Yang Huang asked the Flame Army to set up a formation, but the 60,000 disciples of the Tianshan Sect opposite did not make any move. They stood scattered, some suspended in the air, and some stood on the ground.
Sheng Yisong looked at the three formations of the Flame Army with disdain, because he did not feel any threat.
Finally, when it was time to start the fight, the Flame Army moved crazily, getting closer and closer to the monks from the Tianshan Gate, and finally came into close combat.
Yang Huang's first formation is the Tianxia Qiankun Formation. This is a fourth-level formation. When integrated into the army, it can also exert terrifying power. This formation is composed of 20,000 Flame Army soldiers, like a bright moon.
It illuminated the earth and crazily crushed towards the Tianshanmen monks.
Sheng Yisong was dismissive of such an attack. He didn't even ask his disciples to get into formation. Instead, he performed Taoist magic alone.
But the reality was beyond his expectation. He, a powerful person in the eight realms, could not withstand a formation composed of 20,000 flame troops!
Under the first wave of attacks, the Flame Army soldiers burst out with terrifying fighting spirit. With the addition of fighting spirit, the power of the formation instantly increased several times, directly crushing Sheng Yisong's Taoist skills and advancing all the way.
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With Sheng Yisong's own strength, he could not resist the World Qiankun Formation at all. The power of the 20,000 flame army condensed into one, and a huge flying knife appeared, which flew towards Sheng Yisong's throat without hesitation.
It almost cut his flesh and blood.
"Impossible!" As a powerful person in the Eight Gates Realm, he will never allow failure. Even if his lifespan is coming to an end soon, he will not accept his defeat to a group of soldiers with the most talented Daogen Dzogchen.
But the reality was so cruel. The 20,000 flame army defeated him and directly cut his throat with a crushing force.
Sheng Yisong had to give up the physical body of the Eight Gates Realm, escape in the form of soul, and return to the Tianshan Gate camp.
At this moment, Zhao Zheng could no longer sit still.
"All officers and men obey orders!"
"Launch a general attack!!!"
Zhao Zheng gave an order, and the three legions and millions of troops let out a huge roar and launched the final attack. Countless Da Qin soldiers began to charge and rushed towards Yan'an City.
First, Bai Qi killed the enemy with one sword, and then Yang Huang defeated the enemy. The morale of the Qin soldiers had reached a commanding height. They were eager to win this battle and capture the city of Yan'an.
Especially now, the Flame Army, the ace unit of the First Legion, is fighting at the front.
The Killing God Sword appeared in Bai Qi's hand again, and his murderous intent instantly surged into the sky. He flashed and joined the Flame Army's camp to fight against the monks from the Tianshan Gate.
Originally, the Flame Army was under his First Army. Now that the Flame Army has grown and been assigned to Xi'an, it still belongs to the First Army. Bai Qi naturally favors his own army.
Especially Yang Huang, this young man was very pleasing to him from the beginning.
Boom boom boom...
Explosions continued to sound, and the war had entered the final stage. However, the conditions of the soldiers on both sides were completely different. On the Yan'an City side, neither the monks from the Tianshan Sect nor the Taiyi Taoist Sect were in good condition. Their lineups were scattered and unbearable.
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Especially at the Tianshan Gate, 60,000 monks were slaughtered by the Flame Army in the blink of an eye, and 50,000 were slaughtered, leaving only the last 10,000 monks struggling. Although these 10,000 monks were the elites of the sect, they were still retreating steadily.
After Sheng Yisong was injured in the throat by Yang Huang, he quickly retreated and swallowed pills to recuperate his injuries. However, he was shocked to find that the monks of his sect were unable to resist the three major formations of the Flame Army.
The second formation that Yang Huang put up was a closed formation that broke through the attack and defended. This formation was composed of three thousand flame troops, but these three thousand soldiers were all monks in the Daoyuan realm, and their power was infinite. In addition, the formation formed by breaking through and defending.
The closed formation is originally a formation that breaks through the opponent's defense and directly attacks the center. Therefore, with the blessing of this formation, the three thousand flame army is as powerful as a sharp sword, tearing apart the opponent's defense line and frantically killing the Tianshanmen monks.
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The third formation is the Dao Unparalleled Formation. This formation is more of a mysterious Dao intention. It is composed of 27,000 flame troops. They form a Dao intention seed and massacre with overwhelming force.
The monks of Tianshan Sect killed more than 10,000 Tianshan Sect disciples in an instant.
An hour later, the power of the Yan'an cultivation world was as vulnerable as an egg. It was crushed by the million-strong army of the Qin Dynasty, killing 100,000 and capturing 900,000.
From then on, there was no longer Tianshan Sect and Taiyi Dao Sect, because the remaining sect disciples had fled to join other forces.
Yan'an City was also directly captured by the Qin Dynasty. But everything seemed to be not over yet.
"Zhao Zheng, how dare you destroy my sect!" This was an old voice, plain and without any emotion.
"Yu Zhe Min, you finally showed up." Zhao Zheng did not take it lightly this time. He appeared in mid-air in a flash.
"Zhao Zheng, two thousand years ago, you once attacked my Tianshan Gate and finally returned with martial arts. Now that the world has changed, you are repeating your old tricks. Is your obsession with the world so strong?"
An extremely ordinary old man appeared in front of Zhao Zheng. He was wearing linen clothes and had gray hair.
"You don't understand. Isn't it the king's land in the world? All the land in this world is mine." Zhao Zheng shook his head and said a mantra.
"Zhao Zheng, you are wrong! You are so wrong." The old man named Yu Zhemin touched his cheek, his voice full of regret.
"Hahaha, but I have slaughtered all your Tianshan Daomen, and 50% of your disciples have surrendered to me. What do you have to say about this?" Zhao Zheng laughed, and at the same time, a five-clawed figure appeared around his body.
Golden dragon, this golden dragon is lifelike, as if it were real.
"Everything is false. So what about the sect, even if all of them are massacred by you, I will still be me. What monks like us pursue is nothing more than immortality and freedom. Zhao Zheng, you have deviated from your goal." Yu Zhe. Min Shushuang.
After putting his hands together and saying a word, his whole body was enveloped in a golden light.
"You are still the same as before, with no change at all. All these years of practice have been in vain!" Zhao Zheng shook his head. In fact, his cultivation was far inferior to Yu Zhe. Min, he only opened two doors, but Yu Zhe.
Min is a strong man of eight gates who has opened five gates.