Liaozhai Great Sage

One of the ten marshals under Dongyue's command?

Li Xiuyuan waved his hand and said, "Xing Shan, come here, can your arrow kill that thief on horseback?"

"The distance is a bit far. Although the arrow can reach it, it may not be able to hit it." Xing Shan estimated the distance and said.

"I'll lure him closer. You wait for the opportunity to shoot an arrow. It's best if you can kill him with one arrow. It doesn't matter if you miss it." Li Xiuyuan said.

"Yes." Xing Shan responded, took the big bow behind his back and waited for an opportunity.

Li Xiuyuan thought for a while, then said: "Use this arrow."

He took out an arrow from the ghost king's cloth bag, stretched out his finger, and a strand of blood stained it.

Xing Shan nodded and took the arrow.

Then Li Xiuyuan shouted to the city: "Yang Biao? I haven't heard of it. There are countless gods in the Heavenly Palace. I don't remember some unknown juniors. You are both a marshal and a person with some skills. Why do you want to start a rebellion? Could it be that you are a god yourself?" It's been too long, can't you fall into reincarnation again?"

"Li Xiuyuan, don't try to use your tongue. Today, I am waiting for one thing to send you back to your place. The god also has a god's order. If you are willing to abandon the knife and seal it up, we will not make things difficult for you, and let you be safe and sound." to survive this life." Yang Biao said.

"What are you talking about? I didn't hear clearly, can you speak closer." Li Xiuyuan said: "I'm not you, I have good ears and eyes."

Yang Biao didn't suspect anything else, he rode close and said, "Li Xiuyuan, if you are willing to surrender and admit defeat, today's battle can be avoided."

"Sorry, I still didn't hear clearly." Li Xiuyuan said.

Yang Biao's face darkened; "Don't be shameless, since you don't know the number of days, today I will personally end your life in the world."

"Hey~!"

Before he could finish speaking, a whistling sound came suddenly in the dark night.

An arrow flew quickly from nowhere, with astonishing strength, and went straight to Yang Biao on horseback.

"A stab in the back? Xiao Daoer." Yang Biao was moved when he heard the sound, and stretched out his hand to grab the front.

He firmly grasped a flying arrow in the palm of his hand.

He has been a god for thousands of years, and as the marshal of the gods and generals under the command of Dongyue Shenjun, he has never experienced any fighting.

"Chichi~!"

But then, Yang Biao felt a pain in the palm of his hand, and hastily dropped the arrow in his hand.

A puff of blue smoke emerged from the palm of his hand.

But he saw a small opening in the palm of his hand, and a smear of blood stained it.

"The blood of a saint can dispel ghosts and gods." Yang Biao's face showed anger, feeling that his divine body attached to a mortal body had been damaged.

The evil spirit on the battlefield also poured in continuously along the gap.

One of the biggest disadvantages of ghost possession is that if the physical body is injured, the divine body will lack protection.

Being exposed on the battlefield at this moment is undoubtedly roasting on fire.

"Siege the city and kill Li Xiuyuan." Yang Biao shouted suddenly, with a wave of anger.

He hadn't been injured for many years, but unexpectedly, he was injured by Li Xiuyuan using such a small trick that couldn't get on the stage.

This battle needs to be resolved quickly.

Chapter 436 The Terrifying Celestial Soldiers

Although some people can't understand the conversation between Li Xiuyuan and Yang Biao, what kind of god, saint or something.

But it doesn't matter if you don't understand, because the leader of the rebel army outside the city has already given the order to attack the city, and another fierce battle will break out next.

"Siege~!" Yang Biao's voice echoed on the battlefield.

Li Xiuyuan also ordered at this moment: "Zuo Qianhu, Han Meng is in charge of the city defense. Judging from the posture of the rebels, they intend to attack only this side of the city wall, but other places cannot relax their vigilance, and they still have to send defenders to pay attention. .”

"It's the general, I understand the humble position." Zuo Qianhu clapped his hands in response, he greeted a group of defenders and left along the city wall.

Han Meng and several others led thousands of people to strengthen the defense on the city wall.

"Mr. Li, the heavenly soldiers and generals will definitely use special means when they go down to capture the city, and it's impossible to be like ordinary people." The third sister Hu poked her head out of her arms and said.

"The battlefield is full of evil spirits, and ghosts and gods dare not show up. They need their upper body to enter the battlefield. Is it possible that they can still cast spells? The third sister should go to Qing'e and hide with me." Li Xiuyuan said.

The third sister fox squinted her fox eyes and retracted into Li Xiuyuan's arms: "Isn't the safest place in the world in your arms, Mr. Li?"

The voice is charming and seductive, it is hard to imagine that it came from the mouth of a fox.

Li Xiuyuan was about to speak, but suddenly, an explosion sounded from under the city wall.

"Hu~! Hu~!"

There was a series of whistling sounds, but the black armored soldier holding a spear outside the city ran a few steps, and suddenly the spear in his hand was thrown out, directly piercing into the solid city wall.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

In an instant, at least a few coins and spears were stuck on the city wall.

"How is it possible, how could this rebel army have such terrifying strength." Zuo Qianhu on the city wall was shocked when he saw this.

Some wrestlers, or martial arts masters like him, could throw their long spears and sink into the city wall, but this was something only a few people could do, and all the rebels outside the city could do it.

Seeing this scene, Li Xiuyuan's face was extremely solemn.

Being possessed by the lower realm of the gods, to be able to have such strength, is not inferior to a martial arts master.

"Enter~!" Yang Biao outside the city drew his sword and pointed at Jinling City.

Immediately, the neatly arranged black soldiers rushed towards Jinling City at a speed that exceeded ordinary people's running speed.

"Archers are ready." Zuo Qianhu hurriedly shouted.

"Let go~!"

"Shhhhhhhh..." Arrows fell all over the sky.

I thought I could stop this group of weird black-armored rebels, but who would have thought that when these arrows landed on the rebels, they would make a sound of fine iron crashing, and the arrows fell on their armor as if scratching an itch, without a single attack. An arrow can penetrate the black armor.

The black armor soldier rushing forward braved the arrows and did not take half a step back, nor did he even slow down, and still attacked Jinling City.

Seeing this scene, all the defenders panicked.

Even Zuo Qianhu and Han Meng also looked like they had seen a ghost.