"Oops, the city gate is about to be broken down!"
The expressions of the two people changed and they stopped talking nonsense. They quickly activated their magic power and accelerated towards the front.
In just ten breaths, the two of them had arrived at the north gate of Liaoxi County.
At this time, the city wall of the north gate had completely collapsed, and it was impossible to tell the location of the city gate.
There were shouts of killing everywhere.
The two of them swept their consciousness and found Zhang Yuanfang lying in a ruins, covered in blood and dying.
"Master Zhang, are you okay?"
The two people quickly came to Zhang Yuanfang and helped him up.
"You are......"
Zhang Yuanfang was seriously injured. Looking at the two people in front of him, he seemed to have seen them somewhere before, but he couldn't remember them for a moment.
"We are Hongichi and Hongren of the Shingon Sect, and we are here to help!"
Hongdao quickly explained.
"True Word Gate...Hongichi...Hongren?"
Zhang Yuanfang's unfocused eyes seemed to regain a glimmer of light, and he remembered these two people. He had met Immortal Master Hongzhen when the Zhenyan Sect had just arrived in Liaoxi County. At that time, these two people seemed to be accompanying him.
"Yes, Hongyi, Hongren!"
"Master Zhang, don't worry, we will heal your injuries first!"
Hong Dao took out a bottle of pills from his arms and poured them all into Zhang Yuanfang's mouth, barely hanging Zhang Yuanfang's life.
But he was seriously injured, and without expert treatment, he would inevitably die in the end.
After taking some elixirs, Zhang Yuanfang's complexion seemed to be better and his head was clearer. He asked doubtfully: "Didn't everyone of the Zhenyan Sect leave long ago?"
Hong Taoist unfolded his red robe, pushed forward his strong chest muscles, and said seriously: "Who said that the True Word Sect has escaped?"
"The Taoist robe of the leader of Zhenyan Sect is here. We will live and die with Liaoxi County!"
Hearing the words, Zhang Yuanfang thought for a moment, but he didn't care about so much at this time. He quickly grabbed Taoist Hongren's hand and said eagerly: "Go and help Mrs. Yang, victory or defeat depends on this!"
After hearing this, the two of them followed Zhang Yuanfang's gaze and saw bursts of explosive roars coming from outside the shattered northern city wall, and they could faintly hear a woman's screams.
"Mr. Yang, heal your injuries here first. We'll come as soon as we go."
In a flash, the two of them crossed the ruins of the city wall and flew towards the battle group.
However, just halfway through the flight, she saw a colorful figure flying backwards from a distance, and wisps of scarlet blood sprayed out from her body.
Hongdao subconsciously reached out to catch the colorful figure. As soon as his hand grabbed the corner of the colored figure's clothes, he felt an irresistible force coming along the figure.
Her body was involuntarily carried away by the colorful figure.
"Senior sister!"
Taoist Hongren was so anxious that he quickly used his magic power to chase after Hongdao and the others.
"boom!"
Just hearing a loud noise, Hong Yi and the colorful figure had already hit a city wall. The entire city wall was directly smashed into ruins by the two figures.
The two figures continued to fly backward without slowing down.
It didn't stop until it crashed into countless houses and flew thousands of feet away.
Fortunately, the people in Beicheng had been evacuated to Nancheng, so no casualties were caused.
"Sister, are you okay?"
Taoist Hongren used his magic power to rescue Hongdao and the colorful figure from the ruins.
Only then did she realize that the colorful figure was actually a beautiful middle-aged woman.
"Could this be Mrs. Yang?"
Taoist Hongren thought to himself. Seeing that both of them were injured and unconscious, he quickly injected a burst of mana into each of them to help them wake up.
Fortunately, it didn't take long for Hong Dao to wake up and turn around.
Because she was not prepared, she was taken away and hit countless city walls, causing her to be temporarily comatose.
The injury was not particularly serious.
Most of the force was endured by this beautiful middle-aged woman.
"How is she?"
Hong Dao and others looked at the beautiful middle-aged woman who was still in a coma and asked.
"I still don't know who could hurt her like this?"
Taoist Hongren glanced at the beautiful middle-aged woman in front of him and saw that her powerful body was covered with horrific scars. The most serious injuries were on her two forearms. The impact directly shattered her forearm into pieces.
Only two bare arms were left.
"have no idea......"
Hongdao shook her head blankly. She seemed to vaguely see the shadow of Beimang Imperial Master Hong Yan in the smoke and dust.
But although she didn't know Hong Yan, she could feel Hong Yan's strength. Logically speaking, the two of them were of the same rank, so there shouldn't be such a big gap in strength.
At this moment, the beautiful middle-aged woman moaned and slowly woke up.
"Who are you...ahem...?"
The beautiful middle-aged woman glanced at the two of them and asked alertly.
"We are Taoist Hongyi and Hongren from the Zhenyan Sect. We are here to help Mrs. Yang under the order of Master Zhang."
