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A fortress that had guarded the border of Pingyang Kingdom for countless years and had gone through countless ups and downs was destroyed by Jian Chen. After the fortress collapsed, the more than one million soldiers hidden behind also appeared in Jian Chen's sight. , at this moment, the expressions of all the soldiers were dull, and many of them even had deep panic in their eyes, and they looked at Jian Chen suspended in the sky with fear in their eyes. **Bubble! Book. Bar*
The fortress guarding the Pingyang Kingdom collapsed and turned into ruins. All four powerful Sky Saints fell. After this tragedy, the strength of the Pingyang Kingdom will be greatly reduced, especially the four Sky Saints. This is an irreparable loss. , and this also caused a very big blow to the morale of the soldiers.
The Sky Saint is the backbone of every kingdom in this region. It represents the prosperity, strength and status of a kingdom. Especially in the war years, it is the biggest support in the minds of millions of soldiers. Their fall made the millions of soldiers in the Pingyang Kingdom seem to have lost their souls, and they no longer had any passion for fighting.
Jian Chen glanced at the more than one million soldiers behind the fortress with cold eyes, then he rose into the sky, flew towards the central area of Pingyang Kingdom, and disappeared at the end of the sky in the blink of an eye.
Chang Wuji watched Jian Chen go away. When he saw the direction in which Jian Chen was heading, he couldn't help but trembled slightly and murmured: "Where is he going? Looking at the direction he left, it happened to be Pingyang. The kingdom’s palace, is he going to make a scene in the palace?”
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Jian Chen flew all the way, increasing his speed to the limit. His entire body was wrapped in a layer of rich wind elements. He climbed over mountains and ridges, crossed various large and small cities, and flew toward the palace of Pingyang Kingdom with lightning speed. .
The palace of Pingyang Kingdom is more than 7,000 kilometers away from the border fortress. Even if Jian Chen flies at full speed, it will still take him two to three hours to travel.
An hour after Jian Chen left, in the northern fortress of the Geshen Kingdom, the million-strong army of the Pingyang Kingdom were neatly arranged ten kilometers away, just outside the range of the intermediate magic crystal cannon. At this moment, the million-strong army They have been assembled and can attack the city at any time with just one order.
The fortress of the Kingdom of Geshen, which is more than 80 meters high, has become dilapidated and many places have collapsed, making it impossible for the soldiers on the city wall to pass. At the city entrance, the tall city gate, which was fully half a meter thick and was entirely made of hundreds of refined steel, had become uneven and dilapidated. It was covered with potholes, severely damaged, and even unable to function normally. Turn on.
In a tower on the city wall, several generals wearing helmets and armor gathered together with sad faces. They all looked haggard, their faces were yellow, and their faces were not very good-looking.
"It seems that our Geshen Kingdom is doomed this time. The opponent has assembled a million troops and can launch an attack on us at any time. Moreover, there are still two million troops resting and recuperating at the fortress of the Pingyang Kingdom. With our Beicheng District It is simply difficult to withstand the more than 800,000 wounded soldiers in the area." An old man wearing armor said with a sigh, a heavy look on his face.
"Now our more than 50 intermediate magic crystal cannons and 200 junior magic crystal cannons in Beicheng are almost all scrapped. If they continue to be used, there is a danger of self-destruction at any time, and we have very few magic cores left. We can't last long at all." A general with a bandage wrapped around his right arm said without any energy at all.
"How long can we hold on? Even if we perish, we will never make things easier for the other party." The speaker was a middle-aged man wearing a boot suit, with a gloomy face and eyes filled with murderous intent.
Looking at the expression on the middle-aged man's face, an armored general beside him sighed and said: "Changyang Ba, I know that your son was captured by people from the Pingyang Kingdom, and you feel very uncomfortable, but Don’t worry, Senior Wuji is extremely powerful, he will definitely save the Changyang Tiger himself.”
A trace of grief flashed in Changyang Ba's eyes, and he said heartbrokenly; "It is said that Ahu's limbs have been severed and he has been reduced to a useless person who cannot even take care of himself. Even if he is rescued, it will be of no use. It will only make him more miserable." It’s just painful.”
After hearing this, several generals sitting here sighed. Although powerful Holy Masters of Light can make people reborn, Light Holy Masters with such ability are as rare as rare in Tianyuan Continent. Not only are they very rare. It is difficult to find, and even if it is found, Changyang Mansion’s ability will not be able to invite the other party. It can be said that Changyang Tiger will never be able to recover in this life.
"Changyang Ba, don't forget that you also have a gifted fourth son, Changyang Xiangtian. Changyang Xiangtian gathered the holy soldiers at the age of fifteen. With his talent, his strength will definitely be much improved when he returns in the future. , maybe not weaker than his eldest brother Changyang Tiger." Several middle-aged men in armor spoke out to comfort him. These people were all members of the four major families in Luoer City, and they all had very friendly relations with the Changyang Mansion.
As soon as he heard about his fourth son Changyang Xiangtian, Changyang Ba sighed in his heart. A few years ago, because of the power of Huayun Sect, the youngest fourth son had to run away from home at the age of fifteen. To this day It has been several years without any news. Now, Changyang Ba doesn't even know if his fourth son Changyang Xiangtian is still alive in the world.
