Chapter 179: Looking for Soldiers!
Chapter 179 Thousand Eyes Looking for Soldiers!
"kill!!"
There were flashes of lightning and rumbling roars of thunder in the night, shouts of killing were heard at the city gate, and teams of armored guards filed out, surging in all directions like a black tide.
A brutal fight broke out instantly.
The Divine Guard Army had been gathering strength for a long time, and with the two true disciples Shi Hong and Long Sheng as the vanguard, they instantly broke the tense situation.
"Ram Feather!"
In the dense forest, Su Wanxiong's hair and beard stood up and he roared angrily, but he was forced by the Soul-Chasing Arrow to the point where he could only parry and had no power to fight back.
He has deep internal energy and powerful blood. He can move across 20 to 30 feet and jump over 10 feet in one leap.
But this distance is far from enough to reach Qiu Zhengxiong standing on the eagle's back, not to mention Gong Yangyu standing on the top of the city wall.
"Master Wan, he is seriously injured, kill him!"
Su Wanxiong roared angrily. On the river, why did Wanya, who was holding a two-meter-long sickle, need his reminder?
The moment the city gate opened, he realized something was wrong. He used his luck to repel Jing Shuhu, and water waves exploded under his feet.
The whole person suddenly soared into the sky, and a solid white light intertwined around him, like an eagle, with cold eyes.
He suddenly jumped up, so fast that even Jing Shuhu couldn't catch up with him, and his two-foot-long sickle set off a storm of blade light.
Wherever they passed, no matter if they were men or horses, or if they were swords, spears, or sticks, they were all cut in two!
"Ram Feather!"
A cold voice cut through the sky, and Wanya's eyes were cold as he ignored all obstacles within hundreds of feet.
A martial artist who has achieved success in organ training has had his internal organs transformed, and when he explodes in an instant, he can almost become a human-shaped weapon.
The true energy intertwined throughout his body was like a strong force, and the sharp blade was broken into three pieces before it could get close to him.
"Fuck me!"
Among the Divine Guards who filed out, Zou Kui, who was wearing heavy armor, was scared out of his wits. He frantically dodged but was hit by a bullet.
In an instant, the famous mace was broken into two pieces.
He flew backwards, coughing up blood, and when he fell to the ground, he felt as if he had been trampled by a herd of elephants, with his bones and muscles almost broken.
"More powerful than Elder Han?!"
Looking at the figure that swept across hundreds of feet like a white thunder, Zou Kui's face turned pale with fright.
"The Great Perfection Crescent Moon Blade Scythe Technique is indeed not bad, but it's a pity that you don't have the Three-Point Return to Origin, your internal organs are not refined, and your true energy is not pure. Do you dare to fight with me?"
Looking at Wan Ya who was coming forward and no one could stop him, Gong Yangyu sneered and activated the armor-piercing crossbow in front of him.
This crossbow was half embedded in the top of the city wall. It had hundreds of parts and it would take ten strong men to operate it. But he pulled it to its full extent with just a casual pull.
Armor-piercing arrows emitting cold light were shot out!
boom!
The sound is like thunder and the arrow is fierce.
The bed crossbow in Zhelong City is unique to the Divine Weapon Valley. It can penetrate ten pieces of armor within a hundred feet. Even a master of internal organ refining cannot resist it.
Ordinary archers are unable to capture the figure of the master of internal organ refining. Although the threat is not small, it is not enough to scare them away.
But when Gong Yangyu drew his bow, the intimidation was too great.
Even someone as strong as Wan Ya could not help but stop. As he moved, his sickle and sword slashed out with a moon-like aura that reached a distance of ten feet!
boom!
The crossbow arrow collided with the sword, creating a huge gust of air. People nearby were unable to dodge and the straw seemed to be blown several feet away.
"He was seriously injured!"
Wan Ya stopped, but was not surprised or angry. His eyes were determined, and he restrained his inner energy, wanting to rush into the nearby divine guards.
But he delayed time in dodging, and a tiger roar was heard, and Jing Shuhu, Duanmu Sheng and the other two pounced on him together.
The faces of the Divine Guards nearby all changed drastically and they fled without thinking. They didn't dare to touch the confrontation between Tongmai and Lianzang level masters.
"Ahhh!"
