Chapter 800 Rushing to the aid of Shanhe Palace
Looking at the fallen Wind and Thunder Eagle in front of him, Yang Tianyou breathed a sigh of relief, waved his hand, put away Feng Xiao's body, and then led his tribe to clean up the battlefield.
"Uncle Nineteen, it seems like we can no longer hold on over there at Shanhai Palace!" Yang Xuanwu walked over and said softly.
The Yang family has an informant outside the Shanhe Palace, and all the battle conditions there will be reported back to Ziyue Mountain.
"Oh? Has that old fellow, Master Ziji, fallen?" Yang Tianyou silently ran the "White Emperor's Sword Codex", refining the pills he swallowed, and asked with a smile.
"No, but depending on the situation, it is already in danger. If we don't provide support, the mountain gate of Shanhe Palace will be breached!" Yang Xuanwu shook his head and said.
"So unscrupulous? Wasn't this old guy quite crazy before? I thought Shanhe Palace hid so much strength!" Yang Tianyou smiled disdainfully, and after thinking for a while, he said, "You and Ancestor, the second in the Purple Moon Army , the third legion stayed behind at Ziyue Mountain, while my wife and I took the first legion and rushed to the aid of Shanhe Palace.
Master Ziji can die, but Shanhe Palace cannot fall. Otherwise, the Yang family will be the only state-level power in the four border states of the North River Region, which will be a bit embarrassing.
It is better to wait for a while, after the family strength has been accumulated, and then look for opportunities to swallow up Shanhe Palace bit by bit! "
"Nineteenth uncle, my nephew admires me when I see you!" Yang Xuanwu cupped his hands and said with a smile.
"You kid, when will you be able to flatter me!" Yang Tianyou scolded with a smile, patted Yang Xuanwu's shoulder, and left a sentence, "The family has left it to you." Then he turned around and joined Yunhua, driving the white tiger boat and leading Following the first legion of the Ziyue Army, which was filled with evil spirits, they flew towards Lanzhou.
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Thousands of miles of majestic mountains, what should have been a beautiful scene with infinite skylight, turned into a mess because of the arrival of the Kamikaze Tribe.
Above the sky, Master Ziji burned his remaining lifespan, desperately entangled with the powerful mid-stage Saint Manifestation of the Kamikaze Clan.
This kamikaze tribe's name is Feng Ji, and his strength is weaker than Feng Xiao, but he can still suppress Master Ziji who is only in the early stages of becoming a saint, and can't even lift his head.
Within a few moves, Master Ziji was seriously injured and could only rely on his burning lifespan to hold on.
On the other side, the sixth-level war fortress hidden in the Shanhai Palace was also beaten to the point of collapse by a Kamikaze tribe, as if it would collapse at any time.
This war fortress is obviously much worse than the White Tiger Boat. Although they are both low-grade sixth-level warriors, one can display the top level of strength in the early stages of becoming a saint, while the other has barely reached the threshold of becoming a saint. The difference in strength is very large.
On the other side, the 20,000 Shanhe Army had been reduced by more than 6,000. The remaining 14,000 formed a defensive formation and turned into a majestic mountain with a majestic momentum, but they were ravaged by the two gods of the Kamikaze tribe.
Soldiers died from time to time, and the combat effectiveness of the Shanhe Army became lower and lower.
Once this combat power drops to a certain level, this monk army will collapse instantly.
In front of the mountain gate of Shanhe Palace, the defensive barrier is as thick as the earth. Relying on the continuous burning of a large number of high-grade spiritual stones and the full support of hundreds of thousands of disciples of Shanhe Palace, it can barely withstand the manifestations of the Divine Wind Clan and more than 40 transformations. The indiscriminate bombardment by the powerful gods turned out to be the side with the best situation.
Seeing the precarious situation in Shanhe Palace, Master Ziji was extremely anxious and urgently hoped for support from the alliance headquarters to arrive as soon as possible.
However, what he didn't know was that on the way to Shanhe Palace for support, Yang Tianyou had already taken the initiative to send a message to the alliance headquarters, saying that the Yang family had dealt with the invading enemies and would support Shanhe Palace.
After the alliance headquarters verified it through the Armillary Sphere, the support mission to be sent to Shanhe Palace was immediately canceled and replaced with support for another force that urgently requested help.
In this way, the life and death of Shanhe Palace was in the hands of the Yang family, but Master Ziji, who was being beaten by Feng Ji, did not know this.
Time passed little by little, and Yang Tianyou watched the battlefield from a long distance through Zhiming.
He deliberately slowed down the speed of the White Tiger Boat, hoping that Master Ziji could consume as much life source as possible.
As the battle continued, Master Ziji became weaker and weaker. The surface of his skin, which was originally as rosy as a baby, became like a withered old man, covered with wrinkles and seemed to be about to die at any time. However, he relied on an obsession to hold on. down.
"It's time!" Seeing this, Yang Tianyou's eyes widened, he drove the white tiger boat, turned into a stream of stars, and rushed to the mountain gate of Shanhe Palace, ten times faster than before.
"Ok?"
Feng Ji, who was madly ravaging Master Ziji, suddenly felt a powerful aura sweeping across from the east, making him feel a huge sense of threat.
"How come the support from Lu Wujie is so fast?" He murmured, his face looking a little ugly.
Master Ziji, however, looked up to the sky and smiled, feeling extremely excited, "The alliance's support has finally arrived!"












