Da Cang night watchman

Chapter 472 Under the killing array, nothing will grow
How many people put their efforts into the introduction of this unique policy?

There are the hidden elders of Xianzong, the senior aides of the Jin Palace, the most famous think tank in the Dayu Army, and the elders of Huasheng Shengjia. An understanding of the military, an understanding of human nature.

It can be said that it is the ultimate plan.

For the implementation of this strategy, they paid a lot of money. The Beast Sect is not so easy to invite. These people are all perverts. In order to invite them to come out of the mountain, King Jin took his own daughters into it.

The poor princess cried when she heard that she was going to marry a savage who lived in the herd all day long. Before her tears were dry, the family extinction plan they had worked so hard to implement was declared bankrupt.

The abandoned beast that the Beastmaster had spent a hundred years cultivating was almost taken over by him.

The legendary elder of the Beastmaster Sect died in Biancheng, and even lost the sect's secret weapon.

Doufang City fell into his hands, and his soldiers pointed directly at Helan City.

Helan City was lost once before. The commander died in Helan City. His Majesty did not spare him easily. He confiscated his house, and the female relatives were taken into the Jiaofang Division. Now it is King Lu Bin's turn. He does not want to follow in the footsteps of his predecessor. .

However, whether it is His Majesty or the painting of the Holy Family, he has given him a huge bait at the same time. If he can kill Lin Su, how...

The bright prospect, intertwined with the terrible punishment, made the commander of the battlefield frightened and excited at one time, and almost bid farewell to normal sleep.

Now is the time to lift the last lid.

"This man's amazing military skills are really hard to fathom. Could it be from..." An old man pointed to the sky lightly.

Everyone was slightly surprised, from the temple?

is it possible?Maybe it's the only possibility.

Wu Xinyue said: "You don't have to worry, even if you come from the Holy Palace, there is nothing to be afraid of. The Military Palace of the Holy Palace was closed 800 years ago, and the remnants of the Art of War are scattered in various palaces. They are just miscellaneous books. Some of the fragments of the art of war do not mean how deep his connection with the temple is."

This sentence can be regarded as a release for everyone.

No matter which dynasty it is, no matter what kind of power it is, it is always in awe of the temple. If Lin Su stands behind the temple, anyone who wants to deal with him will have three points of fear.

However, Binggong is not among them.

Because the military palace has declined, it will even be removed from the temple soon and become a subsidiary palace attached to other palaces.

Therefore, no matter how miraculous the art of war is, it does not represent the foundation of the temple.

They can safely kill Lin Su.

Another old man said: "The old man is not concerned about the art of war, but why this person can use the art of war among the abandoned beasts?"

An old man next to him said: "Among the herd of abandoned beasts, there is a lot of disgust, and the power of writing is not one thing. This is the key reason why the 'Juehu Ce' lasts forever—you ignore the unconventional nature of his literary background."

"If it doesn't exist, he can also break through, then..." King Lu Bin's eyelids twitched lightly.

"Don't worry, Marshal. Since nothing is safe, it can only be safe!" The old man smiled and said, "Master has already promised that he will arrive in Helan tomorrow morning."

King Lu Bin's joy was no small matter, and he jumped up directly: "Da Yu's first hidden world literary world comes out of the mountain, hehe, once the literary world comes out, the connection between heaven and earth, Wu Shengzi, is it?"

This question was directly asked on Wu Xinyue's head, and Wu Xinyue was embarrassed.

It is true that the world of literature can reach heaven and earth, but it has failed several times in Lin Su's body. His own world of painting can't stop him at all, and neither can his father's, but can he speak?
Do you want the face of the Holy Family?

However, if he didn't say anything, he would really use the literary world to deal with him. What if he made a big mistake?
In the midst of this dilemma, a voice suddenly came from the air: "Marshal Lu, don't pin your hopes too much on the literary world. The literary world has never been truly infallible, but on the road of cultivation, it is a real level , a heavy suppression!"

When the sound sounded, it seemed to be right next to the ear, but with the strong wind, the person everyone saw through the window was hundreds of miles away.

In the northwest sky, there is an extremely huge face, as high as hundreds of feet away.

The face was approaching, and the figure was shrinking rapidly. Without a sound, there was an extra person in the hall, an old man with a fairy-tale demeanor.

"Bei Zun!" King Lu Bin bowed deeply, and everyone in the audience bowed at the same time.

"Marshal Lu, I am here this time not to participate in the war. I just owed King Jin a favor in the past, and today I will take a head to repay him."

