Chapter 33 Meat Grinder

The person who spoke earlier was Li Jing, the general of Chentang Pass.

Li Jing laughed when he heard this, and looked at Su Hu again: "So it's a brave general under Lord Su's command. I think this person is the apple of Lord Su's eye. It's better to meet in person than to hear about her. When I saw her today, she looked like a fairy descending to the mortal world, a true beauty."

Su Daji bent down and saluted gracefully: "Thank you for your compliment, General."

"Li Jing, you are so strong when Yin Sanniang is not around. If your frivolous words just now are reported back to Chentang Pass, I'm afraid you will be locked out again and can't go into the house to sleep."

Wen Zhong looked at Li Jing with a smile and teased him.

Li Jing's face turned pale and he waved his hands repeatedly: "It's just praising the younger generation and the elders' care, how can it be called frivolous."

Many princes laughed out loud upon hearing this, and the platform was filled with a happy atmosphere.

Li Jing held his forehead with his hand and smiled awkwardly. He suddenly remembered something: "Does Lord Su know where my junior brother is? I came here to chat with him, but I didn't expect that we have never met before."

Li Jing was asking about Zheng Lun. Zheng Lun and Li Jing were both disciples of the immortal Du'e Zhenren from West Kunlun.

"Zheng Lun is responsible for escorting our army's food and fodder. They will arrive tomorrow."

Everyone was chatting back and forth, feeling quite relaxed.

It is incompatible with the bloody fighting on the battlefield ahead.

Boiling oil kept splashing down from the city walls, mixed with a slight stench.

This is the golden juice prepared by the barbarians to deal with siege tactics. It is made by collecting sewage from the city and boiling it.

When the time comes, once it is poured, anyone who is drenched will be seriously injured if not killed, and eventually the wound will fester and they will die.

At this moment, the criminal soldiers who had been hiding under the city wall were in trouble. They saw pots of boiling slop water with a strong stench being poured down, and there were constant wails from under the city wall.

The barbarians did not hold their ground in the city.

After the manure water was poured, the gate of Baishi City suddenly opened, and countless barbarians and demons rushed out and killed the criminal soldiers hiding under the city wall.

Unlike the previous time when the princes were marching, the barbarians coming out at this moment were all young and strong, with naked upper bodies and strange tattoo totems. Through the magic eye, one could see a hazy glow on the tattoos, like some kind of spiritual practice.

"Brother, are you willing to form a formation with us and climb the city wall together? I will take care of you when the time comes."

A team of more than a dozen practitioners extended an invitation to Yang Jian.

Yang Jian’s display of supernatural power just now was still fresh in their memory.

If Yang Jian joined, they were confident that they could stand firm on the city wall, and it would not be impossible for them to even break through the city wall.

Yang Jian waved his hand to decline, and looked towards Bai Shi City with a stern expression.

Through the magic eye, one can see a strong spiritual light above the city wall, and big monsters are hiding under the city wall, waiting for them to attack.

"Boom"

The powerful sound of drums rang out.

In the distant military formation, the flags on the command platform changed, and the armies of the princes began to move.

The shouts of killing shook the sky.

Yang Jian saw a carriage standing out from the Jizhou army and rushing towards him.

When they got closer, they realized that the person driving the car was Su Daji's maid Mei Niang.

"Yang Jian, the lady asked me to bring you weapons."

The fighting lasted from day to night.

Different from Yuan Futong's original plan of secretly obeying the plan, even though he had previously consulted these princes one by one, these princes did not dare to shirk their efforts at this time.

Don’t you see that the heads of Marquis Hei and Marquis Ji are still hanging on the platform?

Yuan Futong's eyes were gloomy.

What a good example of killing the chicken to scare the monkey!
But Bai Shi City is not so easy to conquer.

It depends on what you Wen Zhong are capable of.

Bai Shi Castle is said to be a city, but in fact it is just a wall built between two towering cliffs.

Therefore, the only option for the coalition forces to attack this time is to take it head-on.

There were corpses everywhere in front of Baishi City.

The blood energy rising into the sky dyed the sky red.

The bright moon in the sky was dyed with a layer of red, and when you looked up, you saw scarlet all around.

[Spirit +0.1]

Yang Jian pulled the bronze halberd out of the tiger monster in front of him, and more monsters rushed up.

He didn't know how many he had killed, he only knew that he was about to complete the sixth level of the Eight-Nine Profound Art.

Even though there was a sacred artifact from the Shang Dynasty in the center of the battlefield competing with him for essence and spirit, he still managed to gather enough essence and spirit through repeated fights.

Killing from day to night, the Eight-Nine Profound Art seemed to be born for killing, making him feel no fatigue and full of endless strength.

With his tireless killing, the injuries in his body caused by the sword energy have been healed.

At this moment, he seemed like a cold killing machine.

He has become numb.

The feeling of the halberd in my hand piercing my flesh was like piercing a piece of paper.

With a flick of his hand, the enemy in front of him turned into flying blood flowers.

