Yan State, Qingyang City, outside the west gate.
After a quarter of an hour of fierce fighting.
When the clone was about to dissipate, Song Lingyue controlled the clone to attack the eighth-level monk's magical power. The main body activated a thunderous strike, knocking Chen Bo away, causing him to be seriously injured and fell to the ground, sinking into a deep pit.
The drums beat and the army shouted.
"What a trick!"
Ming Lan's army flew out of the ninth level of the foundation building, waved his sleeves and defeated Song Lingyue's attack on Chen Bo with a sure blow.
Song Lingyue raised her hand and formed a light gate to repel the eight-level monks. Standing high in the sky, she looked down at Chen Bo who climbed up from the pit and smiled contemptuously: "Just average."
Poof~ Chen Bo spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and his face turned red and white.
"Hahaha..." On the city wall, an old man in green clothes flew out, holding his hands behind his back and laughing loudly, his voice was like a bell:
"You little fish, I, Qingyang cultivator, are all heroes, women and men, but you are all just chickens and dogs, let's see what I can do with you!"
But it was Yang Shan from the Five Elements Sect who had participated in the attack on the Cangxing Sect and had made many military exploits.
He is only a few years older than Li Chengyuan, but he looks much older than the middle-aged Li Chengyuan. He has three spiritual root qualifications and has been cultivating to the limit. He has only built the eighth floor. In the Yunmeng Secret Realm, if it weren't for Zhong Yan, 'Void Devour' drags it into the void, and it will take a lot of effort to capture it alive.
I saw him spread out his arms and make a circle, and his hands kept moving.
Suddenly, the sky was filled with fiery red, printing the sky and the earth in red.
"The Wrath of Vulcan!"
A huge flame beast condensed into substance, roaring to the sky, heat waves rolling, and vitality exploding.
The face of the ninth-level man changed, and he hurriedly used his magical power to resist.
Chen Bo's pupils shrank and he fled towards the army at the rear.
Song Lingyue smiled and attacked the man on the eighth floor.
The battle begins again.
Song Lingyue shouted: "Big monument bearer!"
The two people on the opposite side moved slightly sluggishly and were alert, but the result was a false shot. Song Lingyue only made a simple Yuanli palm seal.
Yang Shan seized this momentary opportunity, flew his hands, and shouted in the air: "Five elements seal the sky!"
The vitality spurted out and turned into winding fire snakes. They were extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, they instantly entangled the ninth-level opponent.
Song Lingyue patted the storage bag on her waist and blocked the eighth floor with her sword.
Yang Shan, who could have killed his opponent in the air, transformed into Changhong in a flash, struck with a straight fist, passed through the chest of the nine-story man, bathed in blood, and his green shirt automatically shook his mind.
"Ho ho ho!" Qingyang's army shouted wildly, furious.
Zhong Yan couldn't help but clapped his hands on the edge of the wall: "Okay!"
This cooperation is truly wonderful, as they can kill powerful enemies in just one encounter.
"Yang Shan, old dog, don't be so cruel!"
A young monk from the eighth level of the foundation flew out of Minglan's army. With a slash of his long sword, the huge sword light extended for a hundred meters and beheaded the enemy.
Yang Shan clasped his hands together and clamped the violently trembling sword light above his head. His beard and hair spread out, fiery red vitality surged around his body, and he shook the sword light away with a roar.
"Junior, I will teach you how to behave!"
The two people turned into streams of light, and when they collided, they were like two bolts of lightning shooting high in the sky. The violent energy fluctuations produced caused the armies of both sides to retreat again and again. If it were not for the high-level monks' condensed shield to isolate them, they would have been affected, resulting in death and injury. one slice.
Song Lingyue and Song Lingyue both fought and moved on the battlefield, deviating laterally by hundreds of feet.
Seeing that Song Lingyue had the upper hand again, Su Yue said: "Let her come down and rest in a while."
Such a high-intensity battle consumes a lot of energy, especially when powerful secret techniques such as the 'Void Monument Hand' are used from time to time.
Zhong Yan nodded and looked back: "Last time in the early stage of foundation building, we were stalling for time."
A young man immediately stepped forward and clasped his fists hard: "Father, let the child go! I will not let you down!"
But it is Su Yunxi's son, Zhong Qichen, who is in the first level of the Four Spiritual Roots Foundation. Among the many monk brothers and sisters, he has mediocre qualifications and is the most diligent in cultivation. However, his combat power barely reaches the outstanding level among the same realm.
Facing the high fighting spirit revealed in his firm eyes, Zhong Yan hesitated for a moment, then reached out and pressed his shoulder: "Pay attention to safety."
