Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 593: Anti-City Phantasm: Death Echo

It was not until then that Dugu Feng realized how big the gap was between him and him. What was the point of being able to arm wrestle with Zhao Deyan? Just with this unheard-of sonic skill, he deserved the title of Grandmaster.

Just ask DTZ's Wu Zun Bi Xuan, Goryeo's Yi Jian Master Fu Cai Lin, San Ren Ning Daoqi and the like, can they defeat an army by themselves? Can't do it? He can!

"Dugu Feng, are you okay?"

A muffled voice reached his ears. He turned around and saw Fu Junyu and Ling Longjiao shouting loudly half a mile away. Behind them were the cavalrymen who had retreated ten miles earlier and were ordered by Shangguan Long and Xiang Siren to charge as soon as the shouting stopped.

kill……

kill……

Rumble…

"I'm fine... just a little dizzy."

Her response was drowned out by the cavalry's shouts and the sound of horse hooves.

Eighteen elite cavalrymen in golden armor charged in the front, and two thousand iron cavalrymen charged behind. When this group of iron torrents returned to the front of the city gate, they all stopped their horses at the same time. This was not only because there were sharp chevaux de frise in front of them, but also because the trench was full of dead bodies. On the flat ground between the chevaux de frise and the trench, more than twenty Song soldiers with blood coming out of seven orifices were crawling, and some soldiers were staggering like idiots. How could the scene be described with just one word: "miserable".

Looking further up, there were several dead bodies lying on the battlements, and even the city gate tower had collapsed.

Minister Chai ordered everyone to retreat ten miles away, so they did so obediently. Naturally, they could not see the battle situation on the city wall clearly at such a distance. In the end, they only heard a roar that made their blood boil and it took them a while to recover their senses. Then the two deputy generals Xiang Siren and Shangguan Long ordered a charge. It was not until they returned to the city that they found that everything had changed. Ninety-nine percent of the Song clan soldiers who had been showing off their might were killed.

Click, click.

quack quack...

At this moment, the city gate shrouded in shadows opened to both sides, and in the increasingly bright light, a figure walked out slowly. As the facial contours became clearer and clearer, a face with murderous intent that had not yet dissipated was revealed. It was their commander, Chai Shao, the Minister of Justice.

"Let's go into town."

Chu Pingsheng glanced at the red clouds and setting sun in the west, then jumped up to the top of the city wall.

Shangguan Long and Xiang Siren shuddered, and quickly called on their men to move away the barricades blocking the road, and ordered the eighteen elite riders to lead the cavalry into the city.

boom……

The sound of horse hooves was very dull and the cavalrymen were silent.

Soon, the cavalry unit of 2,000 people stopped halfway because the 18 elite riders and Shangguan Long and Xiang Siren who were walking in the front were standing less than 200 meters inside the city gate, staring in a daze at the tragic situation in Cangwu City.

The shops, stalls, signs, lanterns and all facilities were in good condition, except the people.

Those who swore to live and die with the Song family and Cangwu City, the Song clan soldiers holding swords and armor, the old man holding a sickle, and the woman holding a hoe...

These people either died on the spot or ran around the streets like ghosts. Some had blood coming out of three orifices, some had blood coming out of two orifices. The better ones were deaf and blind, while the worse ones were shocked into idiots, their faces covered in blood and drool, they were laughing and jumping and shouting. The worst ones were of course killed on the spot, but to Shangguan Long and others, they felt that was a relief.

With the previous experience of Emperor Wen, everyone thought that the battle of Cangwu City would be a fierce one. Unexpectedly, even the vanguard troops were not used, and Minister Chai broke the city alone.

However, it seemed that all the dead were adults, and there was not a single child. They must have been transferred to other places by the Song clan before the war.

At this time, three women who squeezed into the city from the back saw the tragic scene on the street. They all turned pale and their hands and feet were cold. Song Shuang and Song Zhi threatened Chai Shao with Shang Xiuxun and her son. The old women in the city refused to retreat and stood on the top of the city wall to curse him. They threatened to chop him up and stew him into soup after his child was born. Finally, they pushed him into a corner and brought about this end.

