Chapter 3389 The army arrives and the operation begins
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The Xiaoyue Sect set out six days ago to rush to Ba Kong City. It was supposed to be a seven-day journey by land and airship. However, after the news that Huang Tianjue was targeted in the city lord's palace came out, Xiaoyue's army could no longer hold back.
Feng Jueyu led Xiao Yuehe, Nie Renkuang, and Xiang Potian, the three elders, to arrive first, and then fifty land-based airships arrived one after another. When the sky was filled with the Xiaoyue flag, the land-based airships were
, and suddenly a huge number of monks flew out in a steady stream.
In the time it took half a stick of incense, all the disciples of Xiaoyue Sect flew out of the land flying boat. Each of them was equipped with a personal flying sword and magic weapon, and the colorful treasures and magic weapons were lined up outside the west gate of Overlord City with murderous intent.
Formation, for a time, the wind was gone, the white clouds fell, countless heads were gathered, with overwhelming murderous intent, fiercely permeating the entire Overlord City, both inside and outside the city, whether they were strong men from the hostile camp or those who came after hearing the news
As spectators suddenly saw such a formation, their hearts beat faster.
"Good fellow, these people are all disciples of Xiaoyue Sect? It's not like I have never been to Xiaoyue Sect. In recent decades, I have been there many times when various sects communicated. How can the disciples of Xiaoyue Sect be like this?
As powerful as that?"
The local monks from Lingzhou who came outside the city after hearing the news suddenly saw Xiaoyue's army with their swords drawn and murderous. They were all shocked and dumbfounded by this scene.
"Yes, I have also seen the disciples of Xiaoyue Sect. If Madam Hongxing has trained hundreds of thousands of elites over the years, it is understandable, but how can I see that every one of these hundreds of thousands of troops has experienced hundreds of battles?
Like? No, these people are all very strong in cultivation, they are not the so-called registered disciples or outer disciples on Xiaoyue Mountain at all!"
Outside Ba Kong City, there were clear lines and groups of cultivators surging. Every one of Xiaoyue's disciples was covered in extremely strong murderous aura, which could not be concealed at any cost.
Besides, Feng Jueyu didn't want to let Xiao Yue's disciples hide his feelings.
Just like Madam Hongxing’s prophetic words, Xiaoyue and Shenglong will have a war in the future since they fight at Cangming Mountain. Since the war is inevitable, Xiaoyue and Shenglong will only have one Tianzong alive in the end.
Jiujie Mountain.
One side will fall.
But this time, Feng Jueyu transferred exactly 460,000 disciples from the outer sect, inner sect, and six halls of the Moro Underground Ancient City. In addition, the outer sect of the Tianluo Sword Sect was close to
Forty thousand people make up this half million army. The reason for this is that Feng Jueyu wants the monks in Lingzhou and even the entire Qixia Realm to witness with their own eyes what a behemoth the Xiaoyue Sect is that cannot be provoked.
The disciples of the Moro Underground Ancient City are completely different from the superficial inner and outer disciples on Xiaoyue Mountain. They are in the Moro Underground Ancient City and each has their own way of cultivation. For example, the inner disciples of the outer sect are around the ancient city.
In the Eight Ponds, there are a large number of cultivation formations that can be used to improve strength day and night, and the cultivation base will increase day by day; for another example, the inner disciples belong to the Eighteen True Towers. The so-called Eighteen True Towers are the buildings of the Eighteen True Traditions.
, each tower has specific formations to help, or practice mystical arts, or practice spiritual arts, or specialize in cultivating masters of physical arts, spiritual arts, and mystical arts. They practice hard day and night. Relatively speaking, the inner disciples can obtain
The cultivation help is much more than that of outside disciples.
As for the Sixth Hall, which is directly under the core of Xiaoyue's elite, they are the lucky ones who can practice in the Golden Sky Tower at ten times the speed of outside time. They are directly led by the master of the Sixth Hall and are supervised by the elders in the sect. They are lucky.
At that time, he could be directly supervised by the Second Division Nie and Xiang. How could he not be strong?
Thirty percent of the training resources used by the three major disciple camps of the outer, inner, and core disciples under this ancient city come from the income from Ba Kong City and the heavenly materials and earthly treasures obtained by Xiaoyue Sect from the mineral veins and spiritual veins in various places in Lingzhou.
Cheng and above, all come from Tianfang in the world of chaos.
At this moment, among the many powerful people in Overlord City, most people actually don’t know what Tianfang exists, but if they are allowed to go to the chaotic world, they will definitely know that in the chaotic world, Tianfang is the largest trading workshop.
City, a huge conglomerate that is truly as wealthy as the country.
With so many advantages, how can Xiaoyue's disciples not be strong? However, Madam Hongxing has always hidden them too deeply, so deep that even Xiaoyue Mountain has very few non-staff disciples who cannot enter the core of the sect.
Some people know the existence of the ancient underground city of Moro, so they cannot know that there are actually a huge number of top masters hidden in that ancient city.
In fact, the disciples in the ancient underground city of Moro are all elite heroes specially trained by Madam Hongxing so that Feng Jueyu can compete with Mo Ling in the future. Even now, the value of their existence is still the original intention, but Mo Ling
After using Feng Jueyu as a substitute and throwing it away in Paradise, his whereabouts are unclear. There is no sign of encounter yet, but Mrs. Hongxing still protects the disciples in the ancient city very well, and plans to use them as divine weapons from heaven in the future.
