Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 762: The Fallen Palace
Rumble…

Click! Click!
The clouds continued to brew lightning.

"So that's how it is, so that's how it is... Ha, ha, interesting, really interesting, too interesting." Just as the tip of the Green Waist Sword was freed from the restraints of the Vajra Demon Subduing Circle and the entanglement of true energy was forcibly shaken away by Luoyang, Chu Pingsheng opened his eyes.

The right hand that was still pinching Zhao Xuansu's neck flashed with light, and the purple-gold Zhanlu sword appeared, with diamond-shaped pieces on its surface lighting up.

"You are an immortal who is usurping the throne and forcing the thunder tribulation. Are you the Scarlet Emperor? Next time we meet, remember to call me Demon Lord."

He raised his hand and radiated energy. The terrifying purple sword energy turned into a rainbow and dyed the sky and the earth purple. The rolling dark clouds seemed to be cut by a sword. The lightning was swept away. The sky gate wrapped in golden light collided with the purple rainbow and trembled continuously. The door beam and jade pillars slowly tilted down. Groups of stones surrounded by fairy air smashed through the clouds and turned into white meteors and fell.

Very pretty, and pretty deadly.

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At the foot of Longhu Mountain, Zhao Zhu, the prince of Yan, led 20,000 elite troops to the north, and General Wang Tongshan led 20,000 elite troops to besiege Huishan.

Zhao Bing, the most capable prince of the Zhao family in the Spring and Autumn War, led 50,000 elite soldiers to deploy in the southern plains. On the left and right of the central army camp were Mao Shulang, the best swordsman in southern Xinjiang, Cheng Baishuang and Ji Liuan, the guests of the Dragon Palace, and his most trusted counselor Nalan Youci.

Originally according to Zhao Bing's idea, since this battle was inevitable, the losses had to be minimized. It would be best if the people from Longhu Mountain and the Sword God Li Chungang could fight Lin Qing to death. Even if they could not fight to death and were killed by Lin Qing, the evil leader of the Lin family would definitely be at the end of his strength by then.

One hundred thousand elite soldiers. A full one hundred thousand elite soldiers.

Even if a top-notch land immortal was in peak condition and his true energy was intact, he would be exhausted after killing 10 or 20,000 people. Moreover, Lin Qing had already experienced a great war and there was no way he could survive the siege of tens of thousands of elite soldiers, unless he really didn't care about the women at the foot of Huishan Mountain and escaped alone.

Nalan Youci suggested to surround Huishan Villa without attacking it, because this would make Lin Qing feel that he could rescue them with just an effort. Otherwise, what would happen if they really caught the guy and scared him away?
In addition, if the evil monk who killed people along the way in Chuzhou and defeated the Beikui Army alone was really related to Lin Qing and appeared in the Longhu Mountain battlefield, if Mao Shulan, Ji Liuan and others were defeated, they could also capture the women of Huishan Villa and use them to threaten the evil monk.

Zhao Bing had been hiding his strength for more than ten years to accumulate these assets. Now Zhao Chun was going to fill the hole left by Lin Qing with an imperial edict. Zhao Bing had a lot of resentment, anger, and unwillingness, but what could he do? Since Lin Qing appeared in Jianzhou, if he ignored him, he would be a sinner of the Zhao family. Other vassal kings and aristocratic families would not treat him well. As for surrendering to Lin Qing, let alone his reluctance, just because his surname was Zhao, he would not have a good ending.

"My Lord, come and see."

Cheng Baishuang, who was wearing a simple Confucian robe and had white hair, lifted the curtain of the tent and pointed outside and said.

Zhao Bing, who had thick eyebrows, was completely different from Nalan Youci, who had sparse eyebrows. He knew that with Cheng Baishuang's steadiness, this would definitely not happen if there was no major abnormality outside. The two stopped looking at the map and walked out of the tent one after the other.

At some point, the sky turned purple. With their backs to them, they could only see a ball of light. The object on the cloud that Mao Shulan called the Gate of Heaven began to shake, dark clouds rolled in like tides, the air was filled with murderous intent, the soil smelled fishy, ​​it was about to rain, but there was no rain.

