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Chapter 322: Attack the city, charge! (ask for monthly ticket)
A domineering voice, a domineering sword light.

With this blow of the sword, the originally unshakable destiny of humanity suddenly surged up like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea, converging into one and transforming into a clear and domineering sword light, which fell fiercely towards Ji Zongcheng.

An old hand like Ji Zongcheng.

The four guardian kings of the Demon Sect, who had traveled all over the world and the martial arts world and were extremely ruthless, were in a trance at this moment and their attention was distracted for a moment. This should not have happened, but they still lost their focus.

It was as if I could see the past from this brilliant sword light.

The inky royal robe of the overlord was the same as always. The iron cavalry of the Western Regions was surging and domineering, and the arrogant king set foot on the Lingshan Mountain in the Western Regions and personally attacked the arrogant Buddhist Kingdom of the Western Regions.

The Buddha of the Western Regions at that time was thrown into a bag of slaves and trampled back and forth by the surging iron cavalry. The aura and bones of the grandmaster were crushed into meat paste under the iron cavalry on the battlefield.

The Buddhist kingdom collapsed under the overlord's blade.

However, the thousand-year-old Buddhist lineage in the Western Regions still remains outside. It was only when these disciples gathered together that they turned into the current holy religion. But when Tuyuhun was alive, they did not dare to come out.

After the death of the overlord of the Western Regions who appears once in a thousand years.

They came out, bewitched his descendants, brought disaster to his country, misinterpreted his laws, and destroyed the Western Regions that he had integrated. Thus, we have the Western Regions of today. But even so, Ji Zongcheng would still dream of the Tuyuhun King, who he had seen when he was young and who was old but still as domineering as a tiger.

The bald old man with a beard and hair who broke the precepts and had a tattoo on his head shouted, "Tuyuhun is dead!!!"

"already dead!"

He struggled out of his trance, his body emitting brilliant golden light, and his physique was so strong that it was not inferior to the Buddhist dragon-elephant physique of Li Guanyi and the old living Buddha. Li Guanyi paused for a moment, and the many things he had seen before were finally connected together -

More than ten years ago, a large formation was used to transfer unparalleled power to Yaoguang in the hope of shaping her into a top master.

Cut off the seven emotions and six desires, and feel neither sad nor happy.

The black-robed man who had been traveling with Xiao Dayin before was reciting Buddhist scriptures.

It is clear that Huyan Yinshi's muscles and bones show no signs of having practiced martial arts, but he has the internal energy of the third level, but he doesn't know how to use it.

Finally, Li Guanyi suddenly thought of what the old Living Buddha sighed and said two years ago when he was in Jiangzhou City. At that time, the old monk hoped that Li Guanyi would enter Buddhism and promised him many things, but in the end he paused and said that the Living Buddha could not do it.

The position of Living Buddha is not a good thing.

Seeing Ji Zongcheng's body of a Buddhist Vajra Dragon Elephant at this moment, Li Guanyi suddenly understood.

The so-called Western Region Demon Sect is the remaining branch of the Western Region Buddhist Kingdom that was wiped out by Tuyuhun three hundred years ago. More than ten years ago, they set up a large formation to do something to Yaoguang, which took into account both the Buddhist living Buddha's initiation and the Central Plains emperor's magical powers.

Many things that he had seen before were only now connected together, and at this moment, Ji Zongcheng shouted angrily, and Xiangliu's Dharma image showed infinite brilliant light. He crossed his arms, blocked Li Guanyi's knife that absorbed the luck of humanity, and flew backwards.

Ji Zongcheng's face was filled with doubt and uncertainty: "Hey, you are not Tuyuhun!"

"But this breath?"

Li Guanyi's soul raised the knife, and the power of the Golden King Seal began to weaken.

Even if he relied on the good fortune of humanity in the secret land of the Demon Sect, his own foundation was not enough after all, and the help of external forces was limited. Li Guanyi looked past the old man and looked at this large formation.

If it were based on Hou Zhongyu’s previous experience in formation, Li Guan would not be able to break this formation at a glance.

But his array experience has been improved with the help of the whale fisherman.

Coupled with the current state of being wrapped in the destiny of humanity, the key to this formation can be glimpsed. Ji Zongcheng's face changed drastically and he said, "Stop!!"

