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Chapter 132: Don't care

The original sound of fighting that was shocking was as if it had been directly slammed.

The clouds rolled in the sky, the branches and leaves on the ground were rolling, and only the sound of the strong wind blowing the canvas was left in my ears.

All the heavenly soldiers held their breath and retreated, even the heavenly generals were the same.

As for those demons, they were even trembling.

As the wind and clouds changed, spiritual power visible to the naked eye gathered on his body, and the fluorescent light illuminated the handsome but frosty face.

Three eyes, three pointed and two-edged swords, and the heroic spirit between the eyebrows is revealed. The name of the Saint Erlang Zhenjun is unknown to everyone in the world?

I saw Yang Jian landing on the wind and standing steadily. His eyes were as light as water, and the military formation seemed empty in his eyes.

All the soldiers swallowed dryly.

After brushing his sleeves, Yang Jian reached out and pulled up the three-pointed two-edged knife that had already absorbed all the flesh and blood, nodded at Yuechao, who had just landed on the deck, and walked towards Yang Chan.

The movement was very light and slow, as slow as a mortal, as slow as everyone and all monsters, and had enough time to taste the fear in it.

All eyes gathered on him, blinking his eyes, and he didn't dare to show his vigor.

After bowing down, Yang Jian reached out to pull down Yang Chan's vein, then he stood up with a smile and paused!

Suddenly, without the general's order, the originally fierce Tianhe naval army retreated in panic and formed a defensive formation like a stray dog.

In front of Yang Jian, could they still want to attack?

"Yang...How come Yang Jian is here?" The leader of the heavenly general widened his eyes and said with trembling.

That breathing was a rapid pace that never happened before.

The heavenly soldiers holding the crossbow pulled Manxuan at Yang Jian.

Yang Jian just stood in the wind, letting the snow-like moonlight fall on his body, still looking like frost, not moving at all, ignoring it.

"The one on the deck... seems to be Yang Chan..." A soldier carefully reminded the general.

"What... Yang... Chan?" The eyes of the day were almost falling off. He took a deep breath and plucked up the courage to shout: "Erlang Shen! This is not your business! If you dare to protect the monster... he... we will report to the Jade Emperor in the future to cure... you are the crime of colluding with the enemy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Erlang Shen raised his mouth slightly and slowly turned around, still saying nothing, but his three eyes widened towards that day at the same time.

With this glaring, his heart almost jumped out that day. He, who had experienced countless wars for a while, shouted in shock.

The corners of his eyes twitched, and he covered his chest and retreated step by step: "Retreat...ret!"

"General, we just retreated?"

"Didn't you hear it? I said retreat!"

The formation immediately dispersed, and all the heavenly soldiers quickly rushed towards the warships. Then, the two panicked warships ran away and disappeared.

Looking at the two ships that had escaped into the clouds, Yuechao breathed a sigh of relief and bowed respectfully: "My younger generation, Yuechao, have seen the true Lord of the Saint Erlang."

Yang Jian also replied respectfully: "The gift is so heavy. Since the sister of the sacrificial moon, she has become your junior sister under the gate of the Sanxing Cave of Xiyue, Yang Jian cannot bear this inflated seniority."

This Yang Erlang is still as elegant as usual.

After sighing faintly, Yue Chao said, "I have a heartless request. I hope that the Lord of the Saint Erlang will help you. He will repay his kindness every day, and he will die."

"Speaking."

"My uncle Sun is still in danger now. If I can get help from the True Lord, I will definitely be able to solve the problem..."

Before he finished speaking, Yue Chao saw Yang Jian bowing and saying, "Yang Jian should not care about the matter between the Heavenly Court and the Demons, and he cannot care about it. If he cares, he will probably harm many people. Yang Jian had arrived a little while ago, and the cause and effect of the matter was roughly clear. The reason why he was reluctant to take action was just because if Yang Jian helped him and helped him, it would be a bigger problem. In the end, he couldn't tell whether to help him or harm him. Today, he took action in a hurry, which was a breach. Please forgive me, brother."

After saying this, Yuechao is not inconvenient to say more.

"It seems that we have to depend on the fate of the master. No matter what, with Yang Jian here, this branch is considered safe."

He thought.

...

On the front battlefield, the two thousand demons, known as elite, also encountered unprecedented difficulties.

