Fantasy: Prince Peerless, Conquer the Heavens!

Chapter 155 National Tragedy

What he was most worried about happened.

With powerful weapons and geographical advantages, he is not afraid of warriors below the saints. Even warriors who have reached the saint realm can deal with them with confidence, but he has no way to deal with the strong saints.

What's more, more than a dozen saints took action at the same time!

boom!

More than a dozen terrifying attacks were brewing in the void, including palm energy that could destroy the world, sharp sword energy, and sword energy that dominated the world...

"Destroy!"

A saint warrior said indifferently, and with a wave of his right hand, a thousand-foot sword energy flew towards the Qin army camp on the other side.

The void exploded with huge power, causing the cold water to explode and the water mist to fill the sky.

More than a dozen attacks from saints came one after another.

In an instant, the heaven and earth changed dramatically, the world was in chaos, and all things were destroyed!

"Gulu..."

Seeing the monstrous attack, many Da Qin soldiers turned pale and kept swallowing saliva. The blood in their bodies seemed to have stopped flowing, and the haze of death enveloped their hearts.

The only one who was relatively calm was the 50,000 Great Qin Empire, but they also looked solemn.

"It's over!"

Zhang Gan's throat was dry, and more than a dozen saint attacks were enough to destroy all the defenses in the camp.

He could already imagine that after the fortifications were destroyed, the army from the Ten Thousand Islands Region rushed forward, and millions of soldiers died tragically in the cold water, staining the clear river with blood.

"No! No..."

"I will definitely be able to hold the position, I will definitely be able to!"

Zhang Gan clenched his fists and his eyes were firm. He clearly remembered that before leaving the imperial capital, he swore that he would keep the enemy at bay even if he risked his life.

How can you give up?

Facing the saint's pressure, he slowly raised his sword, his spiritual light flickering, and he condensed a sword energy.

This sword energy is very weak, like a candle in the wind, which can be extinguished at any time, but it has very strong vitality, survives tenaciously, and blooms with dazzling brilliance.

"war!"

Zhang Gan roared, his body rose into the air, and flew towards the saint's attack.

"Ant!"

The saint who was the first to attack sneered disdainfully.

For an ant who has entered the realm of saints to resist the attacks of saints is simply ridiculous.

"General!"

Fifty thousand Qin cavalry shouted, looked at each other, punched their chests with their left hands, and spurted out a mouthful of blood, which emitted fluorescence and gathered together to create a blood-colored light beam.

Bless the blood!

With my blood, I will protect you!

On the battlefield, the only support, besides the knife in your hand, is your comrades!

"go!"

The soldiers of the Great Qin Dynasty thought silently in their hearts, and a bloody beam of light broke through the sky and enveloped Zhang Gan. Immediately, the latter's strength increased rapidly, from the early stage of entering the Saint Realm to the middle stage of the Saint Realm.

"Destroy!"

Zhang Gan's eyes were wide open, his eyeballs were bloodshot, his body was glowing with blood, and his long black hair turned into blood and fluttered in the wind, looking very scary.

The power of the sword in his hand instantly became dozens of times stronger, destroying everything.

boom!

Under everyone's gaze, Zhang Gan rushed into the attacks of many saints in the Ten Thousand Islands Domain, causing a shocking explosion. The terrifying aftermath swept across the world, causing the void to collapse for dozens of miles around, and the resulting void cracks to spread for hundreds of miles.

The cold water became turbid and set off huge waves, crashing on both sides of the bank!

A hill dozens of miles away suddenly collapsed, sending sand and rocks flying, and smoke and dust billowing.

All the big trees in the surrounding area were uprooted.

Even the turf that was close to the ground was lifted up by the aftermath, flying all over the sky.

A sign of great disillusionment.

"Pfft~"

Many warriors with low cultivation levels had a sweet throat, raised their heads, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and collapsed on the ground. Just the aftermath left most of the warriors present seriously injured.

Even extraordinary warriors are no exception!

Only warriors above the Heaven Realm can barely resist the aftermath. Looking nervously at the battlefield, especially the powerful men from the Great Qin Empire, their hearts are in their throats.

In fact, everyone knew who would win and who would lose. Zhang Gan alone was no match for the many saints in the Ten Thousand Islands Domain.

But what if?

After a long time, the aftermath slowly dissipated, revealing the scene inside, which was both expected and unexpected by everyone.

Why do you say it is expected?

Zhang Gan was defeated, and his body was covered with scars, including palm wounds, sword wounds, and knife wounds.

These wounds were densely packed and bone-deep, and even the strong armor was shattered, exposing the blood-stained body.

So why is it unexpected?

Zhang Gan was able to withstand the attacks of more than a dozen saints by virtue of his cultivation in the Saint Realm. This was something that everyone thought was impossible and a miracle.

"Hmph, life is pretty tough, I don't know how many times I can resist!"

A saint shouted coldly, the spiritual energy in his body was circulating, and the long knife in his hand bloomed with bright light, dazzling the eyes.

"General, come back quickly!"

