Ye Yun's earth-shattering blow completely destroyed the confidence of all the resistance forces in King Zhao's city, especially the huge gap across the city wall, which seemed to be opened directly in their hearts.
With this gap, and the presence of terrifying and powerful men like Ye Yun in the Six-Nation Alliance, there was no hope of holding the Zhao Kingdom City.
The brutal fighting began, but it soon came to an end.
From the gap in King Zhao's city, countless coalition soldiers poured into the city. For a moment, the flags on the city wall changed, and soon they were filled with military flags representing the coalition forces.
After the Xia soldiers in the coalition forces completely captured the Zhao Kingdom City, they spontaneously took to the streets and cheered loudly.
Unlike those coalition soldiers from other countries, for these coalition forces, this is just a victory in a major war.
But for these soldiers of the Xia Kingdom, this meant that the humiliation that the Xia Kingdom had endured for a hundred years was finally washed away at this moment.
"Father, did you see it?"
"We have conquered King Zhao's city, and the Kingdom of Zhao has been destroyed by us. I will avenge you!"
A veteran of the Xia Kingdom with gray temples knelt on the ground among the cheering crowd. At this time, he was holding a sword and bursting into tears.
His father died in the war with Zhao State, and when he finally returned home, only a sword was left.
He was just a child back then. From the moment he held the sword, he vowed to avenge his father.
But in the war between Xia and Zhao, Xia State was not as powerful as Zhao State and was always at a disadvantage.
Decades passed in a flash, and he thought he had no hope of revenge, but he didn't expect that under the leadership of Ye Yun, he would be able to set foot on the land of King Zhao's city and end this hatred with his own hands.
Like him, countless Xia soldiers burst into tears at this moment.
Some of them lost their brothers, and some lost their fathers.
Some of their hometowns were destroyed by Zhao's army, and some of their former compatriots died tragically under Zhao's sword.
But at this moment, they cheered and cried heartily, and all their hatred was ended with the fall of King Zhao's city.
The cheers soaring to the sky resounded throughout King Zhao's city, shocking everyone who heard the sound.
Like these ordinary soldiers, Nangong Wudi also shed tears.
He stood on the city wall, looking in the direction of Xia Kingdom.
His childhood dream had been realized under Ye Yun's leadership. At this moment, he had completely become Ye Yun's fanatical supporter. Even if Ye Yun asked him to die, he would never frown.
Listening to the cheers soaring from the main city of Zhao Kingdom, Ye Yun, who was in the Chinese military tent and adjusting his breath, looked as calm as water.
At this time, he was using the energy within his body to stabilize his cultivation at the second level of the martial arts realm.
After a battle, his improvement is very huge. For ordinary people, even those practitioners with good talents, after entering the realm of martial arts, it will take several years or even years to improve the strength of the first level. More than ten years.
But for Ye Yun, who possesses the Demon God Crystal, it only takes one battle to directly improve his level.
If this kind of cultivation speed were spread, it would probably scare the jaws of countless people.
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"call!"
In the wilderness dozens of miles away from King Zhao's city, four figures stood here quietly at this time.
They looked panicked, with an expression of survival after a disaster.
These four people were the four members of Xuanyin Pavilion who had escaped from King Zhao's city.
At this time, the man sent by Xuanyin Pavilion to be the king of Zhao State calmed his rapid breathing. He turned his head and looked in the direction of the Zhao Kingdom City, with a hint of horror in his eyes.
At the end, the power Ye Yun showed was too powerful. That kind of terrifying power could easily kill the divine envoy of the Wuzong realm of the Ghost Witch God Sect.
Even though he was far away from King Zhao's city, as soon as he recalled the previous scene, he felt his body trembling a little, and his heart felt endlessly cold.
"Great, he didn't chase me."
No sign of Ye Yun was found, and the expression on the Xuanyin Pavilion man's face relaxed a little.
"What should we do now?"
After calming his breathing, Li Miaoyu looked at the former King of Zhao and asked in a confused tone.
After hearing his words, the other two people present also turned their attention to the former King of Zhao.
Among the four of them, headed by the new King of Zhao who was forced to come, their mission of garrisoning Zhao has failed. Not only did they lose King Zhao's city, they even lost all the 500,000 troops supported by Xuanyin Pavilion. Stayed here.
Now that they return to Xuanyin Pavilion, they will definitely be punished by Xuanyin Pavilion.
The man from Xuanyinge who was sent to the Kingdom of Zhao to be the king, whose real name was Bai Yu, heard Li Miaoyu's question and his expression became a little uncertain.
He knew very well the importance of the Zhao Kingdom to Xuanyin Pavilion, but now that there was such a terrifying powerhouse like Ye Yun, with the strength of a few of them, it was simply wishful thinking to regain the Zhao Kingdom.
Now even if he returns to Xuanyin Pavilion and is punished, he doesn't want to face such a monster like Ye Yun.
"Alas, there is no chance of seizing Ye Yun's opportunity!"
Bai Yu was just thinking in his heart, looking towards the direction of King Zhao's city, his eyes couldn't help but reveal a look of loss.
Now Ye Yun's strength is beyond what they can contend with. If they want to fight against Ye Yun, Xuanyin Pavilion will definitely send stronger beings and even contact the powerful backers behind Xuanyin Pavilion.
In his opinion, the strength that Ye Yun showed outside King Zhao's city was at least the strength of the peak of a low-level martial sect.
Such strength is not much weaker than the strongest fighting force in Xuanyin Pavilion.
At this moment, he felt extremely regretful that he could not get the opportunity from Ye Yun. Even Xuanyin Pavilion might not be able to get such an opportunity by then.
Unlike Li Miaoyu and others, Bai Yu knows more about the secrets of Xuanyin Pavilion.
Although Xuanyin Pavilion is extremely powerful and has almost no opponents in the southeastern region of the entire Ten Thousand Kingdoms Territory, he is just a subordinate of the terrorist force behind it.
Bai Yu had seen the coming side of the terrorist force from a distance. Just one glance, and he felt a strong pressure that seemed to suffocate him.
"Ye Yun, you won't be proud for a few days."
"In the face of such a terrifying force, not to mention your six-nation coalition, even I, Xuanyin Pavilion, are like ants."
"Prepare for destruction!"
Thinking silently in his heart, Bai Yu called his companions to leave and return to Xuanyin Pavilion...