Shangguan Long said: "Well, the city survives as long as the people live, and the city dies and the people die. These people died for what they deserved."

Dugu Feng flew to the front of the queue and looked for her fiancée but did not see him.

"Where's Chai Shao?"

One of the eighteen elite riders pointed at the tower and said, "Minister Chai has climbed up to the tower."

Dugu Feng thanked him, holding a long sword in his hand, and leaped a few times on the roofs of the street on both sides. He rose several feet high and climbed onto the city wall. He saw Shang Xiuxun waking up in his arms, hugging his neck and crying bitterly.

The white ape, whose relationship with Chai Shao was unknown, grabbed Song Shuang's feet and slammed him left and right on the battlement like a sledgehammer. After three or five breaths, his brain burst, his intestines ruptured, his limbs twisted, and he breathed his last.

At this moment, the pile of corpses on the left side moved. Song Zhi, with blood flowing from his ears, threw away the flagpole and corpses that were pressing on him, and threw the silver sword in his hand at Chu Pingsheng's back.

"court death!"

Dugu Feng quickly displayed his skills, swung his long sword, knocked the silver sword away, and stabbed Song Zhi's throat with his backhanded sword.

"Don't kill him yet."

Hearing the sound behind her, she hurriedly retracted her attack, and the tip of the sword stopped less than half an inch away from Song Zhi's throat.

Chu Pingsheng used his true energy to dissolve the pill he had just fed to Shang Xiuxun, pressed her sleeping point, handed her over to the white ape for protection, and turned to walk towards Song Zhi.

"You...devil...you are so cruel..."

At this point, all questions have been answered.

Why did Chai Shao give them two hours to evacuate the elderly, the weak, women and children in the city?

Why did the Sui army carry two large bells?

This guy's sonic power is not fatal to martial arts masters as long as they are prepared in advance, but for ordinary people and low-level warriors, it is really a fighting force that can kill an army or destroy a city. No wonder Xiao Meiniang dared to go on an expedition to Lingnan and attack the Song family. It turns out that in front of Chai Shao, an army composed of ordinary people is no different from paper.

Chu Pingsheng curled his lips: "Do you know why your Song family has ended up like this?"

"..."

"Because you and Song Que never taught Song Yuzhi what it means to speak out of turn."

Swish.

With a flash of sword light, the head of the second-in-command of the Lingnan Song family soared into the sky.

Song Zhi saw the soldiers who were cleaning up the battlefield and clearing away the bodies of the Song army, saw the women and the elderly who were shocked into fools, and saw his headless body lying in a pool of blood.

The last thought was hatred.

It's not that he hates Song Yuzhi for provoking the Chai family, but he hates Chai Shao.

Song Que will avenge him, and Song Que will definitely kill every member of the Chai family!

……

Go back to two days ago.

Inside the bronze hall of Jingnian Temple.

An old monk, skinny as a stick, with white eyebrows down to his waist and a faint Buddha's light flowing all over his body, sat on a yellow silk cushion on the high platform in the center.

He was the master of Monk Liaokong, Master Yixin, the oldest and most senior master in Jingnian Zen Temple.

rumbling...

As the bronze door slowly opened, the head of Cihang Jingzhai, Fan Qinghui, accompanied by Monk Kong, walked into the solid and magnificent hall. He clasped his hands in front of Master Yixin and said respectfully, "Uncle Master Yixin, are you looking for me?"

After a few breaths, the old monk on the cushion opened his eyes, and the Buddha's light emanating from the surface of his skin gradually disappeared.

"Master Fan, I agree with what you said before..."

"Uncle Master?"

Fan Qinghui looked at the old monk sitting cross-legged above him with a questioning look on his face. He couldn't understand why this Buddhist monk, whose strength was comparable to that of the three great masters, suddenly changed his mind. You know, he had refused a month ago.

