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However, the number of blood corpses was too large, as if it was endless. Just when everyone felt overwhelmed, Zhao Qi suddenly shouted loudly: "Disciples of the Qi Tian Sect, prepare to use the Nine Netherworld Fire Array!"

The disciples were inspired upon hearing this, and they all stood in accordance with Zhao Qi's instructions. The Nine Netherworld Fires in their hands gradually gathered together, forming a huge dark blue fire circle.

The temperature inside the circle of fire suddenly rose, instantly burning the approaching blood corpse into ashes.

"Wow! That's amazing!" Zhu Yingying exclaimed, "Is this the strength of the Qi Tian Sect?"

"That's right." Zhu Qingyang nodded, "With the help of Qi Tianzong, we will be able to defend the city wall!"

Seeing their attacks being blocked again and again by the dark blue flames, the blood corpses seemed to be aroused to even stronger ferocity.

Their originally cold and hard faces now looked even more hideous, and their blood-red eyes flashed with desire for blood, as if they wanted to tear everyone on the city wall into pieces.

"Have these guys gone crazy? Why are they fighting so hard?" Han Feng muttered as he wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

"They didn't eat gunpowder, they just smelled our blood." Liu Ruyan chuckled and swung the sword in her hand again. A sword energy cut down a blood corpse that was about to climb up the city wall.

On the city wall, although the power of the Nine Netherworld Fire was enormous, the number of blood corpses was so great that it seemed endless.

Every time the fire burned, new blood corpses would fill the gap and try to break through the defenders' defense line.

"This is not a solution." Zhu Qingyang frowned, "We must think of a way to completely defeat these blood corpses."

"Father, look!" Zhu Yingying suddenly pointed to the distance and saw a figure in a black robe controlling a group of blood corpses behind them.

Zhu Qingyang took a closer look and was immediately shocked and angry: "That's Wu Hanjiang from the Blood Puppet Sect! He actually personally controlled these blood corpses to attack us!"

Wu Hanjiang, this name is notorious in Zhuzi Country. As an elder of the Blood Puppet Sect, he is proficient in puppetry and can control corpses to fight.

At this moment, he obviously regarded these blood corpses as his puppets and used them to attack the city walls of Zhuzi Kingdom.

"This old fox actually showed up in person." A cold light flashed in Zhao Qi's eyes. "It seems that he is determined to break through our city wall."

"Master, what should we do?" Lu Xueyao asked anxiously.

"Don't panic." Zhao Qi said in a deep voice, "Since Wu Hanjiang is here, let's give him a surprise."

After that, Zhao Qi turned to Zhu Qingyang and said, "Lord, please ask someone to prepare some special arrows. We want to teach Wu Hanjiang a profound lesson."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Qingyang immediately ordered people to prepare. Soon after, a batch of specially made arrows were transported to the city wall.

The arrowheads of these arrows are coated with a special poison that can cause great damage to the blood corpses.

"Everyone listen!" Zhao Qi shouted, "Shoot these arrows at the back of the blood corpse, especially at the position where the black-robed man is!"

As Zhao Qi's order was issued, the soldiers on the city wall picked up their bows and arrows and shot the specially made arrows at the back of the blood corpse. For a moment, the arrows fell like raindrops, heading straight for Wu Hanjiang.

Wu Hanjiang was concentrating on controlling the blood corpses to attack the city wall when he suddenly felt a strong wind coming.

He looked up and saw arrows flying towards him. He cursed inwardly and dodged a wave of arrows.

However, the blood corpses he controlled could not escape this disaster and fell down one after another after being shot by arrows.

"Damn it! Who came up with this idea?!" Wu Hanjiang roared, his heart filled with anger. He didn't expect that he would encounter such a setback when he personally took action.

However, what made him even more angry was that the poison coated on these arrows could actually quickly corrode his blood corpse and cause him heavy losses.

On the city wall, Zhao Qi looked at Wu Hanjiang's angry expression and sneered, "It seems that our plan was successful."

He said to the disciples beside him: "Everyone, don't stop and keep shooting! We want to let Wu Hanjiang know that our Qi Tian Sect and Zhu Zi Kingdom are not easy to mess with!"

The sky gradually darkened, but the flames on the battlefield illuminated half the sky. As time passed, the battle to defend the city entered the most critical moment of the decisive battle.

Zhu Qingyang, wearing armor and holding a sword, stood on the city wall himself. His eyes were determined, as if he wanted to repel all invading enemies.

