The old Taoist priest had never been so panicked before. As he spoke, he struggled to move the whisk in his hand to resist Hanshuangxue's offensive.
Han Shuangxue's Taishang Wangchen Arrow made his heart tremble with every blow.
The soul lock on the arrow was simply unavoidable. Almost from the beginning of the fight, he had no time to use any of his methods, and he could only passively retreat to defend.
In the current battle with Han Shuangxue, he was completely at a disadvantage.
Even though his Taoist skills are endlessly unpredictable, he can even be said to be the most arrogant among practitioners of the same level.
However, this does not include the situation of facing a super powerful bow cultivator.
This helpless fact made him feel a little sad, angry and aggrieved.
Every time he struggled to resist, he would be knocked back more than ten feet by the forward momentum of the arrow. Even the whisk in his hand, which was comparable to a sacred treasure, was somewhat damaged, and the end was covered with holes.
crack.
In addition, whenever he wanted to find an opportunity to counterattack, Jiang Baihe's countless insect swarms would attack immediately, preventing him from being able to stay away for a moment.
Flying in the sky, crawling on the ground, big and small, in just a moment, the old man's face was filled with colorful poisonous insects.
In less than five moves, his entire body had already retreated more than a hundred feet.
The distance between now and then was beyond the control range of all his Taoist skills. As he looked at the frost and snow in the distance, his heart gradually sank.
Staring at the colorful beetles in front of him, the Taoist priest frowned, seeming to have recalled something. The next moment, his whole face turned pale, and the White Crane screamed at the river incredulously:
"Heart-eating Gu, are you from the Jiang family?!? But how can there be anyone alive in the Jiang family?"
Jiang Baihe was shocked when he heard the sound. As he waved his hand, the attack of the insect swarm became more intensive, and he said sternly:
"Grandson, your grandfather and I are the living members of the Jiang family today!"
After the old Taoist priest heard the word "Jiang Feng", his pupils shrank sharply and he subconsciously exclaimed:
"No...no, this is impossible!"
Looking at the reaction of the old Taoist priest, Jiang Baihe felt an unknown anger burning in his chest. He quietly released a colorful stringworm with his right hand and said coldly to the person in front of him:
"It turns out it was an evil person like you who ruined my Fengmen Town and the Jiang family. You must die!"
After hearing this, the old Taoist priest shook his head violently, his eyes full of cruelty. Just when he was about to open his mouth to deny it, he saw that silver light flying from the Hanshuangxue bowstring again.
The bow arrow was like a thunderbolt, sparks and lightning whizzing towards the center of his eyebrows. Wherever the arrow passed, even the air temperature dropped again.
However, just when he was about to raise the whisk in his hand to resist Hanshuangxue's arrow, Jiang Baihe's five-color tendon-pulling Gu insect had already penetrated into the old Taoist priest's body.
The impact on his right palm caused his entire right arm to feel numb suddenly.
After a brief pause, the old Taoist priest's hand froze. Before the whisk could even be raised to resist, a flash of silver light passed through his shoulder, leaving a bleeding hole on his body.
This severe pain made him faint, wow
He coughed out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes showed a look of extreme fear and horror.
Immediately afterwards, the Taoist priest seemed to have made up his mind, biting the tip of his tongue fiercely, spitting out a mouthful of blood and splashing it on the fly whisk, looking at the bow again, Hanshuangxue let out a long roar:
"Shangguanyun, the mountains are high and the rivers are long, you and I will definitely meet again!"
He reluctantly glanced back at Jiang Baihe in front of him, then sat cross-legged on the fly whisk. A golden light flashed by, and the old Taoist priest disappeared from the scene.
Seeing the old man disappearing out of thin air, Jiang Baihe exclaimed:
"What kind of evil escaping method is this old man doing!? Han idiot, why didn't you keep him just now?"
Han Shuangxue glanced at the blood stains in the field, but ignored Jiang Baihe's words. Her eyes were uncertain, and she turned to look at the figure of Emperor Wen on the tower.
Outside the capital, many Jin troops saw Emperor Wen suddenly appearing on the city tower at this moment, with expressions of extreme confusion on their faces.
As warriors, they had clearly felt at that moment that there were extremely strange fluctuations in the body of Emperor Li Wen of the Jin Dynasty. That kind of evil and bloodthirsty aura was not something that a normal cultivator could possess.