Outside the dense forest, Su Wanxiong blocked the crossbow arrow with his sword, staggered back, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth: "Come down if you have the guts!"
Bang bang bang!
Arrows flew through the air.
In the night rain, the goshawk spreads its wings, and Qiu Zhengxiong shoots a series of arrows, whether real or fake, chasing souls and taking lives.
On the top of the city wall, Gong Yangyu fiddled with the crossbow, shooting arrows at tricky angles at the vital points on the target, making Su Wanxiong in a miserable state and roaring in anger.
Being targeted like this, even though he worshipped the Five Ghosts and was best at moving and escaping, he had no room to do anything.
"Hateful, hateful!"
Another arrow fell, blood spurted out from Su Wanxiong's back, his inner armor was torn apart, and he became more and more frightened and angry.
If the monument to the dead had not been lost, and he had held the Thousand Spirits Sacrifice one after another, how could he have been forced to this point? !
but……
"I haven't lost yet!"
Su Wanxiong raised his head and swallowed a handful of pills. Despite being injured, he finally rushed out of the dense forest and into the crowd.
"After killing these people, it's time to leave."
Gong Yangyu manipulated the crossbow skillfully, his eyes flickering, but he couldn't help sighing in his heart.
He never took Su Wanxiong seriously. Although the branch of the Evil God Cult was disgusting, it did not pose a threat to him.
But the Evil God Cult has more than one branch. Su Wanxiong is nothing, but Baili Jingchuan...
"Valley Master."
A figure came from outside the city, and landed on the top of the city wall after a few ups and downs. It was Elder Ku Yue. Her sword was stained with blood, and her expression was solemn:
"We will kill eight or nine out of ten of the evil god cult members, but I'm afraid we won't be able to stop the Thousand Spirits Sacrifice..."
"Ok?"
Gong Yangyu's eyes darkened slightly, and he looked towards the Grand Canal.
But the water in the canal was turning red, and corpses were floating downstream, so densely packed that I didn't know if there were hundreds or thousands of them!
The corpses included not only the civilians nearby, but also the disciples of Shenbing Valley and Sanyuanwu, and even the masters of the Evil God Cult who were killed.
"I don't know how many living statues Su Wanxiong has distributed. There is no way to find them all."
Elder Ku Yue didn't look very good.
Once the evil cult's blood sacrifice ritual begins, it cannot be interrupted unless all the statues of living people are destroyed.
Otherwise, even the fighting outside the city would likely prompt the blood sacrifice ceremony.
Fortunately, blood sacrifice rituals fail in eight out of ten cases.
"Then, let's get ready to go."
Gong Yangyu was very decisive. Even though the decision went against the ancestors, as long as people are alive, the tradition will remain.
The Cold Pond Earth Fire and the Sea-Splitting Black Whale Hammer that cannot be obtained should be discarded.
Elder Ku Yue felt a little reluctant, but he still nodded and looked at the people fighting under the city:
"Do you want to leave him alive?"
"Leave no one behind!"
……
In the rain, Wanchuan stood on the top of the city wall on one side. Neither the strong wind nor the strong rain could approach him, as if he was isolated by an invisible barrier.
"Gong Yangyu is decisive."
Wanchuan pinched his beard and took in the entire fighting outside the city.
"What decision?"
At one side, Qiao Tianhe, wearing a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat, was still unable to open his eyes due to the wind and rain, let alone see the fighting going on in the rainy night.
"He's running away."
Wanchuan felt a little admiration in his heart. A true decision is never made until the moment of life and death. That is when one has no other choice.
It shows decisiveness to be able to make such a big sacrifice before the situation is reversed.
At this moment, all the masters of the Evil God Cult and Sanyuanwu outside the city fell into Gong Yangyu's net, and it seemed that he had the upper hand.
If it were someone else, they might have taken chances, and that would have inevitably led the entire sect into an irretrievable situation.
"Who? Lord Gongyang?"
Qiao Tianhe was stunned. He stared outside the city, but all he saw was the victory of the Divine Guards.
"How could he escape?"
"He knows that you can't guard against thieves all the time, and he also knows that if you guard too long, you will lose. So he has to flee. Otherwise, why do you think he would destroy Qianjun Cave?"
