Wuhuang is above

Chapter 127 The King of Hell
"Brother Huang, do you really need to send someone to meet her?" Behind the man, a petite black figure asked softly.

The man shook his head: "No need. If she can't even handle this situation, then there's no need to stay."

Seeing the indifference in the man's eyes, the petite figure sighed softly, then the figure twisted for a while, and disappeared directly into the darkness.

These two people are the kings of Dasumi, Tuoba Yunjie and Tuoba Ziyuan.

It's just that at this time, Ziyuan lost the indifference that she used to reject people thousands of miles away, and there was an indifference that didn't exist before in the always gentle King Osumi.

On the battlefield, Feng Qingyu seemed to have been cornered by the sword cultivator in the battle circle surrounded by millions of Nanyun troops.

The flaming saber no longer released its blade arc, but her unscrupulous style of fighting caused the sword repairman quite a headache.

After so long, the saber arc is gone, but the female general's combat power is still strong.

Especially since the opponent has no way out, if you want to take the opponent down at this time, you can't do it without showing some hole cards.

Thinking of this, Jianxiu let go of the long sword in his palm suddenly, and at the same time shaking back the flaming saber, Jianxiu's body suddenly rose, and immediately, the sword light all over the sky was also stopped.

An extremely fierce sword intent shrouded Feng Qingyu's body. Under the suppression of this sword intent, the fire light was also imprisoned, staying motionless in midair. .

Feng Qingyu, on the other hand, seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and it seemed extremely difficult without even moving a bit.

After fighting for so long, the sword cultivator's ultimate move was finally unleashed. The long sword suspended in the air was like light and electricity, splitting into twelve in an instant, each of which was locked on Feng Qingyu in the middle of the battlefield.

However, the moment those twelve lightsabers attacked Feng Qingyu, the sword intent that imprisoned her was suddenly shattered by her backhand, and then, a sword arc that was several times stronger than before suddenly appeared, and went straight to the few people behind. Fly away with the pseudonym monk!
The arc of the knife was lightning fast, and it was already in front of those people as soon as it appeared.

But at this time they wanted to avoid it, obviously it was too late!
When the red figure flashed in front of his eyes, the blood of the seven cultivators who transformed into gods was on the spot, and fourteen pieces of their bodies fell in the air, leaving millions of enemy soldiers stunned.

Seven Huashen were beheaded, and the fierce and domineering knife was intended to break through the opponent's defense in an instant, and strangled all the Nascent Souls within them.

All of this happened so fast that before everyone could react, they were already dead, and the red figure rushed straight to the capital like lightning.

The moment Feng Qingyu left the battle circle, the twelve lightsabers also completed their final condensing and chased after them.

But Feng Qingyu didn't hide, and let the twelve lightsabers pass through her body!

Seeing that the other party was hit, Jian Xiu was overjoyed, and raised his leg to chase after him, but at this moment, Feng Qingyu grabbed the twelve lightsabers with his backhand, and then rushed to the city without thinking Fly to the door.

The subordinate was beheaded, twelve lightsabers were taken away, the sword cultivator screamed in anger, and chased him for more than ten miles, but he didn't dare to chase after ten miles outside the capital, because the tower standing on the city wall A series of Xuanhuang divine machine crossbows were already aimed at him.

As long as he dared to take a step beyond the thunder pool, the ground-level heavy crossbow would definitely be launched without hesitation!

That thing is not an ordinary high-level heavy crossbow, if you really want to take a hit, even if he is a virtual cultivator, he will die!
However, although the Xuanhuang Divine Machine Crossbow is powerful, it also has shortcomings. Otherwise, it would not be classified as an earth-level magic weapon, and it would have already entered the ranks of heaven-level treasures.

Normal heavy crossbow, long range, insufficient lethality, limited power.

In order to make up for these shortcomings, the Xuanhuang Divine Machine Crossbow forcibly compressed the power of the crossbow bolts within a range of ten miles.

If a heavy crossbow hits within ten miles, even a cultivator will suffer hatred!
The price to be paid to increase the power of the Xuanhuang Divine Machine Crossbow to this point is of course extremely high.

Every time the Xuanhuang divine machine crossbow is fired, it consumes a huge amount of spirit stones.

Moreover, non-top-grade spirit stones cannot be activated at all.

It was also because of the existence of more than a dozen Xuanhuang divine machine crossbows that the Nanyun army had been besieging the city for so long and there was no movement.

Cultivators cherish their lives, if they can force the royal family to hand over power at the least cost, no one would want to fight for life and death.

So after Feng Qingyu stepped into the ten-mile range, Jianxiu resolutely gave up chasing and killing.

Wealth is worse than life, but a few lightsabers, the big deal is to refine them again!
Glancing at the heavy crossbow on the city wall, and then at the red figure, the sword repairer just looked away and left with hatred.

Seeing this scene, Tuoba Yunjie on the tower smiled, as if he had changed into a human being again, returning to the gentle and refined state before.

"This woman is still so cunning."

Throwing down a sentence without thinking, Tuoba Yunjie turned and left, and then disappeared like that Tuoba Ziyuan.

At the same time as Tuoba Yunjie left, cheers erupted everywhere, and the general in charge of defending the city also walked up to the city wall amid bursts of cheers, watching the approaching figure from a distance.

However, his gaze was not as hot as that of ordinary soldiers.

He didn't climb the city wall, but he has been paying attention to this battle. It can be said that every detail of this fight has been imprinted in his mind, and he has repeatedly considered it many times.

But it was after repeated scrutiny that the doubts in his heart became stronger.

If it is said that some hidden old monsters broke through the formation, he would recognize it. The cultivation world is so big, what kind of strong man is there?
It is not uncommon for him to see a monk who killed more than ten strong men of the same level by one person.

But Xiaoxiu, who didn't even have a condensed golden core, regretted that he would not be defeated, and he wouldn't believe it if he was killed!
But Nan Yunjun deliberately sent such a small person here, why?
His eyes scanned the red figure several times, but he didn't find anything strange about him.

Although the person is quite beautiful, in the world of self-cultivation where there are so many beauties, he is really not particularly outstanding.

Even if the other party wants to use a beauty trick, I'm afraid it won't work.

"General, she has already come over, when shall we open the city gate?" A lieutenant general asked enthusiastically.

After being bullied by the Nanyun army for so long, someone finally vented their anger on their behalf today, and he naturally had a good impression of that person in his heart, so he asked this question.

"Did I say to open the city gate?" the general glanced at the lieutenant general and asked in a low voice.

"But general, she has done a great job, we are like this, will you?"

Before the deputy general finished speaking, the general looked over with displeased eyes.

And at this time, Feng Qingyu also came to the gate of the city.

"I am Feng Qingyu, the vanguard of the right wing, quickly open the city gate!"

With that said, Feng Qingyu directly took out the appointment scroll.

However, she yelled three times, fearing that the soldiers on the city wall would not be able to see clearly, Feng Qingyu opened the scroll specially, but the general above still didn't respond, and just stared at her with frowns.

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