The tenth collect the nine hundred and eighty-sixth chapter
Episode 10, Chapter 986
Feng Jun issued another warning, but when he saw that the other party was still unmoved and continued to run quickly, people were no longer polite and bent their bows and arrows one after another, aiming at Guang Han outside.
"Fire the arrow——"
With the sound of shouting and shouting, the wind troops on the palace wall shot arrows one after another. Buzz! A black curtain fell from the palace wall and hit Guang Han. The latter chuckled, and the Sword Emperor only raised his head slightly.
, Spiritual Chaos? The wind has already been released.
The spirit chaos wind that Guang Han Ting cast was not very wide, but it was extremely dense, just enough to protect his whole body.
When the array of arrows flew in front of him, there was an endless crunching sound, and countless arrows were chopped to pieces by the spiritual blade and fell to the ground. In just a moment, Guang Han heard that there were all broken arrows in front of his feet.
He originally wanted to take advantage of the gap between Feng Jun's arrow formation and continue to charge forward. However, Feng Jun's arrow formation was continuous with no gaps in between. Guang Han also frowned secretly when he heard that Feng Jun's arrows shot as expected.
Awesome and well-deserved!
He didn't care too much. In a flash of thought, the spiritual armor behind him sprouted wings. As the wings flapped, a hurricane blew up on the ground. The sand and soil rose high, covering the sky and the sun, and Guang Hanting's figure disappeared.
In the sand and fog.
The Feng soldiers on the palace wall were all startled. Now they could not see the figure of the visitor at all. They could only see the sky outside the palace wall filled with yellow sand and dust. People unconsciously stopped shooting arrows and turned to look at their own general.
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The wind general pondered for a moment, then waved his hand and said, "Keep shooting arrows. Shoot wherever the sand is densest!"
The Feng soldiers on the left and right agreed in unison and continued to shoot arrows outside the palace wall, but now they had lost their accuracy and were shooting completely randomly.
Guanghan's ability to govern the country is indeed not very good, and when it comes to commanding troops to fight, he is even more clueless, but his ability to adapt to changes is not simple.
He used the spirit of armor to create wings and stir up sand to block Feng Jun's sight. This was the idea that came to his mind in a flash.
Just as the Feng Army was blindly firing arrows, people suddenly heard the buzzing sound of the wind in the sky. The Feng Army soldiers subconsciously looked up and saw a strange bird suddenly flying out of the sand and fog in the air. People also looked up.
Without understanding what was going on, several bolts of lightning shot out from the strange bird and flew straight towards them.
Pounce, pounce, pounce - there were several muffled sounds of sharp blades breaking armor from the crowd of Feng soldiers on the palace wall. Everyone looked intently, and several Feng soldiers were nailed to the ground, with a spear inserted into their chests.
A shining steel sword.
"It's the enemy! The enemy is flying over from the air!"
The wind general was the first to realize what was going on. He pulled his neck and shouted loudly to the soldiers around him. At the same time, he picked up a steel bow and transformed it into a spirit. Then, he drew out his spiritual arrow and aimed it at
The figure in the air shot an arrow fiercely.
Bang! When the spiritual arrow hit the "strange bird" in the air, it made a crisp sound, and the spirit arrow whirled and flew down. Looking at the "strange bird" again, he leaned forward and headed straight towards the top of the city.
The wind army is coming.
At this time, Feng Jun tried to shoot arrows to stop him, but it was already too late.
This 'strange bird' was Guang Hanting, who had sprouted wings. While flying towards the palace wall, he kept waving the Sword Emperor in his hand, controlling seven swords, and started killing people on the top of the city.
Time stirred up chaos among the soldiers on the palace wall.
Taking this opportunity, Guanghan Tingfei landed on the palace wall and at the same time folded the wings born from the armor spirit.
Even with Guang Han's advanced cultivation, he couldn't maintain his wings for a long time. It would consume too much spiritual energy, and now, his spiritual energy has been severely consumed.
As soon as he landed on the palace wall, the surrounding Feng Army shouted and rushed towards him. One of the Feng Army soldiers was the fastest and came behind Guang Hanting. He exerted all his strength with his hands and stabbed out a fierce spear.
Guang Han felt as if there were eyes in his back. He turned his body slightly to get out of the way of the spear. Before the opponent could close the gun, he struck out like lightning and grabbed the gun by the body.
The wind soldier's face suddenly changed, and he even used up all his strength to pull out the spear. However, the spear seemed to have grown on Guang Hanting's hand and did not move at all. He did not see how hard he used it.
He just walked back casually and shouted at the same time: "Bring it here!"
The wind soldier was obedient, and the spear in his hand was snatched away by Guang Hanting. Looking at the palm of his hand, a layer of skin had been rubbed off and dripping with blood. Guang Hanting held the spear with one hand and flicked his wrist.
He turned it over with the tip of the spear in front, and shouted: "Give it back to you!"
Before he finished speaking, the spear in his hand was thrust back. Phew! The wind soldier was directly penetrated by the spear in the chest.
But Guang Han didn't stop listening. He held a gun in one hand and rushed forward. He heard three consecutive muffled sounds of "Push, Plop, Plop" in his ears. The spear passed through the chests of the three wind soldiers behind him. At this time, the spear
There were already four corpses of wind soldiers hanging on it, looking like they were wearing candied haws. Guang Hanting held the tail of the gun with one hand and swung it sideways backwards, and he swung out the spear and the four corpses on it.
