Zhou Ping had never seen a person like Lu Ye. He looked only in his early twenties, but the ravines and various insights in his heart were the only ones he had seen in his life. It can be said that if it were not for Lu Ye's guidance, Ding'an would not have been able to settle down quickly after the city lord died.
At the same time, he also had something very curious about...
After hesitating for a long time, Zhou Ping couldn't contain his doubts: "Can you tell me about your cultivation?"
"Eight orifices!" Lu Ye looked up at him. There was nothing that could not be said.
As they escorted Yao Nuan and others along the way, all the inferior spirit stones found in Dafeng Mountain were consumed and a lot of food was eaten on the way. So in just a few days, Lu Ye had already opened to the eight orifices and was now heading towards the ninth orifices.
"Eight Orifices..." Zhou Ping was shocked. He thought Lu Ye's cultivation would be higher, but he didn't expect that he would be the same as the dead city lord.
But with the same cultivation level, why did the former city lord look like a little chicken in front of Lu Ye? He had no power to fight back at all.
"No need to be confused." Lu Ye saw what he was thinking, "Sometimes the level of cultivation does not mean everything."
"Then..." Zhou Ping was about to ask what could determine the strength of his strength. Suddenly, a soldier rushed over, knelt on one knee, holding a secret letter in both hands: "City Lord, the scout team has a message!"
Zhou Ping turned his head suddenly, quickly picked up the secret letter, opened it and investigated, and his face became solemn.
"Is the black scarf coming?" Lu Yewen.
Zhou Ping nodded: "Yes, half an hour ago, it was already fifty miles away. It was coming in a fierce and large number, but it seemed that it was just a vanguard army."
Lu Ye waved his hand and said, "Go, I will take action at that time." Another batch of Shura Seals delivered to his door came.
With him supporting him, Zhou Ping'an felt much more at ease. He held his fists and left quickly. Obviously, he had to make some arrangements. Although Lu Ye had shown extremely strong personal strength before, this time it was not a small fight, but a large army was approaching. Naturally, he could not place the safety of the entire city on Lu Ye alone.
After all, sometimes human power is poor, if Lu Ye can't stop it, if he wants to defend the city, he has to rely on the power of the entire city.
Zhou Ping left Lu Ye while continuing to refine the inferior spirit stones in his hand, he checked his own cultivation progress.
These inferior spirit stones were found from the warehouse of Ding'an City. In such a large city, there are naturally some spirit stone reserves.
Although he has a talent tree and refines quickly, the spiritual power reserved in these spirit stones is really thin, so he still needs to accumulate it if he wants to open the nine orifices.
It seems that there is no time...
There was a sound of gold ringing and gongs ringing outside, and soldiers shouted loudly to attack the black scarf, so that the people could take shelter.
The whole Ding'an was in an instant.
Half a day later, many figures stood on the ten-foot-high city wall, and the city gates in this direction had long been closed.
Not only were the original soldiers who participated in the defense of the city, but also some practitioners who came to help the battle spontaneously. However, most of them were not very good at cultivation. Whether they were soldiers or practitioners, they all looked nervous and frightened at this moment.
This is also the normal reaction of most people, after all, the black scarf is too infamous.
There was dust and smoke coming from afar, fierce and powerful.
After a moment, it swept across three miles outside the city. When the dust dissipated, the scene that was imprinted into the eyes of the crowd made people's hearts tight.
A military formation of at least thousands of people slowly emerged. They were all wearing black scarves. The leader was riding a tall horse, burly, wearing exquisite armor, holding a spear, and raised its upper body high, making a sigh of relief. The man was on the horse, looking coldly at the people on the city wall.
Behind him was a flag-carrying soldier holding a black flag. A large square character on the flag was blood-red, as if written in blood.
"The black scarf is here, the black scarf is here!"
"Oh my god!"
"It's the ogre cube!"
There was a sudden commotion on the city wall. Although Ding'an had already prepared for the black scarf to invade, when this scene really came, looking at the thousand-man army formation below still made many timid people frightened and uneasy.
Especially the one who came here was the most notorious among the Black Turbans. The leading general Fang Kuang was even more notorious. He liked to be a man the most, especially the childish heart, and the upright side was not upright. Many people in this vanguard army had such a habit.
In the past, many people were killed and shared by this team after being eaten by the black scarf.
It is hard to imagine what the outcome would be if the people in the city could not be kept safe.
Zhou Ping also had a serious expression. He didn't expect that the first person to arrive here on the Black Turban was Fangqu. It was obvious that Lu Ye had killed the Black Turban scouts before and angered the other party.
The horse went back and forth, and Fang Kuang on the horse's back shouted: "Where is the Lord of Ding'an?"
In Sanli, it is difficult for ordinary people to hear the voices of ordinary people, but Fangkuan's voice did not attenuate at all, and it was directly heard into everyone's ears, which was deafening. This made many people's faces pale, and they obviously realized Fangkuan's powerful strength.
"Zhou Ping is here!" Zhou Ping responded at the top of the city gate.
