Rumble!

The ancient city wall, which was a hundred meters high, collapsed. More than three million elite soldiers entered one after another in the chaotic gravel. The surging and murderous aura crushed the city plaques to pieces.

How could it be so fast? Wu Jing's bloody expression was stunned, and his eyes stared at the figures of elite soldiers who were rushing into Yanxiang City, and it was difficult for a moment to come back to his senses.

In his eyes, these elite soldiers were wearing thick shields, dressed in heavy armor, and had unparalleled defense. They could easily block ten or three and six million people at the same time, and could even resist Lin Tianchong's destructive attack.

Under such circumstances, their charge speed will definitely be limited. Wu Jingxue is ready to take this opportunity to rely on the charge power of the Three Thousand Jingtian Army to kill 30,000 elite soldiers one by one, thereby curbing the rapid momentum of the other party.

Unexpectedly, the opponent's charge speed was not only far beyond his expectations, but also extremely powerful. With a rush, he easily smashed the walls of Yanxiang City and entered the city without any obstacles.

ah!

Just as Wu Jing was thinking about blood, suddenly, an extremely shrill wailing sounded, interrupting his thoughts. Then, one after another, a series of shrill sounds came, and the sounds were tragic, echoing in the sky above Yanxiang City.

Wu Jing looked in the blood, and in his sight, countless elite soldiers galloped in Yanxiang City. Facing the people of Yanxiang City, they raised the blood-stained sword in their hands without hesitation, either rushing or slashing, the sound was as fierce as a gust of fishy wind.

When they left, the houses were shattered, the tall buildings collapsed, and the ground became countless gullies. In addition to the rocks and gravel, a concrete and warm body was spread there, with a pungent and unpleasant scarlet aura, as if it turned this place into a killing hell, with blood everywhere.

boom!

A loud noise exploded, and several young men with tender faces rushed out in a private house. Their faces were filled with panic and fear, and they fled out as if they were crazy. Behind them was a ferocious elite soldier, whose spiritual power was as ferocious as a beast. He stepped forward and came straight to them.

Before the young men could shout, a dazzling sword flashed by, and then, a few heads filled with blood flew into the sky and landed in the fragmented ruins. The blood was flowing like a blooming blood-colored demon flower, representing the passing of life.

Not far from this place, in a ruin, the bodies of dozens of city guards were stacked there. Behind the bodies was a clearing ground, with several elite soldiers standing there, holding iron chains, and a lewd smile on their faces.

On the other end of the iron chain, women were tied up. Their limbs were tightly bound and could not move at all. Their faces, which seemed to be lost, were filled with despair.

Such a scene happened everywhere in Yanxiang City.

These elite soldiers entered Yanxiang City, but in just a short moment, a huge city was completely in chaos. As long as elite soldiers flashed by, there would be sounds, wails, roars, or even endless cry of fear.

These sounds stacked on each other, like a music of death, deeply imprinted in the deepest part of the hearts of the crowd, and all of this was just the beginning!

Wu Jing's bloody expression became increasingly ugly. He watched more and more elite soldiers rush into Yanxiang City, and his mind was inexplicably sunk. Looking back, he saw Lin Yuanli, Gu Xuanfeng and a group of Yin and Yang masters standing there in the distance, with a faint arc floating on the corners of his mouth, as if he was sneering what he said and said.

The enemy had already broken through the city wall, and all the fortifications were in vain. Yanxiang City could no longer be saved, and we must evacuate immediately. At this time, Mo Wanggong's voice came slowly. At this moment, he was very calm and his voice was not turbulent.

In the current situation, how do we evacuate? Lin Tianchong gritted his teeth and said, "The soldiers guarding the city were in a tough battle. Yanxiang City was in chaos. It was too difficult to evacuate this place safely, and it took a long time.

Wu Jingxue nodded, agreeing with Lin Tianchong's statement. However, Lin Tianchong said firmly: The three of us led the Jingtian army to evacuate Yanxiang City and retreated to Yanxiang Pass with all our might. As for the soldiers guarding the city and the people, we gave up.

Knock!

Lin Tianchong and Wu Jing's bloody hearts trembled. Lin Tianchong, did he want to give up the soldiers guarding the city and the people?

The preparations made by Daluo Kinmen and Shenxiao Palace are far beyond our expectations. At this moment, if we do not retreat to Yanxiang Pass immediately, we will definitely be in trouble. By that time, Yanxiang Pass will be broken and the other party will invade the thirty-six states on a large scale. More people will die in destruction and even live in pain forever.

