Lord of the night.

Chapter 810: God has melted! [Two in one!]

Dang, dang, dang... Sounds like hammering iron kept coming from Yin Shen Gong's body. The Xiuyun steel on his body was cut in many places, and the steel pierced into his flesh, causing blood to flow.

But he wielded his sword like the wind, trying his best to block the attack, not only for himself, but also for Qian Sanjiang and Hou Fang.

"Brother! Leader!"

Qian Sanjiang spat out blood, tears welling up in his eyes: "Don't worry about us, today's battle is enough for me to die! Go!"

Hou Fang was covered in blood. He had the lowest cultivation level and was already injured internally, but he was still fighting for his life. He just shouted, "Brother! Let's go! Brother... Master! When did you become so soft-hearted! You are the Master of Yixin Sect!"

Yinshen Gong said nothing.

He seemed not to hear the two people's roars. He ignored them.

Just swing the sword desperately and fight.

If faced with such a situation a year ago, Yinshen Palace would probably have really escaped and only cared about itself.

If it were three years ago, it would even be possible to throw Qian Sanjiang and the other two out to block the attack.

But at this moment, he didn't think about anything, he just knew that these two people couldn't die! These were his only two brothers in this world!

It has to be said that Mu Linyuan’s death almost transformed Yinshen Palace.

Because of Yin Shen Gong's desperate efforts, the masters who were guarding him had to fight with him.

Qian Sanjiang and Hou Fang were finally able to save their lives.

distance.

Feng Yun held an Eagle Eye Tube in his hand and used his spiritual power to observe the entire scene.

Then, in his mind, he slowly restored the whole thing.

"That's our Sole Orthodox sect. How could they just rush in so rashly? Is this a battle situation they can enter? It's simply stupid!"

Feng Yun glanced sideways: "Go see who it is! Nonsense!"

"Yes."

A shadow flashed, flashed a few times, and then disappeared.

A voice beside him said, "The defenders are withdrawing."

"If you want to withdraw, then withdraw."

Feng Yun didn't care: "We need to focus on the key points. What's the point of killing so many defenders here? Instead, it will tear up the peace agreement and allow a large number of defenders to come out and cause trouble for us."

"The original plan was to devour this group of people from the Divine Weasel Cult."

"Even if none of the defenders survive, our casualties will be heavy, but as long as we can defeat these people from the Divine Weasel Cult, it will be a huge victory!"

Feng Yun looked at the blood and flesh flying all over the battlefield with calm eyes.

He said calmly, "It's just a Yinshen Palace as bait. There's no need for the Shenwei Sect to send so many people. This means they want to take this opportunity to bite us back. If my guess is correct, they know it was my plan, so they killed as many of my Feng family's masters as possible."

"That's why so many people came out. But... it's not enough. Because they can't send out the real top masters."

"Although it is impossible to send out top experts, there must be some experts who have not yet been sent out."

"Let Li Yao take action."

Feng Yun said: "Put some pressure on them. Also tell the other side that if no one comes out, we will end the battle."

"The guardian has been bitten by the Divine Weasel Cult." said the person nearby.

"Do not care."

Feng Yun smiled faintly: "It's one thing for us not to kill, but if others want to kill, we won't save them!"

"Pay attention to collecting the bodies of the Divine Weasel Cult, especially those with black hair."

Feng Yun's eyes were like those of an eagle: "Pay attention to Hai Wuliang. The combat power Hai Wuliang has shown so far is not even at the level of a Saint King. How could such strength make the Divine Weasel Cult take him so seriously? This is a serious violation of the norm. There must be a reason. Let them attack Hai Wuliang and see how seriously they take him!"

At this time, the person who was sent out came back: "It's the Blood Cloud Sect, the young leader of Zhengnan, who has not yet established the foundation of the sect."

"waste!"

Feng Yun said: "Let them get out of here!"

"Already told them to get out!"

At this moment, as Li Yao appeared with the Sword of Life and Death in his hand and stabbed down several people from the Divine Weasel Sect, a golden light suddenly flashed in the air.

A golden snake spear suddenly appeared with great force, with golden light still flickering in the air. It had already pierced through the chest of a master of the Divine Weasel Sect, sending his body flying backwards, with his body constantly being shaken and exploded along the way.