The combined strength of ten dragons and ten elephants with golden muscles and jade bones brings a force of two hundred thousand pounds, which is so terrifying.

The defense provided by his golden skin and jade bones made him fearless of stray arrows on the battlefield.

"That's it, that's it, Yang Jian, you were born for the battlefield, kill! Kill them all." The devil eye between his eyebrows let out a happy roar.

Yang Jian's position at this time was out of touch with the coalition forces of the princes, and he had already reached the bottom of the city wall.

Monsters rushed towards us from all directions as if they knew no fear.

However, they suffered broken bones and tendons at the hands of Yang Jian, and those with weaker strength turned into blood mist.

The barbarians had naturally discovered this abnormality long ago.

"Wu, this is not a solution. This terrifying man seems tireless."

The Wu sitting in the first seat looked middle-aged, thin and haggard. He looked at the battlefield where Yang Jian was, with a hint of shock in his eyes.

He looked at the anxious warrior leader in front of him and said, "Man, don't worry. There are plenty of demons to kill. Let him kill them."

"But~But~"

The warrior leader named Mang was somewhat unwilling and wanted to say something, but he saw his witch looking at him coldly, with unquestionable majesty hidden in his eyes.

"Mang, you want to teach me how to do things?"

Perhaps the witch felt that his tone was a bit harsh, so he softened his tone and said soothingly: "Go and appease the 100,000 warriors of my tribe. The rest of the matter depends on them."

After sending away the people around him.

He seemed to be talking to himself in the air, "I have done what Su Daji asked me to do. What's next? How can I send these 100,000 elite soldiers of my clan to Chaoge? We can't expect us to defeat the coalition forces. Wen Zhong on the opposite side has the strength of an immortal. Even if I try to stop Wen Zhong, he has many powerful generals under his command. I can't rely on these little demons to stop their full-scale attack."

"Wu, don't worry. The young lady has her own plans."

A graceful woman suddenly appeared from behind his seat.

Looking at her face, it was Mei Niang, Su Daji's maid.

Mei Niang threw out a bright red blood bead: "This is given to you by the young lady. With this thing, you can summon more demons to help you defend this broken city."

The witch took the bead and looked at the gorgeous blood inside. There was a hint of intoxication in his eyes. He asked, "How long are we going to let that man kill? I see that he seems to be practicing the Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills practiced by the ancient witches. Although this skill progresses slowly, its combat power is extraordinary. If he keeps killing like this, even if your lady gives me more blood and essence to seduce the demons, it will not be enough."

"Soon, the young lady just wants to confirm her guess."

"Guess? It's just a guess. Over a hundred of our barbarians have died at the hands of this man. Moreover, after this battle, only one out of a million barbarians will survive. Su Daji better keep her word, otherwise~"

Wu's voice suddenly became stern, and an invisible pressure enveloped him.

Mei Niang's face turned pale, and she felt as if an invisible hand was strangling her throat, making it difficult for her to breathe.

"Meow~"

A cat meowed.

A hint of fear rose in the Witch King's expression, and he restrained his pressure.

Mei Niang just felt that she could breathe more smoothly.

Just below the city wall.

Yang Jian jumped suddenly, leaped high into the air, and jumped directly from the bottom of the city to the top of the city wall.

The achievement of being the first to reach the summit has been achieved.

There was chaos in an instant, like a tiger among a flock of sheep.

The barbarians and the demons were in chaos. The barbarians struggled to get away from this killer, while the demons rushed up without knowing whether to live or die.

"Om~"

Yang Jian swung the halberd in his hand, and the end of the halberd made a loud bang, and then it was like cutting into tofu. In an instant, blood rained all over the sky, and broken limbs flew everywhere.

The demon eye between the eyebrows continuously absorbed spirit essences, and obtained seventy-two spirit essences from Deng Zhong. Adding today's endless fighting, it has gathered the two hundred and eighty-eight spirit essences needed for advancement to the sixth level.

The feeling of swelling spread from every part of the body, and it seemed as if there was a fire burning inside the body.

He just came to his senses and looked back. Even though he had cleared a gap in the city wall, the army behind him was still some distance away from the city wall and was still advancing with difficulty.

A strange feeling lingered in Yang Jian's heart.

For some reason, all the demons standing in his way were weak, while the powerful demons went to stop the coalition forces of the princes.

It was as if these demons came over just to be killed by him.

Mei Niang was worried that being seen by Yang Jian would disrupt the young lady's plan, so she hid aside where Yang Jian couldn't see her and said to the Witch King beside her: "Kill that man."

The Witch King nodded and waved his hand.

A giant ape stood up behind him, let out a roar, and raised a huge rock with both hands and smashed it towards Yang Jian.

Yang Jian was caught off guard and had only time to use his weapon to block the boulder.

The whole person was smashed down directly, the force of the boulder was extremely heavy.

After being hit so hard suddenly, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, which sprayed onto the huge rock in front of him.

The injuries in his body were quickly repaired by the frantic operation of the Eight-Nine Profound Art.

The gushing blood ignited a black-red flame on the boulder.

The sixth magical power is about to be born.

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