I am a soldier in the border army

Chapter 369: Facial Art, Defeat! God’s Punishment? I’m Not Afraid!
No one had ever seen such a horrific scene.

Looking up, I saw that the eternal sky above my head suddenly cracked into a thin "thread" after a violent roar.

In the blink of an eye, the thread-like mark in the sky became thicker and bigger.

It extends for who knows how many miles across the sky.

Such a spectacular and strange phenomenon of heaven and earth should have amazed all living beings under the sky.

But in fact, all the people who looked up at the sky at this moment, whether they were the barbarians who were charging madly below the city, or the Yong soldiers on the top of the city, all had expressions of horror and fear on their faces.

"Eternal Life Heaven..."

Some of the barbarians had their eyes wide open and looked terrified.

The Yong soldiers on the city wall also murmured in horror.

"It's cracked... the sky is cracked..."

Just as countless people were stunned with horror, a blinding light suddenly appeared from the huge mark in the sky.

In an instant, those low-level monks who were looking up at the sky let out painful howls.

"My eyes!"

Although the cultivators in the middle three realms were unimpeded by their physical eyes, the immense pain that felt like a burning soul made them cry out in pain.

Unbearable.

Only those in the upper three realms could ignore this sudden and intense light, still looking up at the horrifying vision in the void, with thoughts churning in their minds.

Sky crack?

Faced with such absurd and ignorant remarks, they naturally sneered in their hearts.

The earth carries all things.

The sky covers all living things.

If the heaven and earth are really shattered, that will be the end of this world.

How could there be only this tiny strange phenomenon before our eyes?
But despite this, there was no sign of relief on their faces.

Because they knew very well that this was not a sky crack!
Rather, it is a sign that the secret realm of the Eight Realms of Heaven and Earth is being destroyed.

In other words, the battle between heaven and man, which determines the final direction and outcome of the entire war, is about to have a result, or perhaps has already had one.

At this moment, even those who were True Immortals of the Seventh Realm were extremely nervous.

In Champion City, the Chen family's ancestor Chen Gong and Zhong Xinggu's spiritual thoughts intersected.

"Will you win?"

Chen Gong's tone was hesitant.

He didn't care what means the young prince used to make the Holy Mountain turn against him, and he even sent an eighth-level celestial being to help in the battle.

He just desperately hoped that he could win this battle.

Because this concerns the survival and future of his Chen family in Zhuo County.

The sunk costs invested are too great, and it can even be said that everything is at stake.

Neither this old immortal nor the entire Chen family in Zhuo County can afford to lose.

But after he asked this question, before Zhong Hanggu could answer, a cold snort suddenly appeared in their minds.

"Does it matter whether you win or lose?"

"When will we, the warriors in the army, place our hopes on outsiders?"

As Feng Can's impolite voice came, Zhao Mu also responded.

"The Marquis is here."

"This sky won't fall."

Zhong Xinggu was also a little surprised by the two people's interruption.

"Can you hear us?"

He could clearly feel that in his divine consciousness at this moment, not only Feng Can and Zhao Mu, but Li Jing and Qi Shuo had also mixed in at some point.

The four of them were silent for a moment after hearing this.

In fact, they also found it a bit strange.

The intersection of the divine thoughts of the seven realms of true immortals should not be a field that they could reach.

But ever since they returned at the order of the Marquis, they felt that some inexplicable changes seemed to have taken place in their spirits.

The most intuitive feeling is that any existence in the Champion City now seems to be under the reflection of their souls.

Even Chen Gong and Zhong Xinggu, two true immortals in the seventh realm, are like this.

In addition, those who are in the four gates of the championship have a vague feeling that they seem to occupy a special position in the world.

The unknown authority contained in this special status can even allow them to exert tremendous power far beyond their own cultivation and abilities.

Then he thought of what the Marquis had told them before he left, telling them to guard the four gates strictly and not to leave their post under any circumstances.

The four of them already had a clear understanding in their hearts.

In their disappeared memories, the Marquis seemed to have bestowed something on them again.

And this thing can at least ensure that when they face the worst outcome, they can hold on until the Marquis returns.

Realizing this, the four of them looked up at the horrifying vision in the void with increasingly calm expressions.

Even when he saw the blazing red sun falling from the sky, he did not show any sign of panic.

The art of facial expressions failed!
He had practiced hard in the Holy Mountain for two thousand years, received close guidance from the Great Wizard of the Holy Mountain, and achieved enlightenment for hundreds of years, but he was defeated!
Defeated by Shi Bi, who had just achieved the eighth level of celestial being only a few months ago!
Li Jing and the other three were surprised by this result, but they also seemed not so surprised.