He carried the corpse into the chest of another member of the Divine Weasel Sect, and with a bang, it stuck into the ground.

The buzzing sound continued.

A burly voice came from the air.

He grabbed the Golden Snake Spear in one hand, and blood beads flew out from the Golden Snake Spear instantly.

Golden Snake Spear, Dong Changfeng.

This pair of old enemies, one had just taken action on the spot, and the other had come from afar and landed on the battlefield, and they appeared and attacked almost at the same time.

Dong Changfeng finally arrived at the critical moment. He stood alone in front of the defenders and took away the master of the Shenwei Sect who was fighting with Mo Jianghu with a spear.

His eyes met Li Yao's from afar. A string of fire seemed to be crackling in the middle.

But Li Yao did not rush over after all, but dealt with the Divine Weasel on his own, but all the muscles in his body were in a completely relaxed posture.

That's the posture of gathering strength to attack with all one's strength at any time!
With the arrival of Dong Changfeng, the defenders were finally safe and stable for the time being.

The Golden Snake Spear was shining, and Dong Changfeng stood in front of the mountain, motionless.

An Ruoxing and others were repairing on the hillside behind him.

Xiong Rushan was covered in blood, dejected and guilty, kneeling on the ground with his head banging on the ground.

An Ruoxing was shirtless as someone bandaged his wound, with an angry look on his face: "Why are you asking for forgiveness now? We'll talk about it after we get back! I won't let you off!"

Xiong Rushan looked very sad.

Yin Guotang was also kneeling on the side and apologizing, with a look of guilt and self-blame on his face.

The incident was caused by the two of them. Although An Ruoxing was also filled with hatred, if the two of them had not rushed out like this, An Ruoxing might have really let Yin Shengong and others pass for risk considerations.

After all, the sudden appearance of a person who is dedicated to teaching others raises numerous doubts.

An Ruoxing really didn't want to do it at that time. But then again: if he didn't do it at that time, and let Yinshen Palace go, and nothing happened afterwards, An Ruoxing himself would regret it.

And there will be countless complaints.

This is how things are in the world. When something happens, unless the result is a happy ending for everyone, someone will have to pay the price.

Just like now, just like this moment.

The officer stood beside An Ruoxing, holding a piece of paper with a sad look on his face.

"Report it." An Ruoxing sighed.

"767 killed in action. 135 seriously injured, over 400 slightly injured."

Yin Guotang and Xiong Rushan were filled with grief and had no desire to live.

The atmosphere at the scene was solemn.

An Ruoxing's face was as hard as steel.

Feng Yinxiao stood over and sighed, "No one can resist such a thing. With such a huge advantage in military force, we have become the weakest party..."

An Ruoxing said respectfully: "Master Feng is right. We will handle it as appropriate. It's not safe here yet. Let's talk about it after we get back!"

Sighing inwardly.

After returning, Xiong Rushan and Yin Guotang will definitely be held responsible for this matter of accidentally walking into someone else's trap and causing heavy casualties among their comrades!

The situation is too serious.

Seven hundred and sixty-seven people, or seven hundred and sixty-seven families, lost their backbone forever.

The Southeast's combat power suffered huge losses.

How many heads can Xiong Rushan hold up?

If so many people died in a simple battle with the Yixin Sect, it could be explained, but the problem was that this was clearly a trap, and the Yixin Sect was the bait!
The target that was supposed to be lured hasn't even made a move yet, but someone totally unrelated to him or her has swallowed the hook in one gulp!

There is no way to have no explanation for such a serious mistake.

Looking at the battlefield, there is still blood and flesh flying everywhere. The withdrawal of the defenders has no effect on the battlefield at all.

An Ruoxing was quickly assessing the situation.

He had to ensure that the scope of this battle would not expand. Once the battle was fought out of the forest, Baixiangzhou would not be far away.

So even though the defenders have withdrawn, they cannot leave.

Not only can you not leave, but you also have to be prepared to fight for your life at any time.

An Ruoxing took out the communication jade and contacted Zhao Shanhe.

"Here... right now, there's a huge battle between Weiwo and Shenzi... The situation is very tragic."