Zhu Yingying was not to be outdone. She wore a light battle suit and held a bow and arrow. Every time she pulled the bow, it was with the force of thunder. The arrows shot into the group of blood corpses like meteors and always hit the target accurately.

"Your Majesty, you have also personally taken part in the battle. I, the soldiers, really admire you!" a general exclaimed sincerely.

Zhu Qingyang smiled slightly and waved his hand, saying, "How can I sit idly by when the country is in danger? Today, I will fight side by side with you soldiers to protect our homeland together!"

The disciples of Qi Tian Zong also demonstrated their strength on the city wall.

Lu Xueyao, Liu Ruyan and Bai Wei joined forces to release the Nine Netherworld Fire. The dark blue flame seemed to have spirituality and formed an indestructible wall of fire in front of the city wall.

Whenever a blood corpse tries to break through this line of defense, it will be burned to ashes by the Nine Netherworld Fire.

Han Feng, on the other hand, was wielding a huge battle axe, charging left and right on the city wall. Every time he swung the axe, he could chop several bloody corpses into two pieces.

His bravery and strength impressed the other soldiers, who followed his fighting style and engaged in a desperate battle with the blood corpse.

The battle entered a white-hot stage, and the soldiers on the city wall engaged in fierce hand-to-hand combat with the blood corpses.

Every clash of weapons was deafening, and every kill was accompanied by splattering blood.

But no matter how frantically the blood corpses attacked, the defense line on the city wall remained as solid as a rock and never shook at all.

However, in this fierce battle, when a blood corpse was split in half by Han Feng's axe, it actually struggled to stand up again. This scene made the soldiers on the city wall laugh out loud.

"Haha, this blood corpse is too tenacious, right? It wants to stand up even after being chopped into pieces like this?" a soldier laughed.

"That's right! This blood corpse's desire to survive is too strong!" another soldier said, causing everyone to laugh again.

Just as the battle entered its most intense and fierce moment, the power of the Nine Netherworld Fire was finally fully revealed.

The dark blue flames danced in the night, like the scythe of the god of death, mercilessly reaping the lives of the bloody corpses.

Under the burning of this mysterious flame, the blood corpse army gradually lost the power to resist. "Look! The blood corpses are starting to escape!" A sharp-eyed soldier on the city wall suddenly shouted.

When everyone heard the sound and looked, they saw that the blood zombies that had been attacking frantically retreated like a tide, leaving behind corpses and ruins on the ground.

Those blood corpses that were once extremely ferocious were now fleeing like stray dogs under the threat of the Nine Netherworld Fire.

"Haha, we won!" Zhu Qingyang waved the sword in his hand and cheered loudly.

The soldiers also raised their weapons and shouted slogans of victory. On the city wall, there was a jubilant scene, with everyone's face filled with joy and pride.

"It's so refreshing!" Zhu Yingying clapped her hands and said excitedly, "We finally beat back these damn blood corpses!"

The disciples of Qi Tian Zong also smiled at each other. They knew that this victory was hard-won and was the result of everyone's joint efforts.

Although the Nine Netherworld Fire is powerful, without the brave resistance and tacit cooperation of the soldiers, such brilliant results would not have been achieved.

"Master, what should we do next?" Lu Xueyao looked at Zhao Qi and asked.

Zhao Qi smiled and said, "Let's take a break first, then we need to clean up the battlefield and repair the city walls as soon as possible. Although the blood corpses have retreated, there is no guarantee that they will not come back again. We must be fully prepared."

Everyone nodded in agreement and started to get busy. Some soldiers were responsible for cleaning up the corpses and ruins, while others began to repair the city walls that were damaged by the blood corpses.

Although the battle has ended, everyone's face is filled with determination and resolve, and they know that the war is far from over.

However, in this busy and celebratory atmosphere, when a blood corpse that had escaped by chance was chopped away by Han Feng's axe, it actually drew a graceful arc in the air and then fell heavily to the ground.

This scene made the soldiers on the city wall couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Haha, this bloody corpse is so funny, right? It was chopped and flew so high!" a soldier laughed.

"Isn't it? This is simply performing acrobatics for us!" another soldier said, causing everyone to laugh again.

When the last blood corpse fell, the entire battlefield fell into a brief silence. Then, the silence was broken by the cheers of the Zhuzi Kingdom soldiers and Qitian Sect disciples. The sound was as surging as the sea tide, carrying endless joy and pride.