The knife flashed and the tiger roared continuously. The formation that sealed part of Yaoguang's emotional abilities was stuck and difficult to change again. It could not self-destruct in the original way, and Ji Zongcheng could not destroy it.

Ji Zongcheng looked unhappy: "Who are you?"

"Pretend to be a ghost!!"

With a loud shout, his internal energy surged, emitting endless brilliant light. In the city of Agni, it soared into the sky, stirring up the vital energy in all directions, and the waves were endless. He clasped his hands together, and a giant Buddha of dozens of feet appeared behind him, and he smashed down towards Li Guanyi.

Li Guanyi let go of the golden royal seal.

So the Buddha's light was brilliant and clear, but it only stirred the body of the soul and dispersed like air and clouds. Ji Zongcheng's eyes shrank, and a black robe fluttered in front of his eyes in a trance. He didn't know for a moment whether it was the enemy he saw in reality, or the unrivaled overlord in his memory.

The black-robed tyrant raised his hand, his voice deep and deep like a tiger's roar:

"The one who took your life."

Ji Zongcheng's pupils contracted violently.

In his mind, he thought of the extremely overbearing decree issued more than two hundred years ago.

[Anyone who recites the sutras and worships Buddha will have his three clans exterminated]

The heart beats violently.

In a trance, the inky light dissipated, and the domineering blade and the slow figure of the tiger disappeared, just like a daydream that this old guy had in a trance. However, when he raised his head, he saw that the formation had been broken.

He saw a huge and hideous groove and knife mark on the floor of the secret room made of special materials that looked like a precious weapon, and that the formation stopped at the most critical point. Such a large formation was endless. If he forced it, he might not be able to break the girl's emotions.

On the contrary, it would be easy to completely destroy the great formation here, making it impossible to mobilize the destiny of humanity to fight against the formation leader. Ji Zongcheng was in a trance for a long time. He raised his hand and touched his forehead, which was warm and greasy, and full of sweat.

"What is the purpose of destroying this formation?"

"Is it to ruin the good deeds of my Holy Church, or is it to see if the whale fishermen will come here to fight?"

"Or maybe they are worried that we can defeat the whale fisherman with this formation..."

"Or is it simply out of a desire to save that girl?"

This thought came into Ji Zongcheng's mind.

Then, almost instantly, he suppressed the thought.

How can this be?

Absolutely impossible!

The Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect, Long Han'er, was previously ordered to go out and inform the remaining nobles in Agni City. However, when she returned here after delivering the message, she was slightly stunned. Seeing their miserable appearance, it seemed that they had experienced a great battle.

"King of Heaven..."

Ji Zongcheng was silent for a long time, and said: "Don't worry about me, tell the generals in the city, and take the gold and silver out immediately, leave this big city, in addition to the whale fisherman, there is another person coming this time."

"Inform the leader."

"No matter what she thinks, in this chaotic time, the martial arts world is in turmoil. If we cannot firmly control the remnants of the Tangut State in our hands, then my Holy Church may not be able to continue."

Long Han'er said: "Hey, the Heavenly King really won't leave with us?"

Ji Zongcheng laughed loudly and said, "Not to mention that I have been locked by the whale fisherman's soul, I am one of the four great guardians of the Holy Religion. At this critical moment, I have escaped. What does that mean?"

"Since you are the guardian of the Holy Religion, I have encountered this matter this time."

"Then we should compare ourselves with that legend."

"I became a monk when I was young. I have witnessed the ups and downs of the entire holy religion. I have also seen the hegemony of Tuyuhun. I still remember him saying that all the Buddhas in the world died at his hands. No matter what the reason was, I have seen him now. Perhaps it is time for me to enter Nirvana."

"Tell the leader that if I don't die, I will go to Dangxiang King City and kill her!"

"But if I die, please ask her to lead our holy religion well. In such a chaotic world, if she can rebuild the Buddhist kingdom in the West, it will be a worthy death for me. You wait, go!"

Long Han'er looked at the rough old man, pursed her lips, and left with many statues here, leaving behind a large formation. The process of taking the statues away was equivalent to cutting off the dragon vein that was originally rooted here, and a lot of human luck was leaked in the process.

The destiny of humanity is gathered here in the form of formations.

After all the busy work in the Western Regions, they should have left immediately, but the nobles were unwilling to do so. They even left behind many weapons and armors, locked them up and placed them in the armory.

You should also bring the exquisite porcelain from Jiangnan and the gorgeous silk from the Central Plains.