"There was a mistake this time, so don't notify Mr. Fang for now. Otherwise, if they come over out of concern, it will be a greater loss. Because if the battle here moves towards our city, I will activate my Red Heart Righteousness. I will tell you then."

"We still need to contact the headquarters. Both sides may have some hidden cards that they haven't played yet. If a top expert shows up, Mr. Dong and we may not be able to stop him from rushing into the crowded area. Then this matter will be a big deal."

"For now...looking at the situation, it should have nothing to do with the awakening of the blood spirit. But there are many deaths here, and the location is sensitive, so we must be on guard in this regard. It is advisable to report to the headquarters."

"We have suffered too much loss at the moment. It is mainly my responsibility as a leader. I did not make a clear judgment, which caused the brothers to suffer too much unnecessary loss. If I can go back, I will apologize to you."

An Ruoxing reported everything and basically made arrangements for the aftermath.

Then he began to arrange for all the defenders to gather together and set up a formation of loyalty, righteousness and determination to die.

Be ready at any time, risking your entire life. When the enemy is preparing to move the battlefield into Baixiangzhou, if reinforcements have not arrived by then, launch a large formation, dragging away all the people you can take away, and die together.

The gap in strength is too big. There is no other way except this Danxin Zhengqi Death Formation.

All the defenders, under the command of An Ruoxing, were like a giant carnivorous plant, slowly closing their petals. When viewed from the sky, they formed a huge flower bud.

Once this flower blooms, it means more than two thousand lives blooming at the same time on earth!

An Ruoxing's face was calm.

His eyes were looking far into the distance at the place where Feng Yun might be.

Feng Yun, do you dare?

His only confidence now comes from Feng Yun. During the peace agreement, Feng Yun still wants to take over the throne in the future. If there really is a public outrage here, Feng Yun will probably be strangled to death by the Eastern Military Advisor.

I bet you don't dare!
If you dare, I dare!

……

There were only six people left who were determined to die, and they were slowly retreating under protection.

The masters of the Weiwo Zhengjiao began to attack Hai Wuliang continuously according to Feng Yun's instructions. Feng Yun stared at them from a distance.

He had never considered any idea of ​​expanding the war. All his plans were on the Divine Weasel Sect! He was also on guard against the possibility that the Divine Weasel Sect would flee to the White Elephant Continent if the war situation was unfavorable.

Once that happens, the situation on the entire continent will be ruined. Feng Yun cannot bear the consequences.

For this reason, he still holds two trump cards in his hand.

Feng Yun frowned as he watched his men besieging Hai Wuliang in the battle.

Sure enough, once Hai Wuliang was attacked, the masters from the Divine Weasel Sect immediately began to reinforce and protect Hai Wuliang.

This trend is extremely obvious.

"Sure enough! Anything needs strength to be fought!"

Feng Yun's eyes flickered. "I said there was something fishy about Hai Wuliang. According to common sense, someone who defected from the Solitary Orthodox Church shouldn't have the freedom that Hai Wuliang has now, let alone the authority that Hai Wuliang has to bring people out. If Hai Wuliang's cultivation is above that of a Saint King, or even a Saint Emperor, then perhaps this is possible."

"But now his authority, freedom, and independent actions against Yinshen Palace all show that he is not that simple; Hai Wuliang should not have the ability to control the power to deal with Yixin Sect. If he does, there must be something fishy."

"If you attack other people, even if you kill them, they won't care. But when you deal with Hai Wuliang, a large number of experts will immediately come to his rescue. Since you value him so much, why don't you just put him in your lair and not let him out?"

Feng Yun was constantly thinking in his mind.

"Does Hai Wuliang have other uses? If I am a member of the Divine Itachi Cult, what use would an ant like Hai Wuliang have to me?"

"His only value is that he defected from the Solitary Orthodoxy. He was originally the leader of the Night Demon Cult! In this regard, his strength, martial arts, combat power, and intelligence are nothing to be valued. So, what the Divine Weasel Cult values ​​about Hai Wuliang must be something that I cannot access at the moment, and what I cannot access is the destiny and luck of the Solitary Orthodoxy!"

Feng Yun immediately confirmed it in his heart.

