Three-footed sword, cold light sassy.
The sword, used to ask questions, but can also kill.
Lin Shu crossed the sword in front of him and wiped the blade with his fingers.
The body of the sword sang, and the invisible sword intent was stimulated by the inch by inch, and he once again explored all the veins of the Zhe Bamboo Sword and became one with it.
Shangling Jian beside him said, "Good sword!"
Shangling Jane's sword was also unsheathed, it was a silver sword with a clear body, the light of the sword was like the brilliance of the full moon.
If Mr. Meng used a sword, it must be such a clear sword, and it would be appropriate to replace it with a tomb slip.
Shangling Jian said: "I am swept in front of me."
After saying that, he flew up and walked towards the edge of the barrier.
The densely packed living corpses have all swarmed up, crawling on the barrier, biting and hitting the barrier, consuming the spiritual power of the barrier.
The barrier of immortals is like the city wall of mortals, and it must not be broken!
The light of the sword, the light of the sword, the light of the talisman, the roar of the thunder, constantly exploded on the barrier, a piece of living corpse was smashed down by the spell, and a new living corpse climbed up, covering the sky and making it extremely terrifying. .
Lin Shu is waiting.
When the disciples of Rumengtang come back, they will bring back information on the specific location and strength of the North Xia wizard.
About two quarters of an hour later, the green-clothed disciples came back one after another.
Yue Ruohe frowned and said, "I can't find any trace of the wizard."
Hall Master Yue said: "This army of 200,000 people is all made up of living corpses, and there is no trace of wizards in the center and at the end. I guess that the wizards of Beixia may be scattered and hidden among the living corpses, or hidden in the surrounding mountains and forests for a while. , difficult to find."
Xie Zishe cupped his hands and said, "Please lead the disciples to continue to investigate."
Hall Master Yue said: "Naturally, it's just that if you can't find it, I don't know what to do."
Xie Zishe said: "There are 200,000 living corpses right now, layer upon layer. If a wizard hides in them, it is really difficult to find them. After I have wiped out most of the living corpses, it will be easy to find them again."
Hall Master Yue said, "That's fine."
Rumengtang continued to explore the front, while the rest of the immortal disciples all threw themselves into and guarded the enchantment.
The meaning of Shanglingjian is to tell Lin Shu not to go down, wait at the city wall first, save his strength, and then take action when he has to fight against the Beixia wizard.
Therefore, what Lin Shu did was to observe the battle situation in different places of the enchantment, and if there was any danger, he would use his sword to help.
In general, the swordsmanship of Phoenix Villa contains the aura of being free from fire, which is the most powerful against evil, the overall strength of the sect is the strongest, and the master of Phoenix Villa who has transcended the tribulation cultivation for them, so the front of the villa is defended. He was clearly under the most pressure, but he was still able to handle it with ease, firmly holding onto the most critical point of the barrier, and even sending people to help other places.
The northwest corner of the enchantment was composed of a mixture of disciples from small sects. The original strength was slightly weak, and the coordination was not good. There were frequent dangers, and it was the area where Lin Shu helped the most.
This defensive barrier relies on the most powerful defensive formation, "Zhentianxingdou Great Array", which can defend against all forms of external attacks, and can also block the sight of the enemy, so that they cannot see the scene inside the barrier, so they cannot Learn about the layout in the enchantment.
In this battle of defending the city, the best result is that the disciples of Immortal Dao intercepted the living corpse outside the enchantment!
But... still too hard!
These 2,000 immortal cultivators are a little weaker, and one person has already carried several living corpses at the same time. In the later stages of Nascent Soul, they can only fight dozens of enemies.
And the army of living corpses numbered more than 200,000!
Even if a person has more than a dozen hands, he can't stop them all. There is always an endless stream of living corpses attached to the barrier, biting and attacking frantically. The spiritual power of the enchantment is continuously consumed, consumed, and consumed in this way.
This is a war that is not destined to be completely won, and the enchantment cannot last for a long time. All they can do is to fight to the death!
Killing one more living corpse will relieve a portion of the pressure on the enchantment, and by reducing a portion of the pressure, it will be able to support it for a while, and it will be able to support it for a while—other arrangements in the city can be perfected!
The sun is getting bigger and bigger, shining on people's faces, with a burning meaning. The sound of roosters crowing from far away in the city seemed to be almost noon.
In other words, three hours have passed since the living corpses began to attack the city!
Immortal disciples suffered heavy casualties, and blood-stained disciples continued to fall from the air.