At this time, a young man wearing light armor strode in from outside and said with a smile: "Guys, I just heard you talk about Changyang Xiangtian. Can you tell me about Changyang Xiangtian?" His deeds, he was able to gather the Holy Soldiers at the age of fifteen, three years faster than me. It’s really amazing, I’m also very curious about this genius."
As soon as they saw the young man coming in, several generals sitting there stood up and greeted the young man enthusiastically.
"Little friend Mingdong, since you are interested in this matter, let me tell you the whole story." An old man wearing armor said with a smile, and then told the details about Changyang Xiangtian. I have said it again, Bao Changyang Xiangtian’s talent is so high. The strength of a new saint can defeat several saints and a great saint. He is highly valued by His Majesty the King. Until the end, Changyang Xiangtian because The Huayun Sect was so strong that he was forced to run away from home.
"Alas, Changyang Xiangtian was only fifteen years old when he left. Now a few years have passed, and he doesn't know where he is. If he had stayed in the Geshen Kingdom, his achievements would definitely not be weaker than those of his elder brother. Maybe He is already a great saint master." The old man in armor sighed.
"Huayun Sect!" The young man in armor murmured in a low voice. A stern look flashed in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared. He smiled lightly and said: "Changyang Patriarch, don't worry, your son will definitely come back safely."
Changyang Ba sighed and looked gloomy: "This is no longer important. I'm afraid that in a few days, my Changyang Mansion will no longer exist. Even if I come back, it will be of no use. I will only bury my bones here. If Xiang'er... He is really still alive, I hope he will not come back, at least, he will not suffer the disaster of the fish pond."
"No, head of the Changyang family, don't worry. I will do my best to keep the Changyang family safe. If it doesn't work, I will ask God for help." The young man said with a serious face, very serious.
As soon as they heard that the young man had an uncle, the eyes of everyone present lit up, and someone immediately asked: "Little friend Mingdong, is your uncle Tian very strong?"
"I don't know about this, but if my Uncle Tian is willing to take action, there is absolutely no problem in stopping this war. Don't look at me like this. I have begged my Uncle Tian several times before. He I don’t want to get involved in this matter at all,” the young man said.
After hearing this, everyone looked disappointed.
At this time, an old man wearing a green robe walked in from outside, with a sad look on his face.
Seeing the old man coming in, Changyang Ba's eyes immediately lit up, and he immediately came to the old man and asked nervously: "Uncle Chang, you are finally back. How is Ahu's condition? Can he be rescued? return."
Chang Wuji let out a long sigh and said sadly: "Master, the eldest young master has been successfully rescued. His life is not in danger for the time being, but in the future, alas..."
The expression on Changyang Ba's face suddenly solidified. At this moment, he seemed to have become much paler. Among his four children, the eldest son and the fourth son were somewhat talented in cultivation. The life and death of the fourth son was unknown, and the eldest son is also now He has become a useless person. Now, except for his third son who has no talent in cultivation, Changyang Ba can't find any capable man.
After a long time, Changyang Ba finally calmed down, looked up to the sky, sighed, and whispered, "It's good if you can save your life. We'll talk about what happens next."
Chang Wuji also remained silent, with a decadent expression. How could he not understand Changyang Ba's mood? Changyang Tiger met such a tragic end, and he was also very heartbroken. After all, it was the child he watched grow up, even though he was not a relative. , but better than relatives.
None of the people in the tower spoke, and all of them felt extremely heavy. The tragic situation faced by the Kingdom of Geshen was destined to be irreversible. Soon, they would all be buried in the battlefield and buried here.
After a long time, Chang Wuji suppressed the grief in his heart and said: "Master, there is some good news that I should probably tell everyone. When I went to rescue the eldest young master this time, I met a mysterious young strong man who will be stationed there. All four Sky Saint Masters in the fortress of Pingyang Kingdom were killed, and the border fortress of Pingyang Kingdom was also destroyed."
Hearing this, several people wearing armor in the city tower were shocked and looked at Chang Wuji in disbelief. An old man immediately asked: "Senior Wuji, what did you say? The four sky saint masters of Pingyang Kingdom He was killed by a mysterious young strong man, is this serious?"
Chang Wuji waved his hand, and he took out four bloody heads from the space ring and placed them on the table one by one.
Looking at the four heads on the table, everyone's expressions suddenly became dull, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.
Ming Dong, who was standing aside, also had a gleam in his eyes and asked, "Senior Wuji, what is the name of the man who killed four Sky Saint Masters?"
"I don't know either. When I rushed there, the eldest young master had already been rescued by him. It seemed that he had an extraordinary relationship with the eldest young master." Chang Wuji said with a bit of confusion.
After hearing this, Ming Dong showed a thoughtful look on his face, and his eyes flickered.
Afterwards, Chang Wuji hung the heads of the four Sky Masters of Pingyang Kingdom high above the fortress wall, which greatly boosted the morale of his side and cheered everywhere.
Not long after, two angry roars came from the front, and two light spots, one red and one yellow, appeared in the distant sky, shooting quickly towards the fortress of the Kingdom of Geshen, and a huge momentum filled the sky and the earth. The soldiers below felt breathless.
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