Hongdao quickly explained.
The vigilance in the eyes of the middle-aged beautiful woman was slightly reduced, and she tried to circulate her true energy. She only felt pain all over her body. The true energy swam around for several times before she could barely sit up.
She sat up straight, then let out a muffled groan, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out from her mouth, falling on her bare arms.
With a flash of blood, countless flesh sprouts sprouted from her two big arms, moving rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, two complete forearms were born.
After doing all this, she stood up, stared at the city wall in the distance, her eyes filled with fighting spirit, and then prepared to jump away.
"Mrs. Yang, do you still want to go?"
Hongdao's figure flashed and appeared in front of the beautiful middle-aged woman.
"Of course I want to go. It's not easy to meet the witch god's clone. It has to be enjoyable."
As she spoke, the beautiful middle-aged woman stamped her feet on the ground, and her body flew towards the ruins of the city wall like a cannonball.
It was Liu Yue'e.
"Witch God's clone..."
Hongdao's eyes were dull. This was an existence that had gone beyond half a step of detachment, and might even have reached the state of detachment.
Is this Mrs. Yang a lunatic? Even if she is a first-class martial arts body that is astonishing to the world, she will still be crushed when she encounters someone who is one step above her in strength?
You don't even have the basic respect for the Witch God's clone...
Before the two of them could react to the astonishing scene in front of them, they heard another huge sound in the distance, and then saw Mrs. Yang flying back faster than before.
"Pap..."
With a heavy landing sound, Liu Yue'e landed in front of the two people again.
This time, her injuries were even more horrific. Her chest seemed to have been hollowed out by sharp claws, and even her heart was missing.
If he were an ordinary person, he would have died long ago.
However, a first-grade martial artist's physical body is extremely strong. Even so, the blood flashed continuously at the wound, and countless flesh sprouts were produced again, repairing the physical injury.
But this time, it was obviously much slower, especially the heart area. After a long time, it was only half repaired.
"Ahem..."
Liu Yue'e's true energy was circulating, covering the broken parts of her clothes with magic power, and then she fell to the ground, showing a frustrated look.
"The strength gap is a bit big, we can't get close at all..."
She murmured to herself, but she was not worried about her injuries, but thinking about how to win.
Hong Yi and Hong Ren looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
At this moment, a cold wind howled in front of the ruins of the city wall, and from the ruins, a huge white wolf claw emerged.
It's just a wolf's claw, but it's as tall as a city wall.
As another wolf claw penetrated the city wall, a giant white wolf thousands of feet tall appeared in front of everyone.
"Dire Wolf!"
Hong Yi and Hong Ren saw a trace of fear on their faces when they saw this huge wolf head.
Their fairy sect is in Jizhou, and this is the first time they have seen such a large ice field snow wolf.
And they felt the aura of the Witch God in the body of this ice snow wolf.
It is a kind of power that crushes all living beings. Anyone below the transcendent realm cannot help but tremble under it when they feel this power.
The people and defenders of Liaoxi County also saw the witch god's clone at the same time, and everyone's eyes were filled with despair.
People's cries filled the entire Liaoxi county.
"This is the Witch God's clone..."
The two of them had completely given up their illusions at this time, and the wizard god's clone finally arrived.
At this moment, the two of them saw the wolf claws of the ice wolf. They grabbed it gently in the ruins. A figure was dug out from the ruins. Then, it was thrown up high by the wolf claws, and then it was lifted up from the ruins. Falling in the air.
The ice snow wolf opened its mouth lazily, as if waiting for the figure to fall into its mouth.
"No, Master Zhang!"
The two of them were shocked at the same time, and then they saw clearly that the figure was Zhang Yuanfang, and they quickly turned into two escaping lights and chased after Zhang Yuanfang.
"snort!"
The Icefield Snow Wolf let out a cold snort from its nose, as if it was surprised that these two ants dared to go against the sky, and then two icy breaths came out of its nostrils, attacking Hong Yi and Hong Ren respectively.
"careful!"
The two saw the two cold breaths at the same time. They looked at each other with their eyes, then held their hands tightly together and muttered at the same time: "Speed up!"
"Uh-huh!"
The figures of the two people suddenly disappeared in the eyes of everyone, and even the two cold breaths couldn't find the target of the attack for a while, and blasted directly onto the city wall.
A large part of the city wall in the north of Liaoxi County collapsed again.
And the figures of the two people appeared beside Zhang Yuanfang in a dangerous way.
In mid-air, Hongren grabbed Zhang Yuanfang's waist, and then took him away with him.
"Whoosh!"
At this moment, a shrill sound broke through the air from behind the two of them.
The dire snow wolf gave them full respect this time and directly lifted out a wolf claw.
The terrifying strong wind hit them. The two wanted to escape, but found that the void here seemed to be imprisoned, and it became extremely difficult to move their bodies.