The disciples and elders of the academy immediately treated him, some could be rescued, some were hit and were unable to return to the sky, and some... From the moment they fell, they had lost their breath.
The sun is getting hotter.
Another hour passed.
The disciples are no longer able to fight, and more and more people have fallen. Even if they can continue to fight, their spiritual power is almost exhausted, and they are injured again, and their combat power is not as good as before.
The enchantment has also been greatly damaged. From the beginning, it was full of brilliance and aura, and it became thin and shaky.
At this time, four hours have passed since the beginning.
It's been... long enough.
Xie Zishe closed his eyes and said, "Retreat."
As soon as it fell, the people of Xiandao evacuated and fell back to the city head, and the devastated enchantment began to slowly close to the city wall.
On the battlefield, retreat often means defeat.
In the group of living corpses, there was a howling.
That howl was probably a shout of joy because of victory, but when it fell into the ears of the Nanxia people, it all turned into a malicious carnival. It's like Shura hell, this situation makes people feel cold behind their backs.
Some people spread the message, Mr. Xie, Mr. XX, Mr. XX, and Mr. XX have fled to Liangzhou with their families. Are you sending a team of troops to intercept them
Xie Zishe sneered: "Let them go."
After laughing, he said: "In a peaceful and prosperous world, if you want to distinguish the loyal and the traitor, it will take some effort, but now it is easy!"
The messenger slapped his horse: "Thank you for being wise."
Xie Zishe looked forward with cold eyes.
But seeing the enchantment shrinking layer by layer, gradually moving closer to the city wall, the army of living corpses slowly moved towards this side - anyone with a discerning eye could see that the enchantment couldn't hold it anymore.
And once the barrier can't hold up, the Jinguan City will be destroyed in the blink of an eye, and they can't blame those high-ranking officials and nobles who are thinking about running away in a hurry.
However… !
Shang Lingjian landed on the city wall and said, "Close the formation!"
The protective barrier suddenly shattered!
The gate of Jinguan City opened wide, and only a small enchantment remained, barely guarding the city wall!
The living corpses howled in unison and ran forward!
What awaits them is not the smooth and smooth road, but the burial place prepared for them by spending a night in Nanxia, plus the four hours of time won by the talented people of immortality!
But on the flat ground, there are dozens of trenches hundreds of meters long and nearly 100 meters deep!
At the bottom of the trench are countless sharp iron stings with long thorns!
The iron thorn is blessed with the magic of the fairy family, which is invincible. The living corpse does not know how to jump and escape. Once it falls into the ditch, it will be pierced by the sharp iron thorn!
The mighty living corpses are like blood-red water currents. When they encounter such a ditch, it is like a sudden fall of the river, and they sink in one after another!
All of a sudden, sharp and miserable shouts came one after another!
Shangling Jane said: "Thank you for your good strategy."
"Don't dare to take credit." Xie Zishe said: "In the past, when I was in the school, in the art of war class, one day's homework was to do ten strategies for defending the city. This is one of the ten strategies formulated by His Royal Highness Fengyang."
The army of living corpses paused for a while, and the wizard who was commanding behind also found out that something was wrong and ordered them to stop.
But soon, almost the moment they stopped, they started moving again! Not only that, but even the speed is much faster than before!
The first trench was filled and level with the ground.
The army of living corpses stepped on the filled trench and continued to move forward.
Second way.
The third way.
… the seventeenth course.
The instructions the wizard gave them turned out to be cannon fodder to fill the trenches!
Countless living corpses filled the bottomless trenches, and the number of the entire army of living corpses was reduced by nearly half.
The power of a cultivator is indeed more than that of a mortal, but it is only one person against dozens of living corpses. And such a strategic arrangement can kill tens of thousands of living corpses within half an hour. It can be seen that on the battlefield, the two armies confront each other, and the power of the immortals is often the icing on the cake. The success or failure of the real war depends on the strength of the mortals and the mind of the commander.
However, although the army of living corpses was greatly damaged, they did not have the fear of living people, and they still gathered together and rushed forward!
This time... there is a real peace of mind ahead.
But I saw them rushing up and going straight to the city wall of Jinguan City!
Xie Zishe said, "… let the arrows go."
The messenger received the order, the horn sounded, and the archers on the city wall set up their bows and crossbows.
After a round of shooting, fill up the arrowhead and continue the salvo.
The rain of arrows fell among the corpses, but only slightly blocked their speed.
