Chapter 525: Sweeping the Barbarians (Central)

Cut off the weeds and eliminate the roots and sweep away the barbarians!!

The powerful Yuanying men in the hall couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning, and their faces were shocked.

In the past fifty years, the Thirteen Kingdoms of the Northern Qin Dynasty have been captured by barbarians and retreated step by step.

Over time, the nine barbarians created a shadow in their hearts.

The Black Wind Demon Emperor has become even more synonymous with the invincible Demon King.

Therefore, most of them never had the ambition to sweep away the barbarians.

After a while, Sanqing Sanren said slowly: "I understand the kindness of fellow Taoist Yang, but now the Thirteen Kingdoms of Northern Qin have experienced decades of war and suffered heavy losses, no less than the nine barbarian tribes. Taking advantage of the defeat of the barbarians and being unable to attack the Northern Qin, many sects in our Northern Qin can take the opportunity to accumulate energy and rest..."

As soon as this statement was made, most of the powerful Nascent Souls on the field agreed.

Every high-level Nascent Soul who participates in the battle here has their own forces behind it.

Continuing the battle will only cause their respective sects to suffer even more heavy losses.

"Besides, Fellow Daoist Yang doesn't know that the place where the nine barbarian tribes live is a vast desert that stretches for millions of miles. How difficult it is to destroy these nine tribe races?"

"If we move forward rashly, without understanding the terrain, if we are ambushed and plotted by the Black Wind Demon Emperor, we have finally gained the advantage..."

The Blood Refining Ancestor also argued according to reason.

Most of the monks on the field agreed with the proposal of the Blood Refining Ancestor and the Sanqing Sanren.

Ling Xiao Sword Immortal was silent for a long time and asked Yang Fan: "I wonder how confident and likely you are to win with Fellow Daoist Yang?"

"Yang can't say how confident you are. But now the morale of the nine barbarians has fallen, and a great Nascent Soul monk was severely damaged, and many monks have infected my "purple plague without fragrance". Moreover, this plague poison will infect more monks..."

Yang Fan pondered.

"There is no fragrance in purple plague?"

The Blood Refining Ancestor and others were slightly stunned.

Suddenly, they remembered some strange phenomena they saw during today's battle.

Some monks who fought hard suddenly died of blood from their seven orifices, and then their bodies turned into black water.

The terrible way of death even made them feel chilled when they killed people.

"This plague poison technique was developed by my teacher, Poison King. Its biggest feature is its latentness and contagious ability. As long as the mana is not used excessively, this plague poison will not attack. But once it is used excessively, it will be taken advantage of by this plague poison and immediately killed the poison... Yang sneaked into the barbarian camp last time and used this plague poison in a chaotic opportunity. It is expected that tens of thousands of barbarian monks will be infected, and as time goes by, more and more people will be infected."

Yang Fan explained.

This purple plague Wuxiang is a killing weapon that can exterminate the race. Its only flaw is that it is not lethal enough for high-level and above existences.

"What if this plague infected my Northern Qin monk?"

Someone asked questions.

"The infection of this plague poison is very strange. During the battle and the use of mana, it will hide and converge. It will only be infected when the mana is settled and contacted at a certain distance. When our monks meet the barbarian monks, it will definitely be a battle method, and this plague poison will not be infected. And the barbarian monks will always have a rest, and at this time, the plague poison begins to be infected..."

Yang Fan pursed his lips and chuckled.

"Of course, just in case, I have a single prescription here that can refine some antidotes in small quantities, but this single prescription must be kept confidential and the antidotes must be kept in the hands of high-level monks."

Yang Fan suggested.

When the monks in the hall heard this, some of them were a little moved.

Now that the barbarians are defeated, one of the celestial masters is injured, and many monks are infected by plague poison.

This is definitely a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for the monks of the Northern Qin Alliance.

"Feng agrees with Fellow Daoist Yang."

Lingxiao Sword Immortal Feng Wujue made his statement first.

Subsequently, many sects of the Zhao camp force agreed.

The faces of the Blood Refining Ancestor and Sanqing Sanren changed, but they were still unwilling to do so.

