There is a sword like a rainbow, piercing through the sky; there is a sword without regrets, shining like emerald.
The blooming of life is gorgeous and poignant, just like fireworks, stunningly beautiful and eternally beautiful.
Qian Muran risked his life to fight against the enemy, but in the eyes of Baiji Dorje, the great monk felt a sense of disdain and contempt.
His cultivation level at the peak of the Release Realm is not something that a mere peerless warrior could contend with.
He didn't even look at Qian Muran's extraordinary sword performance. The big Buddha was still as majestic and powerful as a meteor across the sky, smashing towards everyone without stopping.
It hit Zhu Ning'er, Wen Lan and others whose faces were pale and eyes were filled with fear.
But at this moment, a violent and destructive aura suddenly came like a rolling spring thunder, and in an instant it locked onto Baiji Dorje.
As soon as he felt the destructive aura, the monk's solemn face suddenly trembled slightly.
At this moment, he seemed to feel that in the distance on his side, there was an evil dragon that was ready to devour anyone, staring at him intently.
"Bald donkey, who gave you the courage to attack my little sister?" The roar was like a bolt from the blue or the roar of a raging wave; it sounded like the roar of a dragon or a lion, this was Zhu Ya's unique skill.
Facing such a powerful sonic skill, Baiji Dorje's flying figure suddenly stopped.
And the phantom of the demon Buddha that was hovering above everyone's heads, covering the sky and the sun, suddenly began to sway as Bai Jie Dorje froze, trembling continuously and becoming increasingly blurred, as if it was about to break apart and dissipate.
Before the roar stopped, a black shadow, accompanied by a hint of silver light, appeared on horseback, riding through the air.
When the man arrived, a long wind arose, a boundless hurricane, just like the man's boundless rage, ravaging all the Khitans below the Xuan realm. They immediately fell backwards like rolling gourds, rolling a long distance, unable to stop their bodies.
Those who fell to the ground and rolled out naturally included Yelu Shilu; as for his family members, young and old, there was no need to mention them, all of them were covered in dust and looked in the direction of the sound with horror on their faces.
As soon as the eye came into view, there was an afterimage of a man and a horse combined, like a peerless evil god from the sky, rushing towards him.
Along with the arrival of that man, a solemn and tyrannical aura surged like the wind following the waves.
Just being in that kind of turbulent atmosphere can make people feel suffocated and want to die.
The person who came was naturally Zhu Ya. You know, this person is not an ordinary person.
At the beginning, the spirit of the Classic of Mountains and Seas used the bones of the ancient Candle Dragon as the skeleton, the blood of the swift beast Dijiang as the source, the eyes of the phoenix as the pupils... and many other parts of the beasts to create the monster Zhuya.
His martial arts wisdom, perception, hearing, vision, etc., are all far beyond ordinary people; in the chaos of the army, he seemed to hear his little sister's shouting, turned around and saw this thrilling scene.
In a rage, Zhu Ya roared immediately, and the shackles that restricted his physical movement were instantly shattered by this rage. In almost an instant, he and his horse flew to a place not far from Baiji Doji.
As soon as he came close, Zhu Ye immediately stabbed out with his spear, like an angry dragon piercing the heart, or like a giant python coming out of a cave. Before the spear arrived, the endless sharp energy stimulated Baiji Dorje to the point that he felt cold all over and goosebumps appeared on his skin.
Feeling that kind of power, the great monk Baiji Dorje had no doubt that if he did not stop it, he would be shot through the heart.
Facing the furious and crazy Zhu Ya, the big monk at this moment no longer cared about Qian Muran, Zhu Ning'er and others; life is the most important thing in the world, no matter how important a few young ladies are, they are not as important as his life.
The huge Buddha suddenly disappeared, and then a giant hand holding up the sky flashed out. The giant hand was huge, as big as a mountain field of dozens of acres in size. As soon as it appeared, it pressed towards the Overlord Spear with all its strength.
Looking ahead, in the sky between the two of them, an angry dragon with bared fangs and claws, carrying the rage of destroying everything, brazenly slammed into the huge Buddha's palm.
"boom"
The space trembled violently and the heaven and earth roared.
The boundless air turbulence caused most of the people around to stagger all over the place.
In the violent and turbulent air current, a figure appeared, like a wave crashing against a reef.
Bursting out rapidly.
