In the eastern region of Central Continent, in the sky above Dongtian City, the Sword Slave took action directly and used the Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique to directly break through the battle formation composed of thousands of ancient warriors of the Pang clan, and then kill all these thousands of ancient warriors.
No one could have imagined that the Sword Slave could be so powerful, and his swordsmanship had reached an incredible level.
The ancient warriors of the Pang clan had no power to fight back in front of the sword slaves. All the monks who saw this scene were extremely shocked.
The ancient warriors were the Pang clan's trump card, but now it seems that the Pang clan's trump card has been exhausted.
Just when the whole Pang clan was stunned by the outcome of this battle, Nan Batian of Nanzhou took action. The Nanzhou Divine Army directly attacked the Pang clan and launched an attack on the city controlled by the Pang clan.
And the forces of Western Continent soon invaded Central Continent again.
The divine war broke out again. This time, the army of Xizhou was coming fiercely and overwhelmingly. There were figures in the sky and on the ground. These were all god-level warriors launching an attack.
Soon, the Xizhou army attacked ten cities in a row, captured ten cities, controlled an area of tens of thousands of miles, and took root in Central Continent again.
However, Nanzhou's army directly attacked a large city controlled by the Pang tribe. This was a large city with a population of millions, named Nantian City.
This Nantian City is well defended, and you can tell at a glance that it is definitely not an easy task to break through such a city.
Nan Batian led the 100,000 Nanzhou Divine Army and surrounded the entire Nantian City. However, at this time, the strong men of the Pang clan in Nantian City had already activated the city defense formation.
This Nantian City is different from ordinary cities. This city has a population of millions. This is the foundation of Nantian City. If there are not a large number of mortals, how can it support the entire cultivation world?
If this city is lost, then Nan Batian of Nanzhou can march in with his army and directly attack the Pang clan's ancestral land.
Flags were fluttering outside Nantian City, and the sky was full of god-level warriors. These warriors were either thousands or ten thousand people gathered together to form a battle formation. The entire Nantian City area was filled with murderous intent.
"Nan Batian, this bastard..."
Pang Aotian, the lord of Nantian City, climbed onto the tower and looked at the countless Nanzhou warriors in the sky. He couldn't help but change his expression. Although he was not afraid of Nan Batian, the opponent's strength should not be underestimated.
Pang Aotian is an old man, to be precise, he is an elderly fat man with gray hair and a short stature. The ground will shake when he moves around.
At this time, the city-defending divine army in Nantian City was also in action. Groups of soldiers rushed into the air, formed a battle formation, and faced off against the battle formation outside across the city defense formation.
"Pang Fat Pig, come out and surrender. Maybe I will spare your life."
Nan Batian's voice rang out and spread throughout the area, and countless monks heard his voice.
"Nan Batian, don't be arrogant. If you have the ability, come and attack us. But unfortunately, you don't have this chance."
On top of the city tower, Pang Aotian shouted disdainfully.
"Really? Then let me show you how powerful I am."
Nan Batian did not hesitate, and immediately commanded the army to attack the Nantian City in front of him. Suddenly, the Nanzhou army moved outside Nantian City.
"Rumble..."
The powerful divine power surged, and the entire void was as terrifying as if it was about to explode. A stream of destructive divine light rushed out directly from the battle formation and bombarded the protective formation of Nantian City.
The entire protective formation immediately shook, and countless formations emerged in the void, intertwining into mysterious formations.
Nantian City's protective formation was so powerful that it directly blocked the first wave of attacks from the Nanzhou army. However, at this time, the monks in Nantian City were extremely frightened, fearing that Nantian City would be breached.
You know, if Nantian City is breached, nothing will happen to the mortals. Nan Batian will not do stupid things like massacre the city, but the monks are different.
In addition to the monks of the Pang tribe, there are also countless casual cultivators and monks from other races gathered in Nantian City. Once the city is broken, both the casual cultivators and the foreign monks will be the hunting targets of Nan Batian.
Just when Nan Batian was attacking Nan Tian City, Xizhou's army also advanced to a place a hundred miles away from Xi Tian City, and might launch an attack on Xi Tian City at any time.
At this time, in the ancestral land of the Pang clan, the ancestors of the Pang clan were furious. In the ancestral hall, the faces of all the senior officials of the Pang clan were extremely solemn.
"Ancestor, what should we do? That guy Nan Batian is attacking Nantian City. Once the city is defeated, the consequences will be disastrous!"
A middle-aged man suddenly stepped forward and said to the Pang ancestor sitting on the throne.
"Who wants to fight that Nan Batian!"
The old ancestor of the Pang clan glanced at the strong men of the Pang clan in the ancestral hall.
