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477, Dao Zhan Decisive Battle 2

After guarding it for 300,000 years, the God-Emperor has become nostalgic for this world.

Therefore, he did not want to leave, let alone hand over this world to the Blood War Sect.

Looking at the sound of writing in front of him, Han Muye was speechless for a moment.

Indeed, there is no right or wrong in anything in this world.

There are no good or bad people in the world.

Practitioners in the world have stepped on the withered bones of others from the time they set foot on the path of cultivation and overcame thorns along the way.

Which practitioner does not have blood on his hands?

Good guy?

Good people don't live long in the spiritual world.

The God-Emperor who suppresses a world cannot be a good person.

The Wood God, the Marquis of Zhenyang, and all the powerful men in the Three Heavens, none of them are good people.

What about yourself?

Han Muye shook his head.

He is not a good person either.

For the sake of his own cultivation path and the road to immortality, he has killed countless practitioners and countless living beings.

"So, are you going to rebuild the Divine Court with this Taoist struggle?" Han Muye looked at Wen Mo Sheng.

Some people want to open the Ascension Platform, some people want to take advantage of the opening of the Ascension Platform to send away those ancient powers, and some people want to rebuild the Divine Court.

Countless people, with countless thoughts.

"Rebuild the Divine Court?" Wen Mo said shaking his head.

"If you want to rebuild, I can give you a few tokens of the ancient divine court. Maybe some veterans who remember the glory of the past will come forward to follow you."

There are many such veterans.

When Han Muye saw the divine general and the important ministers of the divine court like Zhenyang Hou, he still had some thoughts in his heart.

But actually rebuilding the Divine Court is probably another matter.

This world has not been suppressed by the Divine Court for countless years. Who else wants to have a shackle hanging high above their head?

"I have no idea of ​​rebuilding the Divine Court." Han Muye paused and said softly: "I just want to practice well and see the scenery I have never seen before."

The more I practice, the more I fear life, and the more I want to climb to that lonely peak.

This is why so many strong people continue to pursue and make breakthroughs.

Unknowingly, Han Muye already had the thoughts that a strong man should have.

"Since Wen Xiang you are not going to rebuild the Divine Court, then what are you asking for?" Han Muye looked at Wen Mo's voice and asked.

To seek revenge on those powerful people who destroyed the Divine Court?

The God-Emperor of those days couldn't do it, and the God-Emperor of today can't do it either.

"Of course I have what I want." Wen Mo said shaking his head and looking at Han Muye.

"Boy, we will do our best to fight against the Tao. The outcome depends on God's will."

"If those powerful beings from the Three Heavens sacrificed themselves to the Tianxuan World, you only need to protect the people you want to protect with all your strength and take them away."

"I know you have a Dao sword. When activated, it can carry tens of millions of living beings flying into the void."

After speaking in a Wenmo voice, he raised his hand and threw out a cyan jade seal.

"This is my sect's seal. If you have the opportunity to go to the fairy world, help me send it back."

Han Muye reached out to take it and saw the four words "Murong Zhengyin" below the seal.

The name of the God Emperor is Murong Zheng.

This is his name in the Immortal Realm sect.

Now, he is Wen Mo Sheng and Tian Xuan Wen Xiang.

Han Muye looked up again, and Wen Mo Sheng had disappeared.

Holding the jade seal tightly, Han Muye's eyes revealed a glint of light.

With a movement of his body, he traveled through space and landed directly in Tianxuan Imperial City.

In the main hall of the imperial city, it can be seen that tens of thousands of counselors are working hard to deduce and make various plans. They have calculated all the directions of the war in front of the star light curtain.

The arrival of Han Muye did not stop these council officers who were busy planning.

"What are the chances of winning?" Han Muye stood in front of the light curtain and spoke in a low voice.

"According to the current battle situation, Tianxuan will win." Xu Wei's voice sounded from behind.

Xu Wei, the head of the council officers.

He is solely responsible for everything in this hall.

Even at critical moments, he could bypass the clouds and issue orders directly.

"The current battle situation." Han Muye's eyes fell on the light screen in front of him.

Within the light curtain, Tianxuan's army has divided the various forces of the Fairy Spirit, and three blockades have been formed around the Fairy Spirit Star.

If it were just a large army fighting, there would be no suspense in this battle.

The lightning battle launched by Tianxuan gave the fairy army no time to assemble and launch an effective counterattack.

For more than a year, the 10,000 council officers in the hall have been working non-stop, planning all the changes, and planning the formation to the extreme.

This is the current situation.

"What are you going to do next?"

Han Muye kept his eyes still and asked.

"Surround and kill." Xu Wei said directly.

Siege and kill the fairy star.

Instead of marching directly into the Fairy Star in an attempt to intimidate the enemy, the army should attack steadily and slowly kill them.

Use up all the vitality of the fairy world.

Such a battle is far from exciting.

But this is the most effective method in Taoist disputes.

Dao struggle is a battle of life and death, and it does not care about temporary success or failure.

What you want is to completely kill the opponent.

"What countermeasures will the fairies take?" Han Muye asked again.

This time Xu Wei did not speak, but raised his hand.