Under such a rain of arrows, the flesh and blood of mortals would have been blurred without shield protection, but living corpses are different, and the damage caused by archery to them is probably just scratching the itch.
The people on Nanxia's side can already think of the sneer on the corner of the mouth of the Beixia wizard when he saw this scene.
But... Who said that the purpose of these rounds of salvos is to stab the corpse
The deputy general of the Jinguancheng garrison said to Xie Zishe, "Sir, the kerosene ammunition has been used up."
Xie Zishe looked at the sea of corpses below with a smile on his lips, and said, "Light it up."
The lieutenant said loudly, "Change the artillery!"
But seeing the sound of the machine, the city head has been erected, and the heated fire tube mouth spurted hot air, a few bangs, and a scorching fire ball was sprayed down!
The archers also changed their arrows, and the arrows tied the flaming torches and shot down the city.
The fireball fell to the ground and exploded immediately!
On the battlefield, smoke filled the air, and the monstrous fire spread quickly!
—In the first few rounds of salvo, the arrows were tied with kerosene bags. After the arrows hit the living corpse, the kerosene bag ruptured, and the kerosene was spilled on the living corpses. After several rounds of shooting, there were already many living corpses. He was dripping with kerosene. At this time, the fire was ignited with cannons and torches, and the fire started immediately, and it was out of control.
Xie Zishe said: "His Royal Highness is both proficient in the art of war and familiar with the magic of immortality, so there is such a method. When I first saw this method, I thought that the conditions of this method were harsh, and it could only be used in isolated cities. Although it is very wonderful, But it couldn't be implemented... I didn't expect it, it really worked for a day."
She did not take credit, but said that this was an assignment that Ling Fengxiao had done in the Art of War class a few years ago.
Lin Shu thought, Ling Fengxiao is of course reliable, his method is reliable, and the person he chooses is also very suitable.
If it weren't for Xie Zishe, but replaced by another old minister, I am afraid that he would just stick to it blindly and would not use such a strategy.
But seeing the ten li below the city, it burned into a sea of blood-red flames.
The kerosene was not ordinary kerosene, but was added to the Immortal Dao Pill Recipe, which was a hundred times more violent than ordinary fire!
And the evil things like living corpses are most afraid of fire!
They were no longer able to move forward, but rolled and wailed in the fire. Once they start rolling, they will inevitably collide with their companions. Therefore, those living corpses that are not stained with kerosene and barely survive in the sea of fire are also affected by their companions, get caught on fire, and start rolling with them. Howling, no one escaped.
The screams of the living corpses were deafening.
Shang Lingjian waved down a small barrier, blocking the harsh sound.
The flame continued to burn, making a hunting sound in the wind. The flame was bright red, like ten thousand red lotuses blooming on the earth, and there was no time for decay.
On the side, several girls from Phoenix Villa treated each other's wounds, and talked while meditating to restore their cultivation.
"The village owner said that we will gain something for defending the city this time. Do you feel it?"
"Sure enough, we have learned from each other and practiced martial arts in the past, but it seems like we are talking about soldiers on paper. Just now, I have finally understood the deep meaning of many moves!"
"Not only that," Ling Baochen said, "Have you found that every time you are exhausted, you can recover a little by running your mind? And at the juncture of life and death, our Phoenix Villa's swordsmanship seems to be stronger than usual."
Ling Baoqing, the oldest in the grade, said: "The Phoenix Heart Dharma has the meaning of Nirvana. It will be strong when it is strong, and it will only be manifested at this time."
The girls nodded and said yes, stopped talking, and concentrated on their understanding.
The rest of the people, especially those disciples who have not left the academy and have never really fought anyone, also sat in meditation and gained something.
The sea of fire is still burning, the footsteps of the living corpse no longer move forward, and the atmosphere above the city is temporarily relaxed.
Xie Zishe let out a sigh of relief.
She asked Shangling Jian: "We... blocked it."
Shang Lingjian shook his head: "No."
Xie Zishe: "Why?"
Shangling Jane said: "Defending the city to the death begins with the fire extinguishing."
Xie Zishe said, "When the fire goes out, the living corpses should die."
Shangling Jane said: "Sir Xie doesn't know anything, there is a technique called 'fire refining' in Beixia's corpse refining technique. A corpse is originally afraid of fire, and if the fire burns for an hour, it will completely die, but out of about ten ordinary living corpses, one will be tempered by the fire, but he has a unique talent and is not dead."
Xie Zishe said: "So, there are many living corpses in the city, and there will be many undead?"