At the beginning, strange phenomena appeared in the sky, sword energy attracted thunder, and the gate of heaven appeared. He and Nalan Youci watched it carefully. However, because they were far away from the Longhu Mountain battlefield, they could not see the battle between Li Chungang and Lin Qing clearly. They went into the tent to study the map of Shejiang River and designate a more detailed deployment plan. This time, not only was the sky different from before, Mao Shulang had already drawn the thick-backed knife named Dazhuo, and Ji Liuan also clenched the Jingqiu sword in his hand.

It seemed that even the lightning was dyed purple and scattered outward along the position of the sky gate. The light flickered again and again, and finally collapsed after being slightly stabilized. Countless rays of light sank downwards, fell into the clouds, and quickly changed color. The white fairy air in the clouds disappeared, and was replaced by green rainbows that grew longer and longer, as dense as rain, covering the entire Longhu Mountain.

"Human? Immortal?"

Although he is very old, with gray hair on his temples and a slight hunchback, Mao Shulan, who is still energetic, frowned and said.

Ji Liuan, who liked to wear Hu clothing, didn't hear clearly and asked with a questioning look, "Senior?"

"Look carefully at those faint falling objects."

When Ji Liuan heard this, he used his eyesight as much as possible and indeed saw some immortal lights in the shape of human bodies falling into the distance.

"The gate of heaven collapses? The palace of immortals collapses? The immortals fall to earth?"

How can this be? !
Ji Liuan was shocked by his own thoughts. He and his good friend Cheng Baishuang looked at each other in shock. How could the fight between Li Chungang and Lin Qing shake the Immortal Palace? What a joke!
Many soldiers were also looking up at the sky, but they didn't think too much. They just thought that the gods in the immortal world were angry and were punishing the evil demon who had harmed the world.

Until a huge meteor slammed down at the Golden Spear Peak, which could be seen with the naked eye, breaking the top of the rock that was tens of meters high, like an Optimus Prime, and a rain of gravel suddenly rose up. The huge rock fell off the cliff, making a huge roar, and the whole ground was shaking. They just realized that this scene was not only beautiful, but also seemed very dangerous. When many people had this idea, it was too late. The huge jade was still in the sky a moment ago, and it was in front of them the next moment. With the stirring wind, it smashed into the ground amid the exclamations of the soldiers and the howling of the horses, and the dust rushed into the sky. Following the advancement of the huge jade, it blew away everything along the way. The shock wave shook people and horses, blood was all over the ground, and corpses flew everywhere.

boom!
Another mass of falling objects smashed into the square formation. The soldiers and horses had never seen such a scene before. Fighting? Fighting a ball game! The frightened horses ran around in all directions, and people and horses fell everywhere. There were screams, and the soldiers in armor were trampled by their own people and smashed into meat patties by the scattered and falling stones.

One word, miserable!

From the fourth-rank captains and third-rank generals to the most common soldiers and squad leaders, there was only one thought in their minds: fuck the orders, how can we fight a battle where we can't see the enemy? Run! Only a fool would fight to the death.

Some soldiers ran to the left, some ran to the right, some dropped their weapons, some were dragged by their horses, some screamed and groaned...

Zhao Bing's personal guards didn't know what to do, so they could only drive away the stragglers as much as possible to prevent them from threatening King Yan.

Ji Liuan cut off the four legs of the frightened horse with a sword, turned back and said anxiously: "My lord, let's retreat."

withdraw?
Without mobilizing a single soldier, without even seeing Lin Qing, he was defeated and returned?

He is the most capable fighter among the five Zhao princes. If he retreats, his fame will be in vain.

While Zhao Bing was hesitating, Mao Shulan suddenly shouted loudly, pulled out his thick-backed broadsword, his blood rushing to the sky, his back no longer hunched, and his body suddenly jumped up. The broadsword in his hand, with a domineering force, heavily chopped down the white jade pillar that was three or four feet wide and was smashing towards the central army tent.