Ever since the master and disciple left Yang Gong's treasury, Shi Feixuan became very manic, either because the evil emperor's relics activated the evil energy in her body, or because she could not accept the cruel fact that Shi Zhixuan was her biological father. She even couldn't control the murderous intent in her heart when practicing, and was close to being possessed.

In order to change this situation and also to make up to Master Feixuan, she brought her apprentice to borrow the He's Jade, wanting to use the energy in the He's Jade to expel the evil energy. However, Master Yixin did not agree for two reasons.

First, the He's Jade cannot be used lightly. The original intention of Jingnian Temple to build the bronze temple was to suppress the He's Jade. Once its energy is used, the evil masters will know its location and cause disputes. After all, there have been rumors in the martial arts world that if one of Yang Gong's treasury and the He's Jade is obtained, the world can be at peace. Now that Yang Gong's treasury has been opened, many people from both the righteous and evil sides have died in order to fight for the treasures and the evil emperor's relics. If the news that the He's Jade, which symbolizes destiny, is in Jingnian Temple leaks out, I am afraid that more people will die.

Second, Shi Feixuan’s real name is Shi Qingxuan, and she is the daughter of Shi Zhixuan. It is difficult for him to identify with such a character.

So, what was the reason that changed Master Yi Xin's mind and made him make a 180-degree turn?
"Junior Brother Fan, I know you have many doubts, it's really..." Master Yi Xin said halfway, shook his head and stopped talking.

"Did Master Uncle see something in there?"

Master Yixin did not answer her question: "Nephew, please call Master Feixuan in."

Fan Qinghui was tactful enough not to ask any further questions and winked at Kong, who quickly trotted out of the hall. A moment later, Shi Feixuan came in, who was wearing a white dress, had a sad face and looked extremely bad. There was another person beside her, who was Xu Ziling, who had accompanied her all the way to Cihang Jingzhai after knowing Shi Feixuan's situation and was worried about her safety.

"Who is this little friend?"

"Master, his name is Xu Ziling, and he is... a good friend of my beautiful niece." Lekong explained from the side.

The old monk could hear the hidden meaning of his disciple's words. He raised his white eyebrows slightly, pressed hard on the bulge next to the cushion, and the bronze hall door slowly closed. Then he took out something from behind him.

It was a palm-sized jade wall, pure white and flawless, with a warm and flowing glow. There was a round hole in the middle with a golden ribbon tied to it. The surface of the jade wall was covered with dragon patterns and water patterns. Without any guessing, the few people knew that this was the He's Bi, the world-famous treasure of Anguo.

"Take it. There is a quiet room behind the copper temple that can help you exorcise the devil."

Fan Qinghui took it with both hands: "Thank you, uncle."

The old monk didn't say anything, just closed his eyes.

Fan Qinghui bowed and took his leave, then took Xu Ziling and Shi Feixuan into the quiet room behind the bronze hall. Liaokong did not follow them in, but stood outside, counting the rosary beads and reciting Buddhist scriptures in a low voice.

"Xu Ziling, while I am using my power to activate the energy of the Heshi Jade to purify the evil energy in Feixuan's body, you need to use your immortality energy to protect her heart meridians. You must not let the inner demon take advantage of her."

Xu Ziling nodded at her: "Understood."

Fan Qinghui said no more, threw the Heshi Bi into the air, and injected a stream of true energy into it. The jade wall began to rotate slowly, and a green rain of light fell, covering Shi Feixuan who was sitting cross-legged.

Slowly, as the green light became more and more, her expression changed from calm to painful, and a hint of gold appeared in her pupils. Seeing this, Xu Ziling quickly put his hand on her back and passed the immortal energy to her, protecting her heart meridians and helping her suppress her inner demons.

However, Shi Feixuan's condition did not improve. The energy of the evil emperor's relics resisted strongly and prevented the He Shi Bi from purifying it.

(End of this chapter)