Chapter 230: Fu Zhongjing Falls, Another Victory

At this time, Wei Tianlun, who was in the void, opened his eyes, divine light burst out, and the powerful might shook the Qingxuan Demon Cauldron to rumble.

The sudden burst of might attracted everyone's attention for a while, and the dazzling golden light pierced everyone's eyes.

When his eyes fell on Wei Tianlun, Lu Yun instantly felt that the other party had become stronger.

Of course, this was just a vague feeling.

His eyes swept across the vast western battlefield, the huge warships, and finally fell on the many demon-killing generals led by Dugu Yuan below.

"Zhenyuan Corps, from now on, starting from the western battlefield, gradually eroding the Xuanming Domain."

After the words fell, Wei Tianlun closed his eyes again, and the golden light enveloped his body, sacred and unpredictable.

"Yes."

Everyone bowed slightly and took the order and returned.

Battleship No. 18.

Lu Yun glanced at the soldiers of the Demon-Suppressing Army who were ready for battle.

"Let's go."

Rumble!

Hundreds of demon-killing generals and nearly 10,000 guards flew out of the warships.

The western battlefield was originally one of the fronts where the Xuanming Sect and the Qinfeng Corps confronted each other.

After the Zhenyuan Corps arrived, the Xuanming Sect retreated completely and shrank towards the core of the Xuanming Domain.

Poshan City, one of the cities under the rule of the Xuanming Sect, has a Fuzhong Realm expert and more than ten Jinshen Realm experts.

"Everyone, be alert to prevent the sudden attack of the Great Yuan Demon-Suppressing Army."

Zhang Wen, dressed in a dark black robe, had a stern face and shouted at everyone in front of him.

Hearing this.

A Jindan Realm warrior asked in confusion: "Elder Zhang, what happened? Why did Poshan City suddenly take full precautions?"

"Don't ask about things you shouldn't ask. Just do your own thing." Zhang Wen glared at the other party coldly and warned others at the same time.

Seeing this, the previous Jindan Realm warrior dared not say anything more, and the others also suppressed their doubts in their hearts.

Although they are in the Golden Body Realm and have considerable strength, they are only gray-robed elders in the Xuanming Sect.

Zhang Wen, on the other hand, is a black-robed elder and is also in the Fuzhong Realm.

They are inferior to each other in terms of status and strength.

After scolding him, Zhang Wen looked at the distant sky with a worried look in his eyes.

These gray-robed elders have too low authority and are not very familiar with the current war situation. The news they received is still a few days ago.

However, as a black-robed elder and a Fuzhong Realm expert, he has a great understanding of the current situation.

Two days ago, the leader and the Dragon Tiger Mountain Heavenly Master joined forces, but ultimately returned without success.

Not long after, the warriors stationed on the western battlefield began to shrink, and issued orders to all cities under their jurisdiction to impose martial law with all their strength.

Faintly, Zhang Wen already had some bad premonitions in his heart.

"I hope there will be no changes."

When he heard that the Great Yuan Demon Suppression Army was coming, he knew that the Xuanming Sect might still be difficult to resist.

However, Xuanming Sect will not hand over Xuanming Territory, even if it faces one of the most powerful armies of Yuan Dynasty.

As the guardian of Poshan City, the first person, his biggest hope now is that the last day will not come too early.

Zhang Wen naturally will not tell others about his guess.

If the people below know, it will cause great panic.

At this moment.

Buzz!

An invisible wave spread rapidly.

Zhang Wen, who was already worried, felt a palpitation in his heart, as if his heart was being pulled up fiercely.

As a strong man in Fuzhong Realm, his golden body is invincible, and his heart has been tempered and is extremely strong. It is impossible for such a problem to occur.

He looked up blankly and was stunned.

In the vast sky, a bright golden light suddenly appeared, like the dawn, dispelling the boundless chill.

Then, the golden light became brighter and brighter, as if something was brewing from it, magnificent and vast, almost covering half of the sky of Poshan City.

