Teachers become holy

Chapter 934 The Battle of Sage City [[-]]

With the forced defense of the city, the battle quickly entered a state of hand-to-hand combat. In the hearts of the disciples of Wutong Xianju, Wei Yang was still gloating and full of disdain. The role of the array, because from the Luohuang sect in front of Wutong Xianju, there has never been an array mage, and it has never had a mountain guard array.

But under the touch on the first day of the new year, peach blossoms splashed everywhere, and familiar relatives and friends around them turned into wisps of dust and smoke.At this moment, their hearts began to feel uneasy.

Although there are also killings in the lower realm, but facing this, it directly turns into a wisp of smoke and disappears in their eyes. That kind of understated death only turns into eternity in an instant, which makes their hearts unexpected.

At this moment, they discovered that the battle in the upper realm was far more tragic than that in the lower realm, and it was far faster than that in the lower realm. The feeling of being caught off guard made them re-examine their enemies, but found that these enemies had nothing to do with their strength. They are only between brothers, but their combat power is far stronger than them.

In war, the competition of strength is only one of them, more is cooperation, and the most important experience.I often hear those veterans talking about their glorious achievements in high spirits, and many people are puzzled.Why do they talk about fighting together, they say it so wonderfully, they say it so proudly, and they say it so tragically.

It is wonderful because the battle they participated in was a victorious battle, and it is proud because they survived this battle.

It is so tragic because they have lost many comrades in arms. For those comrades who shared life and death, they can give their backs to them, and they are still thinking of them.At the same time, it is precisely because of their dead comrades-in-arms that they were able to win a battle, survive, and never forget it forever.

They live, not alone, but comrades-in-arms who live and die with them, a sense of spiritual compatibility.They told about that wonderful battle not to show off their achievements, but to tell everyone how terrible war is, and to advise everyone not to start war lightly.

At the same time, it is also for the relatives and friends around them. They are willing to present the past as a wonderful story in front of everyone.I don't hesitate to uncover their painful scars, count every wound on their bodies, to pass on their past experience, the experience of being able to live, that's all.

The collision of swords and guns, the collision of arrows and blood, the little blood-colored plum blossoms coming out of the intersection, all the lives are lost, and the battle is constantly entering a climax. Work hard, ready to kill the enemy in their eyes.

What puzzled Wei Yang was that Shendou, who was wearing a black robe and cloak, was holding a dark green vase in his hand, and was collecting strands of souls.

"its not right?"

"What's the matter, Holy Master?"

Zan Fan didn't pay attention to Shendou, and glanced at the surrounding city walls, and saw that the disciples of Wutong Xianju were vulnerable. Fortunately, there was no sign of defeat, and the actions of Yu Lingshen and several elders quickly made them The disciples of Wutong Xianju stabilized their restless emotions and began to cooperate with each other, knowing how to use the city wall to stop their enemies.

Hearing Wei Yang's words for the first time, Dian Fan not only just said it, but also wondered what Wei Yang said?

"Look at that god, the great sage, the jade bottle in his hand can actually collect souls. Even those whose godheads have been killed, their souls will be absorbed by it, even our own disciples."

"Huh? What kind of baby is this?"

When he saw the jade bottle in Shendou's hand, he didn't know what it was?This kind of thing seems to have never appeared in the sanctuary, and it has never been heard by Ji Fan. Obviously, this is not a sacred weapon of the sanctuary, and it is beyond Ji Fan's knowledge where the magic pocket comes from.

"It seems that he has had an adventure?"

Wei Yang heard Zan Fan's words, and knew that this thing is not owned by the temple. It seems that this god must have had some adventures to get such a treasure. Could it be that this vase is the one that broke the formation? This actually made him curious about this treasure bottle.

"Holy Lord, Wutong Xianju's position has stabilized now, do you want the Holy Character Army to fight?"

"Don't worry, you haven't seen him, there are still [-] elite soldiers who haven't been dispatched yet?"

Wei Yang is not only concerned about the Shendou, but also the one hundred thousand Tianyi tribe. He saw that those Tianyi tribe walked slowly, like a warlord, following behind the 30 enemy troops, with a calm look on their faces , obviously not an ordinary guard, I'm afraid this is Shendou's trump card.

"Well, Holy Master, I'm just afraid..."

Zhan Fan glanced at the disciples of Wutong Xianju who had begun to stabilize. Although these disciples have stabilized, the battle has only just begun. With a large number of enemies rushing to the top of the city, I am afraid that the result will be very unfavorable to our side.

"If we can't make them see the true self, even if we take action to change the battle, they will still be defeated. They need the baptism of blood. Only the disciples who can survive this battle can protect the safety of the city of saints. If not, sooner or later the Sage City will not be protected, and it will only increase troubles."

Glancing at the surrounding images of the city, Wei Yang's face became calmer, and there was an icy look in his eyes, which caused Fanan to nod slightly. Although he was worried about the outcome of the battle, the Holy Master said so, I am afraid that there is also a proper arrangement.

With the passage of time, more than half of the 40 disciples of Wutong Xianju have been consumed, and they can persist until now. rout.

Even so, many disciples died at the hands of the elders. The result of such a disastrous defeat filled their hearts with fear and hopelessness. They wondered whether after this battle, they would still be able to see the splendor of the Holy Church and the weapons in their hands. It was getting heavier and heavier, and the feeling of physical fatigue also made them unable to fight the enemy.

"Instruct the Holy Word Army to prepare and follow me out of the city to fight."

"Well, uh, Holy Master, this is not possible."

Hearing Wei Yang's order for the first time, Zhan Fan accepted the order casually, but after finishing speaking, he felt that it was not right at all?Isn't it defensive?Seeing that Wei Yang had turned around and walked down the wall, Zan Fan hurriedly followed him, and spoke to dissuade Wei Yang from doing so.

"Don't try to persuade me. I've made up my mind. If we can't slow down the battle at the top of the city, I'm afraid we won't be able to wait for Master to come to help, and we will suffer the consequences of failure."

Wei Yang shook his head slightly, with a bitter smile on his face, and walked directly down the wall, making Ji Fan unable to speak out to dissuade him, he knew that the battle had reached its peak, if such intense fighting continued, the disciples of Wutong Xianju would be completely destroyed. It collapsed, and it was impossible to defend the city.

'boom'

As the city gate opened, Shendou frowned, but he reacted more quickly, and said directly: "Andre, lead my Tianyi clan to prepare for a battle."

"Here."

Right now, Andre no longer has the timidity he once had. It seems that with his transformation into the Tianyi clan, the inner timidity has completely disappeared. Now all the members of the Tianyi clan are like him, as if they have been injected with chicken blood. Want to join the battle, use the blood of the enemy to extinguish the violent excitement in their hearts.

(End of this chapter)