Volume 10 Chapter 979

Episode 10, Chapter 979

Tang Yin had previously instructed all the soldiers in the army to stay away from the battle if they could and try to avoid killing as much as possible after entering Shenchi City. However, once the battle started, who could control it?

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The wind general at the head of the battle showed no mercy at all. He suddenly lowered his sword forward and shouted loudly: "Fire the arrow!"

The soldiers below only acted in accordance with the orders of the general. Most of them could not see what was happening on the other side, nor could they hear the general's shouts. They just saw that the general's sword had fallen to the ground, and they shot the arrows in their hands hard. Got out.

Buzz! This arrow array can be said to be overwhelming, blocking out the sky and the sun. When the arrow array flies towards the guard of the Divine Pond, people even have the illusion that it is dark.

Thump, thump, thump! For a time, the crowd guarding the sacred pool was filled with muffled sounds and wailings. Even the palace guards on the top of the city were affected. People subconsciously crouched down and hid behind the arrow stacks.

After only one round of arrow formation, most of the guards of the Divine Pond had fallen, and the survivors were not much better. Almost all of them had broken spiritual armors and four or five eagle feathers stuck in their bodies. Without any pause, the Feng Army's second round of arrow array arrived.

The guards of Shenchi looked at each other and did not dodge. Instead, they roared and rushed forward. But soon their shouts were drowned in the roar of the arrow array.

Feng Jun only fired two rounds of arrows, and when he looked across the way, he couldn't find a single intact place. There were no corpses on the ground at all. Everywhere he looked, there were arrow shafts like weeds. Even the palace The city was densely covered with arrows, as if a layer of black grass had grown up.

This is the horror of the legion's arrow formation. Under such a terrifying arrow formation, no one can guarantee that they can escape unscathed.

Seeing that all the guards of the Shenchi who had retreated to the palace had been shot dead, the Feng General was satisfied and ordered the entire army to go elsewhere.

It wasn't until all the wind troops evacuated the palace area that the guards on the palace wall slowly stood up. People looked solemnly and looked outside. They all frowned. Many people couldn't bear to look anymore.

At this time, the four girls Bihan, Bai Fan, Feilian, and Ziyue were also on the top of the city. Looking at the scene outside the palace, Feilian couldn't help but swallow her saliva and murmured with lingering fear: "What a scary arrow..."

The two rounds of arrow arrays took less than half a minute, but none of the hundreds of guards of the Divine Pond survived, and they were all submerged in the sea of ​​arrows.

Bai Fan looked at Bihan and asked, "Sister Bihan, why did the Feng Army suddenly withdraw?"

Bihan slowly shook her head. Now she was not worried about Feng Jun coming to attack, but she was worried about Guang Hanting.

Feng Jun had already entered the city, but at this time Guang Hanting was still in seclusion in Youdian, paying no attention to the situation outside. He was sitting in the ice cave meditating when rapid footsteps came from the corridor. Not long after, a guard leader hurried in.

"Holy King!" The guard leader was covered in spiritual armor and was still far away from Guang Han. He knelt down on the ground with a plop.

Guang Han was sitting there without moving, without opening his eyes, and with no fluctuation in his tone, he asked slowly and calmly: "Why are you so nervous? No one can get this without my permission, and anyone who disobeys the order will be killed without mercy." "Don't you know this rule?"

The guard leader said anxiously: "Return to the Holy King, this villain has no choice but to do it! Holy King, the Fengchuan Allied Forces came to attack this morning. Elder Nie... Nie Zhen turned against the Fengchuan Allied Forces before the battle, and openly surrendered to the Fengchuan Allied Forces. Now at the gate of Shenchi City Open wide, the Fengchuan coalition has entered the city!"

Hearing this, Guang Han shuddered slightly and slowly raised his eyes. The moment he opened his eyes, the guard leader felt two bolts of lightning hitting his body. He trembled with fright and hurriedly leaned down and put his forehead on the ground.

"Hmph! This greedy and despicable villain!" Guang Han snorted coldly. Then he stood up and asked, "How many people from the Fengchuan Alliance Army entered the city? How many people have defected now?"

"Holy King, there are countless enemy troops, and Nie Zhen... Nie Zhen has brought his disciples, leaders, and guards who defended the city to defect. Now the Fengchuan coalition has attacked the palace and will soon attack You. The Holy King must quickly find a way to escape!" the guard leader said with a cry.

"Escape? Haha -" Guang Han laughed on his back and said proudly: "This is my king's city, how can I abandon it?" As he spoke, he lowered his body and grabbed the Sword King, and walked out. .

The guard leader hurriedly stood up, walked behind Guang Han and said in a trembling voice: "Holy King, keep the green hills here, so you are not afraid of running out of firewood. Now that the enemy's morale is at its peak, the Holy King should avoid his attacks first... "

He stopped talking in the middle of his words. Guang Hanting, who was walking in front, suddenly reached back and pinched his neck. Under Guang Hanting's palm, the spiritual armor around the neck of the guard leader was obviously distorted.

"If you dare to talk any more, I will break your neck!" As he spoke, Guang Han pushed his hand outward, and the body of the guard leader rose from the ground and flew four or five meters away before landing. to the ground.

