Eight hundred and seventieth chapter siege
Fang Xingjian narrowed his eyes and said, "I was seriously injured? What's going on?"
The Golden Witch King explained: "The six saint generals of the Iron Lion King's Court surrounded the Buluo City and enclosed the entire city with magic circles. After the Black Witch King entered the formation, he was first besieged by the six saint generals. Although they were well prepared, the Black Witch King still gained the upper hand by relying on the clone of the Black Magic.
After killing a holy general, the remaining five holy generals on the grassland rushed to support, and the Holy Fire Pope also came to the battlefield alone, while his three god-level powerful men blocked Tyrant and the others."
"There are sieges of eleven god-level powerful men, including the King of the Goshawk Zuo Xian Wang and the Pope of the Holy Fire Sect, who are masters of the fifth level of the god-level.
The Black Witch King had a little difficulty in dealing with it, but he could still maintain an invincible situation.
However, in the end, the Tianliu King on the grassland attacked from a distance, severely injured the Black Witch King. The Witch King suffered heavy damage and had to escape."
Fang Xingjian snorted coldly: "Twelve people besieged one? They are really determined to deal with me. What after?"
King Jin Wuwang continued: "The four zodiacs of Sha Kingdom, the ten remaining ten, and a total of fourteen god-level masters took the imperial capital. Fortunately, there was a large formation left by the national master, and they had not yet captured it."
For the grassland and the Sha Kingdom, the severe damage to Fang Xingjian was already half taken down. As long as the imperial capital was captured and all the strong ones were killed, the empire would be dead in name only, and it would be a matter of time before it would be occupied.
"There is another thing. In order not to reveal one's identity, the Black Witch King pretended to be you and went to the war..."
After hearing this, Fang Xingjian had already understood. I am afraid that the entire empire now thinks he was defeated by the joint efforts of the grassland and the Sha Kingdom.
You should know that the establishment of the entire empire mainly relies on his personal force and authority. Now everyone thinks that he has been defeated and is blocked in the imperial capital and besieged, the eight states of the empire may collapse one by one.
One by one, one thought flashed through my mind like lightning. The next moment, Fang Xingjian had already flashed and disappeared.
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The imperial capital, at this time, the newly built capital of the empire seemed to have suffered a great disaster, giving people a feeling of storm.
A total of fourteen god-level powerful men stood above the imperial capital, and the surging martial arts will each emitted different lights, turning into giant shadows like mountains surrounding the imperial capital.
The Goshawk Zuo Xianwang said coldly: "I didn't expect such a large formation was set up in this imperial capital."
Before Fang Xingjian left, he set up the Zhuxian Sword Formation in the imperial capital. Because he temporarily set up the formation, the power contained in the formation was not strong, but it condensed the sword intent of Fang Xingjian and had powerful illusion ability.
Since they arrived at the imperial capital, fourteen powerful men including the Goshawk Zuo Xianwang broke into the imperial capital together. The first time they saw that the imperial capital was continuously destroyed by them, countless powerful men in the imperial capital were strangled one by one if they resisted.
After that, they planned to leave the imperial capital and call someone to come and take over.
But after leaving the imperial capital, they found that they saw illusions, because after they left, they found that all the things they took from the imperial capital had disappeared. This was because they escaped from the extreme distance of the illusion array, so the effect of the illusion was also interrupted.
After a few more tests, it was only after they truly confirmed that the entire capital was wrapped in a large formation that produced illusions. This was also because Fang Xingjian was not there and the Zhuxian Sword Formation was not controlled by him, so the operation of the illusion technique had many flaws, so they noticed it one by one.
But after returning to the imperial capital, what they saw was still ruins.
King Zuo Xian looked at the city under his feet and shouted, "Fang Xingjian, have you not surrendered yet? This time, my royal court and Shaguo united, and all the troops headed south, is already the general trend.
Now you are seriously injured by us, and the entire Beize, Beibing, Dongsha, and Nanjiang are all in my hands. What's the point of you huddling in this formation?"