Click.

The jade pillar carrying the aura of the upper realm was split into two, but because it fell from the sky, its speed was too fast and its strength was incomparable to that of mortal jade. Even a strong swordsman like Tianxiang was deflected by the power transmitted by the sword. After landing, he slowed down with the sword and slid several feet before stopping.

Half of the jade pillar deflected, while the other half remained unchanged and smashed towards Zhao Bing.

Cheng Baishuang roared, his sleeves waving like a gust of wind, and he flew to catch the jade pillar. As a Confucian and Taoist astronomical figure, he could not compare with a warrior. Although he greatly slowed down the speed of the half jade pillar, he was still knocked out and fell to the ground spitting blood. His good friend Ji Liuan took the opportunity to point his sword forward, deflected the half jade pillar with clever strength, and made it sweep to the side, knocking several people away and saving Zhao Bing.

"Hu Chi... Hu Chi..."

Ji Liuan gasped for breath, looked at the meteor shower that had not yet stopped, and said loudly: "Senior Mao, quickly take the prince to a safe place."

Mao Shulan knew the situation was urgent, so without waiting for Zhao Bing to speak, he jumped over, grabbed the man under his armpit, and leaped west.

Ji Liuan asked another Vajra Realm expert to take his military advisor Nalan Youci away and wanted to help Cheng Baishuang. At this moment, he suddenly saw a falling object nearly ten feet in size and as square as a jade brick approaching. He jumped in front of Cheng Baishuang, grasped the Jingqiu Sword with both hands and stabbed it hard. The golden sword energy poured into the sword body and pointed at the center of the jade brick. The tip of the sword sank into the jade brick, and the strong force broke the jade brick, breaking it into several pieces and shooting to both sides. He also spat out a mouthful of blood.

Just when Ji Liuan thought the crisis was over and was about to take his friends away, a larger object, about three or four feet wide, that seemed to be from the corner of a giant archway came crashing down.

He had no strength left, and Cheng Baishuang had no strength left either.

After a while, the smoke and dust dispersed a little, and a bloody hand holding a sword was revealed in the deep pit created by the giant object. Not far away was the left face of Cheng Baishuang, a powerful Confucian and Taoist astronomical figure. As for the right face... it turned into bone fragments and meat paste.

A Confucian astronomical figure, a swordsman at the peak of the Mysterious Fingerprint, a grandmaster-level existence in Southern Xinjiang, did not die in the battle with the devil, did not die in front of the two armies, but was crushed to death by the fallen Heavenly Gate and a corner of the Immortal Palace.

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The pressure was the least at the northern foot of Mount Longhu where Zhao Bing's son Zhao Zhu was located, and he was not affected by any large falling objects. However, General Wang Tongshan was in a worse situation. The cavalry troops he led were deployed west of Huishan, on an open area near Shejiang River. The wreckage of Tianmen that fell from the sky smashed into the Shejiang River, causing huge waves. The splashing tide washed up the river beach for several kilometers, and coupled with the subsequent impact of small jade stones, the scene at the southern foot of Mount Longhu where Zhao Bing was located was very tragic. The situation here was even worse. Wang Tongshan himself was pierced through the body by a small, angular jade stone, and went to the underworld with the two men from Longgong.

On the mountain peak next to the Demon-Slaying Platform of Mount Longhu, Gu Jiantang's chest was bleeding profusely. He looked at the disabled groom opposite him who only had his sleeves torn and was bleeding slightly, and then at the Tianshi Mansion main hall that had been hit by a falling rock more than two feet wide and collapsed with a loud bang; in front of him was the half-broken Ascension Bridge that had smashed into the North Peak and almost flattened the top of the mountain, and the yard that was on fire under his feet. How could he have the courage to continue fighting?

Not to mention the killing sword of the groom that made him drink a pot of wine, just talk about Lin Qing's full-strength sword just now, the sword opened the gate of heaven? It's nothing, that's the rhythm of the sword falling into the fairy palace.

(End of this chapter)