The fall of Fei Yu Xian, or the Golden-wings Pengliao, a few influential figures with causal links all had some kind of intuition.
Yuan Feng still slumbers within the immortal volcano, unaware and insensitive, as Kong Xuan glanced towards the north for a couple more seconds.
Kunpeng didn't think much of it, just a piece.
Deng Long felt as if he had lost something, but his thoughts were entirely focused on Yu Yuan at the moment, and he simply couldn't spare the energy to think about it further.
Zhentai was giving lectures to Jinnala in the Spiritual Blood Sea, and as for the normal Great Peng, it should be Deng Long's disciple, but it was only two levels away from him. Since he was in the Spiritual Blood Sea, he had only a little intuition and didn't pay much attention to it. There were too many people in the Western Paradise who had a connection with him. If anyone caused trouble, he would come down from the sky to help them even if they were sages and would be exhausted.
"Go!" The Southern Ming Li Huo Jian sword shot from Deng Chan Yu's hand, and another two sword strokes were applied to the mashed body.
After confirming that the creature had died in peace, Deng Chan Yu heaved a long sigh of relief. It was not easy at all; she had finally worn out this Golden Immortal!
If she had brought out the Qiankun Ding early on, she would have definitely won. However, it would have been mostly ineffective. The power and speed of the Golden-wings Pengliao were extremely powerful to her, and if she had opened up with a powerful move at the beginning, perhaps the Pengliao might have managed to break through the formation with heavy injuries and escape.
Dragging the opponent into a war of attrition was a necessity and also a strategy.
The Golden-wings Pengliao believed that as long as it kept enduring, it could win. But in reality, as soon as it thought that way, its defeat was guaranteed.
Deng Chan Yu wasn't in a hurry to pursue Huang Fei Gui. Compared to the Yuan Feng blood, Yuan Hong was no longer important.
Instead of withdrawing the formation, she sat where she was and adjusted her breath to wait for the slow recovery of magical power within her body.
After another two hours, with her magical power having recovered to three- tenths, she finally retrieved the Qiankun Ding that was holding the Golden-wings Pengliao.
The body had been shattered into pulpy flesh, but both wings remained as solid as ever. The Southern Ming Li Huo Jian sword slashed at them, still producing a metallic "ding ding" ringing sound.
These two wings, if taken back, should be able to forge a fine postnatal divine treasure.
"Retract!" Her biggest gain was the acquisition of a fist-sized ball of Yuan Feng essence blood.
The essence blood had been separated from the body for too long, and had been absorbed by the Golden-wings Pengliao countless times, becoming somewhat impure. She needed to find a way to purify it and then refine it.
In the end, she remembered the reason for Fei Yu Xian's appearance. Who was the old ancestor mentioned by him? Which old ancestor was he referring to?
These days, there are only a few ancient ancestors. Menghe went crazy, and Panhu was humiliated.
Deng Long? Deng Long is not worthy of that title at all.
Zhenyuanzi has never considered himself an ancient ancestor.
Could it be the Yang Mei Senior who left Huaxia for many years?
He's both the clan leader of the Great Peng tribe and an ancestor. The answer must be Kunpeng!
No matter what conspiracy Kunpeng has, Fei Yu Xian this fool did indeed stop Deng Chan Yu, and he did so for six hours.
She folded up the great array and chased after Huang Feihu in that direction.
The area of Shangluo and Luoyang is unrelated. This land is located in the southeast of "Shan Province", which is roughly the combined name of Shang County and Lu County.
When Li Zicheng came out of Shangluo and moved northwest into Shanxi, or when he moved southeast into the Jiuhua Mountains from Shangluo, or when he was reduced to only 18 riders, he also took shelter in the mountainous area of Shangluo.
This area has a sparse population but is quite strategically important. It is currently under the control of the Shang Dynasty, and King Zhou's father, Di Yi, built a pass city here named Qinglong Pass.
Jiameng Pass, Siushui Pass, and Qinglong Pass, arranged in a row from north to south, tightly locked down the eastward march of Xiqi into the Central Plains.
Before, the commander of Qinglong Pass was Zhang Guifang, and now it is Qiu Yin.