"Exactly," Shang Lingjian looked at the sea of fire under the city, "the fire burns, after the 'fire refining', ordinary living corpses die, and the physique of the survivors has changed. Beixia is called 'fire refining corpses'. Ordinary living corpses are no more than It is an ordinary monster, which can be overcome by force, but refining a corpse by fire is equivalent to a person who cultivates a golden core."
Xie Zishe frowned, "Ten thousand."
There are about 100,000 living corpses that are still alive, so after the fire refining, about 10,000 "fire refining corpses" will be born!
Ten thousand fire to refine a corpse is a person who has cultivated ten thousand golden pills.
This fire has pros and cons.
100,000 was reduced to 10,000, and the pressure of defending the city dropped sharply, but the strength of this 10,000-fire corpse refining was greatly enhanced, and it was a new danger.
Xie Zishe said, "For today's plan..."
Shangling Jian said: "Fighting hard, delaying time."
Xie Zishe nodded.
The surgery academy distributed healing pills to the people of Xiandao so that they could recover as soon as possible.
Lin Shu looked at the sea of fire and estimated how long the fire would burn when two people suddenly fell down beside him.
Ling Su said: "Pavilion Master!"
Qinglu tentatively stuck out a head behind Lingsu: "Master."
Lin Shu: "Why are you here?"
Lingsu said: "After the pavilion owner went to Jinguan City from Longting, I will go back to the sword pavilion, but Qinglu misses the pavilion owner very much and wants to follow the pavilion owner. Elder He agreed, and I will bring him here."
Qing Lu's appearance was very aggrieved, as if he was afraid of being punished.
Lingsu looked around: "Pavilion Master, this is..."
Lin Shu said: "War chaos."
Ling Su said: "The pavilion master will take action?"
"Yeah." Lin Shu said.
After thinking about it, Lingsu belongs to Jiange, a person born in the world, and should not be involved, he said: "Go back."
Ling Su said: "I am the pavilion master sword attendant, and I should follow the pavilion master around."
Qinglu said: "I am a disciple of the master..."
Lin Shu thought, well.
Lingsu’s cultivation base is high enough to protect himself, while Qinglu’s cultivation base is shallow, but as long as Jinguancheng is defended, he will be fine.
He said, "Protect yourself."
Lingsu said "yes", then stopped talking and stood by Lin Shu's side.
Yue Ruoyun said to Yue Ruohe, "What a majestic fairy sister."
A while ago, everyone's eyes on Lin Shu were a little different.
It is one thing to know that he is the pavilion master of the Jiange Pavilion, but it is another thing to actually see it.
Lingsu, such a high-strength, out-of-this-world fairy, respectfully called him "the pavilion master", and even said that he was only his maid, which shows that the sword pavilion pavilion's status is high.
Time gradually passed.
The fire is getting smaller.
The sound of the wailing of the living corpses in the fire gradually diminished.
However, the texture of the sound seems to have changed.
The fire is out.
The land outside the city was scorched black.
And on the pitch-black land lay countless dry corpses scorched by fire.
Most of them stopped moving, however, some of the corpses trembled and climbed up from the corpses of their companions!
Their colors have changed, and their heads, bodies, limbs, and faces have all turned into brass-like dark gold. At first glance, they look like golden Arhats in a temple. The distorted posture is extremely terrifying.
The first fire corpse stood up staggeringly.
Many fire corpses stood up staggeringly.
Shangling Jian suddenly said: "No!"
Lin Shu also felt something was wrong.
Where is the breath of these fire-refined corpses, where is the realm of Jindan
It has clearly reached the stage of the early Nascent Soul!
Ten thousand golden pills, although difficult, can be dealt with!
Ten thousand... Yuan Ying
Xie Zishe seemed to have a premonition of something, and his face paled: "Is the news just now wrong?"
Shang Lingjian took a deep breath: "I'm afraid... they are all in the Nascent Soul realm."
Xie Zishe lost his voice: "What?"
Even people from Confucianism and Taoism who have spent seven years in the school know the classification of cultivators.
Ten thousand Nascent Soul corpses.
You must know... There are only a thousand immortals in the Nascent Soul stage at the top of the city at this moment! Moreover, they were all seriously injured in the battle just now!
Shangling Jane said: "Beixia blood poison, compared to what I know, there are changes..."
Xie Zishe said, "This... how can we win?"
Everyone looked at the group of corpses under the city, and their faces were full of panic.
The first fire-refined corpse jumped up from the ground and rushed towards the city wall!
