One Thought Feixian

Chapter 656 Battle of Pingyang
Pingyang City is located in the middle of Lizhou. The terrain is very flat, and you can almost see the end at a glance.

The land here is fertile, the products are rich, and the population is extremely large. It can almost be regarded as the richest place in Lizhou. But at this moment, a huge crisis has ushered in. The Desolate tribe has already attacked here, and their troops are approaching the city.

The entire Pingyang City was in chaos, countless people were in panic all day long, and an aura of war and killing soared into the sky.

Woohoo ... Between the heavens and the earth, the low sound of the horn suddenly sounded, one wave of waves, and endlessly. It was that the wasteland army began to launch an attack, overwhelmed, and killed it towards Pingyang City. Very vicious.

Among the endless barren army, there is a majestic figure. This person looks like a middle-aged man, wearing animal skin with bronze skin. The animal skin has few lines, like armor, majestic and majestic.

The gazes of countless people from the Desolate race fell on this person, with fanaticism and admiration in their eyes.

This person is the ruler of the Desolate race, the great barbarian king.

He looked at Pingyang City, and two rays of light shot out from his eyes, which seemed to be able to penetrate the air, span thousands of feet, and have a panoramic view of everything on the city wall.

"Father, a mere Pingyang City is nothing to worry about. You don't need to take action at all. I can take it down soon." Behind the barbarian king, there are countless strong men from the wild tribe, including the four great priests, Donghuang, The patriarchs, priests, and hunters of the four royal families of Nanze, Xilin, and Beimo, as well as many powerful men from the ancient barbarian and ancient witch lands.

One of the young men said solemnly.

This young man is called "An Lin", and he is also a son of the barbarian king.

"Has the whereabouts of Jiang Yi, the prince of the Great Li Kingdom, been found?" the barbarian king asked suddenly without even looking at Prince An Lin.

"Half a month ago, he suddenly appeared in Lijing City. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he actually killed Wei Wuhou, and then left Lijing City without knowing where he ended up."

"That Mighty Marquis has opened up a spiritual platform, surpassed the ordinary and became a sage, cultivated to the realm of a martial sage, and mastered the frontier stele, a middle-grade spiritual weapon, cast by the supernatural power emperor who smelted the world's gods, and was actually killed by Jiang Yi? See? After losing the Sun Moon Divine Cauldron, this son did not decline, but became even more prosperous, and he was able to kill the mighty Marquis."

"The Marquis of Mighty Wu has been in Lizhou for more than ten years, and he has shocked the world with the "Golden Bell Body Immortality Magic Art". He did not expect that he did not die in the hands of our Huangzu, but was killed by Jiang Yi. It is really inconceivable."

"Jiang Yi's son, as the prince of the Dali Kingdom, has a sworn feud with the Central Dynasty. He has done us a great favor by killing Marquis Weiwu."

"Hmph! Prince Ula is in his hands, and we, the Desolate Race, cannot let him go."

... These strong men of the Desolate race spoke one after another.

Although Zhou Qingsha tried her best to block the news of the death of the mighty Marquis, there is no impenetrable wall in the world. In the end, the news was passed on, causing an uproar in the entire Lizhou.

No one thought that the mighty Marquis Wu, who was so powerful in the world, died, and was killed by Jiang Yi, the prince of the Great Li Kingdom.

This news was so shocking that many people did not believe it. Even if they believed it, they believed that Jiang Yi must have used some shady means to kill Wei Wuhou.

After all, Mighty Marquis has already become a Martial Saint, and his luck is unimaginably strong, so it is not so easy to die.

"Do you have any clues about the person who destroyed the altars of the four counties?" the barbarian king asked again.

"Not yet. After destroying the altar, this person left quickly without leaving any traces. He was very cautious. I suspect that he is a secret master of the Central Dynasty."

An ancient barbarian opened his mouth and replied.

"No need to check, I already know who destroyed the altar." At this moment, the High Priest of the Holy Word among the four priests suddenly spoke.

The High Priest of the Holy Word is a woman who looks about 30 years old, wearing a white gauze skirt, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin, her face is exquisite, her appearance is beautiful, and her charm still exists.

On her body, on those exposed places, there are many black tattoos, all of which are some mysterious patterns, containing profound meanings.

But none of the people from the Desolate race around them dared to think anything wrong. Instead, they were respectful and respectful, as if they were treating gods.

The high priest of the Holy Word is actually more than seventy years old in real age, but he has taken the Zhuyan Pill, which keeps his youth forever, so he doesn't look old at all.

As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately turned their eyes on him, showing doubts.

"The person who destroyed the altars of the four counties is the same person as the person who killed Marquis Weiwu!" The High Priest of Shengyan's fingers were twisted into flowers, his eyes glowed with light, and he spoke amazingly.

"What? You said it was Jiang Yi? He destroyed the altar of the four counties?" The high priest of the undead was shocked.

"How is it possible? It is unprecedented for this son to kill the mighty Marquis. How could he have the strength to destroy the altar of the four counties? The altar of the four counties has devoted countless time and effort to casting it with a large amount of divine iron. Even a martial saint can't shake it, so he has the ability to destroy it?"