Then he immediately sent a message to Yan Nan: "Deputy Chief Master Yan, your subordinate Feng Yun has something to report. The pocket has been formed and a great battle is going on here. I still have two cards in my hand, the Heavenly King Flute and the Horizontal Spear, but the situation is currently under perfect control."

News came immediately from Yan Nan: "Yin Shen Gong is not dead, right?"

Feng Yun's heart skipped a beat. It turned out that Yinshen Palace was very important in the heart of Deputy Chief Master Yan.

"He's not dead, but some of the people he taught died. I've arranged for someone to protect Yinshen Palace."

"That's good."

Yan Nan was also relieved.

Yan Nan had also thought about letting Yinshen Palace withdraw early and handing over Yemo to Feng Yun to operate; however, although Feng Yun's changes are gratifying now, he has still not yet achieved a true senior leadership position.

If your butt is not in that position, it is impossible to fully consider that position.

The saying goes that the butt determines the head, and this is absolutely true.

What’s more, behind Feng Yun is the Feng family, which is the number one family in the Only Orthodox Church!
So Feng Yun cannot give the Night Demon to him before he reaches that step!

Feng Yun used the simplest language to briefly explain the situation here, and then began the main event: "I discovered something unusual about Hai Wuliang, and this should be something that I cannot touch at present."

So he reported the abnormality here to Yan Nan.

Yan Nan was very calm and said, "I know this. The only one who can affect our destiny is Hai Wuliang, so he must be very useful. If you can kill him, then kill him. If you can't, try to see what they have next."

"Yes, Yanzu."

Feng Yun breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out to be the involvement of the illusory destiny.

Yan Nan said: "Pay attention to the development of the situation and make sure that the situation does not escalate. You are now in the territory of the Guardians. If you cause great suffering to the people, it will affect your future."

"I know."

Feng Yun said gratefully: "So I kept the Tianwang Xiao and Hengtian Spear."

Yan Nan was very satisfied: "That's good."

Feng Yun said: "I arranged the battle at the place where the old predecessors such as Yin Mo Dao Mo fell."

He suppressed a thought in his mind: This was the plan, but he was intercepted by An Ruoxing dozens of miles in advance.

Yan Nan was immediately more satisfied: "Good, good! Feng Yun, you did a good job. After this battle, I will make arrangements immediately. Did you notice the corpse of the Divine Weasel Cult?"

"We have collected quite a bit and will send it to the headquarters after the battle."

Feng Yun answered.

Ended the call.

Yannan sighed with relief after a long time.

From Feng Yun's layout to the current operations, even if Yan Nan looked at it with the most critical eyes, he could not find any fault with it.

perfect.

It exceeded expectations and even created a possibility for the Solitary Orthodox Church to increase its strength.

Those who have fallen on this battlefield are at least Venerable Saints, and there are also many Saint Kings and Saint Emperors.

That would be a great tonic for Yin Mo and the other three who were waiting to be resurrected!
On the battlefield, the fighting became more and more brutal. People from both the Only Our Orthodox Church and the Divine Weasel Church kept falling, and it had reached a point where it was a life-and-death struggle.

Even Li Yao, the Sword of Life and Death, was injured.

This shows how brutal the war was.

The Weiwo Zhengjiao attacked Hai Wuliang with all its might, and the posture of 'cleaning up the house' was extremely real.

Yin Shen Gong finally breathed a sigh of relief. He was covered in wounds, and the Xiuyun steel on his body was almost chopped into pieces. Pieces of steel had pierced into his flesh. He was sitting there with his teeth bared. Hou Fang was lying on the side like a blood gourd, with his eyes closed and his chest heaving. He was seriously injured, but he had taken the elixir and his life was safe.

Qian Sanjiang was pulling the Xiuyun steel out of his flesh piece by piece for Yin Shengong.

Every time a piece was pulled out, the Yinshen Palace would twitch.

But even if you take the instant recovery pill, you still need to take out these iron pieces.

"Master, you are... too..." Qian Sanjiang was speechless.

"no way."

Yin Shen Gong didn't feel anything. "If it weren't for these things, my arms and legs would have been cut off at least three or five times today. Now I'm just suffering some physical pain, which is much more cost-effective than having to regenerate a broken limb, right?"

