Fu Qingyang took a deep look at Wanyan Batian, turned around and turned into a sword light to escape. Feiyong Linxia City did not need to talk. As an eighth-level Yanshi, he had already understood Wanyan Batian's expression.<
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After descending the city, Fu Qingyang looked around and summoned a centurion who commanded the civilians to clean up the battlefield.
Lian Leng said: "Pass my order, all the first-class masters in the army and the junior masters will gather at the martial arts field."
Don’t wait for Centurion to accept the promise.
He turned into sword light again and flew towards the barracks.
A quarter of an hour later, Xia Hou Aotian and others gathered in the marshal's barracks. The teammates who had just finished a hard battle were just about to take a rest when they were summoned by the local soldiers sent by Fu Qingyang.
Seeing Fu Qingyang sitting at the table with a solemn expression, four or five people looked at each other in confusion and sat down with solemn expressions. Xiahou Aotian muttered.
"What's wrong?"
"I just saw a large army gathering at the martial arts field. You are planning to leave the city to attack the enemy camp." Fu Qingyang got straight to the point. "I went to the Northern Dynasty military camp, and Tuoba Guanghe and the Juque army were not in the enemy camp."<
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The expressions of Demon Eye and others changed, and Zhao Chenghuang said solemnly, "Tuoba Guanghe did not participate in the siege tonight."
Lingjun raised his eyebrows and reacted: "He went to steal the house?"
Demon Eye jumped up, clenched his fists, and shouted: "Retreat to the capital!"
"If you want to retreat, I will retreat." Although Fu Qingyang's face was solemn, his tone was calm, his mood was stable, and he had the demeanor of a general, "I will lead a force to the capital. You stay here to contain the main force of the Northern Dynasty. Linxia and the capital are forty miles apart.
Duoli, with the marching speed of the Juque army, I am afraid that the army has already reached the capital by now."
Tianxia Guihuo asked in confusion, "Why did Tuoba Guanghe lead the giant army to attack the capital alone?"
Such a development caught them off guard, and at the same time they felt it was unreasonable. The state had elite imperial city divisions and city defense forces, and the equipment and resources were better and richer.
In terms of experts, there is absolutely no shortage of saints and masters in the capital of the Southern Dynasty. Tuoba Guanghe only led the giant army there, and may not be able to capture the capital in a short time. And the Northern Dynasty camp, which lacks a coach, may be rumored to be taken advantage of by Qingyang.
Enter, lead the troops to encircle and annihilate, and completely defeat them.
The defenders of the Southern Dynasty, with three masters in charge, definitely have this strength. When the time comes, the Northern Dynasty army will ruin the good situation. If the Southern Dynasty returns a mouthful of blood, it will be extremely peaceful, and the offense and defense will change.
Chuan Qingyang said lightly: "Tuoba Guanghe is an experienced general. He must have his reasons for doing this. Something may have happened in the capital, and the defense is at its weakest, so Tuoba Guanghe has
Be sure to break the city in a short time."
"If he succeeds, then the defenders of Linxia will become a lone army and will undoubtedly be defeated." He spoke quickly, "You guys can guard Linxia and contain the main force of the Northern Dynasty. If necessary, you can take the initiative to attack."
After explaining, he stood up holding the table and strode towards the door.
The dark wind blew against my face, and the figure of the Imperial Master with white hair and withered grass came to my eyes instantly.
Zhang Yuanqing grabbed the Body and Soul Destruction Sword, activated it, covered the blade with a layer of pale golden flame, and slashed it down suddenly.
The blade burning with golden flames skipped the "chopping" process and landed on the protruding pitch-black ghost claw, which was broken at the wrist.
Zhang Yuanqing eliminated the process of physical movement and allowed his sword to kill the enemy instantly.
Among the skills of the Illusionist profession so far, only "Nothingness" can barely deal with enemies, mental strikes, emotional guidance, emotional detonation, illusions and other active skills, which will not have any effect on evil objects.
Because the Night Walker God is also proficient in illusions, and the spirit body is also powerful and tough, and the level gap is here.
After breaking the wrist, a ghost claw regenerated instantly, piercing Zhang Yuanqing's throat, and the sharp claws stabbed out from the back of the neck.
Zhang Yuanqing counterattacked with a knife, but the imperial master stopped his attack first and walked around behind Zhang Yuanqing like a ghost and tore open the armor on his back with a stabbing sound, cutting open the flesh and skin, revealing the spine and ribs.
