart fell. If Wu Yuanqing hadn't restrained She Chan, Jiang Cheng would never have dared to fight. After all, a great demon of the Purple Mansion Realm was eyeing the tiger, and he could kill Jiang Cheng dozens of times with a single blow at will.

Jiang Cheng and Hou Fenghan fell off the wall one after another, rushed into the group of monsters, used martial arts, and began to fight.

Ao Zhong's eyes were indifferent, still standing quietly on the wall, and he didn't make a move.

"Commander Ao!"

Suddenly, a voice came from behind Ao Zhong. Yan Qingyun was followed by the Purple Mansion Realm cultivator with a hideous face, and he was walking up the city wall step by step, coming to Ao Zhong's side.

Yan Qingyun's gaze was also very indifferent to Ao Zhong, he stood still, just looked at the battle situation under Wuyang City indifferently, listening to the sound of fighting and screams in his ears, and did not move at all.

The scar-faced man also stood like a rock, and he didn't mean to make a move. In the shadows of the two, a dark shadow slowly squirmed, and gradually formed a figure, as if it was attached to the ground, and the gloomy gaze penetrated the wall of Wuyang City, falling on the warrior who was fighting, and couldn't help but lick his lips.

"His Royal Highness the Second Prince!" Ao Zhong saluted.

Yan Qingyun said with a smile: "Commander Ao doesn't have to be polite. In your opinion, what is the victory or defeat of the Martial King's Mansion in this battle?'

"If His Royal Highness the Second Prince stands by and watches, the chance of winning in the Martial Palace's Mansion is only sixty percent. Ao Zhong groaned slightly, and then said: "After all, the Wuwang Mansion is the patriarch who fought in the eight directions with the founding Yan Emperor, and the background will not be too bad. ”

"What Ao Qing said is exactly what this hall expected!" Yan Qingyun stroked his palm and smiled.