Fortunately, he had spiritual armor to protect him, otherwise the force of Guang Han's push would have been enough to break his bones. The guard leader got up from the ground, covered his neck with his hands, and kept coughing. Guang Han heard that he was not looking at him and strode out.

When Guang Hanting walked out of the Nether Palace, there was a fight outside. The Shenchi personnel responsible for guarding the Nether Palace fought with the vanguard of the Feng Army who rushed over. The personnel of both sides were fighting fiercely, and the bodies on the ground were scattered all over the place. It was so tragic.

Guang Hanting had just come out when several Feng Army soldiers nearby roared and rushed towards him with long spears and swords. Guang Hanting snorted coldly, and his wrist just shook slightly, and all seven sub-swords of the Sword Emperor were ejected.

The speed of the sub-swords was too fast, even ordinary spiritual practitioners might not be able to dodge them, let alone ordinary Feng Army soldiers? Several Feng Army soldiers didn't even see what was going on, and their chests were stabbed by the flying sub-swords.

There were only a few crisp sounds, and the steel armor on the chests of the Feng Army was pierced, and the sharpness of the sword tip protruded from the armor behind them.

You should know that the soldiers of the Pingyuan Army were all wearing Yuan Anguo's armor, which was made of fine steel. However, in front of the sharp edge of the Sword Emperor, it was like paper.

Several Feng soldiers fell on their backs one after another. Guang Hanting took back all seven swords while walking. Seeing how powerful he was, the surrounding Feng soldiers gathered more people. At the same time, dozens of crossbows shot at Guang Hanting from all directions.

In the midst of the arrows, Guang Hanting did not dare to be arrogant. He took a deep breath and then covered himself with spiritual armor. Ding Ding Dang Dang! The crossbows hit his spiritual armor and bounced off the ground one after another. Looking closely, the powerful crossbows of the Feng Army did not leave even a scratch on his spiritual armor.

Guang Hanting raised his hand suddenly and caught an arrow shot at his eyes. Then he waved it out casually, and the arrow was reflected by him.

A scream came from the Feng Army crowd, and a Feng Army soldier fell to the ground. The eyes of the surrounding Fengjun soldiers were all bloodshot. They shouted in unison, put away their crossbows, waved their swords, and rushed towards Guanghan Ting.

They rushed up quickly, but fell down even faster. The sword emperor in Guanghan Ting's hand drew arcs of lightning in the air. As long as the Fengjun soldiers were hit by the lightning, they would be broken into two pieces.

Fengjun soldiers rushed up in batches and fell down in batches. It didn't take long for Guanghan Ting to have more than a hundred corpses around him. However, Guanghan Ting's ferocity did not scare off the Fengjun soldiers. Fengjun soldiers continued to rush forward.

Annoyed by the fight between the Fengjun soldiers, Guanghan Ting gritted his teeth secretly, and the sword emperor waved, and the seven sub-swords separated from the mother sword again and flew out.

The seven sub-swords swirled in the air, constantly flying around Guanghan Ting quickly, and the surrounding Fengjun soldiers were also hit by the sword and fell to the ground from time to time. Some were seriously injured, and some were killed.

The number of casualties among the Feng army at the scene increased, and the number of people became smaller and smaller. Just when Guanghan Ting was about to end the battle, he heard a deafening shout of killing from both ends of the road.

He took the time to look forward and backward. Well, a large number of Feng army arrived. Looking around, there were crowds of people. The road had turned into a sea of ​​red. It was all the scarlet tassels of the Feng army soldiers.

Guanghan Ting was not afraid at all, but sneered. He held the sword emperor in his hand and did not avoid it at all. Instead, he rushed towards the Feng army.

He rushed into the crowd of Feng army, and his figure was instantly submerged in the sea of ​​people. However, there were screams and wails in the sea of ​​people. From time to time, blood arrows and pieces of residual soldiers swept out of the crowd and shot into the air.

If we only count the spiritual martial arts, Guanghan Ting's spiritual martial arts have definitely reached the level that has never been seen before and will never be seen again. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as a demigod body.

Thousands of Feng troops, and the most elite Pingyuan troops, suffered casualties in just one round trip under Guanghan Ting's charge.

At this time, looking at the battlefield again, the ground was piled with corpses and blood flowed like a river.

Just as Guanghan Ting was in high spirits, deafening shouts of killing rang out again at both ends of the road. He took a breath and looked around, only to see more Feng troops running quickly, and the rumbling footsteps made the ground tremble.

This time, the number of Feng troops who came was no less than 5,000.

How could there be so many Feng troops? They could not be killed or killed! Guanghan Ting, who was so powerful, could not help but frown at this time, and felt powerless in his heart.

He dared to challenge anyone in the world, and he dared to guarantee that he could defeat any opponent, but facing the Feng army's human wave tactics, he felt powerless and even had no idea where to start.

Guanghan Ting was still able to fight, and he became more and more courageous, but there were only a few guards left in Youdian.

The guard leader was covered in blood, staggering to Guanghan Ting and said in a trembling voice: "Saint King, there are too many Feng troops, we can't resist them, Saint King, please leave quickly..."