Da Bong fights more people

boom!

The earth collapsed into a deep pit, and the Yunzhou army five miles away clearly felt the shock.

At this time, Ji Xuan had already retreated more than a hundred feet, leaving behind a horse that was shocked to death on the spot, bleeding from its seven orifices.

At this time, a vision suddenly appeared on the side of the Yunzhou Army, and two tall and majestic Dharma figures stood out.

The Faxiang on the left is six feet tall, cast like gold, with knotted muscles, twelve pairs of arms spread out in a fan shape, and a scorching ring of fire burning behind his head.

It seems to be the incarnation of power and flames. As soon as it appeared, the temperature in the high altitude rose sharply, entering the scorching midsummer.The expanding coercion was accompanied by air waves, sweeping all directions.

On the right is a light golden Dharma figure sitting cross-legged, with his head lowered and his hands clasped together.It symbolizes the thickness of a mountain, and around it, the space is solidified, and there is no wind at all.

Between the two Dharma images, stands a burly and tall Bodhisattva, looking down indifferently.

On the other side, the figure of the warlock in white immediately emerged, stepping on a circular formation, and the white clothes beat the snow.

The circular formation rotated slowly, and the powers of thunder, wind, fire, water, earth, metal, wood and so on surrounded him and surrounded him with a majestic and powerful momentum.

The warlock in white seemed to dislike Xu Qi'an's arrogance, and deliberately suppressed him.

Ji Xuan was in front, Jia Luoshu Bodhisattva was on the left, and Xu Pingfeng was on the right, forming horns with each other, confronting Xu Qi'an who was alone.

The shouts of the defenders at the top of the city stopped in summer, and the two statues in the distance made their souls tremble.

"Waiting for you for a long time!"

Ji Xuan grinned and said with a smile:

"I heard that you supported a woman to ascend the throne and proclaim the emperor. Many people said that you were at the end of the road and stubbornly resisted. I think so.

"The supervisor has left you a backhand, so use what you need. When the time comes, the Bodhisattva Jia Luoshu and the national teacher will take action, and you won't even have a chance to use it."

For him, this siege was to kill and arrest people, and holding Xu Qi'an's cousin in his palm, he was not afraid that he would not exchange hostages.

For the national teacher, it was a temptation to lure a snake out of the hole. If you want to come to the national teacher, you also want to know what kind of confidence Xu Qi'an dared to put all his eggs in one basket.

At this time, a ray of light rose from behind Xu Qi'an, turning into a figure of Sun Xuanji fluttering in white.

Senior Brother Sun, who was average in height, appearance, and temperament, took a deep look at Jia Luoshu and Xu Pingfeng, and suddenly roared in a stern voice:

"Come!"

Lift your feet and step hard!

The teleportation formation suddenly radiated, and in the clear light, a figure manifested, with white hair like snow, dressed in commoner clothes, standing with his hands behind his back, and said proudly:

"Wulin League, Kouyang Prefecture!"

Another figure manifested in the formation, wearing a feather coat, wearing a lotus crown on his head, with a little cinnabar between his brows, his appearance is overwhelming, and he is holding a rusty iron sword in his hand.

"Renzong, Luo Yuheng!"

Although it is to stand.

The third figure manifested, wearing a sub-sage crown and Confucian shirt, with one hand on his back and the other on his lower abdomen, he said with a smile:

"Confucianism, Zhao Shou!"

One figure after another manifested and was summoned by the teleportation formation.

"Golden Gong Yang Yan."

"Jiang Lvzhong."

"Zhang Kaitai."

"Chen Ying."

"Cao Qingyang."

"Xiao Yuenu."

"Dai Zong."

"Joe Weng."

"Fu Jingmen."

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Nearly thirty fourth ranks appeared in the formation, including Wei Yuan's old department, the sect leader of the Wulin League, and the masters recruited by Huaiqing.

They stood behind the superpower, and the superpower stood behind Xu Qi'an.

Xu Qi'an's temples fluttered, his sleeves fluttered, and he said word by word:

"Following the orders of the Empress, clear up the rebels!

"Rather Stick to your guns!"

At the head of Xunzhou City, the soldiers who have been under tremendous pressure since Qingzhou fell, tears filled their eyes instantly.

Who said that there is no one to serve?

Chapter 118 A Shocking Sword

Even in a large-scale battle, thirty fourth-rank powerhouses can play a key role.

As long as they are not targeted by extraordinary powerhouses, they can influence the outcome of a battle.

This time, Xu Qi'an transferred all the four ranks that could be mobilized, and the bet was that no one would take the opportunity to disturb the rear.

In today's Dafeng capital, there is not even a superfan, and the number of fourth-rank masters has dropped sharply.

In the 600 years since the founding of Dafeng, the capital of a country has never had such an empty moment of defense.

But the effect was immediate. After seeing a group of extraordinary powerhouses appearing and dozens of fourth-rank troops leading the formation, the defenders at the top of the city roared like never before.

Meaningless roar!

Just to vent out the emotions that are stirring inside. .

After the fall of Qingzhou, the morale of the original Qingzhou defenders fell to the bottom, followed by the fact that the jailer fell; there were rumors that the extraordinary powers could not compete with Yunzhou;

All this is telling the soldiers who retreated to Yongzhou-you have lost the battle, and Dafeng is in jeopardy.

The depression and fear can be imagined.