Although many people, including them, use the term "mad dog" to describe Shi Bi.

But everyone knows that the mad dog is not a dog!
He is a wolf!
An extremely ferocious and cruel wolf!

Anyone who dares to truly despise him will have his sharp claws tear open the flesh on his neck and die a miserable death.

His father Khan was like this.

This was the case with all the major tribes on the grassland who fell under his scimitar and horse hooves.

Even Gongsun Du, the famous general from Youzhou who was feared in Liaodong, suffered a major setback last year.

Even though Yan Shu was born in the Holy Mountain and had achieved enlightenment a long time ago, he was actually a dog kept at the feet of the Great Shaman of the Holy Mountain.

In such a fight between wolves and dogs, such an outcome seems reasonable.

Of course, the main reason why Li Jing and the other three could face such a result so calmly was because of the tone of Han Shao's words to them when he left. This undoubtedly informed them in advance of the final outcome of the battle.

Therefore, the confidence that allowed them to be so calm and composed at this moment did not come from themselves.

But it comes from their lord.

It’s just that they have the confidence, while others don’t.

When he saw the completely broken Nine Phoenix Divine Bird transforming into a scorching sun and falling from the sky, the ancestor of the Chen family suddenly changed his expression.

"I lost! I actually lost!"

Regardless of whether the Eight-Realm Heavenly Being from the Holy Mountain was of barbarian origin, he represented the strongest fighting force of his side at this moment.

Now that he is defeated, what can they use to resist Shi Bi who is returning victoriously?
In an instant, Chen Gong's face turned as pale as paper.

Even he, a true immortal of the seventh realm, was like this, not to mention the generals guarding Liao who were on the city wall at the moment.

They were so excited and delighted that the Champion Marquis fought against nine enemies alone and killed all nine barbarian dogs and the Seventh Realm True Immortals, but the joy on their faces suddenly froze.

"Defeated? How did you fail?"

They can't figure it out and don't understand.

An old celestial being who had achieved enlightenment long ago faced Shibi's junior who had just entered the eighth realm.

How did we lose this battle that should have been won?

But no matter how much they couldn't figure it out, they couldn't change the fact that it had already happened.

When the blazing sun was like the setting sun, endless blood rain turned into fire feathers all over the sky.

It fell heavily from the sky to the earth with a loud roar, and their high and eager hearts also fell to the bottom of the valley.

When I was blown by the cold wind after the scorching heat, I felt cold from the inside out.

In an instant, the originally bustling Champion City fell into a silent silence.

In sharp contrast, there were hundreds of thousands of Wuhuan barbarian troops under the city.

They had almost given up any hope for this battle and had even prepared to die with the Khan and the Wuhuan tribe after the Khan's defeat. Now after regaining their sight, they stared blankly at the setting sun and the divine bird Nine Phoenix that was looming in the sun.

It took a long while before he responded.

As the totem of the Wuhuan tribe's royal flag, the sacred appearance of the nine-headed bird has long been deeply engraved in their souls.

When they saw the wings of the divine bird broken and blood spilling into the sky, the first emotions that arose in their hearts were sadness and anger.

When they finally reacted, they suddenly woke up.

The Holy Mountain is no longer their Holy Mountain.

He stood against their Karasuma clan.

For those southern dogs and Khans, be their enemies!

It even almost forced the entire Karasuma clan to the brink of extinction!
After realizing this, the sadness and anger in their hearts instantly turned into endless joy and excitement. Victory!

Khan actually won!

He defeated the great wizard from the Holy Mountain!
"Khan!"

"Khan!"

At this moment, they who had stopped charging because of the horrifying vision in the world just now suddenly raised their arms and raised the scimitars in their hands, roaring in barbaric language at the crack in the sky that had not yet closed.

The huge noise shook the earth and the sky.

Even the war horses they rode on were neighing, as if they were celebrating the victory of their Khan.

In response, a loud laugh came from the crack in the sky.

"it is good!"

"They are all my good sons!"

The words fell.

A figure wearing a black dragon robe and a fox fur coat emerged from the crack in the sky.

And at his feet, there was a huge, ferocious and majestic dragon head.

Although the black dragon head's eyes were filled with humiliation and anger, facing the terrifying and vast pressure from the gods surrounding Shi Bi, even He could only swallow His humiliation and bow His head.

The barbarians below looked up at this shocking scene and were speechless for a while.

Then, an increasingly intense roar broke out instantly.

"Khan! Khan!"

