"not good!"
"Escape quickly!"
Seeing the flying Yuanli bomb, Yizhou City Lord Gao Yingjie couldn't help but show a horrified expression on his face.
As an eighth-level martial artist, he felt a strong sense of threat from these elemental bullets, and he quickly gave orders to the surrounding soldiers.
However, the lieutenants and strong men in the city around Gao Yingjie could react, but ordinary Zhao soldiers had no time to evade.
Twenty Yuanli bombs rushed toward Yizhou City at extremely fast speeds with a terrifying whistling sound.
In the blink of an eye, these Yuanli bombs had arrived in the sky above Yizhou City.
Strong Yuanli fluctuations emanated from the Yuanli bombs, and the surfaces of these whistling Yuanli bombs turned extremely red and burned.
This is the ultimate speed coupled with the terrifying energy in the Yuanli bomb, which directly ignites the air.
When they arrived over Yizhou City, they had turned into fireballs the size of millstones.
The Yuanli bomb flew too fast, and it was only then that the ordinary soldiers of Zhao State in Yizhou City reacted.
However, it was too late at this time.
"boom!"
Violent explosions sounded one after another in Yizhou City.
The solid defense and defensive offensive were as fragile as paper at this moment, and were directly destroyed mercilessly by the explosion.
All the Zhao soldiers within the explosion range were torn into pieces, causing a rain of blood all over the sky in an instant.
However, this was just the beginning. After the explosion, there was an extremely violent shock wave, which directly blew away everything in its path.
Almost instantly, Yizhou City was directly bombarded by Yuanli bombs, destroying one third of it.
"Come on!"
At the same time, the Zhao soldiers were frightened by this attack.
Nangong Wudi roared angrily and immediately led the vanguard to charge.
He has been waiting for this moment for many years, and the Xia soldiers behind him have also been waiting for many years. Now they can finally wash away the shame of Zhao.
Because of the attack just now, the Zhao army in Yizhou City had no way to organize a defense.
The intercepted arrows were sparse and could not stop Nangong Wudi's advance at all.
Soon, Nangong Wudi, who was in the lead, forced himself into the city wall, and then in Gao Yingjie's disbelieving eyes.
Nangong Wudi raised his left hand, and a Yuanli bullet roared out, directly destroying the tall city gate of Yizhou City, and then Nangong Wudi led the army into Yizhou City like a tide.
Soon, the coalition soldiers started a fierce battle with the Zhao army.
The area where Qianjimen attacked before was near the gate of Yizhou City, where the Zhao army was densest, so Nangong Wudi led the army to charge in.
There was no decent resistance at all, and the Zhao army retreated.
Just as Nangong Wudi led his army to charge crazily.
When Gao Yingjie saw the situation in front of him, he decided to retreat without hesitation.
Now that the army was defeated like a mountain, with his strength, there was no possibility of turning the tide. It was better to save his strength and escape quickly.
However, he had just set out and was stopped before he left Yizhou City.
"Are you the Lord of Yizhou City?"
Not far in front of Gao Yingjie, Nangong Jian, dressed in black armor and holding a long sword, looked at him with murderous intent.
Nangong Jian's current cultivation level has reached the seventh level of martial arts. Logically speaking, he has no chance of winning against Yizhou City Lord Gao Yingjie, who is at the eighth level of martial arts.
But at this time, even though his cultivation level was a little higher than Nangong Jian's, Gao Yingjie's face was extremely solemn. He sensed a strong sense of threat from Nangong Jian's body.
"Who are you?"
Without acting rashly, Gao Yingjie looked at Nangong Jian solemnly and asked.
"The people who came to kill you!"
As he spoke, Nangong Jian approached Gao Yingjie step by step, not caring at all that Gao Yingjie was a little higher than himself, or the generals of the Zhao State around him.
After Ye Yun took complete control of Xia Kingdom, he began a comprehensive strengthening of Xia Kingdom's generals.
Those with good talents, as well as the strong men of Xia State who had the potential to go further, all received guidance from Ye Yun.
Nangong Jian was naturally no exception, and because of Nangong Wudi, Ye Yun was a little more distracted about Nangong Jian.
Not only did Nangong Jian answer his many years of training doubts, but he also taught him a set of heaven-level swordsmanship, which greatly increased his strength.
Even though Nangong Jian's current cultivation level is only at the seventh level of martial arts, his real combat power is enough to fight against the strong ones at the eighth level of martial arts.
This shows how much Nangong Jian's strength has improved.
Hearing Nangong Jian's words, Yizhou City Lord Gao Yingjie's face couldn't help but become extremely ugly.
However, Nangong Jian didn't give him a chance to attack.
Nangong Jian, who was walking, was suddenly filled with vitality, and his whole body speeded up.
"Boom!"
His feet stepped on the ground, making a violent muffled sound. Nangong Jian's body suddenly turned into a bolt of lightning and rushed towards Yizhou City Lord Gao Yingjie.
At the same time, the long sword in his hand slashed out horizontally, and an extremely sharp aura emitted from the sword, forming a colorful rainbow light.
"Heaven-level swordsmanship, Rainbow Slash."
Nangong Jian slashed out with his sword, and Yizhou City Lord Gao Yingjie had no time to dodge. He could only use all his strength to resist Nangong Jian's attack with his own body-protecting energy.
"Tear!"
However, a scene that made Gao Yingjie unbelievable happened immediately.
The rainbow light from Nangong Jian's sword fell on Gao Yingjie's body-protecting energy and directly chopped it into pieces.
At the same time, the rainbow light of sword energy struck Gao Yingjie immediately.
Blood spurted out, and Gao Yingjie flew backwards. A huge wound appeared on his body, almost splitting him in half.
After falling to the ground, Gao Yingjie, who was seriously injured, seemed to be dead.
However, as a strong man at the eighth level of martial arts, Gao Yingjie was able to breathe a sigh of relief with his strong Yuan Power.
"How can it be?"
"How can you be so strong!"
With every word he spoke, blood kept pouring out of Gao Yingjie's mouth, but he didn't pay attention. Instead, he stared at Nangong Jian in disbelief, trying to get the answer he wanted from Nangong Jian's mouth.
"This is all due to my Majesty!"
Hearing Gao Yingjie's inquiry, Nangong Jian's face showed a look of great reverence.
Like all Xia people, Nangong Jian has long regarded Ye Yun as his faith, even because Ye Yun personally guided him.
Now Nangong Jian has become a fanatical follower of Ye Yun. Even if Ye Yun asks him to commit suicide, Nangong Jian may not even frown.
"King Xia!"
Hearing this answer, Gao Yingjie murmured feebly, and the breath on his body gradually disappeared.