Zhang Yuanqing brandished a short sword to fight back, but at the speed of the imperial master's transformation, he was like a clumsy child or an adult chasing flies with a fly swatter.
There were more and more scratches on the body that were not hit by the enemy. The national master retreated a distance and formed a seal with his hands.
Zhang Yuanqing's body stiffened suddenly, and the wound quickly condensed with hoarfrost, freezing his flesh and blood. The Yin Qi that invaded the body from the wound followed the blood and froze his limbs and bones.
The Imperial Master was using the yin energy from the wound to cast some kind of sinister spell. Whoosh, golden flames ignited, and a blazing sun mark imitating gold paint appeared on Zhang Yuanqing's forehead. The roots of his short hair floated up, dyed golden, and his skin reflected
Golden luster, pupils turned into molten gold.
"Chichi", wisps of black smoke evaporated from the body.
He activated the Burning Sun God of War skill. Zhang Yuanqing opened the inventory and found a mottled oil painting. The scenery in the painting was distorted and chaotic. Rivers floated in the sky, clouds spread on the earth, the sun and stars hung on the treetops, and a human-like figure stood upside down.
Walk.
He threw the oil painting at the Imperial Master, and the colors in the painting fell away one after another. He poured wine into reality, and the real world was quickly polluted. Painted rivers appeared in the sky, and the sun and moon hung on the treetops. The concepts of front, back, left, and right were reversed. p>
The body of the Imperial Master inside was twisted, his limbs were twisted behind his back, his head collapsed and sank, as if it was about to shrink into his chest, and the sound of cracking bones could be heard in his body.
A vortex of Yin Qi suddenly appeared in the body of the Imperial Master, and the spiritual power all over the body concentrated at one point and suddenly exploded.
A yin energy spread like a shock wave, shattering the strong colors around it.
These colors came together again and turned into an oil painting, which fell powerlessly. This prop that dominated quality was beaten back to its original shape.
Zhang Yuanqing used his void skill to make the fallen oil painting appear in his hand and take it back into his inventory.
When the Imperial Preceptor broke free from her restraints, the Silver Princess turned into starlight and appeared on the Imperial Preceptor. Her skirt was flying, her hair was dancing wildly, and she was exuding a strong Yin Qi within a few meters.
Princess Yin Yao, pointing like a sword, speaking words to her lips, chanting a spell.
The surrounding Yin energy comes alive and outlines,
Black runes were drawn out one after another, and with Princess Yin Yao's sword pointing out, they shot at the Imperial Master like a rain of arrows, thinking that this was Master Gai Liang's spirit-sealing talisman, a talisman specially used to seal the remnants of ghostly things. The Imperial Master opened his mouth slightly, and talismans rolled into his mouth, turning into spiritual nutrients, and then his body disappeared.
Seeing this, the clone Zhang Yuanqing did not hesitate to use Sunrise, letting the dazzling pure golden light spread in all directions.
The figure of the Imperial Master was forced to swallow it and appeared in front of Princess Yinyao.
With a flash of black light, Princess Yinyao's head flew high into the air and fell to the ground.
The Imperial Master grabbed her body, opened his mouth with intertwined fangs, bit into the broken part of her neck and fought fiercely. He spent a lot of money and just swallowed the spirit of this vagina.
A short knife was thrust out from the mouth of the national master. At the critical moment, he wore the companion spirit moon.
Zhang Yuanqing swam behind the Imperial Preceptor at night and attacked. Zhang Yuanqing twisted his wrist and spun the short blade, smashing half of the Imperial Preceptor's head.
He grabbed a thin bamboo stick with his other hand and whipped the Imperial Master hard.
"Pa!"
Along with the crisp blows, the boiling power of Taiyin in the Imperial Master's body suddenly became calm and slow, and the headless body remained motionless.
Zhang Yuanqing swung his short sword and cut off the imperial master's arms.
Princess Yinyao's body fell and her head was picked up.
The next second, the power of Taiyin boiled, and the Imperial Master's head flew back and landed on his neck. The broken neck bones were connected, and the flesh and blood grew together again.
"Bang bang bang!"
Zhang Yuanqing, who activated the Sun God of War state, started fighting with the Imperial Master.
Using elbows and knees at the same time, they collided more than ten times in a second.
The clone Zhang Yuanqing swoops in and joins the battle. Wearing the Heaven Sacrifice Suit, he is more powerful than the original body, which greatly relieves Zhang Yuanqing's pressure.
