From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

Xiangyang City.

The three hundred soldiers of the Wuchu Army formed a formation relying on the ruins to protect themselves.

Pei Nanwei had the idea of ​​finding a well again, but unfortunately there were only broken walls and ruins all around, so he could only stand in the battle formation.

Jiang Yuan stood on the street. The buildings on both sides had been razed to the ground, so it seemed quite spacious.

A sad thought that shouldn't exist emerged. The master of southwestern boxing had a beautiful wife, and now that her husband died, her fate was doomed to be rough.

"Let's kill them all."

Some thoughts were extinguished in an instant.

The heavy black spear fell to the ground from the mouth of the colorful python around his neck.

Above the military town, under the hanging clouds, the twenty-four solar terms magic formation invisible to the common people in the market, the destiny of the Great Chu State permeated, like a chain covering the Xiangyang City below.

The 50,000 elite garrison troops and 20,000 Beiwei troops deployed to the battlefield continued to advance from all directions, with thousands of martial arts masters roaming among them.

There are also rivers and lakes in the Great Chu.

Before the war, Taoist Yuyi held the imperial seal and issued an edict of "Oath of the Mountains and Seas", which contained only five words: Whoever kills will become a king or a prince.

The first thing that arrived was a rain of arrows. Countless black dots covered the sky. Hundreds of thousands of arrows were shot into the sky in two rounds, as if they were blessed by a large formation, and their power and speed were significantly increased.

Dark clouds over the city.

Behind Jiang Yuan, a thin fish swam out from the bright moon. More than a dozen dragon whiskers several meters long were grabbed and pulled down, turning into bowstrings and climbing onto the Tianshi bow. Originally, one of the tasks of the disciple Wu Huoyue was to make bowstrings, but he had always been troubled by the collection of materials and the time required for the process. Now that the Peach Garden Oath had been completed, it would probably be even more distant in the future.

Nine lightning snakes spread from the fingertips and turned into nine standard arrows in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Yuan bent the bow toward the sky, slightly adjusted the angle, and fired three rounds at once.

The lightning snakes shot in different directions and suddenly exploded when they encountered the falling black sky. Lightning filled the sky, like thousands of birds screaming at the same time, followed by a dense sound of burning and crackling.

Heaven and earth are clear and bright.

One of the lightning snakes swooped down to the ground, and a second-grade junior grandmaster jumped up and punched, resulting in the man being smashed to death.

Thunder snakes exploded in the battle formation, electric arcs spread across the ground, and human-shaped pillars of fire suddenly rose up. Nearly three hundred people were killed, but there were also a dozen or so lucky survivors.

The front-line battle has arrived, and strong men are constantly shooting hidden arrows, specifically attacking the vulnerable parts of the human body, continuously eroding the enemy's strong protective energy, and occasionally mixing in the secret techniques of masters in an attempt to expand the results of the battle.

Tens of thousands of shield-bearing soldiers advanced forward.

Jiang Yuan swept the Deer-Cutting Spear, using his physical strength and fists to smash the large number of spears that protruded from the gaps in the battle formation. The powerful spear body smashed onto the shield wall, reducing more than a dozen people along with their armor and bodies into pieces. The huge force was like a wave, wrapping up these pieces and turning them into sharp crossbow arrows. In a large fan-shaped area, two hundred people became a hornet's nest and then fell to the ground.

The sounds of shouting, roaring and wailing were endless.

As for Jiang Yuan's perspective, there was an endless crowd of armored soldiers. The energy in his body circulated for a thousand two hundred miles. This time he exerted nine-tenths of his strength, and the sun left his shoulders and exploded on the tip of his spear.

The fire chain composed of fist energy and willpower penetrated the entire military formation in front of him and hit the city wall directly, causing the twenty-four solar terms formation to be on the verge of breaking. The big sun fist energy spread on the wall, and it spread for a full eleven miles, covering the entire area. Then the city wall suddenly moved outward and broke again, and one of the four seasons of the solar term formation was destroyed.

At the main gate of Xiangyang, several people did not care about the tragic loss of more than 2,000 people killed in one blow, and hurriedly went down the city wall under the protection of the Taoist priest in feathered clothes. The Duke obviously did not want someone to "high and mighty" in front of him. "He can really kill them all!?" King Guangling was in doubt. Another thirty or forty blows and the army would be wiped out.