A student wearing a green robe stood up and bowed to Han Muye.

"Hutou? Are you already a senator?" Han Muye looked at this young man with a hint of honesty between his eyebrows.

Isn't this a boy from Shao Datian and Cuicui's family?

"Xiang Han, Shao Tianfeng relied on his knowledge to participate in the selection of senators and join the Senate Hall." Xu Wei said with a chuckle.

Han Muye nodded.

Shao Tianfeng, Yun Conglong, Feng Conghu, this name was obtained by Shao Datian from many talents.

"Xiang Han, we have calculated seventy-eight times and concluded that there are three possible countermeasures in the fairy world." Shao Tianfeng's voice was loud and firm.

Han Muye turned to look at him.

"The first is to assemble a large army to counter-encirclement and divide our Tianxuan Army."

"Our army has no advantage in terms of absolute strength. As long as the fairy army is determined to fight to the death, the encirclement is extremely likely to be broken."

"To deal with this situation, our army's mobility must be increased three times. The most important thing is that tens of thousands of sword cultivators can suppress the opponent's vanguard at any time."

Shao Tianfeng did not hesitate at all, and loudly explained the presumed battle situation, including the countermeasures.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Seeing that Han Muye did not speak, he added: "The second possibility is that the powerful people behind the fairy world take action to intercept and kill our Tianxuan Tongjun general, especially Zhi

Tiger Commander."

Huang Zhihu is in charge of tens of thousands of sword cultivators and is the number one combat force in Tianxuan's army.

If Huang Zhihu is intercepted and killed, the combat strength of Tianxuan's army may be reduced by half.

"The third option is to directly attack Tianxuan World?" Han Muye said calmly.

"Xiang Han is right." Shao Tianfeng nodded.

"Prime Minister Han, do you want to send a large army back to Tianxuan?" Xu Wei looked at Han Muye.

Han Muye shook his head and whispered, "It's too late."

Too late!

With his words, the expressions of everyone in the entire hall changed drastically.

"boom--"

There was a roaring sound in the void.

The large formation above the imperial city was instantly activated.

"Report, the fairy army has gathered in eight places and attacked from all sides. The front line is surrounded and cannot be encircled."

"Report, the fairy masters besieged the sword cultivator army and suppressed it with a large formation. Commander Huang Zhihu was besieged."

"Xiang Han, the thirty flying boats of the immortal spirit have hidden their tracks and have rushed a hundred thousand miles away from the Tianxuan world. The vanguard has reached beyond the sky!"

Emergency reports sounded outside the hall.

Those senators who were still calculating the data in front of them looked up.

Xu Wei's expression remained unchanged, his fingers were folded in his sleeves, and he was making quick calculations.

"How's it going? Is there any chance of winning?" Han Muye turned to look at him and asked softly.

Xu Wei's face was as dark as water and he shook his head slightly.

The power of the fairy world itself is several times that of Tianxuan.

Later, it was supported by the Dao Sect of the Three Heavens, and it even had the power to crush Tianxuan.

If Han Muye hadn't launched a blitzkrieg, Tianxuan would have had no chance of winning in the decisive battle of the century-old Taoist war.

At this time, the fairy world realized that the three countermeasures had seen through Tianxuan's reality.

The frontline troops are insufficient, the Sword Cultivator army is powerful but needs a backbone to command it, and the Tianxuan world is even more empty.

With a three-pronged approach, the fairy world is ultimately a big world, and its methods are extremely clever.

However, in an instant, the situation had reversed, and Tianxuan went from a sure-win situation to one with no chance of winning.

"Yes, in this world, no matter how meticulous the planning is, it all depends on the strength of the person."

"Who is willing to do what it takes to hit an egg against a stone?"

Han Muye spoke softly and looked forward, with a strong fighting spirit in his eyes: "But if you don't pick up your eggs and hit them with rocks, they will reach out and crush your eggs!"

"boom--"

In the void, another roaring sound came out.

The entire sky was torn open with a horizontal crack.

There are many powerful people in the fairy world, but Tianxuan is empty.

The sky was torn open, and the whole sky was shaken.

"The fairy army is here to kill the villain Han Muye and has nothing to do with anyone else." A voice sounded in the void.

Only kill Han Muye!

In the entire Tianxuan world, one star is not as good as Han Muye in the eyes of their powerful immortals.

As long as Han Muye is killed today, the army in front of Tianxuan will inevitably collapse.

It's like besieging Huang Zhihu from the front.

"I have ordered that the royal guards of the Imperial City will accompany me on the expedition, and we must not allow cultivators from outside the realm to harm our Tianxuan creatures—"

Yun Satin's voice sounded.

Above the imperial city, flying boats gathered one after another.

Outside the Imperial City, the Yunjin Fairy Boat, which looked like a fairy city, left the Yongding River where it had been parked for nearly a hundred years and flew directly to the Imperial City.

Princess Yun Jin, who is wearing golden armor, stands side by side with Yun Duan, who is also wearing golden armor and a long sword.

Looking at the palace below, Yun Jin had a hint of complexity in his eyes.

"If I can come back alive, I wonder if I can dance for you..."

