Chapter 987 Zhang Sanfeng’s way of paying respects to the mountain!

"All soldiers, follow me and kill!"

Meng Tian raised his broad sword high, holding the hilt with both hands. In one slash, he directly cut off the four or five soldiers holding square shields in front of him, including their shields.

The Iron Eagle warriors behind him followed Meng Tian's footsteps and directly tore a hole in Yan Jun's formation.

Seeing this from the high platform, the guru quickly said: "Stop the vanguard of Yu's army!"

"Archers, volley!"

A group of heavily armored infantry tried to block the gap, but who could defeat the Iron Eagle warriors led by Meng Tian?

One hundred thousand Qin warriors, one hundred thousand old Qin people!

Being able to stand out from the Seven Kingdoms depends on the fierce and bloody nature of the old Qin people.

"kill!"

As the defense lines collapsed, Gu Ru slowly closed his eyes and said with a sad face: "Dayu is unstoppable!"

Zi Wuji also clenched his fists tightly, as if all his strength had been drained from his body: "Is there no news from Dongyan City yet?"

"Return to the commander, no news yet."

"Prepare...to withdraw our troops!"

"promise!"

…

On top of the city tower, Li Ru was reporting to Ning Fan on the current trends of each legion.

"Lord, the Tang army has entered Dali and can march north at any time."

"General Zilong has also taken over Dongyan City. General Xu's Snow Dragon Cavalry is restraining the Dayan Dragon Cavalry. His subordinates have ordered Zilong to lead his troops to help!"

"The Chinese Legion will arrive at Xuanjian Pass the day after tomorrow at the latest!"

"Um!"

Ning Fan nodded slightly and said in a deep voice: "Send orders to Wu Qi to attack the northeastern region of Da Yan from Shanyang and Muye, granting him the right to act expediently."

"Inform Li Jing, and immediately send troops north to cut off Yan's army's retreat, forming a two-sided attack!"

"Tell Lu Bu that there is going to be blood in the north. Lead Hu Nu's main force to the north of Da Yan, so that the Yan court will feel the pressure!"

"promise!"

…

At dusk, one hundred thousand Yan's troops were killed in Changluo, and the main camp of Yan's army began to retreat again.

Qin Ruishi returned to the city, and the good news was sent to the capital together with the body of Duke Zhen.

"Lord, the Yan army has begun to withdraw slowly."

"It seems that we have to retreat to Linjiang and Quyuan, so that our army can take advantage of the situation and advance westward."

"The Qin Army continues to advance westward, pressing down on Linjiang. The Han Army marches towards Quyuan, and will attack Huangzhou and Changshui with the Huaxia Army!"

"promise!"

Ning Fan returned to the General's Mansion, opened the system, and had a tired look on his face.

"Wenyou!"

"I leave Chang Luo to you."

"My lord, are you going back to court?"

"No!"

Ning Fan shook his head and whispered: "Go to Dali!"

…

Look at the Immortal Sky Tower.

Looking at the fairy mountain.

This is the holy land of the world. No matter whether they are famous sects or casual cultivators, they all come together to pay their respects to the fairy mountain.

"Did you hear that?"

"Wangxian Mountain calls for an anti-Yu alliance and prepares to overthrow Dayu's regime!"

"Yu the Great was unruly and attacked other countries and killed innocent people indiscriminately. Even the Holy Land could no longer stand."

In a tavern in Baixian City at the foot of Wangxian Mountain, many people from all walks of life gathered to discuss the recent developments in Wangxian Mountain.

On a small table in the corner of the tavern, an old man held peanuts and drank a full glass of wine, then frowned slightly.

"Senior, how about our wine?"

"Bland."

After Zhang Sanfeng put down his wine glass, he stood up and walked towards the street.

The voice of the shopkeeper behind me came again: "My wine is the first-class liquor in Baixian City, and you still think it is tasteless."

Zhang Sanfeng walked to the street and looked at the crowds of people passing by, looking slightly surprised.

The scale of this Immortal Worshiping City is no less than that of an ordinary dynasty's county. It is truly extraordinary to be able to build a majestic city on this isolated island.

"Where is the mountain road to Wangxian Mountain?"

Zhang Sanfeng stopped a passerby. Hearing this, the latter looked startled: "There is no road in Wangxian Mountain. Those who are capable can reach the top!"

"Is that so?"

Zhang Sanfeng looked at the towering peaks, frowned slightly, and said softly: "It's too high. I'm old and can't climb anymore."

When the traveler heard this, he immediately showed a sneer: "Senior, don't you know that there are no outsiders in Wangxian Mountain?"

"I have been traveling here in the Immortal City for several months, but I have never been lucky enough to see the face of an immortal. You still want to go to the mountain."

"Um!"

Zhang Sanfeng nodded very seriously: "What you said makes sense, so I won't go up."

The pedestrians shook their heads and smiled again, turned around and were about to leave, but heard Zhang Sanfeng murmur: "Since there is no way up the mountain, let them come down the mountain to see me!"

The pedestrians who were about to leave couldn't help but sneer. Just as they were about to turn around and ridicule, they saw the old man taking out a short sword from his sleeve and slashing lightly towards the top of the mountain.

The pedestrian looked at Zhang Sanfeng hesitantly and towards the mountain. After looking for a long time, there was no movement.

"Haha, I said old man, leave quickly!"

"No one in the world dares to disrespect the immortals. If the ancestors notice, I'm afraid you will turn into a handful of loess at the foot of this mountain."

"oh!"

Zhang Sanfeng nodded and murmured: "The wind is going to blow."

As soon as the words fell, I saw a strong wind sweeping across the sky, instantly rolling up the clouds all over the sky, roaring towards the peak of Wangxian Mountain.

The clouds moved with the strong wind, and they actually took on a vague shape!

"Look, that cloud looks like a sword light!"

"It's strange. When you look at the top of the Immortal Mountain, the wind will blow?"

"It's a strange thing, maybe it's not auspicious!"

While everyone was discussing, Zhang Sanfeng stood calmly on the long street. The end of the long street was Wangxian Mountain, and from here, it was the peak of Wangxian Mountain.

"Cut!"

As a word came out of Zhang Sanfeng's mouth, the sword light transformed from the cloud in the void instantly turned into a sword light that pierced the sky and chopped towards the peak of Wangxian Mountain.

"Boom!"

It seemed that there was a thunder explosion above the void, and a sword light that swallowed the sky was seen in the void. The peak of Wangxian Mountain was as if it was cut, and the whole giant peak slid towards the direction of Baixian City.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

A terrifying breath surged from the peak of Wangxian Mountain, and several figures flew together, with faces full of doubts.

"Who dares to offend my Wangxian Mountain?"

"Bold!"

A long breath of figures stopped on Wangxian Mountain, as if they were holding the law of heaven, and shouted angrily.

Zhang Sanfeng raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "Dayu, Zhang Sanfeng, come to pay respect to the mountain!"

"Dayu, Zhang Sanfeng, come to pay respect to the mountain!"

It was just an extremely calm word, and the tone was even calmer, but it was like a thunderclap exploding between heaven and earth.

One after another, figures flew in the air or on swords, flying towards Baixian City.

Hundreds of figures flying on swords fell into Baixian City like a group of immortals.

At this moment, the pedestrian next to Zhang Sanfeng was stunned, staring at Zhang Sanfeng infatuatedly, respecting him as if he were a god.

"Senior...Senior!"

"You...cut off the top of Wangxian Mountain with one sword?"

"I guess so!"

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