"A warrior's energy can't be sustained for too long. He will make a strong effort at the first, then it will weaken and finally be exhausted. It is just a necessary price to pay." The Taoist in feathered clothes stared at the figure who was killing people in Xiangyang city.

"Let Hou Xiangjun's troops attack the filthy battle formation." Xie Xichui gave the order.

"The messengers are all dead. Give me half a minute to transfer people." Kou Jianghuai looked solemn.

The center of Xiangyang city, the original site of Wangfu Street.

Waves of soldiers came forward and then became dead.

The corpses and iron tools were piled on top of each other and the ground was leveled repeatedly. Now it was one meter high. After repeated trampling, they fitted together tightly to form a platform of flesh and blood. The black blood was flowing endlessly. When you stepped on it, you couldn't tell whether it was bones or hardened blood mud.

The platform is built with blood and flesh, and the stairs are made of comrades.

After tens of thousands of shield-wielding soldiers were wiped out, the battle formation of the Filth-Extermination Army on the other side was also broken up. In the end, more than fifty people and Princess Pei Nanwei rushed to someone. There was a hint of guilt in Wu Yao's eyes. If it weren't for his relationship, the other party might not have been willing to take them in at first. Of course, the Filth-Extermination Army had to fight the enemy no matter what.

In the second round of formation, Pei Nanwei chopped off the third head with her eyes closed. The eighth-rank warrior was very strong, so the opponent died very easily, but she was the one who screamed in fear.

With one shot, he killed hundreds of people again. Jiang Yuan exhaled like a rainbow and then took a second breath.

At this moment, the Vajra Realm swordsman who had been hiding among the soldiers followed his sword, flew out of the battle formation, and pierced the enemy's heart, biting down fiercely with a white dragon of sword energy.

Unfortunately, the second breath did not weaken at all. After the protective qi dissipated and rose again, it was as hard as before, and instantly shattered the Xichu Tuowa sword in front of him, which was ranked eleventh in the world.

The tip of the sword could not penetrate an inch in front of his heart. Based on Zhixuan's basic physique, the defense of the two Vajra was like a mountain, standing firm.

Jiang Yuan drew his spear and pierced the swordsman's skin and flesh without any effort. The extreme filthiness of the Deer-Cutting Spear itself had already polluted his qi and soul. With a slight pull, half of the opponent's body split open and flew across, and blood dripped to his feet.

Unconsciously, the platform of flesh and blood lowered an inch.

In the battle, many heroes stepped forward and began to fight in groups of three or five. The officers moved around to stabilize the morale that was almost collapsed, and killed tens of thousands of people, making that guy a real enemy of ten thousand people.

In the south of Xiangyang City, which no longer has walls on all four sides, the Taoist priest in feathered robes frowned, with the famous sword, Ba Chu Daxu, floating in front of him. No matter in terms of quality, appearance, or historical allusions, this precious treasure inherited from Da Chu is better than the Daliang Dragon Bird in the Wu Family Sword Tomb.

Whoever holds the Daliang Dragon Bird has the hope of becoming the master of the world's famous swords, which bear the sword art of the female sword fairy.

As for Ba Chu Daxu, it was the sword worn by the former Overlord, which had slain the four realms of the first rank named by later generations, as well as the immortals in the sky and the celestial beings on land.

Everything in the world can be solved with a sword. The way of sword is to kill all enemies. And because there is no one who has not been killed by the sword, the sword is extremely sharp. He even killed the Overlord himself before his death.

"Let the Talisman Cavalry go into battle. I will go ahead. Generals, remember to protect my reincarnation."

"I will definitely fulfill your mission." Xie Xichui clasped his fists.

Kou Jianghuai turned around and left, personally commanding the Talisman Cavalry. This force was one of the hidden trump cards of the Great Chu. The total number of them was no more than 3,000, all of them were heavily armored cavalry. In recent years, more than one-fifth of the national treasury had been spent on them, thus creating the Talisman Camp that was ready to become famous all over the world.

(End of this chapter)