Demoness, Where Are You Fleeing To?

At dawn, on the river, two hundred warships had their sails fully drawn and sailed rapidly downstream.

The commander of these warships, Pang Yu, the commander of the left guard of the Chongming Island Navy, was frowning into the word "chuan" between his eyebrows, looking at Beigu Mountain in the distance, which was getting closer and closer.

"Didn't you say that Lin Ziyang has a lot of Fran cannons in his hands? They are all here, why don't they hear the sound of cannons?"

One of Pang Yu's subordinates, a man wearing Qianhu costumes, also frowned: "Master Commander, I'm afraid the war over there is over. It's best for us not to approach rashly."

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Pang Yu didn't think the Iron Urn City could be defended, so he let out a sigh: "To prevent Lin Ziyang from sweeping Jiang and Zhejiang, this Iron Urn City is the only possibility. In short, let people go over and take a look from a distance, what if? "

After all, he still held on to the hope of a contingency: "Send the command to all ships to lower their sails and slow down, and then give orders to all the 'Meng Chong' and 'Xian Deng' to prepare to go ashore."

"Disembark?"

Mr. Qian couldn't help but grinned: "I'm afraid we won't be able to land easily. Look at Ganlu Port, it was obviously captured by Lin Ziyang's people."

"Then change the place!"

While Pang Yu was talking, he suddenly let out a startled cry when he noticed the white mist and huge wind vortex on Beigu Mountain. His eyes brightened slightly, and he thought, isn't this battle over yet?

Then these people have caught up.

"But we are navy, and we are good at water warfare rather than defending the city." Qianhu, the navy, muttered dissatisfied: "I have heard of Li Yan, a young man with a hairless mouth, who can save lives." What happened? And that Li Xuan, who is even more famous as a dandy, the mud-like second generation ancestor. Will they defend the city?

Lin Ziyang was different. That guy was good at fighting, and he had to fight his way out of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood in Tumu Fort. Now he has 30,000 troops under his command, so many siege weapons, as well as the demon clan and the Maitreya Sect. I think the rest of us are just going to die—"

Then this person also saw the large white fog and wind whirlpool in Beigu Mountain.

"What the hell is that?"

As soon as Navy Master Qianhu said this, he saw a red brilliance flashing in the center of the whirlpool. And the red light spread out in an instant, covering the entire sky above Beigu Mountain, and tongues of fire rolled wildly.

Then, the explosion, which was enough to shred a person's eardrums, reached their ears.

Then there were huge winds and waves, which caused huge waves on the river. Some smaller ships in the fleet were caught off guard and were directly overturned by the wave that was several feet high.

And when the first huge wave rolled down, all the navy officers and soldiers on the warships were talking about it.

"How is this going?"

"Why did it explode?"

"Could it be that the Jade Emperor in the sky blew up Beigu Mountain?"

"Rescue people quickly and pull out those who have fallen into the water."

"With this powerful explosion, the people on the mountain will definitely die, right?"

"I'll go over and have a look!" Pang Yu rose directly from the deck: "Notify the commander that he will temporarily take charge of the army later and land directly from Ganlu Port. Tell him that the opportunity is not to be missed!"

The naval officer Qianhu wanted to say that the Zhenjiang Army was stationed at Ganlu Port, but then he remembered that after the explosion like that just now, the Zhenjiang Army in Ganlu Port would not be unaffected.

When he looked closely, he saw that half of the house over there had collapsed. Some merchant ships moored at the pier were also swaying this way and that.

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At this time, at the foot of Beigu Mountain, the battle formation of 20,000 people was invincible, and most of the people here were knocked down by the impact of the air wave and the strong wind.

At the same time, Lin Ziyang's unbelievable roar, full of unwillingness and anger, echoed in the sky above Beigu Mountain.

The mage from the Maitreya Sect stared blankly ahead, his face dull.

The white mist and wind vortex disappeared after the explosion, revealing the messy Iron Urn City before his eyes.

The city wall, which had been in disrepair for a long time, had completely collapsed, but the Zhenjiang Army's 7,000 elite troops could be said to have been completely wiped out.

Master Maitreya saw thousands of people lying on their backs or lying down inside and outside the city wall. They basically looked like bloody gourds, without making any sound. The remaining people who survived by chance were either in a better position and avoided most of the explosion. There were also some who had higher cultivation levels and strong bodies, but they all fell to the ground and let out bursts of wailing.

Master Maitreya knew that most of these people would not survive. He was good at fire magic, so he knew that the high temperature after the explosion would burn these people's throats and tracheas, making every breath they took a torture.

Unless at this time, the best medicine is available for these people to use, so that they can recover.

Even the bodies of those monsters who followed them - the hundreds of strong bears and black tigers - were blown to pieces. Most of the remaining people were wailing, rolling on the ground, struggling, trying to extinguish the flames on their bodies.

——That should be fierce fire oil. Li Yan and others piled up the fierce fire oil in several houses in the center of Tieweng City.

When an explosion occurs, these fiery oils also explode.

Because of their quick movements and better vision in the white mist, those demon armies were at the forefront of the entire army, so they were the first to bear the brunt.

"This flour can also explode? This is unprecedented and unheard of!"

This is a junior fellow of Master Maitreya. He walked over with confused eyes: "Brother, what should we do? There is such a hand on the other side! Mr. Lin may need my help."

"What kind of help is there? The situation is over. That guy Lin Ziyang is finished. Let's retreat!"

The Maitreya Master actually waved his sleeves and turned to leave: "Leave as soon as possible, otherwise it will be too late and we all will die here."

The junior brother was stunned for a while: "It's so fast, but we still have 20,000 troops -"

His words stopped abruptly because he found that the soldiers around him who had climbed up from the ground all had panic expressions on their faces. At this time, looking further into the distance, one can see that many people have dropped their weapons and fled far away. There are even many military attachés such as Baihu and Xiaoqi.

