The iron gate fell, blood filled the air, and dozens or hundreds of people were crushed to death in an instant. They were directly crushed into pulp and sank several feet into the ground, completely sealing the passage.
More importantly...it completely blocked the way for the heroes!
"No……"
Many desperate and unwilling roars arose, and countless excited and excited people rushed towards the city gate. They were dumbfounded and stared in disbelief at the iron gate that had completely fallen, as if they were watching their hopes dashed.
The only way for them to escape from "hell" has been closed!
"Where is the King of Heaven? If you can't hold on, don't hold on. Isn't this harmful to others?"
"Made, if you die sooner or later, die now? Is it intentional?! Are you dead or not..."
"We have fallen into a trap. This is King Xiewu's plan..."
"Cao, you told me that you shouldn't come. You deliberately lured us here..."
"The despicable and shameless patron king doesn't want to start a large-scale war in the city, so he deliberately lured us here..."
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In desperation, countless people roared wildly, including curses, questions, speculations and shouts, etc., which vividly demonstrated the complexity of human nature.
Of course, there are also some people who look at the mutilated limbs on the side of the iron gate with complicated eyes. If the purple-faced king Xiongkuo Haiquan knew about it, I wonder how he would react?
Is this a typical example of good intentions leading to bad things?
Trapped countless heroes and heroes into misery!
"Boom, boom, boom..."
The main forces of both sides are fighting, with swords and swords flashing, and strong winds like waves. You can see all kinds of earth-shattering and powerful attacks shining in the mid-air.
Although the iron gate fell, the main force of the heroes did not give up. They still fought and retreated towards the city gate. Because that was their only way out. Now even if they wanted to change direction, it was too late!
Wherever the main battlefield passed, there were loud roars and flying sand and rocks. Whether it was a grand building or an iron floor, they were all collapsed and destroyed by the aftermath of the battle, just like a storm passing through.
The Sui troops swarmed in from all over Yangzhou City and gathered at the city gate here. They were killing in an endless stream, making the heroes even more panicked and desperate.
The difference in combat between the army and Jianghu became apparent at this time.
When it comes to fighting, the Jianghu is naturally much more powerful than the army, but they are scattered and they basically fight on their own. If they can gather together to fight, they have no choice. Rather than gathering together to fight, it is better to say that they retreat in the same direction.
The army, on the other hand, advanced and retreated in an orderly manner, like a piece of iron, with a low average fighting strength, but with spears like a forest, huge shields like spears, and more powerful arrows like rain, causing the heroes to retreat one after another with heavy casualties. Many great monks and heroes in the world,
He also died tragically in a cold shot, which was quite worthless.
Every moment, there were thousands of casualties on both sides, and the scenes were bloody and tragic!
Yang Lin, the patron king who was leading his army to chase down the heroes, looked at the chaotic and bloody city gate in surprise and confusion.
The Sifang City Gate must be the key defensive location of Yang Lin, the patron king. It is heavily guarded and has many strong men, worshipers, forbidden troops, holy guards, etc. placed there. However, it still has some shortcomings against the invincible people.
Basically, Yang Lin has arranged for people to target, kill or contain every famous genius.
For example, the purple-faced king Xiong Kuohai, his appearance was an accident and almost ruined the plan.
"Did King Xie Wu take action?" When Yang Lin looked at the gate tower above the city gate, a man covered in armor suddenly asked in a deep voice.
Yang Lin thought for a while and responded uncertainly: "It should be true that only King Xie Wu personally takes action to crush the purple demon to death!"
The man in armor responded with a complicated tone and said frankly: "I admit that I was suspicious this time and mistakenly blamed King Xie Wu! However, what does King Xie Wu mean now? Do you have any grudges against me? Since he appeared, why can't he hide?"
This person is naturally the "missing" Civil and Military Saint Emperor Yang Guang.
For such an important event, Yang Guang could not safely hide in the city lord's palace, so he followed him into the battle. Of course, it cannot be ruled out that Yang Guang wanted to meet the heroes of the world.