Looking at that figure, with a shiny bald head and fluttering priestly robes, who else could it be but Baiji Dorje
Zhu Ya, with unparalleled speed, combined man and horse into one, fired a shot that instantly blasted the great monk Baiji Dorje away.
After one successful move, Zhu Ye did not stop. He swung his spear like a rolling river and attacked like chasing waves. The Overlord Spear emitted a bright golden light that blinded everyone's eyes, and they closed them subconsciously.
In just a moment, a spear crossed and swung as fast as lightning, sweeping towards the Khitan priest Mu Chen without hesitation.
Mu Chen, who had overpowered Jing and Wang and intended to kill them, suddenly discovered that an unstoppable sharp edge, tearing through the space and breaking the universe, was coming towards him like lightning.
Just sensing that power, Mu Chen's heart sank and his face turned pale. He had no doubt that this sudden attack could smash him in half.
There is no need to think about it. If he insists on killing Jing and Wang, this day next year will be his death anniversary.
Even ants are greedy for life, let alone Mu Chen
Even though Mu Chen is bent on currying favor with Yelu Shilu, it doesn't mean he would disregard his own life just to curry favor, right
No matter what his purpose was, it could only be achieved if he was alive; if he was dead, what was the point of trying to curry favor with Yelu Shilu? No matter what his purpose was, it would be none of his business anyway.
Once he sensed that his life was threatened, Mu Chen no longer cared about the lives of Jing Ming and Wang Chong; as for his promise to Yelu Shilu, he had long forgotten it.
As soon as he heard the sound of the wind, he immediately twisted his waist and flew up, screaming like a falcon, and leaped out like lightning; his speed was countless times faster than that of the old rabbit.
Zhu Ya forced Mu Chen back with a shot, but he did not pursue him.
He was seen sitting on his warhorse like an iron tower, and immediately said to Jing Ming and Wang Chong: "Quick, take everyone to the army. I'm here, and I will kill anyone who dares to stop you."
As soon as the words came out, their ferocious power was so overwhelming that the Khitans who had just crawled up from the ground turned pale with fear.
"Who is that man and why is he so brave?" Yelu Shilu, who had just gotten up from the ground and was covered in dust, was shocked and angry, and immediately asked someone in the crowd.
This person was none other than Yelu Yanmu, the second brother of Yelu Shilu, who had escaped with great difficulty after being defeated at the Huangshui Campaign.
"Third brother, if my guess is correct, that person should be Zhu Li's younger brother." Yelu Yanmu looked grim, looking at Zhu Ya, who was sitting on the horse, majestic and unparalleled, and responded in doubt.
"Zhu Li's younger brother?" Yelu Shilu's eyes suddenly flickered when he heard his second brother say that. He asked in surprise, "The Shali who made trouble at night looks almost the same as this guy, is it possible?"
In Yelu Shilu's eyes, Zhu Ya, who was sitting on the horse, looked almost exactly like Zhu Li, except for his attire and hairstyle.
Zhu Li, who was disguised as a Khitan, had met Yu Yue at close range, so Yelu Shilu naturally had doubts in his heart.
There are many people in the world who look alike, but if they look like they were cast in the same mold, they would almost certainly not exist if they were not related by blood.
Zhu Ya and Zhu Li are so similar that Yelu Shilu naturally has many associations with them.
"What is Shali? He actually looks the same as the other person?" Yelu Yanmu was confused. "I only heard that this Zhu Ya seems to be a twin brother with his elder brother Zhu Li. If there is really someone who looks the same as the other, that person should most likely be Zhu Li."
"What? Is this true?" Yelu Shilu was shocked when he heard this.
It was no wonder that he was surprised. Even the civil and military officials of Heshuo were stunned by Zhu Ya's appearance. It was as if he had jumped out of a stone, abrupt and mysterious.
The Khitans would also collect intelligence on the Han people, especially high-ranking officials like Zhu Li who were stationed in a certain area. The information they collected was more detailed.
However, Zhu Ya only appeared in the last one or two years, and the information that Yelu Shilu knew was probably outdated.
However, once Yelu Yanmu gave the hint, a flash of inspiration instantly flashed through his mind. At this time, if Yelu Shilu still didn't know who the young man disguised as Khitan Shali was, then he would go and become sworn brothers with Brother Zhu.
"Oh no, hurry up, stop them, Zhu Li is in that group of people
"After being reminded by his second brother, Yelu Shilu realized something instantly. The unconscious Khitan Shali was most likely Zhu Li himself.
