Chapter three hundred and twentieth three feet will start from no front
The general who defended the city had been preparing for a long time just to kill the foreign enemy this time. Who would have thought that this powerful foreign enemy was a bit unusual, and even the thousands of arrows fired at it failed to have any impact on it.
At this time, the face of the general guarding the city became solemn, and at the same time he felt a little regretful for his contempt. Looking at Fang Yi who was still flying in the air, he couldn't help but feel like retreating.
"General!" The soldiers beside the general guarding the city reminded in a low voice, hoping that the general would give some advice at this time. After all, the general is the backbone of the entire army.
The thunder and thunder in the distance became more and more intense, and it was getting closer. It was feared that it would not take long to be on top of the city. The morale of the army began to be unstable. If the general did not give orders, he was afraid that there would be a general who was defeated and fled.
"General, what general!" the general defending the city shouted angrily. It was easy to see from the panic on his face that there was nothing he could do.
After all, the soldiers of the Wu Kingdom are still mainly in the mortal realm. They may have a little bit of the real-person realm, but not too much, let alone how powerful they are. Flying with a sword is unimaginable.
Among the soldiers, those who can reach the foundation building stage can already be called generals, and the generals guarding the main roads are basically at the Qi refining stage, and among the three princes, they are slightly at the Bigu stage.
It seems that there are still few powerful monks in these countries, how can they compete with the disciples of that sect, so the countries will let the sect support them behind to gain greater combat power.
The general guarding the city looked solemnly at Fang Yi, who was wielding a sword in the air. He guessed that Fang Yi must be a disciple of the sect. Those two different swords were at least a disciple of the Sword Sect. His sword-wielding skills were even more proficient. It was simply not something that the current soldiers could resist.
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"General! Do you want to withdraw the troops?" The soldiers beside the general guarding the city began to make suggestions to the general.
At this time, there are very few people who want to survive. What this soldier said is reasonable. If there is no chance of winning, retreating is a way to preserve strength. This suggestion is also well-intentioned. It is to provide advice to the general.
"Huh?" The general guarding the city glared at the soldiers beside him without saying a word.
This glance even made the soldiers beside the general who defended the city lower his body and take a few steps back. This majestic aura was really not something ordinary soldiers could resist.
"bass!"
Who would have thought! An unexpected scene happened! The general who defended the city caught him by surprise, drew a three-foot-long sword from the side of his waist, and in full view of everyone, stabbed the soldier who had just proposed to withdraw his troops with a sword.
"This~" The soldier looked at the long sword stuck in his abdomen. A trace of red flowed from the wound, and he couldn't understand why the general was acting like this.
"Bah!" The face of the general guarding the city was calm, and he was not angry and intimidated. There was no trace of the lewd and indulgent look that he had just embraced. At this time, the general guarding the city was not angry and intimidated, giving people an aura that overwhelmed everyone.
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The soldiers guarding the city stared blankly at all this. They were shocked and speechless by the actions of the general guarding the city just now.
"General! General!" The crimson color of the wound gradually spread, gradually coloring the entire armor. The soldier kept talking about "General" with a look of death on his face.
"Bang!" The soldiers who fell to the ground just like this fell down on the city, lifeless.
"Ha~hu~" The general defending the city took a deep breath. It seemed that he had something to say, which affected the entire defending army.
"Nonsense! Shake the morale of the army! How can this person stay in the army! No matter what monsters and monsters we encounter today, the whole army will march forward with its fate!" The calm and self-respecting voice of the general guarding the city spread throughout the army, and Wu Guo
The soldiers all listened solemnly.
"Today, my whole army will use all its strength to stop that demonic evildoer, whether it is thunder calamity magic or earth-shaking! We have nothing to fear!" the city guarding general continued.
"Obey your order!" The soldiers guarding the city on the city wall returned in unison, with such loud momentum that it almost scared Fang Yi in the air.
When the general who defended the city saw that no one in the army proposed to withdraw, he immediately smiled with relief, drew his sword and pointed it at Fang Yi.
The thunder catastrophe behind Fang Yi became more and more intense. Thunder catastrophes exploded out and fell on the ground. Countless birds and beasts were hit by the thunder catastrophes and turned into coke.
The soldiers on the city wall looked at the thunder disaster behind Fang Yi and couldn't help but become frightened.
At this time, Fang Yi was like the world-destroying demon god, coming with the world-destroying sky thunder, overwhelming all enemies in the world, and even sweeping through the obstacles in the way. Thunder, light, purple, and lightning continued like wisps, bursts of thunder, and demon-breaking strikes.
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The sound of thunder every time made everyone feel more frightened, and the whirlpool of clouds seemed to swallow everything, moving with Fang Yi in the air.
In the minds of the soldiers, this thunder from the sky must have been cast by Fang Yi, and under his control, he wanted to break the city.
The whirlpool of clouds had covered the entire city, blocking out the sky and the sun. The sun, moon and stars could not be seen. All that appeared in the eyes were thousands of intricate purple lightning thunders.
"Let go!" The general who defended the city still did not give up, commanding the crossbowmen to shoot at Fang Yi in the air, but his words were a little weak, as if he was giving up, but at the same time he was unwilling to do so.
The arrows met with the thunder in the sky, but were turned into black powder by the thunder, and drifted to unknown places with the strong wind.
But Fang Yi struggled to avoid the thunder and tried his best to survive this thunderstorm.
"Let go!" The general guarding the city continued to give orders with a reluctant tone.