Moreover, the golden light was still growing.

After a few breaths.

A golden lion of hundreds of feet suddenly roared out.

A sword light of nearly a thousand feet shone and fell horizontally.

"Boom!"

Even if there was no sound, even if there was no vibration, the warriors and other ordinary people in Poshan City could feel that a terrifying crisis was coming.

"Not good, quickly disperse."

Zhang Wen found that he could not stop it at all, and even if he did, he would be seriously injured, so he shouted immediately.

In fact, he didn't need to remind him at all. When those warriors at the Jindan realm and below saw the vast golden light in the sky, they burst out at the fastest speed and fled quickly.

And the low-level warriors in the city, as well as those civilians, felt the impending crisis, and they all cried and ran around with their heads in their hands.

Above the starry sky, Lu Yun stared at the front calmly.

Even though he knew that his attack would harm some ordinary people in Poshan City, he still punched and slashed.

Not for anything else, just to minimize the resistance of Xuanming Sect in Poshan City.

The sword light was vast, the sky lion roared, destroying the wall that was like a natural moat, and the Xuanming Sect warriors who had no time to escape were annihilated.

This magnificent wall that was enough to withstand the full force of the Fuzhong Realm strongman was chopped open by Lu Yun's sword.

The area of ​​more than ten miles in radius was blasted into the ground by the huge and terrifying sky lion.

"Everyone, follow me to take Poshan City!"

Lu Yun's voice was calm, his eyes were indifferent, and he stepped forward.

Boom boom, warship No. 18 and the small warships behind it, one by one.

"Charge!"

Ye Xuan, Qing Hou and other demon-killing generals led their subordinates to charge towards Poshan City.

Before Poshan City, they had already captured a city.

With Lu Yun, a powerful earth-level demon-killing general, leading the way, their losses were minimal, and the results were remarkable.

If there were no accidents, the battle of Poshan City would still be the same.

A pure green sword tore half of the sky.

Zhang Wen, who was burning runes, slowly drew out a long sword of more than three feet.

The sword body was pure green, revealing a faint glow and endless sharpness.

On the toughness, the dense runes emitted a green glow.

Just this sword revealed endless sharpness and terror.

Zhang Wen held the sword with both hands, and a breath that seemed to cut everything spread out. Under the blessing of the powerful runes, it was even more shocking.

He raised his head and stared coldly at Lu Yun in front of him.

"Who are you? Where is the strong man who threw that punch just now?"

The panic in Zhang Wen's eyes faded and turned into a cold murderous intent.

"Die!"

Lu Yun punched down from the air.

Boom!

The void exploded, the air burned up instantly, the air wave rippled, and the ruins of the city wall were bombarded by the aftermath and flew everywhere.

The unstoppable punch, filled with the most violent power, broke the sky and split the earth, and hit Zhang Wen's head.

"This power, is it you?" Zhang Wen's face trembled wildly, and his eyes showed disbelief.

"It's you, so what? You are only in the late stage of the Golden Body Realm. You can't be my opponent."

Zhang Wen roared wildly.

He was flashing with green light all over his body, and the law runes flowed and rushed.

In an instant, on the pure green sword, the golden light and the green light reflected and intersected, illuminating the dim beard clearly.

"The Xuanming Supreme Sword will kill all enemies in the world!"

Zhang Wen roared, and his whole body exploded with golden light. With a bang, the sword light bloomed in an instant, as bright as fireworks.

With a bang, it bloomed like fireworks, and then dissipated like fireworks.

After blocking a punch, he flashed, soared and shot, and hit Lu Yun in the sky.

He was afraid of the sword light and giant fist that fell from the sky at the beginning, but it did not mean that he was afraid of Lu Yun in the late stage of the Golden Body Realm.

He was in the Fuzhong Realm, and killing the Golden Body Realm was like killing a dog.

What's more, he was not an ordinary Fuzhong Realm. After decades of immersion, he was not far from the middle stage of the Fuzhong Realm.

Buzz!

