At dawn the next day, the Xingchen Mansion became busy. Meng Yanyun personally took command, and Meng Yanshan mobilized his troops and sent generals, letting a few powerful gods from the gods lead the team, and quietly sneaked to both sides, preparing to surround the people in the Tushen Temple.
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Xingchen Mansion wanted to make some gestures to show Bawang Mansion, so Meng Yanyun thought about it all night and decided to surround the Tushen Temple people and fetch them. As long as the people from Panwang Mansion didn't interfere after Uncle Chang took action, then they didn't have any worries.
The war started immediately.
Yu Linglong got up early in the morning, his whole face was radiant. He took out a silver sword in his hand and prepared to go out in person. Killing thousands of enemies in vain and sleeping on the knees of beautiful women at night was the most ideal life in his heart. He prepared
Kill happily for a while, and then enjoy the beauty of Chi Xi'er at night.
"Sir, you'd better not take action. I will definitely handle things beautifully."
Uncle Chang was leaning on a cane and looked too old to walk. His eyelids were drooped and he looked gloomy, as if he might die at any time.
"It doesn't matter."
Mr. Yu waved his hands and said: "There are a bunch of chickens and dogs in the slaughtering hall. There are only two powerful people in the divine world. How can they hurt me? The Heavenly King Armor on my body is comparable to a sacred weapon. No one can kill me unless I am a super powerful person in the divine world.
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Uncle Chang thought about it and this is the truth. A powerful person in the God Realm can hardly kill Mr. Yu. If he were a super powerful person in the God Realm, who would dare to kill Mr. Yu. No one can afford the price of Yu Qingtian’s rage. Yu Qingtian is a powerful person in the God Realm.
Supreme.
At three o'clock in the morning, Meng Yanshan returned. He nodded to Mr. Yu and said, "Sir, the arrangements have been made. All roads are blocked, and no one can escape."
"Then what are you waiting for? Kill——"
A trace of evil smile appeared on Mr. Yu's face, and the long sword suddenly came out of its sheath. The sword was exceptionally bright, with the aura of a sword that shone in the Fourteen Continents. A strong murderous aura arose from his body, and he looked like a ferocious bird with one leg.
Flying down from Star Mountain.
"Hmph~"
Uncle Chang's drooped eyelids suddenly lifted up, and a sharp light shone in his somewhat dim eyes, just like the moment Mr. Yu's sword was unsheathed. His crutch touched the ground lightly, and the stone slabs on the ground fell into pieces. He swept lightly
He glanced at Meng Yanyun and Meng Yanshan, flew away lightly, and quickly caught up with Mr. Yu.
"Laoba!"
Meng Yanyun disapproved, and waited until the two men rushed down before he gave a deep shout. Meng Yanshan took out a giant axe, waved his hand heavily and said: "Come down the mountain and set up a formation!"
Meng Yanshan didn't talk about attacking, he only talked about setting up a formation. He made it clear that he was going to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight. He led tens of thousands of soldiers to rush down like a tide.
Tens of thousands of people were galloping together, and the momentum was so strong that it was like a huge wave overwhelming mountains and seas.
Swish swish swish~
Many of the tens of thousands of warriors in Tushen Temple changed their expressions greatly. Looking at the tens of thousands of people rushing down the mountain, and looking at Mr. Yu and Uncle Chang who were piercing the army like two sharp swords, many of them had their teeth chattering slightly.
Two super powers from the divine realm, seven or eight great powers from the divine realm, and more than 10,000 soldiers. Not counting the more than 10,000 sergeants, two super powers from the divine realm and seven or eight great powers from the divine realm can easily destroy them.
All of them.
"well…"
Chen Yue's expression didn't change much. He stood under King Pan's banner, his eyes locked on Young Master Yu, with murderous intent in his eyes. He sighed slightly in his heart, he was desperate. If Pan Yuqin was willing to help, he should have arrived at this moment. As long as
If Pan Yuqin sends a message, Meng Yanyun will obediently send Chi Xi'er back.
