A battle beyond the level of the throne unfolds in the sky.
Langlu launched an attack at the speed of twenty roars, and his afterimages were everywhere in the star wall. Neither Fang Yun nor all the great scholars could capture the true location of the incarnation.
After Guan Hai transformed, a phantom of a star also appeared, but that star was not a star in the night sky, but a dim sun.
The talent of a semi-saint evolves into the scorching sun.
The incarnation of Guanhai began to move continuously, and at the same time, war poems flew around.
Everyone also discovered that the incarnation of Guanhai had a peculiar power. There seemed to be a huge spherical space within a mile around him, as if it was an independent world. Whenever Langlu approached, the spherical space would inevitably burst out with a powerful force and knock Langlu away.
In the eyes of everyone, the Wolf Slaughter incarnation kept attacking the edge of that strange space. Every attack would inevitably form a strong burst of power, like a small sun radiating dazzling light.
The attacks of the Wolf Slaughter incarnation became more and more fierce and faster, and the light in the star wall became more and more. Soon, hundreds of lights of different colors erupted from the edge of the star space at the same time, and the star wall instantly turned into an incomparably dazzling shining world.
No one could see what was going on inside anymore.
The barbarians launched an unprecedented attack.
Five hundred barbarian kings appeared outside every city wall of Ning'an City!
This is an absolute crushing defeat.
Moreover, each Barbarian King was illuminated by the Lone Star and the Moon, becoming exceptionally powerful.
Niushan and Langyuan were fighting fiercely in the sky. The wolf king Langchi stood still, but all the barbarian kings were dispatched!
Outside the city walls on the east, south and west sides, there are twenty barbarian kings each, and outside the north city wall where Fang Yun is, there are a full fifty-two barbarian kings!
Every great barbarian king has the power to destroy a city.
"go ahead!"
"go ahead!"
The barbarian army shouted loud slogans and began to rush towards Ning'an City in dense formations.
The human archers, machines and the water tribe's magic launched attacks as before, but all attacks were intercepted by the magic of hundreds of barbarian kings in front.
Now, Fang Yun’s command is ineffective because there are too many Barbarian Kings, and the attack from any side of the city wall cannot break through the sky created by the magic of the five hundred Barbarian Kings.
When the Barbarian King approached, Fang Yun's huge ancient dragon sword slashed again.
However, ten great barbarian kings appeared and forced the True Dragon Ancient Sword away.
On top of the Cloud Tower, many great scholars of the human race tried to kill the ten barbarian kings, but all the barbarian kings and demon kings from all directions attacked the Cloud Tower, and the brilliance of the demon arts filled the sky, drowning the great scholars in the Cloud Tower.
The next moment, strange lights were emitted, and poems about literature, family, country and the world, verbal battles, and defensive battles appeared, completely blocking the sorcery of the barbarian kings.
Just as the great human scholar was about to fight back, all the great barbarian kings or great demon kings attacked with all their might.
Long rivers of qi and blood, pieces of qi and blood weapons, and attacks of heaven mixed with attacks of saints once again flooded the Yunlou.
Ordinary Barbarian Kings can only use magic to attack at a distance, but the Great Demon Kings and the Great Barbarian Kings are different.
Faced with the absolute numerical advantage, the human scholars on the Yun Tower could only passively defend.
Fang Yun had to take back the True Dragon Ancient Sword.
The Ancient True Dragon Sword encountered attacks from multiple barbarian kings, and its power was greatly depleted. If the battle continued, it would shatter.
The left prime minister's party, who were still standing on the north city wall, watched the battle calmly, only occasionally using some war poems, but did not really put in any effort.
Liu Shan stood on the top of the city wall, his body tall and straight, as if he was the master of Ning'an City.
"Fang Xusheng, what about what I said before? Now that things have come to this, do you still not admit that you have made a huge mistake?" Liu Shan asked.
Fang Yun glanced at Liu Shan. Back then, Liu Shan was thin and vigorous with an elegant demeanor. But now, he was even thinner, with a darker complexion, and his eyes seemed to be shrouded in a faint black mist, making him look particularly gloomy at night.
Fang Yun said: "Victory and defeat are common in the military, not to mention that the outcome of this battle is not up to you and me."
Liu Shan said: "This battle is indeed beyond our control, but I think this city cannot be defended, so it is better to retreat in advance. However, you insist on doing so, and are about to bury millions of great men of Jing Country! Even if you return to the capital alive, I will definitely report you!"
"Oh? From what Prime Minister Liu said, if we can defend Ning'an, you will resign from your official position and return home?" Fang Yun asked.
Liu Shan's eyes flashed with hesitation, and then he said firmly: "I did not cause any damage to Jing State, nor did I cause a large number of soldiers to die on the battlefield. What crime have I committed?"
"I, the Saint, dare to bear the guilt for the death of millions of soldiers and the destruction of the city. Why don't you dare to bear it?" Fang Yun asked.
"Because I did not cause the deaths of millions of soldiers." Liu Shan said.
"So am I responsible now?" Fang Yun asked.
"It's about to happen!" Liu Shan said.
"If Ning'an City is saved, what will you do?"
"I would like to congratulate the entire army for their unity and for defending Ning'an." Liu Shan said.
"The left prime minister Liu Gong, who once held great power, has now become an ungrateful person who cannot be tamed." There was a hint of regret in Fang Yun's tone.
"Fang Xusheng, you are in a high position and have great power. You must not learn from Zhang Poyue to be good at talking." Liu Shan said.
"If you don't want to fight, get out of Ning'an City. Don't force me to kill you on the city wall in front of thousands of enemies!" Fang Yun's eyes were like stars, reflecting the sky.
"Oh? Fang Xusheng knows he's going to be defeated, so he's taking his anger out on me?" Liu Shan was not afraid at all.
Murderous intent flashed in Fang Yun's eyes.
At this moment, the light in the star wall high in the sky suddenly flickered rapidly.
The battlefield was dim and bright. The monster kings and the great scholars of the human race stopped fighting and looked up at the sky. Only the ordinary monsters continued to charge forward, regardless of anything.
Fang Yun looked up at the star wall. The battle between the Guanhai incarnation and the Langlu incarnation had been less than a quarter of an hour. Logically, there shouldn't be any changes, but now he could vaguely feel that the Guanhai incarnation's breath was rapidly decreasing.
All human and aquatic creatures in Ning'an City were originally shrouded by the power of Guanhai's incarnation, but now this power is rapidly fading.
As one tribe gained strength, the other lost strength, and the power of the barbarians continued to grow.
"Niu Shan, come back!" Fang Yun sent out a message.
Niu Shan immediately flew back to the top of Ning'an City.
When the Barbarian King Wolf Yuan saw this scene, he sneered and did not stop it. He continued to look at the flickering star wall space.
After dozens of breaths, the space on the star wall returned to normal and all the light dissipated.
The Guanhai incarnation and the Langlu incarnation are more than ten miles apart.
The Wolf Slaughter incarnation was covered in wounds that were slowly healing, and its right front paw was holding a beating heart, which it was slowly crushing, and the meat paste slowly fell down.
Opposite the Wolf Slaughter incarnation, the Sea Viewing incarnation lowered his head slightly, his arms hanging naturally, his hat disappeared, and his snow-white hair covered his chest.
Tick, tick, tick…
The clothes of Guanhai's incarnation were torn and he didn't have many wounds on his body, but the blood kept flowing and finally dripped slowly from his feet.
The sound was extremely small, but everyone could hear it clearly.
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