In full view of the public, you cannot refuse, and partiality will inevitably attract criticism and shake the morale of the army.
Zhong Yan sent a message to his son to explain.
Outside the city, less than half a quarter of an hour later, Song Lingyue struck his opponent on the shoulder with his sword, causing him to fly back in defeat.
The drums of war thundered.
Song Lingyue glanced back and flew back to the city wall.
Zhong Qichen stood up at the same time, marched forward in the air, and shouted loudly: "Zhong Qichen of the Qingyang Zhong Clan, who dares to fight?!"
Minglan's monk army all looked around and saw that they were only at the first level of Foundation Establishment.
Someone laughed and said: "This is to delay time."
A monk from the rear immediately asked for a fight: "Children of the Zhong Clan, I'll kill him!"
Peng Lian smiled and said, "Don't worry, let's play with him and see how good the children of the Zhong family are."
Tai Shiduan scanned the crowd and clicked on one person: "Go try it and play with him more."
"Yes, uncle!"
The young monk in white robes rushed forward, revealing the first level of foundation construction, "Chen Fang of the Three Harmonized Sects of Wei State!"
While galloping, I saw him raising his hand to fish it out on the ground. A field of fire with a radius of three feet spread on the ground, and flames shot up into the sky.
Zhong Qichen's eyes narrowed, his body hung upside down, and he pressed down with a palm.
Boom boom boom~
The vitality energy collided, and the heat wave surged, turning into ripples and spreading around, and smoke and dust rose everywhere.
Zhong Qichen flipped over more than ten meters in the air, dived and attacked again.
Zhong Yan pursed his lips, and struck a blow, making a decision. Zhong Qichen had only been building the foundation for less than a year, and his Yuanli was far less solid than his opponent's. This battle was dangerous.
Seeing Song Lingyue approaching, he smiled and praised, "Well done! I'll mark your merits!"
Song Lingyue's bright eyes were good at discerning, and she smiled slightly: "I will live up to everyone's expectations."
Everyone looked at the two battlefields below and commented from time to time.
Yang Shan was at that age, with deep accumulation and experience, and his opponent also had extraordinary fighting power. He was the proud young man of the Wei Kingdom. The two of them fought so well that it was difficult to tell the winner in a short period of time.
Zhong Qichen fought very hard and was surrounded by dangers, but he dealt with them calmly and repeatedly turned danger into safety.
Wei Siyu said worriedly: "Then Chen Fang didn't go all out to practice with Chen'er."
Su Yue said: "I want to know more about the strength of Qingyang's younger generation."
Yun Qianxun frowned and said, "They seem to be stalling for time. What's their conspiracy?"
Zhong Yan said: "No matter what the purpose is, it's not bad for us."
After a stick of incense.
Chen Fang defeated the attack and pointed his finger in the air: "That's it, I'll send you on your way!"
A thick cloud of fire moved forward and covered it.
Zhong Qichen's pupils shrank, and his whole body was enveloped by the intimidating coercion, with the aura of death permeating the air. He gritted his teeth and performed a unique physical and mental technique, fearing no death, and rushed forward like a moth to a flame.
Chen Fang raised his eyebrows, with a sneer on his lips, reached out to grab a sword in the air, and swung it out.
Everyone in the City Wall Bell Clan was nervous.
I saw Zhong Qichen's figure suddenly erupting, passing through the fire cloud, slashing horizontally with his sword, and the sword's light suddenly appeared.
The energy exploded and the vitality was scattered.
"Ah~" With a scream, Chen Fang flew backwards. A large gash was opened in his abdomen, and his intestines dripped with blood. He was almost cut in the middle.
"Hmm~" With a muffled grunt, Zhong Qichen flew upside down at the same time, taking a severed arm thrown up in the air into his hands, hitting the ground on his back, turning over and flying towards the city wall.
Zhong Yan's eyes flashed and he punched the wall with his fist, "Okay!"
The outcome of this life-and-death struggle, in which both sides suffered losses, was beyond his expectation. Facing a powerful enemy, not dying would be a great victory.
Wei Siyu reached out and pulled Zhong Qichen back to the city wall.
His face was as pale as paper, his body was covered with scorch marks, and his right arm was cut off at shoulder level.
"Father..." Zhong Qichen was extremely weak.
"No need to say more, you have done a great job, and you are worthy of being a descendant of my Zhong clan!"
Zhong Yan repeatedly clicked his fingers to seal the acupuncture points on his shoulders. The foundation-building monks could not regenerate the severed limbs, but they could be reattached with timely treatment and nursed back to normal.
Wei Siyu took out the elixir and helped him swallow it and refine it.