Many of Zhang Gan's personal guards shouted with red eyes, clenching their hands into fists, and their nails were piercing into the flesh without knowing it. They were only filled with worry and shame.

They are personal guards, and their duty is to protect Zhang Gan.

But the reality was the opposite. It was Zhang Gan who protected them. Even though he knew that there was an abyss of death ahead, he was unafraid and moved forward with his head held high.

"Ahem, as long as I'm here, you can't even think about taking another step forward!"

Zhang Gan raised his head, his eyes like eagles, looked straight at the saint of Wandao Domain, and couldn't help but sneer: "Foreign tribes are invading, you are both human race, instead of going to the front line to face the alien tribes and fight for the tribe, you instead sneak attack on Daqin.

How shameless!"

"You guys are a disgrace to the human race!"

"After thousands of generations, your actions will be nailed to the pillar of shame in human history!"

His voice was very weak, but extremely firm, like the eternal truth, which made the Saint of Ten Thousand Islands feel ashamed, and the spiritual energy in his hands dispersed from his head.

"What nonsense!"

At this time, Mo Ji flew into the air and retorted loudly: "Successful kings and defeated bandits, as long as we kill you all, we can write the history of the victors with pens, kill!"

Many saints from the Ten Thousand Islands Territory were awakened, and they erupted with even more violent auras. They looked at Zhang Gan as if they were dead.

That's right.

History is written by the victors. In order for today's crimes not to be passed down from generation to generation, they must kill Zhang Gan and all the Qin troops present must die!

"kill!"

The powerful forces attacked again.

A dozen extremely terrifying attacks spread across the sky. Once any outsider steps in, they will be killed and instantly annihilated into ashes.

"Your Majesty, the general is guilty and cannot fulfill the oath he made before setting off for the expedition!"

Zhang Gan didn't move. To be precise, he couldn't move anymore. He could only watch the attack coming down, getting closer and closer.

"The solitary sword in the desert!"

At the critical moment, a gust of wind blew by, and outside the Purple Ming, on the edge of the bright sun, a crescent moon appeared, emitting a pale brilliance.

The sun and the moon shine together!

Scimitar like the moon!

The figure of Yan Yun's Eighteen Riders stood in front of Zhang Gan, his eyes were cold, and the scimitar in his hand was filled with blood, as if it were the weapon of Hades, bringing death to the world.

With one strike of the sword, all spirits perished!

The icy cold moon condenses the air of death, making people tremble with fear.

An extremely terrifying aura wanders in the void, dazzling and deep.

The crescent moon flashed away.

boom!

The attacks of more than a dozen saints in the Ten Thousand Islands Domain were all split into two, struck on both sides, and disappeared at the end of the void.

"General Zhang, please go back and rest, and leave the rest to us!"

After the leader of Yanyun's Eighteen Cavalry finished speaking, he pulled the reins with his left hand, and the horse turned into a bolt of lightning and a gust of wind, flying forward, bringing death with it.

The other seventeen cavalry followed closely behind, with an undefeated will, like a thousand troops charging forward, moving forward indomitably.

"Stop them!"

Mo Shi frowned slightly. The strength of Yan Yun's Eighteen Cavalry exceeded his imagination, but it didn't matter. It was still within the controllable range.

The Eighteen Riders of Yanyun are not saints after all!

"war!"

Those who can become saints are those who have a firm mind and have experienced hundreds of battles. The saints of Wandao Domain are no exception. They cooperated tacitly and surrounded Yanyun's Eighteen Cavalry.

Suddenly, the Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry was like a lonely boat under the waves, being submerged by the huge waves, and then emerging from the huge waves.

"God bless, we must win!"

The Qin soldiers who were watching the battle were worried and prayed secretly. They wanted to step forward to help the clan, but they were unable to do anything.

"This time, let's see who will save you!"

When everyone's attention was focused on the battlefield, Mo Ji's eyes fell on Zhang Gan, and the corners of his mouth turned up in a sneer, which made people shudder.

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped forward and grabbed the latter.

"stop!"

At the critical moment, an ancient book with glittering golden light stood in front of Zhang Gan. Countless golden runes rotated rapidly, forming a strong protective shield.

"who?"

Mo Shi stopped attacking, looked somewhere in the void, and reached out to pull out the soft sword.

Ripples in the void opened a gap, and a figure wearing a white robe and an indifferent expression walked out. The aura of literature wrapped around him, like a giant dragon, traveling around the world.

"Great Qin Empire, Wang Yangming!"

Wang Yangming spoke softly, with a gentle voice that made people subconsciously relax their vigilance.

Mo Shi's expression was serious and full of vigilance. He could sense the powerful power contained in Wang Yangming's body, as well as a strange force that disturbed his mind.

"He is a magician. You are no match for him. Leave it to me!"

Just when Mo Ji was about to attack, a vicissitudes of voice came from the sky behind him, making him take a breath and hurriedly turned around to salute: "See you, ancestor!"

Five old figures emerged from the void, all with white hair, exuding an aura of decay, as if they had stepped half-foot into the gate of hell and would die at any time.