The Fourth Prince, Tyrant and many other strong men stood together, their faces solemn. Their god-level strong men immediately retreated to the imperial capital after the Black Witch King was defeated and opened the Zhuxian Sword Formation to resist their opponents.
On the other side, countless ministers stood together and panicked: "Has Fang Xingjian lost?"
"How is it possible? Fang Xingjian defeated Alexander and was the number one divine sword in the empire."
"So what if the empire is the first? You don't look at the fact that the royal court and the Sha Kingdom have joined forces, and there are a total of fourteen gods. What's more, the Left King on the grassland and the Holy Fire Pope in the desert are all not as weak as Alexander."
"I'll just say it, I'll just say it, just ask for peace earlier."
"Surrender, so many god-level powerful men, we will die once they hit in."
"Yes, go find the fourth prince and ask them to surrender. Fang Xingjian lost, why should we be buried with us?"
The momentum of the fourteen god-level powerful men was too powerful, and they were covered in such a vast expanse of things. The imperial capital was almost unstoppable, and countless civilians, officials, and title-given knights all looked desperate.
Even the president of the Knights Association, who was originally very confident in Fang Xingjian, looked frightened at this moment.
"How is it possible? Even Fang Xingjian failed?"
"Is the Iron Lion King Court, the eleven Holy Generals, so strong?"
"Four god-level powerhouses join forces, who else in the world can compete?"
The fourth prince breathed a sigh of confusion, his face showed a confused look. The fourteen martial wills in the sky collided with each other, blending with each other, and occasionally rolling up hurricanes.
Each of them is not inferior to him. Fourteen people pressed down together, making people unable to feel the slightest resistance in their hearts.
Lilia stared at the many god-level powerhouses in the sky with hatred, but her heart was constantly worried: "What's going on with the teacher?"
Prince Philip's face was pale and he was seriously injured if he didn't fall to the city to fight. Now he can't exert 30% of his combat power.
His son Richard and his granddaughter hid behind him. They were both brought out by the Black Witch King and Philip after the defeat of the Black Witch King.
Sally's eyes were full of fear: "Will they kill us all?"
Richard's face was gloomy, his eyes were full of regret, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Father, you were wrong. I said I went to the Holy See for the Rescue. Why didn't you listen to me?"
In the north of the imperial capital, the eldest prince looked at the fourteen figures in the sky and laughed: "Fang Xingjian, do you have today too? Kill, kill, wipe the entire city from the map."
In the sky, the Pope of the Holy Fire Cult looked at the city under his feet coldly and said hatefully in his heart: "Fang Xingjian, as long as you dare to come out and stop us from destroying this city, you will be dead.
These are all debts you signed in the desert. When you get involved in my Holy Fire Sect, you will be destined to have such a day.’
King Zuo Xian ordered in the information flow: "Take a move, everyone."
The next moment, fourteen extremely powerful forces in the sky merged into one, and colorful lights gathered together, emitting heart-wrenching fluctuations, pressing down on the ground little by little.
Zuo Xianwang said coldly: "Fang Xingjian, do you think we can't do anything about a illusion array? Since you don't want to come out, we will razor the entire state land to the ground."
Looking at the light that fell from the sky and pressed towards the ground little by little, everyone felt a chill on their backs and an irresistible sense of powerlessness rose in their hearts.
The fourth prince, Tyrant, Blue Moon, Blue Holy Moon, and the ancestor of the stars took action. The light of sword energy and martial arts will soared into the sky and hit the attacks of Zuo Xianwang and others.
But just like a mantis arm was used to hit a chariot, the combined power of the fourteen god-level powerhouses crushed all the counterattacks, and they still fell to the earth unswervingly.
Seeing this scene, everyone in the imperial capital became even more desperate. Everyone realized that the scene in front of them was probably the last scene in their lives.
At this moment, a figure suddenly flashed in front of the imperial capital, shook his head and looked at the sky, and looked at the power of the fourteen people joining forces.
Chapter completed!