Glancing at his silly disciple, Wan Chuan shook his head. His disciple had great talent and comprehension, but he didn't have much brains.
Unless it is a life-or-death situation, there is no way to think of escaping.
"He, he destroyed Qianjun Cave for this?"
Qiao Tianhe's face was filled with horror. He wanted to destroy a large sect with a thousand-year heritage just to escape?
Is this decisiveness or cowardice?
"The world is dangerous, so run away when you can. You must remember that nothing in the world is more important than your life."
Wanchuan warned that these were all lessons learned through blood and tears, and those who wanted to escape only when they were on the verge of death would often die.
"Is this evil cult so terrifying?"
Qiao Tianhe murmured.
In his opinion, Gong Yangyu could be considered a heroic figure, who could destroy a large clan in a prefecture and could also set up ambushes and kill invading enemies.
Such a person wants to run away before he suffers any loss?
"It's more than just horrible." Wan Chuan suddenly felt that he might have taken too good care of this kid, and he felt a little disappointed with him:
"Evil God Cult is suppressed and wanted by all the sects in the world, but it can still stir up trouble everywhere. Why do you think so?"
Wan Chuan puffed his beard and glared, but he still explained the pros and cons to him, otherwise he was afraid that this kid would think he was really a master.
"This……"
Qiao Tianhe was shocked for a long time before he remembered: "Master, didn't you say that the Evil God Cult was going to hold a ceremony? Should we escape too?"
"Why am I running away?"
Wan Chuan almost laughed out of anger: "Even if Baili Jingchuan came in person, he wouldn't dare to hurt me in the slightest!"
Besides, the reason why he was reluctant to leave was that he was thinking of using the rituals of the Evil God Cult to find the Sea-Splitting Black Whale Hammer.
Seeing that the ceremony was about to be completed, how could he leave?
It's not just the Evil God Cult that is obsessed with the Sea-Splitting Black Whale Hammer. He also wants it, even if it's just to take a look at it.
"That's the God's Divine Weapon..."
……
"what!"
The screams and fighting outside the city were so loud that they could not be suppressed even on a rainy night, and many people in the city who were still asleep were awakened.
In the rainy night, lights are lit.
laugh!
Arrows shot through the air.
Inside the Thousand-Eyed Bodhisattva Temple, an old monk with angry eyes was pierced through the chest by an arrow.
In the main hall, Qiu Changying opened his bow in eight directions and suppressed dozens of big monks with his own strength.
There was fierce fighting inside and outside the temple, with broken limbs everywhere.
Bang bang bang!
After Qiu Changying fired his bow repeatedly and shot the last two monks to death, he did not relax his vigilance until the fighting was completely over.
"Search!"
Qiu Changying glanced coldly and saw a group of divine guards rushing into various temples. Soon, all the statues of living people were searched out.
These images were so lifelike that at a glance she saw Zhao Yunsheng's old face. In addition, there were many familiar people.
Most of them have already been killed, and many are still on the run.
Including Su Wanxiong, Qi Ying, Xiao Yuanzong...
"Evil magic, evil demon!"
Qiu Changying was quite disgusted and smashed all the statues of living people with his own hands. Then he led a group of divine guards away and rushed to the next temple and stronghold.
Woo~
The heavy rain washed away the bloodstains, and the Thousand-Eyed Bodhisattva Temple was dead silent.
"Tsk, that's really cruel."
With the sound of footsteps that were neither high nor low, a middle-aged man dressed in white and with a long sword on his waist slowly walked into the temple courtyard.
He has a well-proportioned and slender body and a delicate face, like a nobleman who walked out of a painting.
Behind him, there were several black-clad swordsmen who bent their bodies and dared not even raise their heads, with expressions of grief, indignation and anger on their faces.
"Master Baili, the helmsman..."
A man in black had a hoarse voice.
"Losing the tombstone is a serious crime, and dragging down the branch is even more of a capital crime. Adding these two crimes together, he deserves to die. Gong Yangyu took action on his behalf, saving us a lot of trouble."
The man in white was walking in the rain, his face calm, seemingly not paying any attention to the fighting outside the city:
"The blood and qi of warriors are much better than those of ordinary people. Without the tombstones of the dead, there must be a few warriors with open meridians. Otherwise, how can the ceremony be completed?"