"Haha, this success, I have to go to Xunyang in person to thank King Jin!" King Lu Bin's heart was completely untied.

The masters of this road came one after another, and Helan City changed from a military city overnight into a hodgepodge of literature, martial arts, and practice, gathering almost the top forces from all walks of life.

King Jin made great contributions.

It seems that the King of Jin is also very interested in this Lin Su. Is it true that as the rumors in the world, the King of Jin originally wanted to accept the princess of the previous dynasty of Da Cang, but was taken over by this kid?So hate him?

If this is the case, then this war is too exciting.

……

The next day, it was sunny!
Thousands of miles of blue sky!

In the vast northwestern land, the breeze blows the military flag, which is cool and pleasant.

It was really a good day for killing people. King Lu Bin came to the top of the city early and looked at the valley below. In the valley, a team was approaching step by step.

"There are really only 3000 people!" A lieutenant next to him licked his lips: "There is such a big commotion in a team of 3000 people. Are you adults making a big fuss?"

A soft voice came: "General Li, please don't forget that when he left Dragon City, he only had 3000 troops. After Duoqiyang Pass, Raging Fire City, and Doufang City, there are still 3000 troops!"

As soon as the voice fell, a handsome figure stood beside King Lu Bin, it was Wu Xinyue.

The lieutenant's expression changed...

When they first left Dragon City, there were 3000 people, Qiyang Pass, [-] defenders, Raging Fire City, [-] defenders, Doufang City, [-] defenders plus [-] abandoned beasts...

This team came all the way, killed 3000 people and [-] abandoned beasts, and there were zero casualties?
My god, what went wrong?
With his entanglement, Lin Su has already led the team to the outside of Helan City. The huge city is ten feet high, with the Yanhui Peak towering into the sky at its back. , the impression formed together is that a thin ant suddenly appeared in front of a demon god.

Behind Lin Su, ten military flags formed ten small phalanxes, and each phalanx was the basic unit of a ninth-level battle formation: 300 people.

And he, without guards by his side, walked all the way alone, with the north wind blowing his hair, desolate and lonely.

The ten teams behind him also followed up step by step, not neatly, and the distances were not the same, some were tens of feet apart, some were hundreds of feet apart, sparsely scattered, it really didn't look like an army formation.

"What do you mean? Showing weakness?" King Lubin looked sideways.

Next to him is his military adviser, the frontier army god operator known for his art of war.

The fortune teller sneered: "It seems that he just got a few pages of mysterious art of war by chance. He doesn't know anything about conventional art of war. The army's formation is uneven, and the follow-up is not tight. He knows the subtleties, so there is nothing to worry about."

Lin Su advanced another ten steps, only a hundred feet away from the top of the city.

He stopped!

Slowly look up.

"Lin Su, you really dare to come!" King Lu Bin said slowly, his voice piercing the sky.

"Why not?" Lin Su's voice was calm and safe.

"Because you're here, you can't go back." King Lu Bin's tone suddenly became extremely cheerful: "Your Excellency, you can take a look back."

The [-] troops behind Lin Su suddenly turned their heads. When they turned their heads, everyone's expressions changed.

There is no valley behind, only a haunted jungle, in the jungle, there is a thick fog, black lights are flying around, oh my god, formation!

Behind them, someone quietly set up a large formation to block their escape route, which is why they were able to come to Helan City safely.

In Helan City, there are experts in formations, who set up a formation to cut off their retreat.

King Lu Bin laughed loudly: "Lin Su, you don't dare to look back, probably because you are worried about seeing the despairing expressions of your subordinates. This commander will tell you responsibly that your worry is right, and your retreat has been completely cut off. .”

Lin Su said indifferently: "Who told you... what escape route do I need?"

King Lu Bin was startled...

Everyone in the city was stunned at the same time...

Now that things have happened, do you still want to die?Does he know what's in the city?
An army of [-] will crush you into scum, like a master of heaven and earth, I'm afraid you have never seen it before, have you?Oh, you are a literati, but you are only a writer, there is more than one Chinese circle in the city...

"Your Excellency, do you still want to die? Would you like me to tell you who is in Helan City?"

"No need!" Lin Su gently raised his hand: "...Kill the formation, Qi!"

As soon as the word "killing array" came out, there were suddenly 26 more people in the air and on the ground. It was Zhang Haoran and other four literary masters, and 22 masters brought by Bi Xuanji.

As soon as the word "Qi" came out, a golden thread pierced out of Lin Su's palm, passing through 36 bases in a moment - including the top ten army formations on the ground.

