I am Master Maoshan

Chapter 1992 General Wu Yi

"How did this birdman catch up with us? We were clearly walking fast enough." Liu Jun frowned, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Yao Guangxiao at the side gently patted Liu Jun's shoulder and motioned him to look up at the sky: "Look about 200 feet to the upper right, that's the ghost bat. What these things are best at is tracking. They can follow their targets silently in the night sky."

Hearing this, Liu Jun looked up and saw a ghost bat hovering not far above his head. Its dark wings almost blended into the night sky. If Yao Guangxiao hadn't reminded him, he would have had difficulty noticing it.

In fact, Yao Guangxiao did not notice the existence of the ghost bat. He thought of this creature, so he looked up and searched in the air, and then he discovered the ghost bat.

At this moment, the city walls of Qingzhou City were still brightly lit, and the soldiers were on full alert. Prince Wei Bai continued to stand on the back of the flying beast, looking at the defenders on the city walls, as if waiting for something.

The six-winged princes and four-winged messengers behind him had already surrounded Liu Jun and his group.

At this moment, several agile figures appeared quietly and silently above the highest attic on the Qingzhou city wall, as if they were the brightest stars in the night sky, attracting attention.

All of these people are the top strong men in Qingzhou City, and they are also the senior leaders of Qingzhou City’s army. Their existence is also the reason why Qingzhou City is known as the indestructible city.

Leading the way was none other than Wu Yi, the great general of the Qingzhou army, an unrivaled strong man in the middle stage of the Half-Step God King realm.

His face was firm, and his eyes revealed a kind of awe-inspiring temperament. He exuded a faint sense of oppression, which was the aura that only the truly strong possessed.

Next to him, there were several of his capable men, all of whom were top-notch experts in Qingzhou City. Some of them were silent, while others had sharp eyes, but they all exuded a powerful aura that made people dare not underestimate them.

"What are you doing in our Qingzhou City, Prince Six Wings of Qianyu City? You're disturbing my sleep late at night!" A deputy general suddenly shouted, his tone full of dissatisfaction and hostility.

This deputy general was of burly build and had a rough face, and one could tell at first glance that he was a man of temperament.

"Xu Zhu, I've told you several times to be more civilized." General Wu Yi frowned slightly, with a hint of blame in his tone.

"I'm just a rough man and I can't be civilized." Deputy General Xu muttered softly. Although his voice was not loud, everyone present could hear it clearly.

General Wu Yi knew what kind of temper this guy had, so he did not pursue the matter further, but instead turned his gaze to Prince Wei Bai. His eyes revealed a kind of scrutiny and curiosity, and it was obvious that he was full of interest in the Prince of Qianyu City who came to visit him late at night.

"Your Highness, what brings you here so late at night?" General Wu Yi's voice was steady and powerful, with a hint of curiosity in his tone.

"Come and take a few people back." Prince Wei Bai waved his finger lightly, pointing at Liu Jun and others who were gathered together and talking in a low voice not far away.

"Who are these people? Why did they provoke the six-winged birdmen from Qianyu City to come out in person?" Deputy General Xu muttered in a low voice, his eyes full of curiosity and confusion.

Wu Yi looked at Liu Jun and the others sharply, with a hint of surprise in his eyes that was hard to conceal.

"Human race, demon race, this combination is quite rare." Wu Yi whispered to himself. Although his voice was light, it revealed his doubts about this combination.

Indeed, under normal circumstances, the relationship between the demons and humans is not harmonious. This is not because the demons love to eat human flesh, nor because humans are keen on capturing demons as slaves, but because during the ancient war, some irreconcilable disputes and misunderstandings occurred between the two sides. These historical issues led to the continuous deterioration of the relationship between the demons and humans. Despite the passage of time and the changes of the years, this deep estrangement has always been difficult to eliminate.

At this moment, a deputy general quietly approached Wu Yi and whispered, "Boss, the young human in the middle seems to be somewhat similar to the newly canonized Son of Heavenly Fire."

"Are you sure you didn't see it wrong?" Wu Yi was suddenly shocked and asked hurriedly.

"No, didn't you ask me to represent Qingzhou City to attend the Ten Thousand Year Fire Ceremony some time ago? I saw this human at that time. He was sitting next to the chief steward and seemed to be the chief steward's junior." The deputy general spoke in a firm tone without any hesitation.

"The Holy Son of Skyfire? The descendants of Sister Feng? What are these birdmen trying to do? Capture the Holy Son? They are so bold! I'll pull off their wings and roast them and eat them!" When Deputy General Xu heard the words "the descendants of the chief steward", his eyes immediately burned with rage. He pulled out two short hammers that were shining with cold light from his waist. His muscles were tense, and he rushed forward regardless of everything like a tiger about to break free from its reins.

"Be quiet!" Wu Yi was quick-witted and pulled Deputy General Xu back, forcibly stopping his impulsive behavior.

Deputy General Xu's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he staggered, his face full of confusion and unwillingness.

"Boss, what are you doing?" Lieutenant General Xu looked back at Wu Yi with a puzzled look on his face. There seemed to be two fires burning in his eyes, which showed both his loyalty to Feng Wanqing and endless anger towards the enemy.

"What are you going to do?" Wu Yi's face was dark, and his tone was filled with unquestionable majesty.

"Save the Holy Son! Sister Feng's descendants are our own people," said Deputy General Xu as a matter of course.

He held the short hammer tightly in both hands, as if ready to charge into battle again and give the birdmen a few more blows. "Wait a minute, we'll help when the Holy Son asks for help." Wu Yi narrowed his eyes, his tone calm and firm.

