Great Shang in the Western Territory.
The army marched out in great force.
Under the scorching sun.
The cavalry of the two armies rushed past like a torrent of iron water, which was terrifying.
The war begins.
In both armies, the strongest practitioners of the Five Realms also appeared one after another.
The light will fall tomorrow, and its power will shake the heavens and the earth.
"This scene is really big."
Li Ziye looked at the aura of light falling from the sky and praised, "They are worthy of being called magic sticks. With this posture, I almost believe that they are the messengers of the God of Light."
"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful. If Brother Li wants to believe in God, it is better to follow the young monk and believe in Buddhism." On the side, Sanzang said in time.
"hehe."
Li Ziye smiled and said, "Stop talking nonsense, let's go and get to work!"
The words fell.
Li Ziye's figure flashed out and rushed forward.
"Sin, sin, sin."
Sanzang woke up for a second and then rushed forward.
"Human sword!"
At this moment, behind the two of them, a shadow filled with evil aura quickly passed by, and with a shocking sword, it slashed at Mu Shouzhi again.
With a bang, the Taishang's sword was so powerful that all the soldiers within a ten-foot radius were sent flying.
Li Ziye and Sanzang were all shocked when they saw this scene.
So fierce!
"Sunset over the long river!"
On the other side, the King of Triumph also took action himself, strode forward, drew his saber, and cut through the sky with one strike.
"Guardian of Light!"
Among the oracle army, Archbishop Qi Jing, who had the highest level of cultivation, immediately used the oracle magic to block the Great Merchant Army God.
The two forces collided with each other. Suddenly, the sky fell and the earth fell, and the situation changed.
After the shock, Archbishop Prairie took half a step back, slightly losing ground.
The strength of the Great Shang Army God is unmatched.
The decisive battle begins, soldiers against soldiers, against generals, no one is hiding, and they use all their strength to kill the enemy.
In the middle of the battlefield.
In the chaos, a fine steel fan flew past, and the fan's bones turned into a sharp sword, with a dazzling edge.
"Ignorant junior!"
Liu Rongnu's expression darkened when she saw the person coming. She channeled the power of light into her palms and faced him head-on without dodging or dodging.
"Amitabha!"
The moment the two of them fought, Fo Yuan broke through the air and intervened forcefully.
Liu Rongnu sensed this and blocked the Buddha's power with her palm, murderous intent flashing in her eyes.
There was a sudden earthquake, Buddha Yuan, the power of light clashed, the air waves surged, and dust and sand flew.
The dust waves covered his eyes for a moment, and fan bones flew past, extremely sharp.
Liu Rongnu's eyes narrowed and she used the power of light to block the fan bone that came through the air.
"Bah."
One of the nineteen fan bones was extremely sharp and indestructible, directly breaking through the power of light and grazing Liu Rongnu's left arm.
Blood splashed, staining the divine robe red.
Unpreventable offensives, real or false, will always cost lives.
"Rongnu Archbishop, how come you haven't made any progress in all these years?"
During the battle, Li Ziye stretched out his hand to hold the stainless steel fan that flew back and said with a smile.
"Do you know me?" Liu Rongnu narrowed her eyes and said in a deep voice.
"Who in the world doesn't know the name of Rongnu Archbishop?"
Li Ziye opened the iron fan, fanned it, and said calmly, "Unfortunately, some of the names are not worthy of the name!"
"presumptuous!"
Liu Rongnu showed anger on her face, her palms condensed with light, and she smacked them out.
"Amitabha!"
The moment the palm power increased, Sanzang's figure flashed past and stood in front of him. Buddha's light rose up around him, blocking the former's palm power.
The immortal golden body of Buddhism is beginning to show its power.
After all, Liu Rongnu was not a strong person at the pinnacle of martial arts like Wen Daoran. Sanzang, who had already entered the fifth realm, tried hard and could barely block it.
"Thanks!"
Li Ziye felt relieved when he saw that the young monk was strong enough to withstand the damage. He stepped on it and his body flew out like thunder.
Two to one, fair and just!
In less than a blink of an eye, the fine steel fan was in front of Liu Rongnu again, so fast that it was difficult to react.
Goddess Liu Rong's expression changed slightly. She turned her body to avoid the sharp edge of the iron fan. At the same time, she struck out with a palm and counterattacked strongly.