The sound was earth-shaking.

His eyes were fanatical to the point of madness.

The Khan rides on a real dragon and resides in the sky, while the nine phoenixes, the sacred birds that symbolize the holy mountain, fall to the earth like the setting sun.

In the hearts of all the Wuhuan barbarians, it also seemed to mean the fall of an old god and the birth of a new god!
And their Khan, from this moment on, is their new God!

He is destined to lead their Karasuma clan to defeat one enemy after another.

Get victory after victory!
Shi Bi, who was high in the sky, looked down at his fanatical subjects below, and his laughter became more and more hearty.

But in fact he doesn't care about these ants at all.

He just wanted to share his joy with others.

I won!
'Did you see that, old man? I won!'

"You are wrong..."

Shi Bi stopped laughing and looked towards the direction of the holy mountain, hoping to get some response.

But it's as peaceful there as ever.

Shi Bi was not disappointed, instead he looked down disdainfully at the Nine Phoenix Divine Bird which was left with only a wisp of breath.

"What level are you worthy of being compared with me?"

As if hearing Shi Bi's cold snort, the divine bird flapped its broken wings and tried to raise its only remaining head.

Those dark, dying eyes were filled with humiliation and unwillingness.

But what is more of it is an unprecedented frustration.

He lost.

Lost to the hands of this ant who knelt at the foot of the Holy Mountain on that snowy night.

It doesn't matter how we lost.

What’s more important is that he brought shame to his teacher and failed to fulfill the promise he made to his teacher when he left the Holy Mountain.

This shame and helplessness made him feel that he could no longer face returning to the Holy Mountain to see his teacher.

At this time, Shi Bi, who looked down with the attitude of a winner, snorted coldly again.

"wanna die?"

"Do I allow you to die?"

Shi Bi had indeed been planning to kill the dog slave directly.

After all, offering a celestial being of the eighth realm as a sacrifice is a very tempting thing.

But perhaps it was Yan Shu's sudden determination to die that aroused the rebellious psychology of this madman.

Or maybe he was worried about the reaction of the old immortal in the Holy Mountain.

Shi Bi finally decided to spare Yan Shu's life.

After waving his hand to completely ban the facial expression technique, Shi Bi directly put him into the Tianhen behind him.

Then he turned his gaze to the various tribes who, seeing that the situation was not good, were fleeing towards the grassland behind them.

There are not many people, but there are also quite a few.

About 50,000 people.

A cruel sneer appeared on Shi Bi's face.

"Who gave you the courage to betray me?"

The tribes that had realized something was wrong suddenly changed color and subconsciously sped up their horses.

It’s not that they don’t want to stop, nor that they don’t want to beg for mercy.

They simply knew their Khan too well.

There is no use begging for mercy.

Now that I have taken this step, I have no choice but to go all the way.

"Separate and run! If anyone can escape, escape first!"

But in the end, they still underestimated the horror of the Eight Realms Heavenly Beings.

In just a moment, one of the tribes was wiped out from this world.

There were no body parts scattered everywhere or blood spurting out.

Everything seemed silent and motionless.

But the more this happens, the more cruel it seems than the brutal confrontation on the battlefield.

Because dying in this way will only make the remaining people deeply aware of what it means to be an ant whose life is as worthless as grass.

Do not!
In fact, they are not even grass or ants.

But dust!

Dust that scatters with a single blow!

In an instant, the remaining tribes were filled with only fear and despair.

At this moment, they suddenly thought of something and shouted wildly as if they had grabbed a life-saving straw.

"Shi Bi! You are in the upper third realm!"

"Aren't you afraid of being punished by God for wantonly slaughtering mortal beings like this?"

"God's punishment?"

When Shi Bi heard this, a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Looking at the tribal chieftain who had reached the sixth realm of cultivation, his expression was amused.

"Have you forgotten? God has no control over me."

After hearing what Shi Bi said, the tribe leader's face froze, and then he finally thought of something, and his expression finally became completely gloomy and desperate.

But at this time, Shi Bi was too lazy to talk nonsense with him anymore.

"Okay, go on your way with peace of mind."

"It's just right that you can return to me what you ate, with interest."

After saying this, he waved his wide black sleeves.

In an instant, the world before the eyes of tens of thousands of barbarians disappeared.

Disappeared without a trace from this world.

After doing all this, Shi Bi finally set his sights on the final Champion City.

Well--

Is it all finally over?

He had a smile on his face at first, but then he showed some displeasure.

Because he suddenly realized that the boy he had his eyes on was not in the city at the moment.

Ran?

……

(End of this chapter)