The first cause of all realms

Chapter 663 Longyin stops the mountain pass!
woo~
The high-pitched and sharp sound of the horn, accompanied by the roar of the mountains and the tsunami-like shouts of killing, rose from the snow field and echoed inside and outside the Shanshan Pass.

The densely packed Sirius soldiers rushed forward one after another, and were shot to death by overwhelming arrows. Occasionally, when they approached the city gate, they were smashed down by huge boulders.

On the city wall, the bowstrings trembled like thunderbolts, and the arrows fell like rain. Countless soldiers were pouring gold juice, boulders...

Arrows, falling rocks, screams, roars...

The collision of blood and fire, the fighting of knives and swords, once again ignited this grand pass that had already been covered and soaked with flesh and blood.

The cruelty of war was once again displayed nakedly in front of everyone.

On the city wall, the warriors from the rivers and lakes who came in response to the summoning order all had their faces sinking like water. Even though they had seen this scene more than once in the past year or so, they still couldn't calm down in their hearts.

"Asura Field, this is the Asura Field..."

Lu Qingting held the long sword tightly, and his spirit was tense.

Among all the warriors in the rivers and lakes, he was the last one to come.

After delivering the letter to Lin Longdao and returning, he learned that all the brothers and sisters were coming to the border. He came in a hurry, participated in the battle only once or twice, and it was the first time he saw such a cruel scene, and his mind was shocked for a while.

He saw that there were white-haired old soldiers roaring and rushing to kill, there were also thin-clothed young men who were coerced and rushed to kill, and some warriors opened their arms and were shot and killed by hidden arrows.

This was the cruelest battlefield of flesh and blood. Being in it, he felt his heart beating faster, his blood boiling, and he couldn't help wanting to fight.

boom!
The dense crowd slapped on the tall city gate like a wave, blood and mud splashed, cruel and bloody.

"kill!"

The banner embroidered with Sirius fluttered wildly, and underneath, the Shabi looked cold and waved the catapult that had been poised for a long time,

Huge boulders had already been thrown towards the city, and among the crowd rushing under the city wall against the rain of arrows, powerful warriors also jumped out one by one.

Holding a knife and saber, he moved around and rushed towards the city gate which was tens of feet high.

These are all warriors of the Skywolf Clan, many of whom have exchanged blood, and even some masters hide among them.

They are nimble and fierce, and neither the rolling arrows nor falling rocks can hurt them.

One of the master-level masters shattered his fists and leaped up from the fish. Taking advantage of the gap between the firing of the divine arm crossbow, he climbed up the city wall first. With a burst of force, dozens of soldiers burst into bloody mud.

"Dare!"

All the warriors who had been waiting for a long time also burst into roars:

"Kill these bastards!"

boom!
War broke out.

There was an explosion like thunder and the sound of swords and soldiers colliding. Lu Qingting and others all participated in the battle. The collision of blood and energy was as powerful as a thousand troops.

The stumps and arms took off, blood and flesh splattered, and not long after, the city walls were stained red.

This charge seemed to be more ferocious than before. Waves of alien masters rushed up like a tide, their eyes were red with blood, and they seemed to be crazy.

"The sorcery of pity?!"

Lu Qingting's eyelids trembled, these people's aura was very strange, they were more deadly than dead soldiers, and in a short time, they drove all the martial artists back.

"Humph!"

Seeing that this group of murderous men should charge forward against the god-armed crossbow, Junzi Feng's complexion at the city tower darkened, his sleeves shook, and a large number of paper figurines flew out like snowflakes.

"disease!"

Accompanied by a light reprimand, a large piece of paper figurines grew against the wind, and in an instant they had grown to a height of seven feet, and they rushed away one by one with their swords in their hands.

Taoism, paper magic spell.

"Your Taoism is becoming more and more subtle."

He casually smashed the falling boulders, Wu Jie's eyes narrowed, and he saw those paper figurines killed in ten steps, setting off a big wave of blood.

In the end, they jumped to the bottom of the city one after another, and with a loud noise, a large wave of blood exploded.

Taoism is far superior to martial arts. However, it has many restrictions. Not only does it have the prelude preparation of "raising the altar", but it will also be restrained by the blood of the warrior.

Of course, the vast majority of martial artists in this world are far from enough to dissipate Taoism.

But it is different on the battlefield, the blood of tens of millions of people is boiling, enough to move any master of Taoism.

What's more, except for some strange Taoism, most of the Taoism is extremely difficult to perform on the battlefield.

"I have stayed in this military pass for more than [-] years, and I have already adapted to it. However, the power is still attenuated, and the duration is also quite short."