"boom!"
The palm power came out, and the Buddha's palm followed, blocking the attack, and the attack and defense were in tacit understanding, as if they had been practiced countless times.
In the turbulent aftermath, the fine steel fan pierced through the air, and the attack continued.
With the help of the young monk to block Liu Rongnu's offensive, Li Ziye was able to concentrate on the attack and did not have to be distracted by dodging.
The iron fan broke the light and pierced Liu Rongnu's heart.
The sharp edge was approaching, and Liu Rongnu hurriedly avoided it, not daring to blindly attack it again.
"Yes, you've become smarter."
Li Ziye looked at the old guy who was ten steps away, slightly curved his mouth, and said, "Little monk, what I said is right. If you and I join forces, we will definitely have a chance to kill him!"
"Amitabha, sin is sin, brother Sanyu is right."
Sanzang took a step forward, the golden Buddha beads in his hand shone brightly, and the Buddha energy surged, urging his cultivation to its peak.
Just when the three battles were in full swing.
On the battlefield.
Nearly 20,000 silver-armored cavalry rushed past, the terrifying impact was frightening.
"God-Arm Archers, let go of the arrows!"
On the side of the Dashang camp, two hundred heavy crossbowmen and one thousand three hundred divine arm bow soldiers all came out. The divine arms were full of bows, and arrows shot through the sky like rain.
In one month, the Triumphant King spent everything he had and selected three hundred god-armed archers, all for this moment.
On the battlefield, arrows rained down, the silver-armored cavalry in front kept falling off their horses, and the situation began to change.
Heavy crossbows and divine arm bow soldiers shot out wave after wave of arrows as if for free, with only one purpose, to force the silver armored cavalry to slow down.
Under the rain of arrows, the charging speed of the silver armored cavalry was obviously affected. The next moment, the heavily armored Xuanjia troops in the Dashang camp also charged forward one after another.
The speed of the heavily armored soldiers is not very fast, but because they are wearing heavy armor, they are invulnerable.
The silver armored cavalry that slowed down had no impact anymore. The spears in their hands alone were not enough to take away Dashang's heavy armored soldiers in one wave.
The one ebbs and the other ebbs and flows, and the swords in the hands of the heavily armored soldiers come into play.
The war horse saber swung past and slashed straight at the silver armor cavalry's horse leg.
In an instant.
Blood splattered, and the horses neighed in pain. Countless silver-armored cavalry fell off their horses, and the situation became chaotic.
"kill!"
The silver-armored cavalry fell from their horses, and from behind, a large number of light infantrymen rushed forward with short knives and blunt weapons, and began to smash and chop with all their might.
The tragic scene is horrifying.
Life was exchanged for life. Whether it was the soldiers of Dashang or the silver-armored cavalry of Tianyu Palace, in this fierce battle, they fell one after another, and the casualties were extremely heavy.
In the extremely chaotic battlefield, the Rakshasa Army, part of the Xuanjia Army, and the rest of the Tianyu Palace Army also fought together, fighting to shake the sky.
Light cavalry, heavy cavalry, the competition between speed and defense, at the cost of human lives, consume each other.
For this battle, Dashang has spent all his efforts and vowed to complete his victory in one battle.
"wrong."
On the battlefield, Mu Shouzhi looked at the silver armored cavalry falling in front of him with a shocked expression.
"Amitabha."
On the other side of the battle, Sanzang noticed the tragic situation on the battlefield, and a look of unbearability appeared on his demonic face.
"Little monk, don't be distracted."
Li Ziye stepped forward and blocked Liu Rongnu's attack with a fan. Blood splattered on his right arm and dyed his clothes red.
"This is war!"
Ten steps away, Li Ziye steadied himself, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said, "Either you die or I die. It has nothing to do with good or evil, only life and death!"
"Amitabha, thank you Brother Sanyu for your teaching. I will remember it, little monk."
Sanzang came back to his senses, waved the rosary beads in his hand, his body filled with demonic aura, Buddha's heart and demonic body, and he started killing again.
"Three times of enlightenment, the path of blood shines upon the Tathagata!"
The nature of the Buddha is always pure. Wherever there is dust, the Buddha's mind is established. In the sky above the demon-body Buddha, a strange statue of the Buddha Tathagata appears. In an instant, the demonic power penetrates the sky and his blood illuminates the world.