However, the Imperial Master was able to defeat She with ease. He did not defend himself at all, and relied on his terrifying physique to fight to the death with the two Sun War Gods. Ligua left scratch marks on the body.
Red flames descended from the high school. The leader of the Red Fire Gang transformed into a hot wheel and entered the battlefield with force. Madoka in the distance was operating at the Dharma table. First, he performed rituals and prayed for blessings, so that the four companions received blessings from the unknown, and then put them on the national master.
Reduce the buff.
The Palace Master sang a high-pitched song to encourage his teammates. At the same time, he rubbed the Demon Refining Pot and poured out streams of life source liquid to restore their injuries in time. With the blessing of two powerful assistants, Princess Yinyao and the four of them suppressed
With the Imperial Master's output, he was almost unable to resist.
However, Zhang Yuanqing's heart was extremely heavy because it had a time limit, and the Heaven Sacrifice Suit only had fifteen minutes. With a clone and he lost the God of War of the Burning Sun, the Heaven Sacrifice Suit's combat power was increased, and the situation was reversed. Don't look at it.
The Imperial Master often loses his arms and legs, and looks miserable, but his Yin Qi is always strong and he can recover quickly from any serious injury.
Taiyin's battery life is unparalleled in the world. If this continues, there is no way we can win!
A protracted battle will lead to defeat. If we drag it on longer, maybe the cooldown time of the Sky-Swallowing Beast will be better!
We must concentrate our efforts to inflict heavy damage on the national division.
Zhang Yuanqing's thoughts turned rapidly and he said: "Everyone, the old man's breath is endless and he will not be defeated for a long time."
Gang Leader Duan asked what the fire masters all over the world have agreed upon: "What should we do?"
"Concentrate your efforts to destroy him." Zhang Yuanqing said.
The avatar Zhang Yuanqing connected with the main body and immediately distanced himself. The effect of the Mystical Life Suit was repeated, and he manipulated four kinds of spiritual power to temporarily restrain the national master.
The palace master stopped singing, and thousands of silk ribbons emerged from under her skirt. They rushed towards the Imperial Master and bound him. Countless threads were like tentacles, gently but quickly caressing the Imperial Master's abdomen.
"Buzz!"
A Gu insect the size of a washbasin grabbed all the black severed hands and landed on Xiao Yuan's altar table. Xiao Yuan took out a short knife and cut the severed hand. The black blood flowing out of his index finger was stained on the yellow paper talisman.
Draw a spell and stick it on the scarecrow.
The scarecrow burst into black flames and burned quickly.
Black flames also appeared on the body of the Imperial Master in the distance, and his dark and tough skin began to melt, and he roared in pain.
Curse to Kill!
At this time, the palace master's pregnancy skills finally succeeded after successive failures, and the abdomen continued to expand. Soon, like a pregnant woman about to give birth, the baby's cry came from the belly.
The power of the national division is further weakened.
Zhang Yuanqing shouted, "Palace Master, give me the thunder spear."
The Master of the Killing Palace quickly opened the inventory and threw a lightning spear at him.
Suddenly, the Imperial Master's robe tore open and his round belly revealed a baby's face.
The face quickly became ferocious, and the fetus in the belly was turned into a ghost baby by the imperial master. With a sound, warm blood flowed from the nose, tinnitus burst, and the headache felt like it was about to be torn apart.
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This feeling is so familiar that it’s a mental shock!
The sound of a baby crying has an effect similar to a mental shock.
The national master cast a sinister spell to transform the fetus in his belly into a ghost baby with offensive power.
The Master of the Killing Palace endured the severe pain, moved his red lips slightly, and hummed a melodious and gentle melody - a lullaby.
The screaming ghost baby was comforted by its mother, slowly fell into a deep sleep in the gentle maternal love.
Zhang Yuanqing caught the thunder spear and threw it towards the Imperial Master, roaring like a wild beast. On the other side, the Imperial Master's body squirmed with flesh and blood and tried his best to regenerate, but was unable to do so. His breath was extremely weak.
Zhang Yuanqing "exhaled" a breath of chill, and most of the Yin Qi in his body was expelled, successfully containing the mutation.
"Shuzi!" The Imperial Master looked unwilling and stared at Zhang Yuanqing with malicious eyes. He suddenly sneered, "Tuoba Guanghe has rushed to the capital. If you kill Pindao, the gods and humans will decline. And your accomplices have fallen under Pindao's corpse curse.
, even if the divine power of the sun can suppress it, your vitality has been severely damaged. When Tuoba Guanghe arrives, you will undoubtedly die. The capital will fall and the Southern Dynasty will be destroyed."