Zhang Wen swung his sword from bottom to top and killed in the air.

A huge sword light burst out with a bang, brilliant and endless, tearing the earth, piercing the sky, and instantly cutting through all the dust and smoke, and even breaking the remaining fear in everyone's heart.

A sword broke the city wall, a punch caused the mountains and rivers to sink. The fear and shadow left in the hearts of the Xuanming Sect warriors completely dissipated after Zhang Wen's outburst.

"As expected of the black-robed elder, his strength is far beyond the gray-robed elders like us."

After seeing Zhang Wen slash out such a powerful sword, those golden body realm masters all breathed a sigh of relief and rekindled their high morale.

"Heh."

Lu Yun's eyes were cold, and the pure golden Gang Yuan wrapped around his right hand. He swung it violently and smashed the sword light containing endless hope into pieces.

"Crack, crack!"

The sword light composed of runes, hope, and confidence was smashed into pieces by Lu Yun's punch.

The runes were shining and flying in the air, like a morning rainstorm.

"This... power exceeds the middle stage of the Rune Realm!"

Zhang Wen's face suddenly became gloomy.

Now, he was completely convinced that the power to break the city and shatter the mountains and rivers really came from this young man.

Fight!

Abandon everything and burn the runes.

Zhang Wen's face was calm, his eyes were cold, and although his heart was bleeding, he was very decisive.

The rune seed is the core, the rune is the foundation, and it is also the foundation of a rune seed realm.

Burning runes is a last resort, and there can be no hesitation.

Hundreds of years of practice, all in one day, but in order to break the mountain city and for life, he can only fight desperately.

Zhang Wen screamed and yelled madly: "Runes, burn!"

"Burn!"

Boom!

More than sixty runes, each rune is an ocean, burning completely.

Then, the power of rune burning was added to Zhang Wen's body, and his power soared, instantly breaking through the bottleneck of the early stage of the rune seed realm and directly reaching the peak of the middle stage of the rune seed realm.

Looking at such a crazy Zhang Wen, those golden body realm warriors were stunned. What had they experienced before that made a black-robed elder in the rune seed realm burn all the runes.

Boom!

The warships broke through the air and landed over Poshan City.

"Kill!"

"Kill! Kill!"

Powerful auras burst out, and many Xuan-level demon-killing generals led by Ye Xuan instantly landed in Poshan City.

"Run, run!"

Those low-level warriors and civilians in Poshan City fled in a hurry.

Whether it was the Golden Body Realm or the Yuanye Realm, they were irresistible to these civilians without cultivation.

The only thing they could do was to escape, escape from the battlefield.

The Demon-Suppressing Army ignored these civilians who had no power to resist, and those low-level warriors below the Tongmai Realm.

As long as Poshan City was taken and the Xuanming Sect was eliminated, these low-level warriors and civilians would be transformed into the people of the Great Yuan.

Poshan City Lord's Mansion.

A middle-aged man with a calm demeanor, a calm face, and a square face, raised his head gently and looked southeast.

He stared for a long time, his body frozen.

Then, as if he had made up his mind, the dantian, which was like a dam, suddenly collapsed, and the true essence poured out.

And this middle-aged man, with gray hair, looked old in an instant, as if he was in his fifties or sixties.

Decades of struggle, vanished overnight.

Dongdong!

The gray-haired middle-aged man narrowed his eyes, shifted his gaze to the outside of the door, and said slowly: "Come in!"

A young man in his twenties rushed in anxiously, and was stunned when he saw his father's appearance.

"Father...you..."

"Xuan'er, you are here."

The middle-aged man sat down weakly and smiled miserably.

"My cultivation is closely related to Xuanming Sect. If it is not abolished, our family will have no way to survive."

"Will the Great Yuan Demon Suppression Army let us go?" The young man said worriedly.

"As long as we sever all ties with Xuanming Sect, the Great Yuan Demon Suppression Army will not make things difficult for us. Don't worry, Xuan'er."

The middle-aged man waved his hand and smiled gently.

...