Zhang Guifang was unwilling to engage in armed conflict with the Yin Dynasty, but his soldiers had different thoughts. Some of the soldiers' families were still in Qinglong Pass, and Deng Chan Yu had previously bought off connections and sent some of their families back to reunite with their loved ones in the south. However, she couldn't bring all the families of the 30,000 soldiers with her, so now that the Han Country is willing to take over this region, many excitedly howl for a return home to reunite with their families.
Qiu Yin and Han Rong joined forces and fiercely attacked Xiqi, taking away a large number of elite troops from Qinglong Pass. The Han Country then launched an attack from the east side of Qinglong Pass, where its defenses were weak. Nezha rode at the head of the army, spearing and killing the commander left in charge, Ma Fang. After that, he opened the gate and let Han troops enter the pass.
Xiqi City.
Yu Yuan was fighting in the clouds with Dusk Immortal and Huanglong Immortal, while secretly guarding against the hidden tricks of the Chuanzhen. He was fighting cautiously, and Wen Zhong was dispatching troops and commanders. Even though Ji Zhang dragged his sick body to the city's parapet, the Yin Dynasty was completely dominant, and the city could be breached at any moment.
"Premier! From the North! Large numbers of troops have arrived from the North, and they are less than half an hour away from Xiqi!" A scout from Han Rong returned with bad news. Someone was coming to disrupt the situation.
Wen Zhong immediately opened his third eye on his forehead, using his divine eyes to gaze into the distance.
His gaze followed the path of Xiqi City northwards, and he soon saw the thick smoke rising on the highway.
The scale of these troops far exceeds ten thousand.
Yuan Hong had been an old opponent of his, and they had engaged in a tug-of-war for four or five years. At this moment, he seemed to have noticed something, nodded his hands towards him while sitting on his horse, and revealed a rather mysterious smile.
"Yuan Hong?! That villain!" Wen Zhong bit his cheek and a fierce anger filled his old face.
The Shang troops were as fierce as possible, but they had been attacking the city for half a day. Now, they were retreating and heading to fight Yuan Hong? Even the most hardened soldier would have reached their limit.
Faced with no choice, he could only order the troops to withdraw and reposition them outside the city.
It's too late to turn back the water, some soldiers have even climbed to the city walls. To withdraw now is not that easy.
The soldiers who dared to climb the first were all military warriors. Comrades couldn't afford to abandon them, so the speed of retreat slowed down even more.
Yuan Hong may not excel in strategic planning on a large scale, but he has an astonishing tactical intuition on the battlefield. Seeing the Shang troops in disarray, he immediately discarded the infantry, led his 5,000 iron cavalry, and made a hurried march to the north gate of Xiqi City, launching a fierce charge at the rear troops of the Shang army who were in disarray.
Yuan Hong's Bian Iron Rod began to swing, and each strike had the weight of ten thousand jins. The rod shadow raised a bloody rainstorm, and within the blink of an eye, more than a dozen Shang Dynasty elite troops were killed.
The Zhou soldiers on the city wall saw the arrival of the reinforcements and cheered loudly in unison.
Han Rong is the longest-surviving and only undeviating total commander among the five passes of the Yin Dynasty.
On the battlefield, most of the Shang troops were his subordinates. Seeing that Yuan Hong was fierce and courageous, he didn't dare to go forward himself, but instead dispatched vanguard officer Wang Hu to intercept him and buy time for the main army to regroup.
Wang Hu was indeed formidable, brandishing a large sword as he charges towards Yuan Hong to chop him down.
Yuan Hong didn't even look at such enemies, turning his horse and letting them pass by.
Dai Li, the dog demon behind Yuan Hong, used his twin knives to intercept Wang Hu. They exchanged blows in a few rounds, and Dai Li realized that the Shang general was just an ordinary person. He opened his mouth and spat out a bright red dog treasure, which was like a circular gem. It flew past Wang Hu's forehead like a shooting star.
His nose was crushed, and the right eye's eyeball was pressed out of its socket. Wang Hu only managed to scream in pain before Dai Li slashed off his head with a single blow.