Sanqing Sanren smiled bitterly and said, "Why did Fellow Daoist Yang insist on making a big move to push our thirteen Kingdoms of Northern Qin and the barbarians into desperate situations, and never end until death."

"Now there is fellow Daoist Yang in charge of the Northern Qin Dynasty. Even if the nine barbarian tribes recover their vitality, they will not dare to invade the Thirteen Kingdoms without authorization."

The Blood Refining Ancestor also sighed bitterly.

In this war, whether it is the Northern Qin Dynasty or the nine barbarian tribes, most of them need to cultivate and restore their vitality.

"If Yang stayed in Beiqin for a long time, he would naturally not care." Yang Fan sighed and slowly stood up.

"Are you going to leave Bei Qin?"

All the high-level Yuanying were shocked.

"Yes." Yang Fan nodded: "This is also the reason why I want to kill all the barbarians. Only in this way can I leave with confidence."

Everyone was suffocated.

"Yang left the Northern Qin Dynasty, at least tens or hundreds of years, or at most hundreds of years." Yang Fan's eyes gradually drifted away.

"However, the many immortal cultivators in Northern Qin cannot do this for your personal wish."

This time it was Yu Lin who spoke.

When he first arrived at Guliang City, Yulin became hostile and dissatisfied with Yang Fan.

Now I can’t arouse jealousy or dissatisfaction, but there are still some obsessions and hostility.

In fact, what he said was what the ancestor of Blood Refining and Sanqing Sanren wanted to express.

If we disagree, what can you do?

"Haha." Yang Fan smiled: "Before leaving, Yang has two choices. The first is to sweep the barbarians and make the Northern Qin stable."

"The second choice... assist the barbarians and unify the Northern Qin!"

"I believe that the Black Wind Demon Emperor will definitely not refuse my joining."

Yang Fan smiled strangely at this moment.

When everyone heard this, they felt a basin of ice water pouring all over their bodies.

When the two most terrifying strong men in the Northern Qin Dynasty, the Black Wind Demon Emperor and Yang Fan, no one would doubt that they could siege the Thirteen Kingdoms.

There was a brief silence on the field, and the atmosphere was extremely depressed.

The Blood Refining Ancestor and Sanqing Sanren worked hard to restrain and suppress the anger in their hearts.

This is a threat...a naked threat!

"What Yang needs is just a peaceful environment, no matter who is the real ruler. Whether it is the Black Wind Demon Emperor or the three major forces of the Northern Qin Dynasty, whoever can bring a peaceful and stable world will help anyone."

Yang Fan spoke slowly.

What he said was already explicit enough.

After saying that, he took Hu Fei out.

At this moment, the many high-level Yuanying in the entire hall were staring at them.

Yang Fan even felt a few murderous intent.

He suddenly turned around and said, "Don't think about keeping me. You must consider the consequences when doing anything. And Yang is absolutely sure that he can get out of here."

The two of them were about to walk out of the hall.

"etc!"

Sanqing Sanren said to stop him.

Yang Fan paused and continued walking out.

"I agree." Sanqing Sanren heard a sound of shock and anger.

"I have agreed, too." The Blood Refining Ancestor sighed.

Yang Fan turned around this time, looked at the two of them with a little deep meaning, and said with a smile: "A momentary heavy loss can bring peace to at least a thousand years. In a few years, you will understand your decision at this moment."

"Stop talking nonsense. You say how to fight, we will do whatever you want."

The Blood Refining Ancestor completely compromised.

He didn't believe Yang Fan's great truth, but he had to surrender to the situation at this time.

Yang Fan sat back on his original position, and his confident and calm smile was convincing.

After the decisions of the three great monks and the advanced Yuanying, Yang Fan became the supreme commander of the barbarians in this battle, and anyone must obey his orders unconditionally.

Soon, the order was conveyed.

That night, the entire Guliang City was filled with cheers and celebrations, and morale increased greatly.

At this moment, Yang Fan has become the soul figure who guards hundreds of thousands of monks in Gu Liang City.

Reversal of the fate of the Thirteen Kingdoms Alliance of Northern Qin and repel the Black Wind Demon Emperor.

In the eyes of countless monks, Yang Fan has been promoted to the supreme existence above the three great monks.
To be continued...