Fang Kuang looked a little confused: "Why did you Ding'an change the city lord?" He remembered that the city lord of Ding'an City was a fat man, but it was not his business. He raised the spear in his hand and pointed at Zhou Ping from a distance: "You are so brave. You dare to kill my Black Scarlet Soldier. You can only open the city gate within one hour. Otherwise, after the headquarters is forcibly broken, Ding'an will slaughter you all over the city, so that you can't live without a single living!"
Zhou Ping was sweating his palms, and naturally knew that the situation was not just a joke, but he also knew that the two armies were in a fight, and his morale could not be weak, especially when he was the city lord. At this moment, countless people regarded him as the backbone and immediately snorted coldly: "The black scarf is such a big tone. Since that's the case, I will give you an hour, where to come from and where to get back, and don't cause Wuwang's disaster."
"Wuwang disaster!" Fang Kuang glared at his eyes, and then laughed: "It's really a long time since I heard such a funny joke. I want to see what kind of Wuwang disaster is. As a reward for winning me like... I will change it to an incense stick in one hour. After one incense stick, don't mislead yourself!"
Zhou Ping's face changed.
"Open the door!"
"Open the door!"
"Open the door!"
At this moment, the vanguard behind him shouted in unison, supplemented by swords and shields, which was really magnificent, which made the wind and clouds change their color.
"Squeak..." a heavy voice rang.
On the city wall, Zhou Ping's face changed: "Who opened the door?"
The voice just now was clearly the movement of someone opening the city gate, which made him feel incredible, because he had clearly ordered that the city gate should not be opened no matter what happened. Ding'an City's overall strength was not strong. Only by defending with all his strength can he block the attack of the Black Turban. Opening the city gate is equivalent to seeking death!
"The city lord doesn't need to panic, it's the young master's door." A panting voice came. Zhou Ping turned his head and saw that Yao Nuan was rushing over, obviously following Lu Ye's order, and came to tell Zhou Ping specifically.
Zhou Ping's heart moved when he heard this, and he hurried to the city wall and looked down.
Dada dada... The sound sounded, and he saw Lu Ye riding the dark horse, resisting a thick spear, and walking out of the city gate.
Behind him, the newly opened city gate was closed quickly.
"Sir, this is..." Zhou Ping's face was solemn. It is undeniable that Lu Ye's personal strength is very strong, which is as powerful as he had never thought before, but it was just eight-point cultivation. How could he have a good end to fight against the Black Turban Army alone?
And Zhou Ping vaguely heard Lu Ye muttering something at this moment, but Lu Ye's voice was too small and he couldn't hear it clearly.
Lu Ye rode out on a horse, his eyes shining, but his face was a little sad.
How can we eat so many Shura Seals?
If a team of thousands of people can kill them, they can really become fat in one bite. Just count as each bandit army has two thousand Shura Seals, which is as much as two million. Moreover, not every bandit army is only worth two thousand Shura Seals. In the case of the leader, it is worth nearly ten thousand Shura Seals...
If he could really kill them all, I wouldn't dare to say that there would be more than that. There would definitely be two million and five hundred thousand Shura Seals, but he was alone and wanted to kill so many bandits, which was obviously impossible. Others could escape by fighting.
The dark horse under him moved forward anxiously, and it obviously noticed the dangerous aura.
Fang Kuang narrowed his eyes and looked a little surprised. In this world, it is rare to see people who dare to come alone in the black scarf. Last time, one of them was shot to death by arrows.
Another one appeared today.
However, in the end, I vaguely felt that the one I saw today was different from the one I last time, and my expression was too indifferent.
"Who is coming?" Fang Kuang shouted angrily.
Lu Ye said nothing and still resisted the spear, but with the urging of spiritual power, the speed of the dark horse slowly increased, from slow walking to trotting, and after just a few breaths, he ran forward.
"Bow!" Fang Kuang sneered and raised his hand to yell.
In the military formation, the archers immediately took three steps forward, bent their bows and arrows, and opened the full moon.
"Let me go!" But Kuang's big hand fell down.
"Swish swish swish swish..." The sound of breaking through the air sounded, and all the arrows slid out of a arc and formed a ball in the air. From a distance, it looked like a nest of hornets.
The arrows fell and were covering the area where Lu Ye was located.
These archers in the Black Turban are all experienced. It is difficult for ordinary people to avoid such a rain of arrows.
However, at this moment, the dark horse under Lu Ye suddenly accelerated and rushed forward for more than ten feet, instantly avoiding the area where the rain of arrows was the most dense. A few of the ones that had not been avoided were also swept down by Lu Ye's gun.
This round of volley shot failed to hurt him at all.
"Oh?" Fang Kuang's eyes lit up. Although he knew that Lu Ye must have the cultivation level, it was really unexpected that he could do this level.
"Zhao Yuwen." Fang Kuang shouted.
"The last one will be there." As soon as he rode forward, the man immediately clasped his fists.
"Go and try him!"
"Yes!" Zhao Yuwen took the order, tightened the reins, turned the horse's head to meet Lu Ye, and quickly got closer to each other.
Zhao Yuwen pulled out two big axes from behind and shouted: "Boy, come on your life!"
The two horses passed by, both of them were constantly in shape.
Fangkuan's face suddenly became gloomy.
Behind Lu Ye, Zhao Yuwen fell from the horse's back, and a pile of bright red blood stained the earth.