"One! Sword! Tong! Ming!"

Zhang Wen, who was burning everything, let out a long roar.

It was both a long roar at all costs and the sound of runes burning and sword energy stirring and ringing.

The sound waves were mighty and stirred the netherworld, the sound shook thousands of miles, and the sword light went straight up to the nine heavens.

A sword light containing the power of a strong man in the early stage of the Fuzhong realm to burn everything, emitting a surging light, burst out in an instant.

It came out from the ruins and rushed straight into the sky.

This sword stirred the void, and wherever it passed, there was a vast sea of ​​clouds, cutting everything in half, and everything turned into ash particles.

"Die! As long as you die, there is hope!"

Zhang Wen's eyes were filled with extreme madness.

After one sword, only one rune remained on his rune seed.

It would take at least ten years of accumulation to recover.

And there is no possibility of advancement.

However, as long as the current crisis can be resolved, everything is worth it.

Thinking that the other party was about to be annihilated by this sword, Zhang Wen's heart was filled with some comfort.

Suddenly...

Lu Yun, who was hundreds of feet away in the sky, disappeared in an instant.

Before Zhang Wen could react, Lu Yun flashed and appeared again, as if he suddenly appeared in the space above the other party.

This is...

How could it be possible!

Zhang Wen was roaring in his heart.

Boom!

The brilliant golden light, as soon as it touched the Pure Green Sword, instantly burst out with the destructive power of space collapse.

The Heavenly Lion roared, destroying everything, and the sword was broken.

Lu Yun's face was solemn. Under the perfect Heavenly Lion's Sky-shaking Fist, his strength surged to five times, with a full force of a thousand dragons. Even a strong man in the late Fuzhong realm would be defeated and killed if he didn't pay attention.

"Not good!"

Feeling the sudden arrival of the golden Heavenly Lion, Zhang Wen was horrified.

He clearly sensed the fear of this Heavenly Lion. In terms of strength alone, it was almost close to the full-strength burst of the late Fuzhong realm.

Even if he burned everything, he couldn't stop it.

How could this... be possible!

How could a late Jinshen realm burst out with a force comparable to the full-strength burst of the late Fuzhong realm.

Zhang Wen roared in his heart.

This is an illusion, it's not real, no one can cross such a huge realm.

I burn runes, at all costs, and turn into a magnificent Heavenly Sword.

Invincible, should be invincible, absolutely invincible, cut off all illusions.

Zhang Wen roared wildly in his heart, but it was useless.

Some evildoers are destined to break all rules.

Lu Yun's strength exceeded his imagination.

Boom!

Crack!

In one hundredth of a breath, the pure green sword was broken, the endless rune power was shattered, and Zhang Wen, who was in the Fuzhong realm, was blasted to death.

"Ah... I won't give up!"

Zhang Wen made the last cry of hundreds of years of martial arts career.

Boom!

The golden sky lion mercilessly wiped out everything, including Zhang Wen's Fuzhong and the invincible golden body.

Zhang Wen, the black-robed elder of Xuanming Sect, who was in the extremely powerful Fuzhong realm, fell completely.

Boom!

Endless aftermath rippled, and the dilapidated city wall was completely turned into ruins. The Xuanming Sect warriors who had no time to dodge were blown up.

"Invincible, the general is still invincible as always!"

Qinghou and other Xuan-level demon-killing generals roared and killed the fleeing Xuanming Sect warriors.

Lu Yun's face was indifferent, and he scanned the Poshan City closely to sense the space.

Once he found a relatively powerful golden body warrior, he would not hesitate to attack.

Zhang Wen, who was in the Fuzhong realm, could not stop his punch even with his burning runes.

He killed the warriors in the Jinshen realm with a backhand strike, without even using half of his strength.

After Wuqing blasted two Jinshen realm warriors, the rest of the people could no longer resist the Qinghou Demon Slayer.

"Since I have become their general, I can't compete with them for too much credit."

Lu Yun stretched lazily, chuckled, and stopped attacking.