Just as he was about to open his mouth to cast a spell, waves of strong wind poured into his mouth, leaving him speechless.
Faced with this situation, Taoist Hongren held Hong Yi's hand tightly, slowly closed his eyes, and gave up resistance.
"Junior brother, do you regret it?"
Taoist Hong's message quietly reached Taoist Hongren's ears.
"Junior brother, I have never been so happy to be able to go to the Netherworld with my senior sister!"
Taoist Hongren smiled slightly and said.
"Me too!"
Hongdao's intermittent voice came over. In this terrible strong wind, even sound transmission became a luxury.
The two of them smiled knowingly and prepared to go to the underworld together.
"If you don't break, you won't stand!"
At this moment, a solemn and solemn voice sounded on the field.
As this voice fell, a mysterious force fell, which surprisingly imprisoned the space created by the Witch God's clone and shook it.
"Walk!"
Hongdao reacted instantly, grabbed Taoist Hongzhen and Zhang Yuanfang with both hands, turned into a ray of light, and escaped from the ice wolf's claws at the last moment.
At the same time, three figures appeared next to Liu Yue'e.
It was Yang Qing, Pang Qinglong and Xin Xuanji who rushed over in time and rescued Hong Yi and the others.
"Madam, are you okay..."
Yang Qing felt heartbroken when he saw Liu Yue'e covered in blood and her chest was covered with bloodshot eyes. He quickly stepped forward and asked for help.
"It's okay..."
Seeing Yang Qing caring about her so much, Liu Yue'e felt warm in her heart and said softly.
"Recover as before!"
Yang Qing's chest burst with righteousness, and a milky white light instantly enveloped everyone present.
The light shone on Liu Yue'e's body, and she felt warm all over, especially the recovery speed of her chest injury, which was more than twice as fast as before.
You must know that this is a wound caused by the Witch God's clone. Even if Liu Yue'e's physical body is strong, recovery is extremely slow.
But with Yang Qing's treatment, Liu Yue'e could fully recover in a quarter of an hour at most.
There were many soldiers present who had been injured by the aftermath. Under Yang Qing's treatment, as long as they were still breathing, they all regained their basic ability to move.
With Xin Xuanji's help, he quickly left the center of the battle group.
Only Zhang Yuanfang, who was dying before, recovered extremely slowly even under the treatment of Haoran Zhengqi.
But at least he got rid of the danger of falling.
"Madam, how were you injured?"
Yang Qing looked at the dire wolf staring at him in the distance, frowned, and asked.
"I rushed to the north gate. Although the formation was broken, the city wall had not collapsed yet..."
Liu Yue'e slowly narrated. When she arrived, she happened to see Imperial Master Hong Yan standing on the city wall, holding a staff in his hand and wantonly massacring the Daxuan soldiers guarding Zhang Yuanfang.
And she simply sneaked behind Hong Yan, and then suddenly rushed out, catching Hong Yan by surprise.
The two of them had similar cultivation levels, but Liu Yue'e was calculating mentally but not intentionally. Just after the fight, Hong Yan suffered a big loss, and Liu Yue'e broke his right hand.
But at this moment, beside Hong Yan, a huge ice snow wolf suddenly came out and directly hit the city wall of the north gate of Liaoxi County, killing hundreds of Daxuan soldiers in an instant.
Even Liu Yue'e was injured by the ice wolf.
Only then did Liu Yue'e learn from Zhang Yuanfang's mouth that the true identity of the Icefield Snow Wolf was actually a clone of the Witch God.
Zhang Yuanfang, as for Zhang Yuanfang, had been seriously injured before, and he had to fight with Imperial Master Hong Yan several times, and his energy was exhausted.
If Hong Yi and Hong Ren hadn't arrived at the right time, Zhang Yuanfang would have died.
After listening to Liu Yue'e's narration, Yang Qing secretly complained in his heart. Now, he bumped into the witch god's clone. How could he survive?
Just when he wanted to grease the soles of his feet and leave with these people.
Zhang Yuanfang, who was stabilizing his injuries at the side, stood up with the support of Hong Yi, cupped his hands towards Yang Qing from a distance and said, "May I ask, Mr. Yang?"
Hearing the other party ask about his identity, Yang Qing perked up, touched his goatee, and said proudly: "Yes, I am the new governor of Liangzhou, Yang Qing."
With the blessing of magic power, the voice spread throughout Liaoxi County in an instant.
Zhang Yuanfang was stunned for a moment. He was obviously not familiar with Yang Qing's style, but he still slightly cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Mr. Yang, for running thousands of miles and risking your life to save me. I am deeply grateful!"
"Easy to say, easy to say."
Yang Qing nodded slightly, showing his masterly demeanor.
"I heard that Mr. Yang came here on the orders of the Martial Saint. Is there any good strategy for dealing with this witch god's clone?"
Zhang Yuanfang asked, his eyes full of hope.
Hearing this, everyone present turned their attention to Yang Qing.