Is our Majesty really a foreigner?
As this thought arose, they were a little shocked, and they all took a few steps back in unison, looking at Emperor Wen with a strong sense of caution in their eyes.
When the bright yellow figure on the city tower saw the reaction of the Jin army, an extreme rage appeared on his face, and he roared:
"When you see me, why don't you kneel down!"
After the words fell, all the Jin army sergeants did not speak. They all took a few steps back together with frightened faces.
"Very good... In this case, the relationship between king and minister is over!"
There was a hint of violence in Emperor Wen's eyes. Standing above the city tower, he slowly raised his hands and lowered them in front of him.
This huge wave of spiritual power caused the entire capital city to shake violently, as if it was about to collapse.
At this moment, looking at the changes in front of them, the two sides fighting outside the city had completely stopped.
However, from the first moment Li Xuan was knocked back by the previous Emperor Wen's force, Qi Ling made a worried voice:
"Little master, stop him quickly! After Emperor Wen sacrificed and refined all the spirits, the consequences will definitely be disastrous!"
Li Xuan was paused when he heard the sound, and asked quickly:
"You mean, is it unrealistic that he can kill millions of soldiers through the resentment barrier in the capital..."
Li Xuan is already a little confused. Even if he is now, he can only hit a few hundred people with a sword with all his strength. How easy is it to wipe out hundreds of thousands of warriors in an instant?!
Qi Ling seemed to have guessed Li Xuan's question and said concisely:
"Little master, the Ten Thousand Spirits Sacrifice is a formation pattern aimed at mortals. This is the fundamental method used by the gods to massacre the city! Otherwise, those
Can a city with millions of people be massacred just by cutting it down with a single sword?"
Li Xuan was suddenly shocked and shouted: "Damn, why didn't you tell me earlier?!"
"The weirdness of the sarcophagus made me forget this. The young master must stop him now..."
Li Xuan didn't care to reply at all, he kicked his feet in the air again, and there were screams piercing the air from Shen Hong, his eyes looked angrily at the bright yellow figure in front of him.
Seeing Emperor Wen's concentrated offensive, Li Xuan's eyelids jumped and he shouted anxiously:
"Emperor Wen, now that things have come to this, don't bother any more living beings!"
There are millions of warriors living here. If they are really sacrificed by Emperor Wen, he doesn't want to imagine the consequences!
As the words fell, Emperor Wen, who was wearing a yellow robe, glanced at Li Xuan indifferently with his peripheral vision, his eyes sneered and whispered to the people in front of him:
"Welcome to our God Clan and sacrifice to all spirits..."
This cold voice reached everyone's ears extremely clearly at this moment, and many warriors in the arena suddenly felt chills running down their spines.
Everyone's eyes were full of fear, and their hearts began to beat involuntarily. Emperor Wen's words made them feel like they were falling into an ice cellar at this moment.
When Li Xuan spoke out earlier, the Xiangjun cavalry had already started to retreat suddenly.
"Boom~"
I saw the violently shaking city wall suddenly erupting into sky-high purple lines, covering them densely, forming a purple wave that filled the horizon, overwhelming the sky and rushing forward.
Buzz buzz~~
The mental impact that covers a wide range spreads out instantly like an electric current.
"Puff puff puff~"
As warriors, people without knowledge of the sea are simply unable to resist this kind of divine soul attack.
In just the blink of an eye, many Jin warriors fell to the ground, and streams of life energy floated up on their own and escaped into Emperor Wen's body.
As countless silk threads submerged, circles of light rose under Emperor Wen's feet. Looking coldly at the fleeing sergeants in front of him, Emperor Wen clapped his hands behind his back again, and saw the purple air waves rising endlessly into the sky.
, the field was completely in chaos!
All the soldiers of the Jin army did not even have time to be surprised by the fact that Emperor Wen was a foreigner, so they only fled for their lives!
"Emperor Wen, stop it quickly!"
Seeing that Li Xuan could not catch up with the means to stop Emperor Wen, he stood in the air, twisted his waist suddenly, and threw the gorgeous Piaoyu Sword with all his strength in the direction of Emperor Wen.
The sound of violent air flow penetrated the clouds and sky, and the green sword light covered the sky and the sun. This sword actually directly smashed half of the city tower, splashing huge waves of earth.