"That's true."

Qian Sanjiang had to admit that what Yin Shengong said made sense.

However, Qian Sanjiang could not bear the pain of having three or four hundred pieces of iron pierced deeply into his flesh.

"If you were the leader, I would tremble just looking at you."

“I trembled watching this…”

Yin Shen Gong stared at the crazy Hai Wuliang and said, "But if I stab myself, I can save my life, so I won't tremble."

Then he sighed: "Young Master Yun is letting Hai Wuliang go...Hai Wuliang won't die today!"

Then he said, "Our people are actually collecting the bodies of the Divine Itachi Cult's people...what are they doing?"

Qian Sanjiang knew nothing about this.

But Yinshen Palace fell into deep thought.

Now that I was safe with bodyguards around me and away from the battlefield, I began to think about the irrationality of the whole thing.

Feng Yun asked him to be a bait, saying it was to ensure his own safety, and he did it.

However, the whole thing was to lure Hai Wuliang to death, but at the last moment, they let him go. Although a group of people rushed towards Hai Wuliang desperately, Yinshen Palace could see the situation.

It’s very simple: if you really want to kill Hai Wuliang, just send out your backup and kill him with one strike.

The three most powerful masters now are Feng Yun, Feng Yi and Li Yao, the Sword of Life and Death. But as a leader, if Feng Yun says that he has no trump card, he won't believe it even if he smashes the Yinshen Palace to pieces!
However, Yinshen Palace also knew that in such a war situation, the upper echelons had taken into account many things thousands of miles away.

The considerations involved are really... hard to say.

Sometimes it doesn't mean you have won just because you win on the surface. This is something that the people below will never know.

Just like now, people from both the Divine Itachi Sect and the Somali Orthodox Sect are dying, and it seems that this battle has no other meaning except fighting each other.

But what did the two sects gain from this? Who knows? But one thing is certain: if the Solitary Orthodox Church had no benefit, it would not fight like this. And if the Divine Weasel Sect had no consideration, it would not do it like this either.

It's just a matter of seeing where the benefits are.

In the end, even if everyone dies, it still depends on who gains greater benefits after this battle.

This is war.

Yin Shen Gong didn't want to think about it because he knew that he didn't understand it just because of his level. Since his level was not high enough, it was useless to think too much.

Glancing at An Ruoxing's direction, he saw the soldiers and weapons over there, and the murderous aura was faintly visible. Although he couldn't see anyone, he could tell from the momentum that they had made all preparations, and this was inevitable.

I couldn't help but feel a little more at ease.

I'm fine.

I was really worried that he would die in this melee.

Couldn't help but sigh.

The Yinshen Palace now feels that it has been split into several parts.

He wished that all the guardians would die, but An Ruoxing could not die. However, An Ruoxing still wanted to kill him all the time.

He wants to be a good leader, but he can't let go of his brotherhood.

I want to let go of everything and just accept my fate and live a peaceful life, but I can't let go of my ambitions or the night demon.

It's so entangled and contradictory.

At this moment, Hai Wuliang, who was in the melee, didn't know what he had eaten. Seeing that there was no hope of revenge, he suddenly became manic. He seemed to be stimulated by something, and he roared madly to the sky on the battlefield.

The sound was strange, as if it was about to penetrate the clear sky.

Even though the Yinshen Palace was dozens of feet away, one could clearly see that as Hai Wuliang screamed in an extremely weird way, thick black hair was madly growing out of his body and face.

Even his face suddenly became hideous and ferocious. His teeth suddenly grew longer and protruded from the corners of his lips.

All the hair fell off in an instant and was blown away by the wind.

Then yellow and black hair quickly appeared on the scalp. It was just a head, but it had different hair colors.

Eyes, eyebrows, chin, ears...

Strange hairs were growing all over them crazily.

A moment ago, although Hai Wuliang had hair on his hands and feet, his face could still barely be seen as a human.

But after such a short period of time, the whole person suddenly turned into a complete beast!
Or rather, a monster!

monster!
Yinshen Palace suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

The people of the Divine Weasel Cult suddenly cheered.

"The gods have melted! The gods have melted!"

(End of this chapter)