Confucian and Taoist scholar

An army appeared on the horizon, marching rapidly towards Xielong Mountain Road.

Among the troops, a military flag with the words "Wuluo Army" written on it fluttered in the wind, which was particularly eye-catching.

The expressions of the generals of the Xue Family Army instantly became solemn. As expected, the Wu Luo Army would not just watch the Xue Family Army occupy Feilong Pass, and finally sent support troops to pass through Xielong Mountain Road.

"Everyone listen to the order and prepare to fight." Xue Shifeng gave the order.

"yes."

Xue Jiajun immediately entered the fighting state. The soldiers had already grasped the weapons in their hands. The ninth-level scholar and the eighth-level scholar were ready to fight poetry. The seventh-level scholar and the sixth-level Hanlin were not only ready to fight poetry.

Use your talent and ancient sword to kill the enemy.

Not long after, this Wuluo army was approaching the position on Xielong Mountain Road.

The two generals headed by them are both at the peak of the sixth level. Like the Wu Luo army they encountered before, they are masters of the Lingwu tribe and the Rakshasa tribe respectively.

From this point of view, every Wuluo Army team seems to be led by masters from the Lingwu Tribe and the Rakshasa Tribe.

The magician general of the Rakshasa clan raised his head slightly and said loudly: "Xue Jiajun, stop hiding. I know you are ambushing in the Xielong Mountain Road. We are also familiar with the terrain here. If we didn't know you were here,

With the ambush, you may be able to catch us off guard, but since we know that Xue Jiajun is here, your ambush will be in vain."

Everyone in the Xue Jiajun felt a little embarrassed when they heard this. What the Rakshasa mage said was reasonable. Wu Luojun already knew that the Xue Jiajun was guarding here, so there was no point in the Xue Jiajun ambush. Instead, there was a kind of deception.

Feel.

Everyone's eyes immediately focused on Xue Shifeng. After all, on this battlefield, Xue Shifeng was the main general of the Xue family army.

Xue Shifeng raised his hand gently, signaling everyone not to be impulsive and continue to ambush in the position.

Later, Xue Shifeng appeared alone and said proudly: "Since you already know that this place is guarded by my Xue family army, you still dare to come and die. It seems that your Wu Luo army is not ordinary courageous."

The Rakshasa general said contemptuously: "You are wrong. We did not come here to die. We were ordered to go to support Feilong Pass. This Xielong Mountain Road is the only way to go."

"This place is guarded by our Xue Jiajun. You can't even think of passing through Xielong Mountain Road." Xue Shifeng said firmly.

"I advise you not to make any unnecessary resistance. You, the rabble, are no match for our Wuluo Army."

The Rakshasa general said loudly: "Now, in the name of the Wuluo Army, I order you to quickly withdraw from the Xielong Mountain Road position. We can be merciful and spare your life."

"Ha ha……"

As soon as he finished speaking, bursts of ridicule sounded from everywhere. The scholars and soldiers of Xue Jiajun seemed to have heard a big joke and couldn't help laughing wildly. Many people looked at Wu Luojun with expressions full of strong contempt and disdain.

.

This general of the Rakshasa tribe is really interesting. Do you think that just by his words, the Xue family army will have to withdraw from their position?

How ridiculous!

"Is there something wrong with this Rakshasa general's brain? He actually said such ridiculous things."

"He asked our Xue family army to withdraw from their positions, so we have to withdraw? We are from the human race, not from their Wuluo army."

"Using the name of Wu Luojun to order our Xue Jiajun is ridiculous!"

Most of them scoffed, not taking the Rakshasa general's words seriously at all.

Du Ning, who was in the position, frowned slightly. Seeing how confident the Rakshasa general looked, it didn't seem like there was something wrong with his brain.

Could it be that this Wuluo army has something to rely on?

Du Ning became more vigilant in his heart.

Xue Shifeng was also amused by the Rakshasa general's words. He pointed at the opponent's nose and said, "Do you think our Xue family army will withdraw obediently just by your words? Who do you think you are?"

"presumptuous!"

A cold shout came, and the speaker was not the Rakshasa general, but someone from the Wuluo army.

At the same time, a majestic aura descended from the sky, covering everyone who was ambushing the Xue family army on Xielong Mountain Road.

In an instant, everyone felt a huge pressure. They were clearly ambush, but they seemed to have been exposed.

The power of this breath is so powerful, it's like a huge mountain in front of you. Everyone can't climb it and can only look up.

Some scholars had expressions of horror on their faces. As generals of the Xue Family Army, they had long thought of dying while fighting for the human race, but for some unknown reason, when facing this aura, they actually felt unknown fear.

Some soldiers collapsed to the ground one after another with "thump thump", and the weapons in their hands fell unconsciously, as if they had completely lost their combat effectiveness.

"No wonder you are so confident. It turns out there are masters in this Wuluo Army."

Du Ning looked at somewhere in the opposite army, as if he had discovered something, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

"What a powerful aura. It can actually be as powerful as the great scholar of my human race. Could it be that he is a fourth-level mage!"

The general of the Rakshasa tribe said proudly: "Yes, we have a great mage in our army. With the strength of your Xue family army, you are no match for us. As far as I know, the highest level person in your team is no more than

It’s just a sixth-level Imperial Academy, and I, the Rakshasa Clan’s Great Mage, can stop your human race’s thousands of troops just by sitting here.”

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! According to our army's intelligence, there is no fourth-level mage in Fulong Pass. Our intelligence absolutely cannot be wrong!" Xue Shifeng said in disbelief.

"Two days ago, we in Fulong Pass did not have a fourth-level mage." The Rakshasa general said disdainfully.

Xue Shifeng suddenly seemed to be choked. He wanted to speak, but he couldn't utter a single word, and his face looked extremely ugly.

Xue Jiajun's information was correct, but just two days later, this information lost its meaning.

The Rakshasa general saluted in a certain direction in the army and said, "I would like to invite the Great Master Lian Cang!"

"Please invite the Archmage Lian Cang!"

Everyone in the Wu Luo Army saluted in the same direction and showed great respect.

In the middle of the Wu Luo Army, a gray light slowly rose.

In the light, a middle-aged man wearing a gray robe was sitting cross-legged. His face was expressionless, but because of this, he had an invisible majesty.

"Lian Cang..."

Everyone in the Xue Jiajun stared blankly at Master Lian Cang, and the whole place fell silent.