With that beautiful jade as the eyes of gods and Buddhas.

Carrying the extremely dazzling gold and silver, and stuffing all the silver coins and precious jades into their pockets, they had the brave knights carry these on their horses, and they had also brought their beautiful concubines with delicate waists along.

In this way, the opportunity to leave in the middle of the night was delayed until the sky was already slightly bright.

Ji Zongcheng sat down cross-legged, his eyes slightly lowered, and saw his own face in the mirror, with a face full of flesh and a tattoo on his head. He closed the mirror, clasped his hands together somewhat awkwardly, and made the Buddhist Vajra Fearlessness Seal.

When he lowered his eyes, he thought of the old monk who taught him Buddhism.

Buddhism is good, but Buddhas are above all living beings.

I want to be a Buddha.

Don’t be a sentient being!

His state of mind remained the same from the beginning to the end, and he never wavered. When the sky gradually brightened, he slowly opened his eyes and felt a terrifying aura approaching. Ji Zongcheng's eyes were cold: "The grudges from more than ten years ago should end now."

"Formation leader!"

The four great legends of Jianghu, the leader of the formation.

We have arrived in front of the city.

Old Siming looked at the silver-haired man in a black robe, grinned and said, "It looks like he's really going to go on a killing spree..." Old Siming sat cross-legged on the back of a black tortoise, which floated in the air and moved slowly forward.

There are ropes hanging from the black turtle.

Hanging from the rope were pockets filled with huge coins from the Western Regions.

Thirteen million already.

Even though the whale fisherman had personally cast a magic spell on the big bag, the bag was still ridiculously heavy when filled with money. Even the Black Turtle Dharmakaya, who was good at carrying heavy objects, had some doubts at this time.

He suspected that he was not a black tortoise.

I am a camel in the desert.

You have to memorize something as soon as you open your eyes.

Fucking carrying it to death.

And I have to carry a nagging old man on my back.

Old Siming scratched his waist, looking at the desert and the silver-haired man. He felt the layers of light emanating from the entire Agni formation. Old Siming said, "... one of the thirty-six kingdoms back then, the capital of Agni."

"This place was destroyed back then, and I never thought I'd come back again after all these years."

"This place has endless formations. It looks like those people you have targeted are planning to fight you to the death. What do you think? Tsk tsk tsk, this ancient formation is really complex and infinite. It has been repaired from generation to generation, and it also has the luck of humanity. It can be said to have reached the [Ultimate Weight]."

"Fishing, can you do it?"

The black tortoise raised its claws and supported its forehead.

Old man, stop adding fuel to the fire.

Old Sima Ming grinned and said, "Since Murong Longtu retired last year, there has been no major events in the martial arts world. You have to fight for your reputation."

The silver-haired man shook his head, looked at the formation, and said, "Just watch." "Senior is here to avoid accidental injuries."

The old Siming laughed and said, "I'm not afraid."

He reached out his hand and patted the black tortoise statue under his butt: "I still have my old friend!"

Black Turtle wondered whether he should find a place to bury the old guy.

The silver-haired man said calmly, "Then it's up to you."

There were already dozens of Demon Sect masters in front, holding weapons and ready for battle. They had all swallowed medicinal pills, and the blood vessels on their faces were bulging. Their faces were flushed red, and they were staring at the whale fisherman like evil spirits.

There are more people on one side and only two people on the other side.

However, there were so many people, all of them were famous fighters in the Western Regions. They had sweat on their foreheads and could hardly hold their weapons tightly. However, the man in black robe and silver hair was calm and even a little bored.

"Since you want to see a good show, I'll let you watch it."

The silver-haired man stretched out his hand and caught a wisp of wind from the Western Region.

She casually tied up her silver hair that fell to her waist.

He was holding a wine flask at his waist and walking forward with his sleeves rolled up. As soon as the eyes of many Western Region masters blurred, they could no longer see the silver-haired man. They were terrified and attacked together, each attack was a life-threatening move, hoping to inflict some damage on the whale fisherman.

The whale fishermen walked past them, and the next moment, dozens of them fell down with blood spurting from their mouths.

They were hit by their respective moves.

In an instant, the formation turned, and all the moves of everyone were guided, deflected, and hit themselves. In an instant, swords and knives rained down, blood splattered, and the silver-haired man, spotless, had already walked to the front of the city.