Yang Lin opened his mouth and forced himself to explain to Wu Xin: "Wei Chen is getting someone to contact him. If he really shows up, he should get the information. If he gets the information, King Xie Wu will definitely take action..."
When Yang Lin ordered action due to unexpected incidents, he had already contacted Evil Martial King Wu Xin.
Unfortunately, no one could be found at all.
Having said that, with King Xie Wu's speed, if he really wanted to hide it, no one would be able to find it, and even if he saw it, he wouldn't be able to catch up, so it would be impossible to convey the holy message.
"The time is ripe, let's take action! Although there is a large army deployed outside the city, it is difficult to kill them all in one go. It would be better if they can be wiped out inside the city!"
Yang Guang nodded and said no more, looking at the heroes fighting and retreating with sharp and violent eyes.
"Chi..."
Yang Lin opened his right hand, and a personal guard presented him with his famous weapon...the Fire and Water Imprisoning Dragon Rod. He pulled his left hand to his body, tearing off the outer layer of brocade clothing, revealing the exquisite and gorgeous golden-locked large-leaf chain armor.
Another personal guard presented him with a Jiuzheng Chaoyang Helmet and put it on.
Mighty! Brave!
After many years, Yang Lin, the invincible backer king who has been on the battlefield, returns again!
"boom……"
With the Water Fire Dragon Prison Rod in hand, Yang Lin's momentum exploded. He activated the Tianhu Martial Spirit and directly exploded with the strongest momentum. He clamped his legs and the mount under him shot out like an arrow from a string:
"The tiger slays the dragon!"
The Water and Fire Prisoner Dragon Stick was struck out, and the majestic true energy condensed into the roar of the Heavenly Tiger. The water and fire accompanied by the Dharma Appearance rushed into the group of heroes unstoppably.
Wherever it passed, people were thrown on their backs, their flesh and blood flew, and dozens of people were killed or knocked away on the spot, including many great monks or famous generals.
Continuing to go deeper, with Yang Lin as the leader, and the personal bodyguard Qingtian Qiu Longwei following closely behind, they penetrated deep into the enemy's formation like a broken bamboo, as powerful as the autumn wind sweeping down fallen leaves, and they were invincible.
"Stop him! My third brother can break through the iron gate forcefully..."
Such power made countless heroes tremble with fear and began to collapse. Li Jiancheng was so anxious that he shouted loudly.
"Buddha Palm!"
How many people dare to stop the patron king of the Nine Heavenly Kings?
Dong Gong Zhai's expression changed several times, he rushed out bravely, and with one palm strike, the Buddha Kingdom emerged, with power that could suppress everything.
"Nine stars in a row!"
"The first axe!"
"Great Mercy and Great Mercy Chiba Hand!"
The white-robed Divine Sword King Bodang and the Demon King Cheng Yaojin protected Zhai Rang on the left and right, and followed closely to take action. There were also a dozen monks in cassocks who assisted, basically major monks.
"Ding-ding-dang-dang...boom..."
There was a dense and continuous clanging sound, and nine arrows were shot in succession, constantly weakening the water and fire tiger. The Xuanhua ax fell, causing Yang Lin to stop his momentum, and Zhai Rang's Buddha's palm arrived, blocking the violent bombardment, and almost nothing could be combined.
The enemy's fire and water prisoner dragon stick.
More than a dozen Buddhist masters arrived, and there was an obvious trend of siege and beating.
No matter how strong the patron king is, he can't stop Dong Gong and three other fierce generals and more than a dozen Buddhist monks from attacking him, right?
"Keng..."
The sonorous sound is sweet, and the sword roars into the sky.
A dazzling sword energy tore through the void. The Qianye monk who was the first to be killed was split in half in the air. The bronze body of the Arhat, which was comparable to the indestructible power of Vajra, was as brittle as paper under such sword energy. (Unfinished)