"This……"
The black-clad swordsmen felt a chill in their hearts and dared not say anything for a moment.
"Well, the blood of these monks is not bad. Over the years, they have abused their power by relying on the temple. It is time to repay the gods."
The man in white picked up a corpse and nodded with satisfaction:
"The most suitable people to worship gods are the temple priests of these gods. This is right!"
"..."
Several black-clad swordsmen trembled in fear, feeling that this Baili Hall Master was indeed as terrifying as the legend said.
Ignore everything, including your own family and the gods.
"Yuan Qiao."
Baili Jingchuan spoke.
"My subordinate is here."
Yuan Qiao knelt on the ground with a plop, extremely respectful.
"Go tell that guy, Meng Zhan, and those other random people, and ask them to donate some blood and flesh!"
"Yes!"
Yuan Qiao felt as if he had been pardoned and hurriedly left the temple.
"Let's start the altar!"
Baili Jingchuan flicked his sleeves, and the other black-clad swordsmen got busy.
They took out the Thousand-Eyed Bodhisattva statue from the main hall, and used the corpses of all the great monks to pile up an altar of flesh and blood in front of the statue.
boom!
Almost at the same time, Baili Jingchuan stepped on the ground, and an invisible spiral of force spread out, creating a real air wave that isolated the wind and rain outside.
Then, following his pace to the altar of flesh and blood, the bloodstains around him that the rain had not washed away swam towards the altar like little snakes.
Finally, following Baili Jingchuan's movements, he infiltrated into the statue of the Thousand-Eyed Bodhisattva.
hum!
In an instant, Baili Jingchuan's clothes fluttered wildly, and those black-clad swordsmen had already knelt on the ground, their hearts filled with horror.
In the dark rain, they saw the blood seep in and light up the eyes of the stone statue.
One by one, one by one...
At first, it was just a slight redness, but as Baili Jingchuan muttered something and cut his own palm.
Red light and hot roast!
"Fellow believers, Baili Jingchuan, respectfully invite the Thousand-Eyed Bodhisattva to show his divine power!"
……
hum!
At the moment the red light suddenly rose, Qiu Changying, who was drawing his bow and arrow several miles away, felt a chill in his heart and turned back in horror.
In the night, there were blood-red beams of light crisscrossing each other, very dazzling.
"This is?!"
“Thousand-Eyed Bodhisattva?! Blood sacrifice, the blood sacrifice of a thousand souls is complete!”
"The Bodhisattva appears!"
In the rainy night, visibility was very low, but when the bloody light appeared, not to mention the people in the city.
Even Wanchuan and Gong Yangyu on the top of the city wall, and Su Wanxiong and Wan Ya who were coughing up blood outside the city, all noticed it.
Some people were shocked, some looked solemn, and of course some laughed.
"Haha! It's done, the Thousand Spirits Festival is done!"
Su Wanxiong, who was almost shot to death, coughed up blood and laughed wildly.
Outside the city where fierce fighting was taking place, there was a brief moment of silence.
At this moment, anyone who saw those blood-red light beams felt a chill in their hearts, and some of the more timid ones trembled and knelt on the ground.
Cold, cruel, violent...
The bloody light seemed to contain all the negative emotions in the world, overwhelming the minds of all onlookers like a raging tide.
"Is this the manifestation of the Thousand-Eyed Bodhisattva?"
In the city, some believers knelt in shock, while others stared at it with wide eyes. Faintly, they could only feel the red light of the night interweaving.
It seemed as if there really was a Thousand-Eyed Bodhisattva, under the sea of thunder, looking outside the city, looking towards the Divine Weapon Mountains!
……
hum!
In the cave in the Weapon Casting Valley, Li Yuan sat up, his face full of doubt:
"This hammer?"
Li Yuan subconsciously sensed the weapon control talisman. Ever since the earth veins shook violently, he has never controlled six hammer weapons at the same time, for fear of causing another vibration.
Therefore, although he could still see the black light of the Sea-Splitting Black Whale Hammer, he no longer felt that strong call.
but now……
"What's wrong with this hammer?"
The dark light was flickering violently, and Li Yuan was stunned for a long time.
Only then did he put on all the red dragon fish leather armor and headed towards the Chirong Cave.
(End of this chapter)