The gate of this majestic city is extremely heavy, like a mountain, or in other words, this big city was built relying on the mountains. The silver-haired man looked at the city and thought of what Li Guanyi said yesterday. He really didn't care.

The leader of the formation took off the wine jug and drank. The experiences of more than ten years ago, the pain and grief of that day, seemed to come back to him again. The wine went down his throat, but could not quench his anger. He took off the wine jug and calmly raised his hand to knock on the door.

boom! ! ! !

The city gates that could withstand the army shook violently.

Above the entire city of Agni, the dozens of layers of formations that had been stacked up since ancient times, collapsed at that moment. Amidst the visible ripples, the fragments of the formations shattered one by one like floating ice on a river in spring.

Falling from the sky, slowly falling down.

The whale fisherman turned his wrist slightly.

Many formations gathered together and turned into a blue dragon in the void. It raised its head and roared, rising into the sky. The formation leader pressed down with his backhand, his eyebrows flying, and said: "Li Guanyi, do you really think that the only romantic people in the world are sword maniacs?"

"Formation, open!"

The dragon roars loudly and the huge formation bombards.

The four gates of Agni City collapsed at once and fell down with a loud bang!
All roads in the ten directions are open.

The silver-haired man laughed loudly: "Come forward!"

"Lead to death!"

..............................

After that slash of the sword, Li Guanyi put down the royal seal. He sensed the vast vitality in that secret realm and heard Ji Zongchen's plan. He knew that the critical moment that would determine whether he could take this first step and stand in the Western Regions had come.

Li Guanyi put his hand on his chest and felt his heart beating.

The next morning, everyone woke up early.

As soon as Li Guan gave the order, each unit started to light a fire and cook early. They slaughtered one third of the cattle and sheep they brought with them, and made the remaining rations and supplies into delicious meat porridge to feed everyone.

All the luggage, cooking pots and utensils were abandoned here.

Leave a mark and come back to pick it up after victory.

The 100,000 troops obeyed the order. They killed some cattle and sheep, roasted and cooked them in the simplest way, and piled up pottery and iron pots under the huge rock.

Even the remaining cattle and sheep were tied to the stones in this area.

Batur had an inexplicable feeling of solemnity. He looked at the things that were abandoned, pursed his lips, and was a little reluctant. However, their trust in Tianger made them obey the order, and then they held the swords.

They all jumped on their horses.

One hundred thousand people, no more cattle, sheep, logistics, or supplies.

When morale is very poor and the commander is unethical, this will be a fatal problem that leads to the collapse of military spirit, but at this moment morale is high.

Instead, a sense of solemnity and urgency rose in their hearts. This not-so-strong but lingering atmosphere surrounded their hearts, making their spirits tense and their lips pursed.

Batur held the flag of his tribe. When the people in front of him started to gallop, he almost instinctively urged the horses to gallop. The sounds of horse hooves gathered into a ball. He looked back at the pots, utensils, cattle and sheep he had left there.

Then turned around.

The thunderous sound of galloping horses entered his heart, crushing the last hesitation.

The blood began to accelerate and I could feel my heart beating in my hands holding the reins.

The entire 100,000 people completed a transformation in this instant and gathered a sharp edge. They were no longer a migrating tribe carrying luggage, rations, cattle and sheep, they had turned into a charging army. In every sense, except for victory, there was no way back.

Pojun pursed his lips and looked at the army with rapid breathing.

His heart beat slightly faster, and as an advisor, he knew this very well.

The scene that appeared before him was an extremely harsh and rare state.

This situation can only occur if the commander-in-chief of the army has extremely high personal charm, or the commander-in-chief's command has reached an incredible height. And at this moment, whether it is because of the legend of Tianger or the Golden Royal Seal.

At this moment, these one hundred thousand people turned into an isolated army with high morale.

The conditions were harsh and morale was difficult to maintain.

If a quick victory is not achieved, the morale of the entire army will quickly collapse.

Extremely risky.

Po Jun could be said to have many shortcomings, but there was no doubt that at this moment, this state had been achieved. His eyes were filled with purple light of excitement as he looked at the young prince who was galloping in the front.

Li Guanyi, put on armor.

………………

Long Han'er heard the sound in the distance, she pursed her lips. At this moment, all the nobles of Agni City came out. They were going to follow the decision they made more than ten years ago and evacuate the city again and go to other places to avoid the limelight.

Wait until the whale fishermen leave, then come back.