The sky trembled, and countless golden threads suddenly appeared in the sunny day.

On the top of the city, an old man jumped up suddenly, the disk in his hand almost flew, and he shouted: "Peerless killing array..."

The earth shook, and at the root of Helan City, a layer of golden light rose slowly, like water flooding a golden mountain.

Thousands of soldiers standing under the city were swallowed by the golden light at the same time, turning into blood mist without even making a sound.

Thousands of blue wolf kings jumped up, but there were still a large number of blue wolf kings turned into blood mist by the golden light.

King Lu Bin's face changed drastically: "Master Array, where is Master Array?"

"Over there!" Only Wu Xinyue, still maintaining her proper demeanor at the moment, pointed slightly to one side.

As soon as King Lu Bin's eyes fell, his heart skipped a beat. The formation master had already reached the edge of the golden light. He turned the formation disk in his hand, and the light was shining brightly. Involved in golden light, turned into blood mist.

King Lubin's back was instantly covered with sweat.

He knows the horror of the formation master. He spent a lot of money to hire this formation master. It is rumored that the formation breaks the art of war, and the formation master is one of his trump cards to deal with Lin Su's strategy. Lin Su's art of war is on the line, and Lin Su's formation directly destroys the formation master.

The golden light rose slowly from the ground. Although it was not fast, it covered the whole city. Every foot of the rise caused the death of tens of thousands of people.

The golden light in the sky pressed down, bringing them terrifying pressure every moment.

"Formation, Xiao Daoer, the old man breaks it!" A majestic voice sounded, and a Dao fruit burst into the air, carrying a huge mystery. With a click, the Dao fruit burst. With an indomitable and proud smile, the master of Taoism died and disappeared.

This time, everyone was really anxious.

The formation master can't break the golden light.

Master Daoguo can't break the golden light.

How to do?
An old voice came: "Children of the Lin family, setting up such an inhuman battle array, the law of heaven will not tolerate it, don't blame the old man for taking action!"

A giant hand suddenly rose up, like a hundred-foot-high mountain rising out of thin air. In Helan City, with this giant hand as the center, the houses within a radius of thousands of feet turned into ashes at the same time. This hand directly grabbed the golden net in the air.

"Break!" This roar was shocking.

boom!
The huge mountain formed by the giant hands disappeared, and in the center of the city, a one-armed old man was covered in blood and his hair was disheveled like a ghost...

"Haha, the cowhide is coaxing, what's wrong with you..." Lin Su laughed loudly from outside the city.

Everyone in the city sank in an instant.

Oh my god, even the masters like Heaven and Earth can't stop it.

Who can stop it?
In the city, countless gold papers flew up, visually at least [-] or [-] great scholars shot at the same time, trying to fight with the mighty power of Wen Dao, however, the power of Wen Dao could not destroy the killing formation, the lower golden line still rose, and the upper golden line continued to fall...

Great Confucianists are as white as paper...

At this moment, a gentle voice sounded: "Fengyun Realm, Qi!"

A literary world rises suddenly, like the center of a tornado, sweeping in all directions. This is the first hidden literary world in Dasumi: Lanyuan Yilao.

This old man has been in the literary world for 30 years. He refuses the call of the temple and is willing to be an old man. He is regarded as the cornerstone of Dasumi's literary practice. There was no blood on his face.

Cultivator, going crazy...

Wen Daoist, going crazy...

The city was full of sergeants, running around, losing all the military flags, military formations, and weapons. All they could do was to climb to a higher place and cry in the gap between the two golden lights. Scolding Emperor Dasumi, some people scolding the commander in chief, of course, the eighteen generations of Lin Su's ancestors are typical popular words, needless to say...

The distance between the two golden lights was probably less than three feet away. Among the three-foot pancakes, there were more than 3 people from all walks of life in Osumi.

"Grandmaster Lin, please forgive me, I belong to the same line of Wen Dao..."

"Grandmaster Lin, take away the formation, we captured the bastard King Lu Bin and apologize to you..."

"Master Lin, the student has studied in White Deer Academy..."

"..."

The moment the golden light was about to close completely, Wu Xinyue let out a long sigh: "Lin Su, you are really ruthless, but please don't forget, this seat will still be your nightmare! See you in the future!"

"Wu Xinyue, I have already warned you not to come to Helan City!" Lin Su came to the periphery of Jinguang at some point, facing Wu Xinyue inside the circle.

The smile on Wu Xinyue's face appeared again: "I also told you, anywhere in the world, I can come and leave whenever I want, including your peerless killing array."

(End of this chapter)