Mo Wanggong's eyes were filled with deep light. He was familiar with military books and had experienced the suffering of extermination of the sects personally. He also knew that the current situation was dangerous and steep.

Although it is ruthless, it is also a helpless move for the soldiers guarding the city and the people.

The murderous intent of Daluo Kinmen and Shenxiao Palace was too strong, and blood was splattered for three thousand miles, and corpses were everywhere. They also wanted to invade and enslave thirty-six states.

hateful!

Wu Jingxue held his fists and let his fingertips pierce into his palms. His eyes were filled with anger and a strong sense of reluctance gushed out. Lin Tianchong beside him looked helpless, his eyes slowly moved past, unable to bear to see the bloody tragic phenomenon of Yanxiang City.

Call!

After pondering for a while, Wu Jing opened his mouth and let out a breath of turbid air. Then, he suddenly opened his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his red eyes. He said with a very difficult word: Jingtian Army obeyed the order and gave up Yanxiang City and retreated to Yanxiang Pass at full speed!

When Wu Jingxue made a helpless decision, the atmosphere was frozen to the extreme in Liuyun Imperial City, thousands of miles away.

In the hall, Chu Xingyun, Su Hanfeng, Ye Ming, Tang Yue and others frowned, without saying a word, and fell into silence.

Chu Hu stood in the middle of the hall and took the pills. He had recovered, but his expression was still ugly, and he said in a low voice: Based on our investigation of the 3.6 million elite soldiers, what can be confirmed at this moment is that each of the other party's cultivation has reached the level of earth spirit, and the weapons and weapons they wear are all magic weapons, and they are of excellent quality.

The enemy is so powerful that relying solely on 100,000 soldiers defending the city, there is almost no chance of winning. Even if the Zhenxingwei and the imperial guards take action at the same time, the gap is still like a natural barrier!

Chu Hu knew very well about the strength of Zhenxingwei and the imperial guards.

The Zhenxingwei and the Imperial Guard are the elite troops of the Ancient Star Sect and Wanjian Pavilion. All of their cultivation has reached the level of earth spirit, and the weapons and weapons worn all over their bodies have also reached the level of magic tools.

If the number of elite troops sent by Daluo Kinmen and Shenxiao Temple is 360,000, then it is still unknown which wins and who loses when Zhenxingwei and the imperial guards take action at the same time.

However, the number of elite soldiers is not 360,000, but 3.6 million!

In addition, Shenxiao Palace and Daluo Kinmen have also dispatched countless powerful people, which are far better than Wanjian Pavilion in terms of high-end combat power, and can even be said to be in a crushing state.

The gap between these two points is too big. Any one can easily dominate the battle, leaving Chu Hu without any hope at all.

Su Hanfeng, Ye Ming and others lowered their heads, and their expressions instantly frozen. Chu Xingyun had a gloomy face, and his eyes were constantly flashing with splendor. His aura was so strange that it made people dare not approach it.

The other party has already made a big attack, and this battle is beyond circumvention!

At this moment, the splendor in Chu Xingyun's eyes disappeared. He turned his head to look at Su Hanfeng and Ye Ming, and said: You two immediately issued a military order to summon 180,000 Star Guards and 180,000 Imperial Guards. Within a quarter of an hour, they lined up under Qitian Peak and then went to Yanxiang Pass to support Wu Jingxue and Senior Lin.

Um?

Hearing Chu Xingyun's words, everyone was stunned for a moment. In this situation, they directly dispatched Zhenxingwei and the imperial guards to Yanxiang Pass. They could not turn the tide at all, but only increased casualties.

Chu Xingyun felt the eyes of everyone. He looked over his gaze and looked at the sky covered by dark clouds. He murmured softly: Don't worry, I will never let you and the 360,000 army die in vain, let alone let the 3.600,000 elite soldiers break through Yanxiang Pass and slaughter the people of the 36 states.

After saying that, a sharp aura suddenly burst out from Chu Xingyun's body.

He saw his body sweeping up to the sky. With a long roar, the void cracked and the Taixu Spirit-Devouring Python, surrounded by purple-black light, flew out, carrying him on his body, jumping around, the space shattered even more violently, and an mysterious space channel appeared instantly.

A soothing!
Chapter completed!