At this time, Prince Wei Bai outside the city wall seemed to be getting impatient. He shouted again: "We promise not to enter the city, and we will not hurt any Qingzhou residents. We will leave after we catch these people!"

His voice echoed outside the empty city, with a hint of urgency and helplessness.

However, Wu Yi and the others showed no intention of replying, nor did they take any action.

Looking at the several powerful men in Qingzhou City standing silently on the city wall like silent stone statues, Prince Wei Bai's expression turned a little ugly.

He gritted his teeth and stared at the city wall with a sharp gaze, as if trying to read something from the silence. In the end, he could only sigh helplessly, thinking that these guys had tacitly agreed to his intentions.

"Capture the human in the middle at all costs! Everyone else can be killed." Prince Wei Bai's voice was low and murderous.

Liu Jun narrowed his eyes and looked up and down at Prince Wei Bai and his men, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and there was a hint of fighting spirit in his eyes.

"If you don't want to fight, then I will reveal my identity as the Son of God. Those people on the city wall should not sit idly by." Liu Jun's voice was calm and confident. He believed that the defenders of Qingzhou City would take his identity as the Son of God into consideration and lend a helping hand.

However, Yao Guangxiao on the side shook his head, also squinting his eyes, with a fighting light flashing in his eyes.

"But I want to fight and vent my anger at the eight-winged birdman." Yao Guangxiao's words were full of ruthlessness. It was obvious that he couldn't wait to use this battle to vent his anger.

When Liu Jun heard this, a hint of fighting spirit flashed in his eyes, and then he laughed loudly: "Then let's do it!"

The next second, Liu Jun was like a cheetah ready to pounce, bursting out with powerful strength, and rushed towards the Eden messengers around him. His figure drew a sharp arc in the sunlight, and wherever he went, the air seemed to be torn apart, bringing up a strong airflow.

The Eden messengers, led by the Six-Winged Prince, had long been envious of Liu Jun and his men. The various setbacks and defeats in the previous battles had filled their hearts with resentment.

At this moment, seeing Liu Jun rushing towards them, they also used all their strength without hesitation.

Several six-winged princes spread their huge wings behind them, which emitted a strange light. The feathers on their wings shone with a metallic luster, and each feather seemed to contain powerful power.

Prince Wei Bai took the lead in facing Liu Jun, and grabbed Liu Jun with his claws like sharp blades, causing a whistling sound.

The other six-winged princes and four-winged messengers followed suit, and gathered around Liu Jun, Yao Guangxiao and the others from all directions. A fierce battle began. The battlefield was instantly filled with flashes of swords and sabers, the shouts of killing were deafening, and the smell of blood gradually spread.

“Boss, the Holy Son is only a late Lord God, but look at those six-winged angels, they are all early Half-Step God King powerhouses! Don’t we really need to go up and help?” Deputy General Xu frowned, his eyes full of worry, and confirmed with General Wu Yi again.

General Wu Yi remained calm, his eyes were as sharp as torches, and he replied calmly, "No need. This Saint Son is just as strong as you. Since he dares to fight, he must have his reasons."

After hearing this, Deputy General Xu still found it hard to accept. He shook his head and muttered, "I don't believe it. How can such a young guy have such a strong strength? This is simply unreasonable!"

At this time, a deputy general wearing a mysterious mask spoke up, with a hint of awe in his tone: "Old Xu, it's really possible. Didn't you see the Saint Son's swords just now? Each sword was extremely sharp, and he fought hard with the six-winged prince, and even faintly won."

Deputy General Xu was stunned when he heard this. He thought carefully about the scene just now, slapped his thigh suddenly, and exclaimed: "Ah? That's right! The strength of the six-winged birdman should be about the same as mine. The Holy Son can actually fight with him without losing. This... This is simply incredible! As expected of someone chosen by Sister Feng, he is so strong!"

The battle outside the city is still going on. It is still Liu Jun against Prince Wei Bai, the tiger-striped strong man and the ape man are fighting against the other two six-winged princes respectively. As for the extremely powerful Yao Guangxiao, he is still a lone hero, fighting against the siege of the three six-winged princes on his own.

However, unlike the last confrontation, this time, except for Liu Jun who still had a slight advantage, the other three seemed to be unable to cope and gradually fell into a tough battle.

Although every time the tiger-striped sturdy man swung his punch, it still carried the power of a tsunami, but it was difficult to shake his opponent in the slightest; the ape-man warrior's agile figure kept jumping, but was always suppressed by the six-winged prince's attacks that followed him like a shadow; as for Yao Guangxiao, although he had a hundred tricks, he seemed to be stretched to the limit and unable to display them when the three six-winged princes joined forces.

Thinking back to the last battle, although it was equally fierce, those six-winged princes seemed to have left some room for maneuver and did not go all out.

This time, they seemed to have decided not to hold back, and immediately displayed their second form - a heart-pounding change.

Suddenly, blood-red lines began to flow on their snow-white wings. Those lines seemed to have life, winding and moving on the wings, emitting a heart-pounding breath.

This seemed to be some kind of ancient and powerful blood sacrifice technique, which made the six-winged princes' strength and speed leap forward. Their attacks became more swift, and every flap of their wings seemed to tear space apart, and every strike of their claws was enough to collapse mountains.

Under such an attack, even the rock-solid defense of the tiger-striped strong man began to show cracks; the agility and speed of the ape-man warrior also seemed much slower in front of the six-winged prince; and Yao Guangxiao, although he was still trying to find a way to break the deadlock, he also felt unprecedented pressure facing three enemies with greatly increased strength.