Zhu Qingyang stood on the city wall, his eyes sweeping over every tired but happy-looking soldier, feeling deeply moved.

He turned to look at Zhao Qi and the disciples of Qi Tian Sect and bowed deeply. "Sect Master Zhao, fellow disciples, on behalf of Zhu Zi Nation, I thank you for your help. Without you, today's victory would be impossible."

Zhao Qi smiled slightly and helped Zhu Qingyang up. "Your Majesty, you are too kind. We are both righteous and should support each other. Today's battle is also the responsibility of the Qi Tian Sect."

Zhu Yingying ran to Lu Xueyao, Liu Ruyan and Bai Wei, holding their hands and spinning happily, "Great, we won! You guys are awesome!"

Han Feng walked aside, picked up a battle axe, weighed it, grinned and said, "This axe is good. I'll ask the blacksmith to make a better one." His humor made everyone laugh.

Celebrations ensued, with soldiers sitting together and sharing every detail of the battle.

Someone mentioned Han Feng's heroic feat of chopping a blood corpse with one axe, which caused everyone to laugh. Han Feng scratched his head and smiled innocently, "That blood corpse was too fragile, it flew away with one axe."

Lu Xueyao shared the experience of how the three of them joined forces to release the Nine Netherworld Fire and forced back the army of blood corpses.

She told the story vividly, as if the blue flame was still burning in front of everyone's eyes.

The celebration lasted a whole day, with everyone singing and laughing, enjoying the hard-earned fruits of victory.

During this celebration, Zhu Qingyang also announced an important decision: he would confer titles on the disciples of the Qi Tian Sect as honorary immortal masters of the Zhu Zi Kingdom in recognition of their outstanding contributions in this battle.

This decision made the disciples of Qi Tian Zong feel honored, and they all expressed that they would continue to contribute to the cause of righteousness.

Zhao Qi also accepted the honor on behalf of the Qi Tian Sect and expressed that he would further strengthen cooperation with Zhu Ziguo to jointly resist the invasion of evil sects.

As night fell and the celebrations gradually came to an end, Zhu Qingyang and Zhao Qi stood on the city wall, gazing at the starry sky in the distance.

They knew that although they had won this battle, there was still a long way to go and they had to remain vigilant and prepared to meet new challenges.

"Master Zhao," Zhu Qingyang suddenly said, "What do you think we should do next to deal with those evil forces?"

Zhao Qi pondered for a moment and said slowly: "We need to strengthen the cooperation among the righteous sects and jointly resist the invasion of the evil sects. At the same time, we must also work hard to improve our own strength to deal with the greater crisis that may arise."

Zhu Qingyang nodded, "Sect Master Zhao is right. We must unite as one to defeat those evil forces."

The two smiled at each other, their hearts filled with confidence and expectations for the future.

In the distant secret room of the Blood Puppet Sect, Wu Hanjiang sat in front of an ancient sandalwood table with a gloomy face.

His fingers tapped lightly on the table, making a dull and rhythmic sound, as if he was thinking about some important plan.

Suddenly, a communication talisman flew in from the window and landed steadily in Wu Hanjiang's hand.

He opened the communication talisman, and lines of handwriting appeared before his eyes, which was the news about the defeat of the Blood Corpse Army in Zhuzi Kingdom.

After reading the message, Wu Hanjiang sneered, "Zhao Qi, do you think you won? Humph, this is just the beginning."

He stood up and walked to a wall of the secret room, which was covered with various strange drawings and magical instruments.

He reached out and took down a yellowed blueprint, on which was drawn a complex magic array.

“Since the Nine Netherworld Fire is so powerful, I will give you a big gift.” Wu Hanjiang muttered to himself, with a cunning look in his eyes.

He turned and walked towards the depths of the secret room, where a huge blood-red magic circle was slowly operating.

This magic circle echoes the one outside the Qi Tian Sect, as if they were two magnets attracting each other.

At the same time, in the main hall of Qitian Sect, Zhao Qi was sitting quietly in the main seat, holding a communication talisman in his hand. He had just learned that Wu Hanjiang might make some moves.

"This Wu Hanjiang is really not giving up." Zhao Qi chuckled and said to the disciples beside him, "Pass the order down and strengthen the vigilance to prevent Wu Hanjiang from launching a sneak attack." (End of this chapter)