These five people all held war swords in their hands, filled with a trace of sword intent, showing their sharpness, making people dare not look directly at them.

The Five Ancestors of Immortals!

They are the sleeping ancestors of the Immortal Sect. They all have the cultivation of the Holy Realm. They were born when the Immortal Road opened, seeking opportunities for breakthroughs and extending their lifespan.

"There are five more immortals!"

Wang Yangming waved his right hand without twisting, and the golden ancient book in front of Zhang Gan returned to his hand, and the bright light dyed half of the sky golden.

"You are no match for me, let's take action together!"

The ancestor of the Immortals Sect said calmly.

"you?"

Zhang Gan and Mo Ji were stunned. Is there anyone else besides Wang Yangming?

"Excellent eyesight, worthy of being an antique that has gone through several eras!"

Hundreds of feet away, the void suddenly opened, and Yuan Tiangang walked out with a war sword on his back and an expressionless face.

The ninth-level sword intent filled the air, shattering the surrounding void.

All the warriors who used war swords felt heart palpitations inexplicably, and the hands holding the swords could not control their movements.

"What a powerful sword!"

The ancestor of the Immortal Sect's pupils shrank sharply, and he hurriedly pulled out his sword. Five strong sword intents shot into the sky, forming a mysterious sword formation with infinite transformations.

Ten Thousand Immortals Sword Array!

Countless sword qi emerged, like a sea of ​​swords, floating in the void. Each sword qi could easily kill the saint warrior.

"Here comes the sword!"

"Heart Soul Technique!"

Yuan Tiangang and Wang Yangming looked at each other and launched attacks at the same time.

Although the fifth ancestor of Qunxian Sect is strong, they are not weak either.

The seven people with full firepower fought together, and the movement they produced was greater than the movement of Yanyun's Eighteen Cavalry and a dozen Little Saints. Everything in their path was destroyed, even the void.

Annihilated into nothingness.

In that void, there was nothing left except the collision of powerful moves.

Boom boom boom...

Boom boom boom...

The loud noises that shook the sky made the soldiers on both sides stunned and felt their scalps numb. Even the saint who was fighting with Yanyun's Eighteen Cavalry felt trembling in his heart after taking a glance at it from the corner of his eye.

Is this the holy battlefield?

Much more powerful than ordinary saints like them!

"Now, there is no strong person in the Great Qin Empire!"

Mo Ji watched the battle for a while, and then focused on Zhang Gan again, but this time, his heart was very heavy, for fear that another strong man would appear.

As an elder, he knows the details of Qunxian Sect and has sent almost all of them!

Apart from the sect masters in the Holy King realm, the five ancestors are the most powerful!

"die!"

With a strong murderous intent, Mo Shi soared into the air, pointing the tip of his sword directly at Zhang Gan. His strength completely exploded, shaking the void.

He wants to kill with one strike!

"Fight!"

Zhang Gan took an elixir, endured the pain in his body, raised his soldiers, and strode forward. With every step he took, a large amount of blood would flow from his wounds.

With such a serious injury, for ordinary warriors, they would probably be in a coma long ago.

However, Zhang Gan can still fight. It has to be said that this is simply a miracle.

What supports him in his fight is faith!

Even if you die, you must use all your strength and fight to the death!

Clang!

Clash of weapons!

The battle sword in Zhang Gan's hand only lasted for a moment before it was cut off and flew away into the distance.

"Sure enough, there is no one left!"

Mo Shi was overjoyed. He exerted force with his right hand and the soft sword was as fast as lightning. It pierced Zhang Gan's heart, then turned around fiercely and completely shattered the heart.

Zhang Gan's body stiffened, blood continued to flow from his throat, and his whole body began to feel weak. He could not even hold the sword, and the light in his eyes became darker and darker until it turned completely black.

Great Qin general Zhang Gan died!

Throughout his life, he followed the two emperors, fought in the north and south, and made great contributions to the Qin Dynasty. Apart from the heroes summoned by Qin Wudao, he was ranked among the top three local military generals in the Qin Dynasty.

A glorious life, a life of honor, finally at this moment!

"General..."

"Save the general quickly..."

The Daqin soldiers in the fortifications roared loudly and looked sad when they saw Zhang Gan falling into the cold river. Many people jumped directly into the red cold water to find Zhang Gan's body.

"Send the order, the army attacks!"

Mo Ji waved his hand and gave a ferocious order: Killing Zhang Gan is not enough.

He wants to slaughter all the soldiers of the Qin Dynasty!

"kill!"

"Rush..."

The disciples from the Ten Thousand Islands Domain launched an attack, passing by from low altitude at a very high speed.

Due to Zhang Gan's death in battle and the lack of generals to command, the strength of Da Qin's soldiers was greatly weakened. It didn't take long for the disciples of Wandao Domain to cross Hanjiang and engage in hand-to-hand combat.

This is undoubtedly a nightmare for Qin Zu!

Killed in pieces!

(End of chapter)