"Tuoba Guanghe is here?" Zhang Yuanqing was shocked.
"After you destroyed the Zheng family, I sent the Infernal Corpse to Linxia to meet Tuoba Guanghe." The Imperial Master said sternly, "You have been hurting me for decades, and your plan has failed. If I win, I will help him destroy the Southern Dynasty to vent his anger."
, if I lose, you will be buried with me."
Zhang Yuanqing came to the Imperial Preceptor in shock and grabbed his neck, "Then please ask the Imperial Preceptor to take the first step."
The powerful divine power of the sun was ejected from the palm of his hand, and the golden flames engulfed the remains of the imperial master. It lasted for dozens of seconds before it subsided. Only half of the skeleton was left in his hand, and both body and soul were destroyed.
Zhang Yuanqing let go of his hand and let the skeleton fall to the ground. He looked at his companions and said in a weak tone: "Come closer to me!"
Waiting for people to bathe in the golden sunshine, it is like a frozen person feeling the light of fire. His limbs gradually regain consciousness, and the four Yin Qi in the body are gradually dissipating, but this process is very slow.
It wasn't until Zhang Yuanqing's spiritual power was exhausted that their bodies returned to normal, with their skin color still pale and the hollowness in their eyes.
The remaining poison has not yet disappeared, and the spiritual power reaches the sun. The dazzling lightning, which is also used to deal with negative things, flashes past. The thunder light directs the head of the Chinese master and flies into the distance. The head of the national master is reborn again.
Zhang Yuanqing recalled the thunder spear and threw it again, and the young master's head exploded again.
Zhang Yuanqing recalled the thunder spear again, and after throwing it four times, Zhang Yuanqing's arms turned into charcoal, while the Imperial Master's head regenerated again, but the regeneration speed slowed down significantly, and it took more than ten seconds to recover.
"His strength has weakened!" Zhang Yuanqing shouted.
"No problem, leave it to me." The clone Zhang Yuanqing took off the heaven-sacrifice sleeve and threw it back to the main body, then dived towards the Imperial Master: "The meaning of the clone's existence is to die for the main body!"
A miniature sun appeared behind his head.
"Boom!"
The moment the clone hit the Imperial Master, the divine power of the sun in his body was detonated. The golden ball of light expanded rapidly, exploded, and solidified in the night sky for three seconds, like a huge sun.
The Imperial Master's body was torn into pieces and he fell powerlessly.
Suddenly, the unrecognizable face appeared, the pale green eyes suddenly opened, and he recited a spell with a hoarse and low voice. The fallen severed hands and feet came to life, came over, and did not regroup, but turned into black smoke.
Crash into the bodies of the Palace Master, Xiao Yuan, Gang Leader Duan and Zhang Yuanqing.
The bodies of the four people froze and rose up, bursts of black smoke appeared, revealing their fangs and claws, and the blood color of their skin receded, turning the bodies of the four dead pale.
Their bodies transform towards the feminine.
Zhang Yuanqing immediately opened his mouth and opened his mouth, gradually eliminating the cold air in his body. Then he looked at Xiao Yuan and others. He could only resist with his will and spiritual power. He had no effective means to restrain the Yin energy, and there were bursts of noise in his throat.
The leader of the Duan Gang, who had regained his ability to speak, said hurriedly, "What the Imperial Master said just now is the truth! Tuoba Guanghe is leading his troops to the capital? Has Linxia lost this place?"
"That's the truth!" Zhang Yuanqing replied in the affirmative with a solemn tone, "But it shouldn't be that Guo Linxia fell, but that Tuoba Guanghe divided his troops for a surprise attack."
Chang, the leader of Gang Duan, sighed, "There's another fierce battle!"
Madoka and the Palace Master frowned, their expressions downcast and their eyes worried. "They have just fought a battle with the Imperial Master. You guys who have lost your energy and greatly damaged Yuanshi. The props at the bottom of the box are in a cooling state. How can you fight with the ninth-level Tuoba Guanghe? That's Biguo."
The teacher needs to be a powerful presence."
Zhang Yuanqing was silent for a few seconds and sighed at the national spirit: "With Yang Ce's astuteness, he should have discovered their plan and would think of us to find a way to delay it." Before he finished speaking, the four of them turned to look north at the same time.
A powerful and incomparable breath is coming towards the capital, and at the same time, the soldiers at the North City Gate are beating drums and blowing horns.