The Lord of Agni City was also a master of the Demon Sect. He smiled and said, "Although the martial arts legend is very powerful, even incomparably powerful, he will never be able to kill the world."

"Once he leaves, we can come back."

“Just like back then.”

Long Haner nodded, looking a little absent-minded. She was thinking about what the guardian king said, that there was another person. Who could that other person be? Could it be a master in the martial arts world?

The noisy sounds in her ears made her mind a little confused, and she frowned:
"What's that noise?"

"Is it going to rain?"

The mayor of Agni said, "There are indeed some muffled thunder, but it's not autumn yet, and it's not the rare rainy season in the Western Regions yet..." He frowned, and Long Han'er also raised her head and looked into the distance -

Because of the sandstorm caused by the dry weather, the sky was a little dim, but it was still extremely far away from a distance, making people feel relaxed and happy. City Lord Agni smiled and said, "Don't worry, Saint, my Saint Church is powerful."

"No ordinary sect can match it!"

Long Han'er nodded, wondering what the sound was. The sound of thunder continued to be heard, and it was getting louder and louder. For some reason, the heroes and masters in the martial arts world had a feeling of uneasiness, and their mounts began to become restless.

Even the dragon horse, which had the blood of an exotic beast, showed an incredible uneasiness at this moment. The scouts that were sent out never came back, and Long Han'er felt more and more uneasy.

Because of the sandstorm, visibility with the naked eye was very low. Suddenly, a loud eagle cry was heard. She looked up and saw a goshawk circling in the sky, like the messenger of the gods and heroes in the mythology of the Western Regions.

The horse of the man next to him started to riot, and its hooves landed heavily on the ground.

But for some reason, this horrifying sound, like thunder in the sky, suddenly stopped. The sound that had been lingering in my ears suddenly disappeared. This sense of contrast made a sense of uneasiness instantly expand.

Long Haner suddenly realized what the sound was.

The blood color on the woman's face disappeared visibly, and she saw a figure suddenly rushing out from the sandstorm in front of her. Perhaps it was a coincidence, but at this moment, the sandstorm stretching in front of her moved away, and a person rushed out!
The battle robe fluttered in the air, the brave horse swayed its body, the man raised his eyes, and at the same time, the sound of thunder became dead silent, and even the heaven and earth became quiet. The faces of these nobles from the city of Agni all turned pale.

What was walking in the sky was thunder, and the sound above the earth was a vast herd of horses. Long Han'er saw that behind that man, there were countless war horses standing there solemnly, and a murderous aura rose up.

Their faces were pale as they stared at the military force that had stagnated here.

Li Guanyi stared at the city more than ten miles away, at the hundreds of nobles and their thousands of elite soldiers. These were all tough soldiers, but now, there was only fear on the faces of those elite troops.

"How much...!"

"One thousand, five thousand?"

"Thirty thousand?"

That's a hundred thousand troops, Li Guan thought, he raised the heavy iron spear in his hand, and silently, behind him, the nine Tiele clans, Batur tribe, and people from more tribes untied their bound flags.

The huge flags looked like clouds rolling down from the sky.

This dull and dim flag, which should have disappeared in history, has once again come behind the king today and appeared on this ancient and vast land.

The Demon Sect's martial arts masters and the city-state nobles looked over here. They were very familiar with this area and knew that it was originally a vast desert with no end in sight. But now it was gone, not because of the desert sandstorm, but because of other reasons.

Countless horses just stood there, swaying their feet and shaking their heads, raising clouds of dust. People could feel the earth shaking, as if a raging tide was suppressing and surging.

The reason why this wave of anger has not broken out is simply because the leader has not yet nodded.

These fluttering and falling flags formed a cloak behind the leader.

Li Guanyi rode a divine horse, with the golden royal seal swaying on his waist. He was wearing scale armor and a battle robe, and holding a heavy iron spear. Behind him, three thousand fully-strength golden scimitar cavalry and tens of thousands of rangers were deployed in sequence. One ancient flag after another followed behind him like clouds falling from the sky.

All the heroes in the world were like ants trying to shake a tree in the face of such a magnificent momentum, and were swallowed up by fear in an instant.

On this day, everyone realized it.

The difference between the world and the underworld.

Then Li Guanyi raised the weapon in his hand.

Pointing his gun forward, he said:
"Follow me and charge!"

(End of this chapter)