"This person should have died when the Dali Kingdom was destroyed, but he was rescued by the Dream Soul Sect Master Meng Qianqiu, who falsified his life and death. Later, the Central Dynasty destroyed the Dream Soul Sect. By chance, he got the Sun Moon God Ding, his fate changed. Although he lost the Sun Moon Divine Ding now, he just got rid of his status as a pawn of the ancient sage Wang Xi. It is still not easy for fellow practitioner Wu Nian. Since he can kill the mighty Marquis Wu, he naturally has the strength Destroy the altar."

The high priest at the end said: "However, it has only been a few months since he lost the Sun and Moon Divine Cauldron, and he has grown to this point. It is really terrifying, and there must be another adventure."

"This person is an anomaly in the future revolution of the world. Even my "Holy Word Technique" cannot deduce his secret." The High Priest of the Holy Word shook his head and put down his finger.

"Hmph! When our Desolate race completely occupies Lizhou, even if he is an odd number, he will be dead." Prince Anlin snorted coldly, "Father, please allow me to fight and capture Pingyang City."

"Liu Qiangu has already arrived in Lizhou. Today's battle is inevitable. Let me meet him. Jidu, the army will be under your command."

Swish!
After speaking, the barbarian king flew up and walked towards Pingyang City.

Prince Anlin's face suddenly became gloomy.

Prince Jidu stood up immediately, and then began to command the army to attack Pingyang City.

kill!kill!kill!

Intense shouts of killing soared into the sky and spread in all directions.

Those barren army all had the courage of tigers and wolves, their speed was like the wind, a few minutes faster than the fastest cheetah, and they came within a thousand feet of Pingyang City in the blink of an eye.

kill!

Almost at this moment, countless figures immediately appeared on Pingyang City, and each soldier held a rune crossbow made by the Central Dynasty Divine Engineering Institute in their hands, and shot wildly at the barren army.

Whoosh, whoosh... Countless crossbow arrows, short, fast, and sharp, instantly turned into a rain of arrows, covering the barren army.

In an instant, countless people from the Desolate race fell to the ground with arrows and were shot dead on the spot, screaming in agony.

This talisman crossbow is extremely powerful. It seems that it has been re-blessed by Nianxiu's great power. It is incredible that even a master of the Ninth Level of Divine Transformation can hurt it.

After some shooting, the Desolate people suffered heavy losses, at least five or six thousand corpses were left behind.

But the army of the Desolate race did not retreat because of this, they still roared wildly, advancing one after another, with a majestic and majestic voice, moving the mountains and rivers with arrogance.

At this moment, another wave of more intensive crossbow arrows shot down, trying to resist the attack of the barren army.

"Humph!"

However, at this moment, a cold drink suddenly came down from the air.

Bang bang bang bang bang Then all the crossbow bolts exploded and turned into fly ash.

Countless crossbowmen of the Central Dynasty bled from their seven orifices, fell to the ground, and died.

This cold drink seems to contain terrifying power, and anyone who hears it will die.

Immediately, a stalwart figure walked through the air, stepped forward from a distance, and landed before Pingyang City, grabbing it with a big hand.

Humming buzzing... In an instant, the air within a radius of tens of thousands of feet was evacuated, and it was severely distorted, as if it had been shattered by this grasp.

The soldiers of the Central Dynasty suddenly yelled in horror, feeling a sense of suffocation.

This kind of power, like the wrath descended from the heavens, is incomparably majestic, sacred and irresistible.

"Barbarian King!"

At this moment, there was a voice in Pingyang City, and then the air was quiet, and all the twisting forces became calm at once, and the wind and waves disappeared.

A figure stepped out of the void and landed not far in front of the barbarian king.

"Liu Qiangu!" The barbarian king flashed his eyes, stared at this person for a while, and then said, "Didn't Emperor Qingtian come? He only sent you. Could it be that he thought that you alone could withstand this attack?" king?"

He stood with his hands behind his back, a powerful aura emerged spontaneously, and the situation changed, as if the whole world revolved around him.

"The Holy One is always in charge of everything, and he has other important matters to deal with. If the Desolate tribe invaded Lizhou and acted against the law, they would definitely not succeed, so I alone will suffice!"

Liu Qiangu divided his hands, and all the storms calmed down again, with a slight smile on his face, kind-hearted, very kind and amiable.

But being able to become the head of the Heavenly Master and become the right-hand man of Emperor Qingtian, how could it be a kind person?That smile hides the knife, hides the cruelty of killing without blood.

"You two, monarch and minister, have always been inseparable. Do you think I will believe your words?" The barbarian king said with a twinkle in his eyes.

Liu Qiangu smiled again, neither acknowledging nor denying that the depth of the city is beyond comprehension: "The sage has a great ambition to compose the "Book of the Emperor's Shocking World" and create a prosperous world. This is a great achievement. Those who obstructed it will end badly, Barbarian King, I advise you not to be obsessed with your obsession, otherwise the Desolate Race will be ruined in your hands."

(End of this chapter)