No one from the Pang tribe in the ancestral palace spoke, and no one stood up to ask for a fight. You must know that Nan Batian is a fierce man of his generation. It is absolutely dangerous to face this guy, and he may lose his life at any time.
"Humph! They are all a bunch of trash!"
The ancestors of the Pang tribe are slaves.
All the senior members of the Pang clan in the ancestral hall could not help but lower their heads, not daring to look at their ancestors on the throne.
"Pang Xuan, go and take a walk."
The ancestor of the Pang tribe looked at the white-haired young man standing in a corner of the hall and said nothing.
"he?"
When everyone heard this, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the ancestor did not call him, otherwise, this trip would definitely be a narrow escape!
The ancestor of the Pang clan couldn't help but frown, and everyone's expressions were all in his eyes. When had the Pang clan been so aggrieved, and someone came to kill them? This is simply a shame for the Pang clan.
The white-haired young man said nothing, then turned and walked out of the ancestral hall.
Pang Xuan is a genius among the Pang clan. He became famous at the end of ancient times. He once competed with the quasi-supremes, and more than one quasi-supremes died in his hands.
He is a legend of the Pang clan.
With Pang Xuan taking action, he would be sure of success, but Pang Xuan's opponent was Nan Batian, whose cultivation and combat power were not comparable to those of ordinary quasi-supremes.
Pang Xuan left the ancestral land of the Pang clan and rushed to Nantian City.
At this time, the news of Nan Batian's attack on Nan Tian City had already spread, and countless monks rushed to Nan Tian City. This battle was still very attractive.
As one of the most powerful beings in Nanzhou, Nan Batian's cultivation is so powerful that even the quasi-supreme trembles.
"Rumble..."
The heaven and earth shook, and Nanzhou's army showed extremely powerful combat power. The battle formation composed of Nanzhou's army was running wildly, and rays of divine light rushed out from the battle formation, blasting on the protective formation of Nantian City.
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Nantian City's protective formation is undergoing the most severe test.
On top of the city tower, Pang Aotian still had no plans to take action. The guy outside wanted to attack him, but it was definitely not an easy task.
"Nan Batian, Nanzhou soldiers are nothing more than that, haha..."
Pang Aotian laughed.
"Hey, wait a minute and I won't make you cry."
Nan Batian stared ahead and said coldly, and then he took out a war spear from his body. It was a black war spear, but the aura emanating from it was heart-stopping.
"Whoosh!"
Nan Batian directly activated the black spear in his hand. The next moment, the aura of the Holy Path burst out from the black spear. The black spear turned into a black light and directly collided with the guardian formation.
This time, the layer of divine light formed by the power of the protective formation was finally broken.
"What……"
Seeing this scene, Pang Aotian on the tower couldn't sit still. He directly attacked Nan Batian who had just entered the formation.
"Clang!"
A Fangtian painted halberd directly hit the war spear in Nan Batian's hand. Nan Batian only felt a shock in his hand, and then pain.
But he still firmly grasped the war spear in his hand, and the war spear in his hand was not blown away.
"How can it be……"
Nan Batian couldn't believe that Pang Aotian was so powerful. He was covered in fat, but it didn't affect his movement speed.
"Come again!"
Pang Aotian struck directly with another blow, violent power surged, and the Fang Tian painted halberd in his hand directly hit the long sword in Nan Batian's hand.
This time, half of the sword in Nan Batian's hand was left.
Nan Batian had to retreat. The opponent was simply a god of destruction, and the fighting spirit displayed also gave him a huge headache.
"Aren't you awesome? Why are you so timid now?"
Pang Aotian said sarcastically.
"kill!"
Nan Batian didn't say any more words and went straight to kill him.
The two powerful men fought in the sky above Nantian City. At this time, a large number of soldiers took the opportunity to rush into Nantian City.
Nanzhou's soldiers formed a killing formation and headed directly towards Nantian City to attack and kill. However, the soldiers in Nantian City also came out at this time.
When the soldiers from the two camps met, a battle broke out instantly. The soldiers from the two camps formed a battle formation and collided with each other.
Immediately, figures fell from the sky one after another. In just one sprint, more than a dozen monks died instantly on both sides. This shocked Wang Chen inexplicably.
Countless figures were fighting, and there were constant screams. Nantian City's soldiers seemed to be somewhat defeated by the Nanzhou soldiers, and there were actually signs of retreat.
"Whoever retreats will be killed!"
Pang Aotian's voice reached the ears of every monk in the city.
Countless monks from the Pang tribe were immediately taken aback. Those who wanted to retreat immediately began to attack the Dongzhou warriors fiercely, and they did not dare to give up the idea of retreating.
You must know that what Pang Aotian says always counts, and he has never regretted it. Pang Aotian is also a person who accepts death. If anyone really deserts, he will never let that person go.