Su Yue held his hand, instilled vitality to dispel the fire injuries, and said: "There is no worry about life."
The onlookers breathed a sigh of relief, and Zhong Qi said with a smile: "Brother Chen, you are so powerful. That Chen Fang was injured more seriously than you!"
the other side.
Among the Minglan monks, Chen Fang was sweating, his face twisted, but his injuries were stopped in time, and he was also not alive.
Peng Lian: "Zhong Qichen's strength is average, but his fighting ability is good. The last blow must have been a secret technique, and his speed exceeded its original limit."
Tai Shiduan: "You should take this as a warning. In the battle between monks, life and death are on the line. It is common for the weak to defeat the strong and turn the defeat into victory. Even if you are sure of victory, you should not be careless and underestimate the enemy."
All the young monks claimed so.
Peng Lian glanced at the city opposite and said: "We will fight two more battles. Shen Shi will launch the first round of attack. The foundation building is completed. No thanks to Xu Sheng!"
A young man in black took one step into the air: "I hope Brother Qingyang will not let me down."
Tai Shiduan: "Apart from Qifeng Liu Ru, Qingyang doesn't have top-notch foundation-building combat capabilities."
A man in a white brocade robe followed him out: "Then put some pressure on them."
The two stepped on the void and stood in a separate place.
"Who's going to fight?"
Seeing these two people, many people on the city wall changed their expressions.
Li Chengyuan looked solemn, glanced at Zhong Yan, and said: "The man in black is named Feng Bugui. He is Tai Shiduan's senior brother. He has killed many people who were over 100 years old in the Yan Kingdom. It is said that his acupoints have reached eight One hundred, determined to hit the limit of nine hundred and ninety-nine acupoints, otherwise the elixir would have formed long ago."
Shang Zhuoqing said: "The other one is Ye Xiu, who is known as the first person to build the foundation in Weinan. Yan Nanchen and Wei Zheng were defeated by him. By the way, he is the only one in the vassal kingdoms in Weinan who has great personal achievements in the vassal competition. The monks who have made the rankings have beaten many Shenxiao Sect disciples, ranking third, and are said to have the hope of entering the Zhongzhou Star Ranking!"
Zhong Yan's eyes flickered, and he heard something: "I heard that he has spiritual roots with both thunder and fire attributes?"
Shang Zhuoqing nodded and said: "Yes, it is extremely rare. The Shenxiao Sect wanted to recruit him, but he was rejected."
Spirits with different attributes are rarely seen at all, only one in ten thousand. Usually, a single attribute appears as a different kind of spiritual root.
Although the speed of cultivation is not as fast as that of single spiritual root, the coexistence of different attributes and five elements attributes is even rarer than that of heavenly spiritual root.
Everyone looked at each other and found that there was no one to fight with.
Those who are capable of fighting, such as Shang Zhuoqing, have already formed elixirs.
Liu Ru was silent for a moment and said, "I'll go."
Shang Zhuoqing shook his head: "It's okay for a short time, but after a quarter of an hour, it's tantamount to death."
Su Yue looked at Zhong Yan: "How sure are you?"
Zhong Yan laughed and said: "I don't know. I have never seen a battle. How can I talk about certainty?"
He has now opened up 849 acupoints, and can kill many elders alone to complete the foundation building. If the battle wind does not return, self-consciousness is not a problem.
And Ye Xiu...he had never seen thunder-attributed Yuan Power.
Moreover, not to mention Ye Xiu's ability to stand out among the many talented disciples of the Shenxiao Sect, Yan Nanchen and Wei Zheng, two outstanding talents of the Yan Kingdom, were defeated by him, and their combat prowess was beyond ordinary.
But no matter what, as long as he is not in the Golden Core Realm or in the Foundation Establishment Stage, Zhong Yan is confident that he is not afraid of anyone. Even if he cannot kill his opponent, no one else can do anything to him.
"What, Qingyang has no one to fight with?"
"It's better to abandon the city and surrender, and give you a way to survive."
Feng Bugui yelled at Zhan and taunted him.
The group of Minglan monks burst into laughter.
Yu Qingyao said: "It's better to close the door and let them attack the city without fighting. Anyway..."
Before she finished speaking, she choked back her words.
Because, the army arrayed in Qingyang below turned to look at the city wall.
If the monks in the main army were timid in fighting and the army lost its will to fight, it would probably collapse in one fell swoop and fall into pieces.
"You assist and contain one person."
Zhong Yan and Liu Ru communicated a message, stepped out of the city wall in one step, and spread a smile to everyone: "Why are the dogs barking? Let you live a little longer, and I have to rush to death and be reincarnated!"
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