Shenglong Mountain is the great enemy of Xiaoyue Sect. Duan Feihuang worked hard to manage Qizhou for decades, which caused the Tianluo Rebellion. Only then did Feng Jueyu and Mrs. Hongxing have no choice but to make Xiaoyue Sect truly
The backbone of the army has emerged in the world. Now that we have made this decision to let half a million disciples show up, it cannot be wasted. Therefore, Feng Jueyu had already planned this battle, so he did not have to make a big splash and start it.
The tone of the name.
The so-called divine soldiers descended from the sky, and Xiaoyue must dominate one side from now on.
This is Feng Jueyu’s original intention.
High in the sky, there were too many masters who had only seen Xiaoyue's disciples who had only seen Xiaoyue Mountain as the facade. When they saw the military formation of 500,000 people, none of them were stunned by its majestic momentum. They couldn't understand it and felt in their hearts.
It is incomprehensible, and it is precisely for this reason that the mighty and huge team appears to be even more invincible.
In just a few breaths, the monks from Lingzhou's coalition forces headed by Fan Xianzhong were so frightened that they broke out in cold sweat when they saw the clearly defined formations and the murderous aura that surged over all Xiaoyue's disciples. The battle had not yet begun.
As soon as the battle started, the nearly 400,000 Tianzong coalition troops retreated.
At this moment, only Shangguan Ruofan's arrogant and arrogant voice echoed loudly in the air. He held a sword to show his power and was not afraid of the world. At first glance, he was the vanguard sent by Feng Jueyu to fight in the front line. Shangguan Ruofan
Fan's sword was pointed at Fan Xianzhong, and they made a bet to challenge each other. A discerning person would know at a glance that Xiaoyue Sect wanted to expose the ugly faces of Duan Xinghuang and Fan Xianzhong in front of everyone.
The head of a dignified sect was accused by a young junior and asked to fight face to face. Fan Xianzhong's lips turned blue with anger. In the past few years, he had repeatedly heard about Shangguan Ruofan's achievements. Tianluo Sword Sect's Yunlong River wars had been fought over the years. Shangguan
Ruofan, as the elder of Xiaoyue, has made countless military exploits. Not only is he invincible, but he is well-deserved for his superb cultivation. At this moment, Fan Xian is somewhat beating the drum in his heart, because at the beginning, the person he was ordered to be is pure, and his main purpose is to think.
He uses Shenglong Mountain to win a place for his Tian Sect in Lingzhou, but he doesn't really want to fight with swords to differentiate himself from Xiaoyue Sect.
To put it bluntly, their intention in this fierce battle was to push Shenglong Mountain to the forefront, and use Shenglong Mountain as the main force against Xiaoyue Sect to completely eliminate Xiaoyue Sect, which had occupied Lingzhou for many years and made them envious and jealous.
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But no one expected that Xiaoyue Sect was going to attack the Lingzhou Alliance Army first.
Fan Xianzhong's eyes flashed hesitantly, and he unconsciously looked towards the crowd. Countless disciples were gathered around the strong man in Shenglong Mountain, but Fan Xianzhong's glance still did not escape Feng Jueyu's discernment.
Following the movement of Fan Xianzhong's gaze, Feng Jueyu searched the crowd. After a long time, Feng Jueyu saw an extremely familiar face. The corner of his mouth raised proudly, and his heart suddenly became brighter.
"Ruofan!"
Seeing Fan Xianzhong's questioning look, Feng Jueyu did not immediately clarify. He hummed softly. Shangguan Ruofan immediately understood. The Seven Star Sword pulled out a smart purple sword flower in his hand and flew towards Fan Xianzhong: "
Fan Xianzhong, look at the sword."
"Whoosh!"
Shangguan Ruofan's sword moves together, and the sky-shattering sword light pours out. His swordsmanship has improved rapidly in just a few decades. It seems that he has obtained the true inheritance of his mentor Jian Yuan and Nie Renkuang.
With the gesture of the Nine Heavens Nunkong Sword Technique, the sky suddenly changed color and the wind and clouds moved. Under the sword energy that filled the sky, boundless pressure enveloped Fan Xianzhong, the leader of the Canglong Gang. After a short time, the latter was killed by Shangguan Ruofan.
The sword intent is firmly locked.
"Whoosh!"
There are many masters standing next to Fan Xianzhong, but Shangguan Ruofan named him in a one-on-one duel, and they did not dare to mess around. After all, the rules of the world of cultivation still have certain effectiveness. Even when the two countries started fighting, the two sects
In a duel, when one party applies for a challenge, the others will not be so shameless as to attack him in a group.
Fan Xianzhong was frightened when Shangguan Ruofan came to kill him with his sword, but he was not really afraid of this opponent who had a similar level of cultivation to him. A vague look from behind made Fan Xian understand. He was inexplicably annoyed, but
He didn't say a word, but took out the sword from his waist and stood up to face him.
"Shangguan Ruofan, please stop being so arrogant. I have long wanted to learn your swordsmanship. Let's take a look."
"Whoosh!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the two long swords began to fight in front of the sky. The sound of clanging sword energies resounding quickly and extremely densely.
When everyone on both sides saw the two strong men fighting in front of the formation, they quickly vacated the central area. In an instant, except for Shangguan Ruofan and Fan Xianzhong, there was no one else within a hundred feet, and everyone formed a circle.
The circle watched this endless fight with rapt attention.
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In Lingzhou, outside Huilan Mountain, dozens of strong men of unknown origin were divided into two groups and met on the only main road leading to Ba Kong City. A white-haired old man wearing a unicorn pattern covered his face with a black scarf and squinted.
He blocked the path of more than a dozen monks with his eyes closed.