The soldier lying beside the general, who had been silent for a long time, just opened his eyes and didn't understand why the general didn't give up until his death. It was obvious that the general always praised what he said, but at this time, he stabbed him in anger.
Kill it yourself.
Although there was no direct confrontation with Fang Yi, all the soldiers had already lost their will to fight. Each arrow seemed so weak, their faces were ashen, and they were like puppets obeying the general's orders.
Fang Yi overcame the calamity on this city, followed the trend, and wanted to defeat the city. Who would have thought that the defenders of this city had no resistance at all.
"Boom! Boom!"
The cloud whirlpool in the sky has covered the entire city, and the center of the whirlpool seems to have swallowed up the entire city. A series of tribulation thunders fell on the city wall, emitting countless firelights.
"Ah!" A pitiful cry came from the city defenders. When they turned around and looked, a soldier had been struck by lightning and turned into charcoal and shattered on the city wall.
Seeing this, the general guarding the city was even more unmoved, his mouth stiffened, and he was unable to shoot in the air.
A wave of wave-length swords had no effect on the opponent. The tired crossbowman put his hand into the quiver, only to find that there were no more arrows. The sight of thousands of arrows filling the sky no longer appeared.
At this time, Fang Yi was not focused on anything else. He didn't care about the soldiers of the Wu Kingdom under him, and concentrated on dealing with the power of the thunder!
The general defending the city knew that the battle had been lost and was unable to resist at all. It was completely different from what he had imagined. He thought that thousands of troops would come to attack the city.
At that time, with the range and power of this crossbowman, thousands of soldiers and horses of the Patriots could lie down several feet away. At that time, it could be said that victory was won without spending a single soldier!
"Three feet will be lifted up without a sharp edge, and the sword will be suspended in the air to break the thunder!" Fang Yi could not think about the city of Wu under him. He pointed his two fingers forward and his clothes were fluttering in the strong wind.
The long sword will rise up, break away from Fang Yi's feet, and turn into a ray of light that shuttles among the thousands of tribulation thunders, pulling the tribulation thunders and striking
Close.
Then the Ling Shen sword behind Fang Yi was lifted up and stepped on Fang Yi's body. Fang Yi stood facing the wind with a resolute face and resolute attitude. If anyone was here, he would be in a state of admiration.
At this time, Fang Yi had very little use for Ling Shen in his mind. This was a divine sword obtained from the Shisheng Realm, and its power was obviously extraordinary.
Recalling the dark red sky and the thousands of soldiers, many of them were monks in the Bigu stage. If they could be used, the world would be conquered.
The land of the Great Xia, which is tens of thousands of miles away, will also change hands. In Fang Yi's mind, it is better to keep a low profile, shoot the first bird, and be remembered by unscrupulous people. He is afraid that he will be in a desperate situation, or even escape out to sea.
"That person is triggering the thunder?" Seeing that Fang Yi used his sword to trigger the thunder, the general defending the city immediately analyzed that in the opinion of the general defending the city, this thunder must have been cast by Fang Yi to destroy the city.
However, the general who defended the city did not know Fang Yi's predicament at this time, so he tried his best to make the thunder miss him and let his followers go away with their long swords.
However, this calamity thunder seemed to have a will, very few of them were pulled away by the long sword, and most of them came towards Fang Yi.
This move was not painful for Fang Yi, but for the soldiers of the Wu Kingdom under Fang Yi. At this moment, Fang Yi held the sword at his feet, and his body was as light as a swallow. Thunders passed by Fang Yi's side one after another until they reached the city of Wu.
The tribulation thunder fell and struck directly on the city wall. With these desolate streets and shabby houses, who would have thought that the originally prosperous hub city would be reduced to ashes by this tribulation thunder.
The fire suddenly started, and the wind took advantage of it and directly submerged the Wu city into the sea of flames.
The people who had not escaped from the city died because of the thunder. The city was filled with mourning. They didn't know why they were struck by the thunder.
Innocent people fled from the houses and pavilions. They originally placed their hopes on the streets outside the houses, but there were no blazing fires there, and there was no such hot breath.
Unexpectedly, the situation outside the house was even more desperate. The fire had spread throughout the city. Wherever there was peace, where there was hope, all hope was gone.
The scorching breath filled the city, and many people had fainted because they could not bear the heat.
Inhaling the hot air in the nose directly burned people's nasal cavities, making it difficult to breathe, and the difficulty of movement was once again overwhelmed by the fire.
"This!" The surviving soldiers stood on the city wall and looked towards the city. The tragic scene touched every Wu soldier.
The general guarding the city even closed his eyes and dared not look directly, but the sound could not be isolated. The wailing sounds reached the general's ears, making him feel even more guilty.
Fang Yi, who was going through the tribulation, had no time to take care of the city and the innocent people at this time. He had no choice but to focus on overcoming the tribulation and fight for a chance of survival for himself.
"Did you see it?" the general guarding the city asked the soldiers in a solemn voice.
At this time, the image of the general guarding the city suddenly grew taller in the hearts of the soldiers. Originally, the general had a chance to retreat, but why didn't he retreat?
This tragic scene has explained everything. The people have no power to fight back under this thunder.
The soldiers came to the conclusion that this world is already the world of Zhenren and the world of the sect. As long as the sect exists, no one in the world dares to resist it.
"Soldiers, can you have confidence? Will you accompany me, the general, with the city? Will you die together?" the general guarding the city asked the soldiers in a rich voice.
"The city is with me! If the city dies, I will die!" The soldiers returned in unison, patting their chests. This momentum was so moving that it even stopped the tribulation thunder.