The corpse hit the crowd of Feng soldiers on the palace wall on the other side, immediately causing screams. At least seven or eight people were knocked off the palace wall alive.
Guang Hanting let go of the tail of his gun, swung the sword king, and fought with the densely packed wind troops around him. In a close hand-to-hand combat, how could ordinary wind soldiers be Guang Hanting's opponent, even if there were spiritual cultivators among them?
It is also difficult to parry any of his moves.
But the Feng army had too many troops, and reinforcements were pouring in from all directions, so they couldn't kill them all.
Guanghan heard that he no longer remembered how many wind soldiers he had chopped down. Just looking at the corpses left on the ground, there were countless. As for the number of those who fell off the palace wall, he didn't know how many. But looking around, there were still people on the palace wall and under the palace wall.
They were all wind troops, boundless and indistinguishable. Guang Han sighed secretly in his heart. He gave up the fight and suddenly made a few quick moves to kill the wind troops rushing forward.
, he once again used the magic of armor, sprouted wings, and flew down from the palace wall.
He did not fly outside the palace, but flew into the palace, passed over the heads of the wind army, and headed straight towards the harem.
When Guang Han Ting was flying, he was also shot by Feng Jun's concentrated arrows. Countless arrows hit the spiritual armor on his body, making a clanging sound and sparks flying. Guang Han Ting was unmoved and gritted his teeth and rushed forward.
The arrow array of the Chufeng Army flew into the harem.
After landing, he retracted his wings, lowered his head and looked at himself, and his expression changed. It turned out that his spiritual armor was already covered with fine cracks. Although it was not very obvious, his spiritual armor was definitely cracked.
There are indeed signs of rupture.
Guang Hanting couldn't remember how long it had been since he had been in such a miserable state. It must have been hundreds of years at least. He never expected that the two countries of Fengchuan could rape him to such an extent! Guang Hanting had mixed feelings in his heart and couldn't help but throw his head back and laugh.
stand up.
He was laughing wildly, and there were sounds of footsteps around him. When he looked up, he saw that there were an unknown number of Feng troops gathered in front, back, left and right of him. Looking around, he saw red helmets covering the sky, forming a red ocean.
"Kill -" Guang Han stopped laughing and shouted suddenly. The sword-wielding emperor rushed into the crowd of Feng Jun again. He also knew that he could not kill all Feng Jun. The longer the fight lasted, the more Feng Jun gathered.
The more troops there are, the harder it is for you to escape.
He spotted a direction, used all his strength to charge, and managed to cut a bloody path through the crowds of people. Then, he rushed straight to a palace in the harem.
When he arrived at the door of the palace, he kicked open the door. After entering, he found it was empty and there was no one he was looking for.
A wry smile appeared on Guang Han's face after hearing this. Yes, Feng Jun had already occupied the palace, so how could he still keep his concubines in the palace? He slowly exhaled and leaned against the pillars in the palace.
, and sat down slowly.
He was tired. After fighting until now, Guang Han heard a rare feeling of fatigue. He wanted to sit down and take a rest, but how could the Fengjun outside give him such a chance? With the rumbling footsteps, dense crowds
The numb wind army poured in from outside the door of the hall.
Guang Han raised his eyes and shouted in a deep voice: "Get out!"
As he spoke, the Sword Emperor slashed out in the air with a criss-cross slash. Feng Jun, who had just entered the palace, was choked by the dense spirit blades that roared in. The screams immediately rang out, and people were forcibly beaten.
Beat it out.
Inside the palace, there was not even a trace of blood. On the other hand, outside the door of the main hall, corpses and pieces of flesh were scattered on the ground, and blood flowed like a river. It looked like purgatory.
However, Guang Han Ting's ferocity failed to stop the Feng Army from charging, and soon, a large number of Feng Army continued to rush into the hall. Guang Han Ting followed the same example and used Cross Slash again.
Just like before, the Feng Jun who rushed in were knocked out by the spirit blade again. The inside of the hall was still as clean as ever, but the corpses and flesh outside increased by another layer, and the collected blood continued to flow down the steps of the palace.
The Feng Army rushed forward once, only to be repulsed once by Guang Hanting. Repeatedly, there were no fewer than two hundred Feng Army corpses outside the palace gate. Seeing that such an attack was not an option, the Feng Army general immediately sent an order to get kerosene.
Set fire to it.
Guang Han just wanted to rest for a moment, but the Feng Army did not give him such a chance. Soon, the Feng Army outside took kerosene and poured it on the palace from all directions. Then, they set fire to the kerosene.
Suddenly, the main hall turned into a fire hall. The flames shot up so high and the smoke billowed, which was very scary. Guang Han, who was sitting in the main hall, sighed, stood up helplessly, and had to rush out of the hall.
But at this time, a group of elders led by Huangfu Xiutai and Nie Zhen had already caught up. As soon as Guang Han came out, the elders surrounded him.
At this time, Guang Han was already out of spirits and his momentum was low. He only fought a few moves with the elders before he began to think about leaving.
It seems that the people under my command are right. Shenchi City no longer has a foothold of its own, so it can only retreat temporarily and make long-term plans to return to Shenchi City.
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