Thousands of sword energy, like mountains, completely submerged the phantom of the Confucian scholar, blasted it into pieces, disappeared invisible, and at the same time shrouded Cui Shouxian in it!
Cui Shouxian's eyes widened, with a look of shock and anger, and he roared. The zhenqi around his body suddenly condensed and condensed, making a "clanging" sound like iron, and in an instant, it condensed into a zhenqi armor on the surface of his body. , like substance, exuding golden brilliance.
The thousands of sword energy had arrived at this time, like a hail of bullets, intensively bombarding his Zhenqi armor, but it could only cause slight damage.
Wherever the thousands of sword energy passed through, deep ravines were immediately blasted out on the surrounding ground.
The coalition soldiers following Cui Shouxian were in bad luck at this time.
These sword energy blasts have no effect on Cui Shouxian, but if they hit them, they will be killed immediately!
Many people didn't even say a word before being chopped into two pieces at the waist, or directly exploded into a ball of blood mist!
After this violent storm of sword energy, hundreds of coalition soldiers were killed on the spot, and these were all elites who came to take credit.
Cui Shouxian shouted angrily:
"How dare you, Shuzi!"
He waved the stylus in his hand, writing down the zhenqi glyphs with murderous intent in the void, and slashed towards Ji Yunpeng.
These glyphs are not only transformed by the true energy of the Martial Saint, but also have different sword meanings, which are Cui Shouxian's lifelong skills.
While still in mid-air, these zhenqi glyphs roared like cracking open monuments. Some coalition soldiers in the rear just took a look at these zhenqi glyphs and felt a chill coming from the depths of their souls, and their whole bodies trembled.
It is Cui Shouxian's Martial Saint Dominance - Confucian Saint Dominance!
But he saw Ji Yunpeng gently waving the big banner in his hand, and the 10,000 elite soldiers behind him simultaneously formed a seal with one hand and brandished a sword with the other. Their military looks were solemn, and they formed a killing formation.
Ji Yunpeng's body immediately surged with radiant Qi, which also condensed into a Zhenqi armor on the surface of his body. The long knife in his hand was raised, and countless knife shadows appeared in the void, smashing Cui Shouxian's Zhenqi glyphs.
And he himself was held up by the true energy and suspended in mid-air.
The posture of a martial saint!
Seeing this scene, whether it was the soldiers among the millions of allied troops, the guards and civil and military officials watching the battle on the city wall, or even the three martial saints headed by Cui Shouxian, they all looked horrified.
This Ji Yunpeng was promoted to Martial Saint! ?
Before this was over, the remaining eight generals, including Miao Fengshan and Cai Jiansheng, were also waving their big banners, with tens of thousands of soldiers behind them forming formations and seals at the same time.
The surface of the bodies of these eight people also released golden true energy, which was like a mountain, and condensed into a true energy armor. At the same time, it slowly rose into the air, showing the appearance of a martial saint.
Nine martial saints!
Pei Zhong was stunned when he saw this scene, then turned towards the emperor beside him, bowed to the ground, and said in a trembling voice:
"The Holy One is the Emperor through the ages, I am sincerely convinced!"
No wonder the emperor just said that there was no need for him to personally participate in the battle. It turned out that his subordinates had already trained nine martial saints!
One Martial Saint is enough to change a dynasty, and nine Martial Saints are enough to form an iron-clad empire that lasts for tens of thousands of years!
Yuan Chengtao took a deep breath, kneeled down with the remaining civil and military officials, and shouted loudly:
"How virtuous and capable I am, with such a sage and wise monarch! Long live my emperor!"
The candidates and students who were watching the battle naturally understood what the nine martial saints meant. At this time, they all knelt on the city wall, their blood was surging, and they shouted long live the mountain.
Li Yun smiled faintly, waved his hand and said:
"Don't make a fuss, be the little girl you are, get up and watch the fight."
In the battlefield at this time, millions of soldiers on the coalition side saw the nine Martial Saints suspended in mid-air in front of them, and they instantly fell into chaos.
Originally, no matter how many times the Shangzhi Army of the guards under the pseudo-emperor Li Yun won, these coalition soldiers would never really panic. After all, they still had three Martial Saints standing guard.
But now seeing the appearance of nine martial saints from the other side, with nine silhouettes suspended in mid-air like nine gods descending to earth, these coalition soldiers were really panicked.
For the first time, many people thought they might fail.
For a time, the formation of a million coalition troops that was rushing forward frantically to grab the credit became much messier, and many people retreated a lot on the spot.
Cui Shouxian, Shi Tian, and Dao Yan looked at the nine martial saints suspended in mid-air in front of them, with gloomy expressions on their faces, and said solemnly:
"Borrowing the army to gather energy? It is indeed a brilliant formation..."
At this time, the three of them naturally understood that the reason why Ji Yunpeng and others were able to rise in the air and possess the power of the Martial Saints was because of the power drawn from the tens of thousands of elite soldiers behind them.
It was an indescribable aura, but it obviously came from those ten thousand elite soldiers!
Dao Yan on the side shook his head and said angrily:
"Nonsense! Nonsense! Who told you to do this? Wouldn't it be much easier to become a Martial Saint in this way? Isn't this just like cheating!?"
"Are you doing this worthy of those warriors who are practicing hard in the world? The way of martial arts is to be down-to-earth, not opportunistic like you! It is simply a shame for warriors!"
Shi Tian on the side also shook his head slightly and said:
"Condensing Qi with the help of military power is ultimately relying on external objects. You guys can't go far like this... What's the difference between this and taking elixirs to increase your true strength? I see that it's not easy for you to cultivate, so I will hand over this trouble to the world now. My military training method can forgive your sins and even allow you to enter Shaolin to practice, how about it?"
Cui Shouxian narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly:
"You are taking advantage of this military spirit, and you are still far from being a true martial saint like us! This military formation of ten thousand people is your weak point. You cannot stay away from this military formation at all. I only need to destroy these soldiers. I can destroy you!"
As he spoke, he swung the stylus in his hand suddenly, and zhenqi glyphs suddenly appeared in the void, carrying various negative effects and blasting towards the soldiers behind Ji Yunpeng and others.
Shitian also loudly announced the name of the Buddha:
"The sea of suffering is boundless and we can finally reach the shore!"
The muscles of his arms swelled and became several times thicker. He held a huge Zen staff that was one foot long. He suddenly hit the ground in mid-air, and immediately brought strange energy fluctuations towards the soldiers in the front.
Dao Yan remained silent, waving the long sword in his hand, drawing a yin and yang shape in the void, releasing countless sword energy and blasting towards the military formation behind the nine martial saints.
In their opinion, Ji Yunpeng and the other nine people were all artificial martial saints, like puppets that could not move much.
As long as their military formation is destroyed, these clay warrior saints will naturally be defeated.
At this moment, Ji Yunpeng and others moved their hands, and the thick steel artillery on the ground was caught in their hands.
These steel artillery pieces are like firecrackers and spears in the palms of the nine martial saints with bulging muscles all over their bodies.
Ji Yunpeng pointed the cannon in his hand at Cui Shouxian in front of him and sneered:
"Times have changed."
As soon as the words fell, the cannons in the hands of the nine people lit up at the same time and blasted towards the three Martial Saints.
Their true energy actually exploded at the same time as the gunpowder in the artillery, causing the shells that burst out of the barrel to reach incredible speeds!
(End of chapter)