Feng Junzi's face is serious:
"Even used the sorcery taught by Liansheng, I'm afraid I won't be able to retreat easily this time, and I'm afraid that some important figures from the Golden Tent Royal Court will come outside the city."

"Big man?"

He casually took a flow arrow, threw it out of the city, and drew out a long line of blood. Fifth Jie raised his brows and looked at the Sirius hunting flag:

"Is that considered a big man?"

"not him."

Seeing that the fighting on the battlefield became more and more intense, with dozens of charge and kills, there was still a steady stream of pushes from masters, Feng Junzi's eyes flickered:

"Fifth Junior Brother, later, I will use the 'Appearance Curse' to force that person to show up and point out the direction for General Fang.
Perhaps, the person you are looking for may be in this battlefield..."

boom!
Before he could finish his words, there was a roar outside the city, and his blood rushed to the sky like a wolf's smoke, and a big man with a bare upper body and as rough as a mountain charged forward with a mace.

"That sand maniac!"

There was a commotion on the top of the city, Lu Qingting's sword light slashed, beheaded dozens of masters, and when he turned around suddenly, he saw the big man.

boom!
As soon as the big man moved, another thunderclap resounded from another place, and a man rode his horse and roared like thunder:
"Fang Zhenghao, pay back my brother's life!"

boom!
The two great masters who had opened the porch opened their auras fully, striding forward and urging their horses. They had keen senses, moved around on this battlefield, avoided the crossbow with the arm of the gods, and charged forward against the rain of arrows.

For a moment, the expressions of everyone on the city wall changed.

"Tantai Zhengfa!"

After the deep voice, the city gate opened suddenly. Fang Zhenghao urged his horse to raise his gun, and the three thousand fine riders behind him moved like thunder.

In an instant, I saw blood and flesh splattering outside the city!
Three thousand mysterious armors pierced through the crowd, like a fast boat piercing through the river, and large pieces of broken arms, corpses, and flesh and blood were thrown to the sides like waves.

In an instant, hundreds of feet passed, killing thousands of people!
"If you dare to come here, don't blame the old man for sending your brothers to reunite!"

The three thousand Xuanjias moved like one person, and under the combination of breath, Fang Zhenghao was like the scorching sun, and his spear was raised like a dragon, setting off waves of blood one after another.

He met the two great masters who were killed in a rage.

And the three thousand elite riders behind him also roared and fought, and after that, the army in the city filed out, and a more violent fight broke out.

boom!
It was as if the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking. At the point where the three met, air waves spread layer by layer, and the sound spread like thunder.

Sha Kuang and Tantai Zhengfa are both master-level masters who have opened the entrance, and they have been accumulating momentum for a long time, but now they are angry, and the momentum is terrifying.

In contrast, Fang Zhenghao has a hundred wounds in his body, has fought many bloody battles, and is no longer in his peak state.

But after a collision, the two flew out together, killing unknown number of people, Tantai Zhengfa was fine, but Shakuang spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"kill!"

It was a futile effort and suffered a loss, but the two of them didn't have any intention of retreating, shouted like thunder, rubbed their bodies and went on again.

With the appearance of the two, the masters in the battlefield gathered one after another, killing Fang Zhenghao and the three thousand elite cavalry under his command.

More than a year, more than a dozen siege battles, over ten thousand Baizhou Jingqi, now only three thousand are left, and everyone is injured.

However, the elite cavalry who can survive to this time are all the elite among the elite.

Their martial arts might not be as good as those of the Heavenly Wolf masters who came together, but they were able to hold back the enemies coming from all directions like a tide.

"Kill all these smart dogs!"

"Break into the customs! My lord promises me not to seal the sword for ten days!"

"Wolf cub, die!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

All of a sudden, flesh and blood collided on the city wall, outside the city pool, on the ground, and on the sky mountain, and arrows pierced through the air. Every moment, tens of hundreds of people died in it, which was extremely tragic.

"careful!"

Lu Qingting moved miraculously, interspersed on the city wall, either saving people or killing people.

After several years of practice, he still couldn't open the entrance, but after getting the essence of the Seven Tribulations swordsmanship taught by his ancestor, his martial arts improved a lot, coupled with his miraculous movements, he guarded most of the city wall alone.

The masters of the Sirius Army had already watched him, and dozens of people surrounded and killed them, but they couldn't even touch his shadow, so they could only watch him wandering around like a ghost, defending the city, and killed them instead.

"As expected of the True Inheritance of Hanging..."

Seeing this scene, Feng Junzi was convinced, retreated into the city tower, walked along a Dharma altar, and recited scriptures.