Whispering softly, she turned around.

Beside her, Yun Duan's lips moved slightly, but in the end no words came out.

"Woo——"

The horn sounded, and one spaceship after another crashed into the void.

Below, several Confucian and Taoist cultivators in long robes and long sleeves flew into the air.

In the distance, masters from Taoist sects who were in charge of the sect rushed into the sky.

Further away, Bai Suzhen, a sword cultivator from the East China Sea, the Great Demon of the Southern Wilderness, and Xijiang, wearing a moon-white dress and holding a blue sword in her hand, flew up. There was a demonic energy lingering around her body.

At this moment, the mysterious sky split, and countless figures soared into the sky, fighting to mend the sky.

Below, countless people raised their heads, looked at the dark sky, and prayed in low voices.

The power of faith began to gather together.

The shadow of a golden-armored god appeared and rushed towards the sky.

Han Muye stood on the stone steps in front of the hall, looking into the void.

"Dang Wuyou, Yuling Taoist Sect, and Baiyun Temple are all great sects of the Three Heavens."

The fighting spirit in Han Muye's eyes was concentrated.

"Inform the frontline troops to encircle Fairy Star at all costs."

"Three immortal treasures pressed to the front line, and the immortal treasure spear and black jade sword exploded themselves."

"Let Shadow Heavenly Lord and Huang Zhenxiong take action together to crush the fairy star."

"Tell Huang Zhenxiong that Huang Zhihu will be fine."

Above the sky, the sound of fighting resounded, and the spiritual light beams of fallen practitioners intertwined.

The practitioners of Tianxuan are using their lives to turn into a city wall to resist the attacks and killings of the powerful immortals.

In front of these truly strong men, Tianxuan, who had already transferred himself away from the strong men, no one could stop the pace of these strong men.

The fallen life cannot even slow down.

"boom--"

A long arrow shot through the sky and exploded dozens of flying boats.

The Yunjin Fairy Boat was shot into two pieces by an arrow and fell from the void.

In the void, streams of light like tornadoes raged, and with one blow, thousands of Tianxuan practitioners fell.

At this moment, the brutality of the Taoist struggle was truly displayed in front of the Tianxuan world.

Life and death, in this moment!

The fighting spirit in Han Muye finally broke out and he took a step forward.

No matter how much forbearance and planning, it will never be worth a life and death battle!

So what if this battle means death?

With a move of his hand, Princess Yunjin, whose golden armor was broken, was rescued from under a long knife.

"Ahem, I would like to wear a long dress for you and sing and dance on the fairy boat..."

"I can also wear armor for you and fight fiercely in this sky..."

"It's a pity that you, you don't want to look at me or listen to my song."

Princess Yunjin, who was bleeding from the mouth, had a look of desolation on her face.

Yun Duan, who was protected by a group of personal guards and broke out of the tight siege, flew over. Seeing that Yun Jin did not fall, she breathed a sigh of relief.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! She turned her head, sadness flashed across her face.

"Qingfeng, has fallen."

Gongsun Qingfeng has protected her for decades and has always been loyal.

Even if you know that the royal guard died for the emperor's loyalty, how can you not be sad after spending decades together?

Han Muye put a pill into Yun Jin's mouth, and then sent her to Yun Duan.

"You, you have to live..."

Princess Yunjin gritted her teeth and spoke in a low voice.

Yun Duan beside her trembled and lowered her head.

Han Muye looked calm and took one step straight up to the sky.

Bai Suzhen, whose white dress was stained with blood, raised her head with a trace of sadness on her face.

The eyes of countless practitioners fell on Han Muye.

The powerful immortals who surrounded and killed Tianxuan slowly turned around.

Tianxuan still has too little background.

There are too few people who can take charge of the overall situation.

"Senior Dang Wuyou, it seems that you are determined to kill me." Han Muye walked forward slowly and looked forward with a calm expression.

Dan Wuyou, who was wearing a blue Taoist robe, flew down, and a divine puppet appeared behind him.

Looking at Han Muye, Dang Wuyou said softly: "Han Muye, you are the only talented person I have ever seen."

"Whether you are practicing or in charge, your talent and character are impeccable."

"It's a pity that you were born at the wrong time."

Born at the wrong time.

Han Muye looked at Dang Wuyou.

There was no joy on Dang Wuyou's face as he surrounded and killed Han Muye.

If he was born at the wrong time, would he be born at the right time without any worries?

Is this kind of confrontation what they want in their hearts?

Above the sky, figures appeared one after another.

Each of the strong men in the last three days looked at him with cold and solemn expressions.

In the eyes of these strong men, both Han Muye and Dang Wuyou are nothing more than clowns, insignificant guys who stir up the world.

These two people took everything that was rightfully theirs.

In today's battle, Han Muye will die.

Tianxuan will be defeated.

No matter how much planning is done, it is impossible to turn the tables.

Han Muye raised his hand, the long sword in his hand shining brightly.

Behind the scenes, the Sevenfold Sword Pavilion emerged.

No matter how much you say, it will not be as sharp as the sword in your hand at this moment.

Now that the situation has reached today, let's fight to decide life or death!


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