Fantasy: Prince Peerless, Conquer the Heavens!

Chapter 278 The unbearable Langya Sect

Half an hour later, Wen Chuanxue appeared in the square. Looking at the crooked disciples, his face 'brushed' and became extremely gloomy.

Hundreds of thousands of Langya Sect disciples stood lazily in the square in small groups, talking to each other with their heads lowered. In terms of formation alone, they were not as good as an ordinary imperial army.

"This is the sect you manage for me?"

Wen Chuanxue looked at Yang Andao and asked sarcastically.

Thousands of years ago, when he was the sect leader, Langya Sect was not like this!

At that time, the disciples of the sect were gentle, well-read, and elegant. Whether they were talking about ancient and modern times or going out to fight, they could do anything!

But now, he couldn't even stand in line, he smelled strongly of powder, his eyes were black, and he looked like he was overindulging in sex.

Does it look like a king-level force?

"Please forgive me, ancestor!"

Yang Andao still lowered his head and said listlessly.

"snort!"

Wen Chuanxue flicked his sleeves, and the power of the Holy King of Four Transformations enveloped the entire square.

Faced with this sudden pressure, many Langya Sect disciples collapsed directly to the ground, wailing continuously, and there were no more than ten thousand people who could stand under this momentum.

"Everyone stand in line for me!"

Wen Chuanxue's eyes were filled with anger and he shouted coldly.

The disciples gritted their teeth and stood up, but the formation could not form a straight line at all.

"Everyone present here is a disciple of the Langya Sect. Now the enemy is about to invade. Please pick up your weapons and follow me to fight to defend the sect!"

Wen Chuanxue didn't bother to care whether the formation was in order. He drew his sword and ordered with murderous intent.

"As you command!"

A sparse voice sounded.

As a result, Wen Chuanxue took this team to the border of Langya Dao Domain and stationed themselves in a border city called 'Huangtian City'. All the elders of the sect accompanied them.

Three days later, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei led their armies and set up camp in the plains a hundred kilometers away from 'Huangtian City', sending a large number of scouts to inquire about the situation of Langya Sect.

Not long after, the scout came back to report.

"You are brave. Since you dare to fool me, don't you want your head?"

In the central tent, Zhang Fei looked at the scouts, his eyes widened, and he yelled angrily. The terrifying aura almost caused the tent to fly away.

Guan Yu, who was sitting on the throne, was stroking his beautiful beard with his hands, and his red face showed doubts.

"Two generals, my subordinates dare not lie in the slightest. Huang Tiancheng is indeed poorly defended and full of flaws. Disciples of the Langya Sect are walking through the streets day and night, having fun, making people in the city panic!"

The scout was startled, sweat dripped from his forehead, and he hurriedly explained.

"Strange, could it be a cover-up trick of Langya Sect?"

Seeing that the scout didn't look like he was faking it, Zhang Fei regained his momentum and said in confusion.

Suddenly, ripples appeared in the void, and a man in black robes appeared, with a cliff jade pendant hanging around his waist. His eyes were as cold as staring into the abyss. He took out a letter and placed it on the table before leaving quickly.

In front of the cliff is the abyss!

This is how the Abyssal Guard dresses!

Guan Yu opened the envelope, read it roughly, and said with a smile: "Send the order, the army will assemble and attack 'Huangtian City' immediately!"

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Fei asked curiously.

"The Abyss Guard's stronghold in the city confirms the intelligence of the scouts. This is not a cover-up of the Langya Sect, but their complete depravity!"

Guan Yu explained, holding the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, he walked out of the central tent, exuding a vast aura.

Bang! Bang! Bang...

The war drums beat, and the 'Fan Prison Army' and 'Chang Ban Army' quickly gathered together. Perhaps because they realized that the war was about to start, their faces showed a trace of nervousness.

"Set off!"

Guan Yu was wearing a battle armor and gave orders loudly.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The 600,000-strong army charged forward. To the warriors, the distance of a hundred miles was only a few minutes. They soon arrived at the foot of Huangtian City, waving their weapons with murderous intent like a waterfall.

"The enemy is attacking, defend quickly!"

"Quickly notify the sect disciples to defend against the enemy!"

The soldiers guarding the city are all ordinary defenders of Huangtian City. The noble Langya Sect disciples will certainly not patrol the city and are enjoying themselves in the city at the moment.

When the city defenders went to notify the Langya Sect disciples, it was already too late!

The soldiers of the 'Fan Prison Army' and 'Changban Army' who rushed to the city, blessed with their military spirit, launched a fierce charge, with high morale, as if they were going to poke a hole in the sky.

A hail of arrows pierced the sky!

A black cloud seemed to appear in the sky, and the shiny arrows, blessed by spiritual energy, were extremely brilliant. They killed the defenders running back and forth on the city. The huge impact force nailed the corpses to the city wall.

In just a moment, the blood mist in the sky stained the wall red, and countless defenders died.

The blood filled the air and colored the sky!

At the same time, it also alarmed the Langya Sect disciples!

They emerged from brothels, taverns, and flower boats and flew toward the city wall, preparing to face the enemy.

"Qin... Great Qin Divine Court!"

When the first batch of Langya Sect disciples came to the edge of the city wall, they looked at the banner with the word "Qin" fluttering in the wind. They swallowed and ran away with panic on their faces without saying a word.

The enemy is actually the Great Qin Shenting?

"If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have come even if I were beaten to death! It's true that our ancestor actually went to war with the Great Qin Shenting. Isn't this a case of throwing an egg against a stone and overestimating one's own capabilities?"

One of the disciples complained that he was using his body skills to the extreme, fearing that he would be killed by the strong men of Great Qin if he was too slow to escape.

"kill!"

The soldiers of the 'Fan Prison Army' and the 'Chang Ban Army' were excited. They did not expect that the first battle would be fought so easily. Their eyes lit up and they chased after the fleeing Langya Sect disciples.

The clever soldiers flew into the air and slashed down suddenly, and a disciple of the Langya Sect fell. These once aloof and self-proclaimed literati magicians were reduced to lambs to be slaughtered.

The killing continues!

The entire city was wrapped in blood!

In fact, the disciples of Langya Sect are not without the ability to fight back, but their bodies have been hollowed out by wine and sex, and their fighting spirit has been corroded.

Keep moving forward!

Invincible!

Nothing can stop the Qin army!

Occasionally, a few passionate Langya Sect disciples fought hard, but all the army had was one more dead soul!

The saint-level elder roared, flew in the sky, and flew towards the Qin army.

As the bloody evil energy rolled, arrows pierced the sky one after another, shooting the saint-level elders into a hornet's nest.

"What a... What a terrifying army!"

In the city lord's palace, Wen Chuanxue took a breath of cold air. He thought that Langya Sect would be defeated, but he never thought that it would be defeated so quickly and completely.

"Ancestor, you... take care of yourself!"

Yang Andao stood behind him, his legs trembling, he said something tremblingly, left Wen Chuanxue and ran away alone.

This time, literary studies did not stop us!

Run away!

It's better to escape!

At least the tradition of Langya Sect can be preserved!

"Langya Sect, let me protect you one last time!"

Wen Chuanxue smiled sadly, holding an ancient book on his head, holding a sword in his hand, and slowly flew into the air, rushing towards the nearest enemy.

(End of chapter)