As soon as he came to his senses, he immediately roared loudly at Baiji Dorje, Muchen, and even the old priest Qiu Gu.
But is it too late now
Upon discovering the situation here, the young general Yue Yun immediately replaced Zhu Ya's position, wielding two sledgehammers weighing hundreds of pounds, and wreaked havoc among the Khitan cavalry.
Once those Khitan warriors were touched or bumped by his sledgehammer, their brains would immediately burst and they would be thrown sideways. No one could be his match.
Now, Geng Yan was in charge of the central army, and General Cheng Huaixin immediately led thousands of foot archers, set up crossbows, and aimed them in this direction to escort Jing Ming, Wang Chong and others and ensure that they would not be lost.
Under such circumstances, not to mention Mu Chen and Baiji Dorje, who dared not rush forward, even the old monster Qiu Gu did not dare to move rashly.
Although the enemy can only shoot from a few thousand steps away, don't forget that the crossbows they have set up in front of them are all repeating crossbows; whether in terms of penetrating power or shooting speed, repeating crossbows are far superior to bows and arrows.
In such a comparison, just a few thousand crossbows are equivalent to tens of thousands of archers. Facing the concentrated shooting of tens of thousands of archers, even Qiu Gu would not dare to say that he could survive by chance.
Jing Ming and Wang Chong, who received Zhu Ya's order, together with Qian Muran and others, did not stop at all. They immediately carried the wounded and ran away, rushing straight towards the Heshuo army.
At this moment, any hesitation could result in the annihilation of their entire group. Jing Ming and Wang Chong, who had served in the army before, naturally knew the seriousness of the matter.
They obeyed the order decisively and ran away quickly, so that they were already not far from the phalanx of archers. Seeing this situation, Qiu Gu and others dared not act rashly.
Seeing that Jing Ming and the others were safe, Zhu Ya immediately swung his Overlord Spear and angrily shouted at Mu Chen and Baiji Dorje, "You thief, and that bird monk, how dare you bully my little sister when I'm away."
"Today, your second grandfather will let you understand why the flowers are so red. Come and die!"
Zhu Ya was furious. If he had arrived a little later, his elder brother and younger sister would have died on the spot. How could he not be angry
As soon as the words were spoken, Zhu Ya rode his horse as fast as lightning and drew his spear as fast as a dragon.
Looking around, it seemed as if there was a golden dragon flying across the sky, roaring endlessly and rushing out; in the sky, a long golden rainbow streaked across the sky, sweeping straight towards the astonished Mu Chen and Baiji Dorje.
It was no wonder that the two were surprised and doubtful. With their vision, it was not difficult to see that this Han general who suddenly appeared was only at the natural realm.
But with such a level of cultivation, how could he have delivered such a powerful attack just now, and forced the two of them into such an embarrassing situation
No wonder they couldn’t figure it out. Zhu Ya is not an ordinary person.
It is rumored that Zhu Li is gifted, but those are actually just rumors; Zhu Li's body has been tempered and transformed through countless spiritual essences from the Classic of Mountains and Seas over a long period of time, giving him the ability of extraordinary strength and speed.
Zhu Ya is different. This second general of Heshuo was made entirely of exotic beasts and divine creatures. He was an unrivaled master as soon as he came into the world, and after a little practice he had entered the realm of nature.
If Zhu Li's extraordinary talent is false, then Zhu Ya's extraordinary talent is real.
His physique is comparable to that of Zhulong, his explosive speed is like that of Dijiang, and he has extraordinary strength, even better than dragons and tigers. With his cultivation in the Natural Realm, it is not surprising that he can exert power that is even superior to that of the Released Realm.
Perhaps because he did not believe in evil, or perhaps because he felt it was something very strange, a supreme Buddha suddenly appeared against the golden rainbow that crossed the sky.
The giant Buddha was majestic and as huge as a mountain. As soon as it appeared, it flew towards the golden rainbow as fast as a meteor and as swift as thunder.
It was obvious that Baiji Dorje had taken action; at the same time, a man roared like a falcon, leaped like a monkey, and suddenly stretched out a claw as hard as a diamond and as black as ink, and grabbed the golden rainbow fiercely.
Naturally, Mu Chen was unwilling to lag behind, so as soon as Baiji Dorje made a move, he followed closely; he also did not believe that a mere warrior in the natural realm could overwhelm them in terms of combat power.
No matter what, he had to continue to weigh the opponent's strength.