The bricks of the city wall were smashed into pieces by it!
It started to climb up quickly.
Where had Qinglu ever seen such a scene, he immediately persuaded, "ah", and hid behind Lingsu.
The cat screamed even more, and slammed into Tulongwei's arms. The strength was so great that the innocent Tulongwei stumbled a few steps back.
Lin Shu: "…"
Hold the two of you together and tremble.
He drew out his sword, and in a "sometimes drifting" style, he swung out the sword energy in the air, and chopped the corpse down.
Shangling Jane said: "I and the owner of Phoenix Village are on both sides."
Lin Shu nodded.
Originally, their cultivation base for transcending the calamity was left to the Northern Xia sorcerer.
Since Bei Xia is attacking, why not send a few wizards who have cultivated to overcome the calamity
But now, it is used to deal with these 10,000 fire-refined corpses. After the cultivation base is exhausted, what should I do with the North Xia Tribulation Wizard
A robbery wizard is equivalent to a corpse army. At that time, there was no one in Nanxia. How to deal with it
The mountains are poor and the water is absolutely, nothing more than that.
Lin Shuwang looked at Shangling Jane.
Shang Lingjian nodded to him, his eyes solemn.
Lin Shu knew that he was also prepared for the worst.
Prepare for the worst... The city will be destroyed, and the people will die.
Or the tens of thousands of people in Jinguan City have all turned into living corpses and ghosts.
He calmed down, crossed his sword, and planned to start using "Sauvignon Blanc".
After the "Sauvignon Blanc" mentality started to operate, all the sounds in the heaven and the earth were gone, and all sounds were silent.
In this empty silence, he suddenly heard the ground in the west, trembling slightly.
He looks west!
At this time, the sky was already dusk, and a bloody setting sun hung in the sky, half engulfed by the horizon.
A line of black tide is coming here from the horizon!
A new corpse army? Lin Shu thought.
Xie Zishe, who was beside him, also noticed it, looking there, his face became even paler.
And the North Xia wizard also discovered this, and the movements of the fire corpses stopped.
No, it's not.
Lin Shu opened his eyes slightly.
He saw that under the huge blood-colored setting sun, a man in red was flying, riding a white horse!
Ling, Feng, Xiao.
In his heart, he thought word by word.
Zhaoye is a rare horse in the world, and it will be close in no time.
They also saw clearly what was behind Ling Fengxiao!
is an army.
A black army.
The cavalry was dressed in black heavy armor, the complexion was ashen, and the body was entangled with black energy, not like a living person!
And the war horses are all tall and terrifying, with dark fur and blood-red eyes, like monsters!
The one at the head, riding on the tallest war horse with a burly stature, said solemnly to the city wall: "Meng Jian! Stay safe!"
Shangling Jane said, "General Dugu... long time no see."
Solitary General.
General Dugu in the city of Minzhou
At the time of the rebellion in Minzhou, Shangling Jian went to pacify the rebellion, and at the same time, the northern city of Changyang was in emergency. In order to quickly rush to help Mr. Meng, Shang Lingjian used a forbidden technique to kill the entire city of Minzhou.
-Fujian turned into a ghost town, and all the people who died in vain back then became Asura ghosts, and they couldn't be saved.
And Ling Fengxiao, actually asked them to help.
Lin Shu thought that the ghost town and himself also had some connections.
He came into this world from a ghost town.
When he met Ling Fengxiao, he was also in a ghost town.
But seeing the neighing of the fierce horses, tens of thousands of black cavalrymen rushed down from the heights and rushed towards the group of fiery corpses!
One is a ghost, and the other is a corpse.
Lin Shu looked at Ling Fengxiao from a distance.
Seeing that under the setting sun, Ling Fengxiao reined in his horse and stopped, and looked up at him among the thousands of troops.
Eyes met, speechless for a moment.
In Ling Fengxiao's eyes, there seems to be a bloody setting sun.
In Lin Shu's consciousness, Ling Fengxiao will never, never bow his head, nor lose.
No matter what kind of critical situation, what kind of dangerous situation, even if it was just as desperate as before, it can be reversed by this person alone.
But at this moment, looking at Ling Fengxiao, looking at his eyes, Lin Shu suddenly felt that such an indestructible, invincible, proud and beautiful person, when looking at himself, is easy to break and easy to break. hurt.
It has nothing to do with country, victory or defeat, success or failure.
Ling Fengxiao asked him with his eyes.
- Would you like to see me