"Raise troops for a thousand days, use them for a while! The master of the palace treats us well. Miss Xi'er is in Xingchen Mountain at this moment. She is suffering endless suffering. Even if we fight to the death, we must rescue Miss Xi'er and kill——"
Chen Yue roared with all his strength. He carried Panwang Qi and took the lead to fly forward, with a look of determination on his back. Rong Zheng behind him gritted his teeth, followed the blast, and roared at the same time:
"Brothers, we will fight to the death for Miss Xi'er and the palace master!"
"Fight, kill——"
The two thousand most senior warriors in the Temple of Slaughter roared angrily. Many people actually knew that something had happened to Chi Xi'er, and Chen Yue spread the word intentionally or unintentionally. Naturally, it was to arouse everyone's hatred and hatred.
Chi Xi'er's beautiful face appeared in many people's minds. Seeing Chen Yue and others rushing forward, the blood in everyone's body boiled, and they roared and rushed forward violently.
"kill!"
The blood of most of the warriors who slaughtered the temple was ignited, and they rushed violently. More and more people followed suit, but only three to four thousand people avoided their eyes and slowed down their pace.
"Ant~"
Mr. Yu, who flew down from the sky, sneered. He was still more than ten miles away when the long sword in his hand lit up and slashed forward. A sword light extended as fast as the Milky Way.
, arrived at the front of the army at once.
"Bang~"
The army was like a big cake that was split open by this shocking sword light. Dozens of warriors in a row were killed on the spot. Many people were blown away by the sword energy, and the scene was chaotic.
"die--"
Uncle Chang immediately released the attack. He swung the crutch in his hand, and there was no flashy movement. He just swung it forward suddenly.
"Tsk~"
Hundreds of phantoms of crutches appeared, then turned into hundreds of giant dragons and roared towards the army formation. A destructive power suppressed the world, and all the warriors who were still charging violently over there were
Stupid, many people were suppressed by the pressure and couldn't move. They could only watch hundreds of khaki giant dragons roaring down.
"It's over..."
Chen Yue looked desperately at the giant dragon in mid-air. The little morale he had just gathered was completely shattered by the enemy's move.
The gap in realm is too big, and the gap in strength can be compared to heaven and earth. Not to mention there are so many great powers in the divine realm behind him, Uncle Chang alone can easily sweep through everyone in the Tushen Temple.
"Boom boom boom~"
Hundreds of giant dragons roared down, and the warriors in the Temple of Slaughter suddenly died one by one. Each giant dragon would cause a violent explosion, taking away dozens of lives and injuring hundreds of people.
"escape--"
"Run away quickly, or we will all die here..."
"Where is the Palace Master? Why hasn't the Palace Master shown up yet? Has the Palace Master abandoned us?
"..."
The remaining sergeants no longer had any fighting spirit. Uncle Chang killed two to three thousand people in one attack, and injured four to five thousand people. What the hell? Uncle Chang attacked everyone in a few rounds and was dead.
Since no one wants to die, they will naturally want to give up.
Meng Yanshan saw that Mr. Yu and Uncle Chang had taken action, but there was no movement around, and no signal was received that anyone strong was coming to help. He made up his mind, waved his big hand and roared: "Kill, don't let anyone go!
"
As soon as Meng Yanshan gave the order, the warriors from the Xingchen Palace lurking around were dispatched. Warriors from all over the mountains and plains rushed in, surrounded the warriors from the Tushu Temple, and began to slaughter them inhumanely.
Chen Yue didn't know whether it was because he was carrying Panwang's flag or for some other reason, Young Master Chang and others did not attack him. He rushed to the front. At this moment, the enemy had rushed over, but he had no intention of fighting back.
He looked at the fallen warriors one by one, his face full of grief, and he screamed in his heart: "Palace Master, where are you? If you don't come back, the Tushen Temple will be destroyed today..."
"Jade Spirit Dragon, Meng Yanyun!"
At this moment, an earth-shaking, extremely furious voice came from the northwest. The fierce murderous intent in that voice made all the warriors of Xingchen Mansion tremble in their hearts, and the voice continued to sound: "If I don't kill you all today,
My surname is not Lu!"
"Palace Master!"
Chen Yue and many of the warriors who heard this voice from the Tushen Temple were all shaken, and felt the urge to burst into tears. At the critical moment, Lu Li finally arrived.