The fifth Jie stood outside the city tower, and when fighting, [-]% of his energy was devoted to the battlefield outside the pass.

In his mind, the hundreds of thousands of Sirius troops outside the customs are far less threatening than his 'cousin'.

hum~
It didn't take long before an invisible air mechanism swayed from the tower.

The fifth Jie could see clearly that this faint aura was sometimes chaotic and sometimes balanced under the impact of this iron-blooded battlefield.

But soon, with a soft reprimand, it spread at an extremely fast speed.

From the city tower, the city wall to the outside of the city, it didn't take long to spread out for ten miles, but as the area spread, chaos appeared here.

"disease!"

In the city tower, Feng Junzi opened his eyes wide with anger, and spurted blood from the tip of his tongue.

boom!
Like cooking oil in a raging fire, in an instant, the invisible air mechanism, like flames driven by a storm, enveloped the entire battlefield.

Boom!

Outside the city, there was another loud bang, the Sha Kuang sprayed blood wildly, and threw his body like straw for dozens of feet. The thick mace was broken several times, knocking down an unknown number of people.

"Got you!"

The spear swept across, bursting with vigor, and knocked Tantai Zhengfa into the air by more than ten feet. Fang Zhenghao's arrogance was like fire, and his eyes looked like electricity.

Somewhere on the battlefield, under a flag stand, a middle-aged man with a gloomy face and a cold and powerful breath was standing.

"King Zuo Khan of the Golden Tent Court, Nayudu!"

Fang Zhenghao's pupils contracted violently for a moment.

The Golden Tent Royal Court is the royal court jointly held by the eight tribes of Sirius. Among them, the Great Khan is set up, and under it are the Left and Right Khans and the Eight Banner Leaders.

Nayudu, his status is no less than that of the vassal king of Ming Dynasty, and the power in his hands is much more superior, so he can be said to be a real 'big man'.

"Good, good, good!"

After being startled, Fang Zhenghao laughed loudly, and his breath, which was already extremely strong, took another step forward.

Raising guns, urging horses, and killing violently, wherever they pass, no matter people or horses, they are all knocked over and smashed by the real gang.

Very ferocious.

"It's a pity that such a fierce general can't be used by me..."

On the flag stage, Nayudu's eyes showed admiration, but in an instant, it turned into a murderous intent:
"Everyone, follow me to kill this beast!"

With a long howl, those who responded were like clouds.

boom!
Only four loud bangs were heard, and under the flag stand, the four big men in armor and holding swords had all risen violently, and killed them like shooting stars!
"not good!"

Seeing this scene, not to mention all the warriors in the world, even the gentlemen in the city tower, their expressions changed drastically.

He expected that a big shot came from outside the city, but he didn't expect that it turned out to be the No. [-] person in front of Wang Tingming of the Golden Tent!
"scold!"

After being startled, he felt ruthless in his heart, gritted his teeth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

call!
There seemed to be a sudden strong wind, blowing thousands of flags, and even blowing pieces of paper floating like snow. These talisman papers were floating and entangled with each other.

At the same time as it collided and exploded outside the pass, it actually formed a giant with a height of Zhang Xu, which seemed to have five sense organs, like a living person.

"Ninth Grade 'Paper God Curse'!"

At this moment, not only was there an uproar outside the city, but Nayudu on the flag stage couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Taoism is the same as different arts, the ninth rank is superior, and it is comparable to the tenth rank magic!

boom!
Stamping the ground with both feet, the paper figurine went berserk, glanced at the scarlet eyes, and committed suicide towards the flag platform, forcing two of the four guards to respond to the enemy.

The remaining two people, together with Tantai Zhengfa, charged towards Fang Zhenghao who was coming on horseback, wanting to capture the king.

boom!
boom!
The collision between several people was so fierce that for a moment, the shouts of killing on the battlefield seemed to stop for a moment.

"Damn, damn it!"

In the ruins of flesh and blood everywhere, the sand maniac was bleeding from all seven orifices, and was seriously injured by the shock, but his physique was so tyrannical, that he stood up forcefully and wanted to join the battle before long.

Suddenly, his body trembled, and an inconceivable look flashed in his eyes. He lowered his head stiffly, but saw blood gushing from his chest.

A palm pierced through my heart and crushed my internal organs...

"Fifth, fifth..."

He wanted to go mad with anger, but suddenly let out a scream, and his huge body turned into a big cloud of smoke under the eyes of everyone.

It's gone, in the pill in Fifth Baimei's hand.

