Chapter 1557 A Life-and-Death Battle!

Clang!

Zhang Wuchang lost his grip on the sword and it fell to the ground.

You know, he was a strong man who broke through nine shackles, but he lost his composure like this. It can be seen how much impact the commander's words had on him.

Excited all night!

Excited all night!

Looking forward to it all night!

Just waiting, at this moment, to draw the sword and slaughter the white-clothed soldiers of the Purple God Palace, and at the same time, to witness with his own eyes that the strong man at the level of the Purple God Palace's Palace Master was killed, and to witness the supreme glory of the Eastern Battlefield.

But...

He actually took a detour?

Zhang Wuchang felt as if his heart was hit by an arrow, and twitched violently.

He had been thinking about how the 80,000 white-clothed soldiers of the Purple God Palace would attack and support Genzhu Cliff, but he did not expect that the other party would turn a blind eye and choose to take a detour to avoid it.

Seeing that Zhang Wuchang was in a daze, the commander thought that he didn't hear clearly, and couldn't help but speak again, "The 80,000 white-clothed soldiers of the Purple God Palace really took a detour!"

"What a bunch of bastards!" Zhang Wuchang couldn't help but roared, picked up the sword on the ground, and his eyes flashed with fierce light, extremely cold and fierce, "No wonder the Purple God Palace was defeated so quickly, even the Purple God Palace Master was a coward who fled without fighting, bah!" Zhang Wuchang cursed, and it was too late to lead the army to chase now.

"A bunch of cowards! Dogs who have lost their homes!"

Zhang Wuchang almost used up all the words he could use, and cursed bitterly, and at the same time swore that if he saw the Kaiyang Palace Master and the strong men of Oupu Pavilion on the battlefield one day, he would never let him go.

After venting, Zhang Wuchang raised his head again and looked at Genzhu Cliff, with a trace of coldness on his lips, "What a group of pitiful guys, you, even the last bit of value is gone."

Zhang Wuchang slowly raised his hand, his voice was extremely cold, "The whole army is on standby, ready to flatten Genzhu Cliff."

Genzhu Cliff's 'bait', since it can no longer catch 'big fish', then there is no need for it to exist.

The army moved out of the camp!

The momentum was huge!

The atmosphere seemed to freeze.

On Genzhu Cliff, Ding Fuyu also got the news, and his face changed slightly.

"The Oupu Pavilion army has begun to dismantle the camp?" Everyone changed color.

This means a signal!

Definitely a bad signal!

Oupu Pavilion has decided to end the battle.

"In the past two days, the Oupu Pavilion army has been attacking tentatively. Today, is it going to launch a general attack and fight to the death?" Ma Fu felt a little heavy in his heart.

After all, the other side has an army of 100,000, while there are only less than 20,000 soldiers on Genzhu Cliff, and there are many wounded.

The strength of the two sides is very different.

"Where are the white-clothed soldiers under the command of Palace Master Kaiyang?" Someone suddenly spoke anxiously, "Why haven't they arrived yet?"

Ding Fuyu's brows were also tightly furrowed.

According to what Palace Master Tianshu said in the letter, the white-clothed soldiers under the command of Palace Master Kaiyang will arrive near Genzhu Cliff at the latest today.

"Everyone cheer up." Ding Fuyu said loudly, "Maybe the white-clothed soldiers under the command of Palace Master Kaiyang have already reached the enemy's back and are ready to attack the enemy at any time."

Boom! Boom! Boom!

At the foot of the mountain, war drums have already sounded.

"Prepare for battle!" Ding Fuyu shouted loudly.

"Hahaha..." Suddenly, a loud voice came out, echoing throughout the entire Genzhu Cliff, "The wounded soldiers on Genzhu Cliff, I have good news for you!"

Zhang Wuchang sat on his warhorse, and the sound was activated, breaking the nine shackles of the warrior's internal force, and the sound of the movement could be heard clearly by the white-clothed soldiers on the entire Genzhu Cliff.

"The 80,000 reinforcements under the command of the Kaiyang Palace Master that you have been waiting for have arrived last night." Zhang Wuchang's voice resounded, and in an instant, the faces of Ding Fuyu and others changed color. Zhang Wuchang's words must not be good.

Sure enough, next, Zhang Wuchang's mouth corners slightly raised, "It's a pity that the Kaiyang Palace Master didn't seem to receive any news. Just last night, he went directly through the Wanzhu Mountains and detoured to the southeast...Haha! This is the reinforcement you have been waiting for!"

Swish swish swish!

After the words fell, the faces of the white-clothed soldiers on the Genzhu Cliff turned pale in an instant.

A chill rose from the depths of his heart, and instantly exploded all over his body.

It was as if he had fallen into the eighteenth level of hell!

The last straw they had been longing for, had sunk just like that.

The 80,000 troops led by the Lord of Kaiyang Palace in the Purple God Palace actually... chose to take a detour and leave!

This moment completely chilled the white-clothed army on the Genzhu Cliff.

Their fighting spirit had fallen to the bottom.

Rumble...

The roar of the war drums kept echoing in his ears, and even many people's hands and feet began to tremble.

"Lord of Kaiyang Palace, actually, took a detour directly?" Ding Fuyu couldn't help but sit on the ground, with a desolate and extremely sad feeling in his heart. After a moment, he walked out of the cliff and looked down. The 100,000 Oupu Pavilion troops, with the sound of the war drums, had gradually formed a battle formation and were approaching the Genzhu Cliff step by step.

"Master, can we still fight?" Ma Fu spoke slowly, his heart was extremely depressed.

"How can we fight?" A leader of the white-clothed army said with a wry smile, "The difference in strength is too great. We are simply unable to contend. Previously, we could still count on Palace Master Kaiyang, but now, Palace Master Kaiyang has given up on us..."

"Genzhu Cliff will be the burial place of my Ding family."

"I am the sinner of my family!"

Everyone looked sad and desperate.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The sound of war drums and horns suddenly shook the world!

Everyone's heart was shaken.

"Everyone has given up on us, but we can't give up on ourselves!" Ding Fuyu looked down, and the 100,000 Oupu Pavilion troops gathered to kill. The killing array was terrible, and the overwhelming murderous intent made people's souls seem to be suffocated.

"Everyone cheer up!" Ding Fuyu roared loudly, his eyes widened blood red, his white hair and beard were all open, roaring, "There is no disciple of Zuilong Peak who is afraid of death! There is no one in the bloodline of the Ding family who is afraid of death!"

Ding Fuyu waved his sword and ordered, hoarsely, "Kill!"

"Kill!" Ma Fu and his men drew their swords one after another.

A desperate battle!

The wind was bleak, and the shouts swept by.

Ding Fuyu looked into the distance.

In the end, he still had to face a life-and-death battle.

The Ding family, a thousand-year-old heritage, was going to be destroyed in his own hands.

At this moment, a strong sense of powerlessness emerged in Ding Fuyu's mind.

Standing and looking...

How much he wished that at this time, there would be divine soldiers descending from the sky to support them.

But... the Lord of Kaiyang Palace had already made them despair!