As these people left, more and more people fled from the formation, gradually becoming a surging crowd.

Even the dozens of burly mountain elves were taking steps and running towards the south.

This junior brother realized something in an instant.

The 20,000 people at the foot of the mountain are just Lin Ziyang's newly recruited soldiers. A month and a half ago, they were just watermen and refugees.

Not only did they not have military morale, they also still had awe of the Jin Dynasty.

In the past, Lin Ziyang only used his power, military strength, and financial resources to forcibly unite them, but now he had just raised his flag and launched an army, and he suffered a heavy setback. How can these watermen and refugees, who have witnessed this tragic scene with their own eyes, have the slightest fighting spirit? How can they be of great use at this time?

Still at the same moment, Master Faxing, the abbot of Ganlu Temple, staggered and got up from the ground with blood flowing from his mouth.

——He is actually not seriously injured. The explosion in Beigu Mountain is certainly fatal to ordinary people, but for a martial artist who has opened the third door and cultivated to the ninth level of the tower, the most it can do is let them It was just a shock to my heart.

What really hit the law was the reversal of the battle in Iron Urn City!

Actually won? The imperial court's thousands of weak soldiers actually defeated the 30,000-strong "Feng Lord" Lin Ziyang?

I knew this! I knew this! Why should he be such a wicked person?

Then Li Yan brothers, they actually have such a strategy to defeat the enemy, why didn't they tell them earlier?

He then looked fiercely and looked at the many men in black in front of him who were stunned and getting up from the ground one after another, with endless murderous intent in their eyes.

——As long as these monks are silenced today, no one will know that Ganlu Temple was connected with Lin Ziyang.

Even if Li Yan and others were suspicious, they could not provide enough evidence.

But at this moment, the soil nearby rolled up, and Li Xuan, Jiang Hanyun, Luo Yan and others returned to the ground.

"He is really the bald donkey from Ganlu Temple!"

Without the cover of white smoke, Luo Yan only glanced at these people to know what happened. His gaze then fell on Fa Xing not far away, and then his eyes narrowed: "Master Fa Xing?"

He half-smiled but said, "Are you planning to take action personally because you think your subordinates are not strong enough?"

"Buddha Amitayus, how is this possible?"

Fa Xing resisted the urge to take action and saluted: "I just saw that the thieves are rampant and the signs of rebellion are obvious, so I came to help you."

While he was speaking, Li Xuan, Jiang Hanyun and others had already neatly captured all the black-clothed and masked martial arts cultivators.

It's very simple. These second-sect martial arts cultivators were already injured in their hearts. Li Xuan shouted with the thunderous sound of divine Kui, which stunned these people again. Then Jiang Hanyun used a thunderous punch to destroy their limbs and minds. Paralysis, complete loss of resistance.

"Come and give me a helping hand?"

Li Xuan smiled and strode over: "If you really want to help, then let's capture him! These martial arts cultivators have something to do with your temple. They are suspected to be Ganlu Temple monks. As the master of Ganlu Temple, they cannot escape. Related."

Fa Xing couldn't help but frown. He knew the identities of these monks and could not deny them.

"Is this a misunderstanding? These people are indeed from Ganlu Temple, but Lao Na's order is to order them to assist the imperial army."

"Is it a misunderstanding? You can come with me to Suzaku Hall to explain it clearly. I won't frame you falsely."

Li Xuancai didn't intend to talk nonsense with this guy. With these monks, he already had a reason to take people directly.

As long as this dharma nature is taken away, you can concoct this guy in any way, and the evidence can be easily found afterwards.

At this time, he had walked to Fa Xing's side, then turned his right hand and took out two Zhenyuan Nails from his sleeve.

Fa Xing's face suddenly changed from green to white. At this time, he even had the idea of ​​blowing Li Xuan's head off with a punch, but he was worried about Jiang Hanyun who was watching eagerly next to him, and he was also in awe of Liu Daosi's laws.

But letting him go without any help is absolutely unacceptable to Fa Xing. It was not because he was worried that the Six Daosi Division would torture him to extract a confession, but because he still had an affidavit from Lin Ziyang in his Little Sumeru Precepts.

"Master Youyou's words are too overbearing——"

His figure floated away like paper, moving away from Li Xuan.

But just when the voice of Dharma nature has not yet faded, UU Reading www. uukanshu.netｔA middle-aged monk wearing a green cassock walked from a distance: "I can give evidence that the abbot of our temple, Fa Xing, colluded with Lin Ziyang. Not only did he intend to aid the enemy, but he also ordered the monks in the temple to intercept and kill the wanderers. Your Excellency, you and the navy guard Li Yan. In his hand, there is an oath written by Lin Ziyang himself."

The eyes of Li Xuan and Jiang Hanyun both lit up at the same time, thinking that this would be wonderful. This is called the mountains and rivers turning! Today, all the anger I had been holding back due to Ganlu Temple had a way to vent it.

At this moment, Fa Xing's complexion was as white as paper: "Shikong!"

The finger bones of his hands were crackling, and his murderous intent was overwhelming, but he felt extremely dangerous.

Jiang Hanyun, Su Linghuan, and even the gazes of Monk Shikong all sent chills down his spine, and the desire to escape instinctively grew in his heart.

But even if you want to escape, it doesn't seem to be easy. Jiang Hanyun is a martial arts cultivator of thunder method. This woman's long-distance running speed must be superior to his.

Fa Xing's eyes flickered, scanning the crowd, and finally his mind moved slightly and he looked in a certain direction.

Where he was looking, Xue Yunrou was bleeding from the ears and nose and retreated from the direction of Iron Urn City.