"Great soldier situation, tenth-grade Overlord Spear, if such a character does not die, maybe the Martial Saint is expected..."

He smiled slightly, crushed the pill, watched the misty red smoke slowly dissipate, and heard a voice echoing in his ears.

"brute!"

After the deep voice, there was an extremely bright sword light and an extremely cold killing intent:
"Die!"

hum~
This sword is like a frightening bird, like a thunderbolt, without any fancy changes, only the ultimate killing intent, and unparalleled speed.

But Fifth Baimei knows that after this sword, there are 81 other changes. With this sword, his cousin, who is not weak enough to be crowned, has already become famous in Wanlongdao.

laugh!
The sword falls and pierces the chest.

"Um?!"

Do not dodge or dodge?

The moment the thought flashed, Fifth Jie's complexion changed, his figure turned around, and the sword light was like a waterfall like a dragon across tens of feet, strangling all the nearby Sirius soldiers to death.

However, under such a fierce sword light, there is still no Fifth Baimei, only drifting sawdust, and his sneer:

"Assassinate secretly, this is not the style of the fifth son. Unfortunately, how can you kill me..."

"Replace the puppet..."

The fifth Jie stepped forward, looked around, and saw a black shadow flash across the battlefield, and before he could catch up, there was a roar resounding in his ears.

boom!
One after another figures scattered and flew in all directions.

At the center of the collision, there was a momentary stagnation, followed by an earth-shattering eruption.

Like a volcanic eruption that has accumulated for many years, it is also like a round of scorching sun bursting here, astonishing light and heat spread wildly along with the air waves.

Within a mile, neither humans nor animals can fight, and ten miles away, the strong wind can still blow stumps.

"General!"

Such a shocking collision naturally attracted the attention of almost everyone, but after the light and heat dissipated, the scene in the ruins full of gunpowder and smoke shocked many experts in the Baizhou Army.

"puff!"

Only in the city tower, Junzi Feng coughed up blood, he staggered out, staring bitterly.

Huhu~
After the gunpowder smoke, there was no horse and armor, Fang Zhenghao leaped across with his spear, and killed a great master in the air. Tantai Zhengfa and the other person also coughed up blood and flew upside down, their faces pale.

But at this moment, he was only less than twenty feet away from the flag platform. With his speed, he could reach it in one step, but his footsteps stopped.

"Three, four... In less than two years, you have killed me, the six great masters of Sirius. You are worthy of being the three masters of Longyuan. You, you died unjustly..."

On the flag stand, Nayudu was condescending, he admired a little, but there was an unspeakable joy and ambition in his eyes.

"General!"

"Come on! Save the general and kill these wolf cubs!"

"General!"

After a short period of silence, the battlefield was boiling, and the masters of the Baizhou Army rushed wildly, but how could they rush over, so they had to watch Nayuta walk down the flag stand.

"Poisoning? Curse? Or..."

At this moment, Fang Zhenghao's voice became hoarse and deep, and an elusive breath spread from the inside out to his whole body.

Under the skin, the muscles, bones, internal organs, blood, and even the spinal cord are all burned out like candles under a raging fire.

All that was left was the severe to indescribable pain.

"plague."

Under the protection of two armored men, Nayudu approached slowly, looking at the exhausted Fang Zhenghao, he seemed to see the most cherished collection.

The three heroes of Longyuan, who have been locked up for decades, are so famous that they are often discussed in the Golden Tent Royal Court.

"Plague, plague... the plague in the pass..."

Fang Zhenghao's eyes became fierce, but in fact, his eyes were already blurred, and all he saw were double images...

A few months ago, a plague broke out in the Shanshan Pass, killing and injuring more than [-] soldiers and civilians. In the Banshan Pass, almost every family has no evidence.

"You, damn it!"

The body trembled, the spear fell to the ground, and thick dirty blood gushed out from the seven orifices and even the pores of the whole body.

"In the land of the Central Plains, heroes come forth in large numbers. Unfortunately, the general trend is with me. Any hero who does not surrender will die. You will not be the first..."

Looking at Fang Zhenghao who was trying to stand up, but fell heavily to the ground, Nayudu bowed slightly, and gave a gift of the Sirius clan:

"Your head will be the king's most cherished wine vessel..."

'Can't stand anymore...'

The deep darkness overwhelmed his mind, and Fang Zhenghao fell heavily to the ground. At the end of a flash of thought, he saw the blue sky.

eagle chirping, and,
A dragon roar!
　I couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning. I got up and wrote a chapter and a half. I will continue tomorrow. Good night everyone!One thing to say, the battlefield is really hard to write...

　
(End of this chapter)