The Tianhe Navy, which was rushing to attack, quickly changed its strategy after the first round of fire attack failed. Fifteen warships were divided into fifteen squads to move back and forth around the demons, using the advantages of speed and long-range shooting to continuously consume the demons' will.

The demons could only use the heavy shield of the Black Turtle to build a shield wall to resist the attack of arrows. Unfortunately, this shield wall can only resist arrows, but cannot resist the more powerful crossbows directly from the warships.

Each crossbow bombardment was directly knocked down by a bloody mark in the demons' military formation, and at least five demons died.

After each attack, these demons had no time to cry and had to step on their comrades' bodies to fill the position of the shield formation, because once they were slower, the wandering heavenly soldiers would use their arrows to tear the gap even bigger, causing more casualties and injuries.

The arrows they shot through the gaps in the shield array faced the extremely mobile Tianjun, and then deducted the lower-most reduction of holdings or even the rejection array condensed by the heavenly generals, with little effect.

Apart from some of the bird demons sent to escort the warships and protect the small demons in the Concentration Realm, they had already lost all their losses. Even the remaining ones did not dare to show up at this time.

As for the spiritual power cable that scared away the Xuan Turtle's tribe, it was also useless in front of these Tianhe Water Armies.

It can be said that it is only a matter of time before the demons are defeated.

"This time it's really over." The lion spirit stood on the side of the monkey with a wry smile: "However, we have done unprecedentedly well. None of us has a demon king in the God Transformation Realm, but we have eaten a wave of heavenly troops with two God Transformation Realm generals and repelled a wave of heavenly troops with three God Transformation Realm generals. Even if we die here, we will not lose. Hahahaha."

Looking up at the Tianjun running back and forth in the sky, the monkey's face was extremely hard to see.

The elite of these Tianhe Navy Army is not like the soldiers of the Nantianmen who stay in the military camp all day long. Their combat experience is unimaginable.

Even if you fight the Demon King, it will not be once or twice.

But is this his expected enemy?

Through Yang Chan, the monkey obtained detailed information about the Nantianmen Xuan Turtle Division that was attacked, but knew nothing about the information about the Tianhe Water Army.

The Nantian Gate is the gate of the Heavenly Court. Who would attack in that kind of place? It is an attack. How can you break through the magic circle outside the Nantian Gate without overwhelming strength? From a certain perspective, the defenders of the Nantian Gate are more comfortable than the logistics soldiers in the rear.

From the beginning, he knew that the army was disciplined and had almost never fought in real battles, and he also knew that sneak attacks could achieve miraculous results.

As the saying goes, "If you are stunned, you are afraid of being arrogant, and if you are arrogant, you are afraid of being desperate." As long as they dare to fight, the young master army of the Xuan Turtle tribe will definitely not have the courage to fight to the decisive battle.

But he missed it.

Just as the Black Turtle Team did not expect that the repeated homework would hit the steel plate for so many years, the monkey also did not expect that this Tianhe water army would emerge when encountering internal disputes in the Heavenly Court.

The unlucky thing is that this Tianhe naval army now seems to have changed its original intention of disrupting the situation and directly participated in the war.

From the time he encountered the body of the scout who was not carrying a sign, he realized the existence of this army. But when he reached that point, what else could he do besides continuing to move forward?

"After all, I lost." Blinking his blood-covered eyes, the old giant sighed long: "If we are finished here, we will never be able to escape except those on the two warships."

"Escape? Haha, it's hard to escape from the two warships. The evil dragon's magic will be solved for nine geniuses. In nine days, it's enough for the Tianjun to recover them several times!" The tiger spirit replied expressionlessly.

At this moment, an extremely pessimistic mood was already spreading in the team. The difference was that because of the effect of alcohol, this pessimistic mood did not hit the morale of the team, but instead made the monsters look even more crazy.

The hysterical howling like beasts filled every corner, even overwhelming the sound of war drums of the Heavenly Army.

Unfortunately, the roar that shook the world sounded from the battle formation that splashed blood and flesh, and in the end it was just adding some tragic color to the battle.

The two thousand demons have almost no casualties until the beginning of the battle, but the casualties on their own have already exceeded 500.

Beads of sweat as big as beans slid down from their foreheads, and their hands holding the Xingyun Stick were trembling.

"Maybe, there is still a glimmer of hope." The monkey said, looking up at the Tianjun who was traveling back and forth in the sky with bloodshot eyes.
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