When Zhu Xian saw this, it was really unthinkable, in front of the two armies, they just went directly to the other party's main general? If he was really hit, Zhang Luo's army would be in vain.

At the gate of the flag of the Chinese army, two teams of small flags are closed inward, and the rune heavy shield is closed to form a shield wall, one zhang wide and three zhang high. The heavy shields used in this shield wall are all refined by the Talisman Pavilion, and a small number of them are equipped in each army, which are specially used to protect the main generals above the battle array. Twenty-four heavy shields were combined into a three-layer shield array, and in the blink of an eye, they sensed each other, and a dazzling light rose, isolating Zhu Xianjian from the shield wall.

Zhu Xianjian's double grasp crossed the Guanghua, causing a swishing sound, and the roots of people's teeth were almost sour.

With the power of the Great Refiner, Guanghua was grabbed by one-third, and the claw power was transmitted to the rear by the light array, and the last row of eight shield players immediately fell to the ground, and the three people who were most stressed spurted blood, splashing on the rune heavy shield erected by Wu Ziqiang, and the heavy shield they held was also cracked. The Chinese soldiers in the back quickly stepped forward, dragged out this row of wounded brothers, and quickly put them in their positions, and the light array returned to its original state.

Zhu Xianjian failed to do his job as soon as he grabbed it, and more than ten mana spears had already stretched out on both sides, bursting out silver flowers and stabbing all over Zhu Xianjian's body.

Suddenly saw the big sleeves move, but it was Zhu Xianjian's brocade sleeves that made a move, and in the swaying, all the silver flowers that were stabbed around him were swinged, half of them dissipated, but even the spear was destroyed.

The big sleeve continued to sweep towards the shield wall, the Chinese army armor had already comprehended his power just now, and his eyes were closed at this moment, especially the last row of those who were responsible for the conduction pressure, and they were all ready to be injured.

However, they did not wait for this prestige in the end, the sky suddenly darkened, and a dark cloud appeared above the heads of the Chinese soldiers, and when they looked up, it was a dark stone tablet. The stele suddenly shrank to a zhang long and a foot wide, thick and simple, and pressed towards the top of Zhu Xianjian's head......

It was clearly more than a zhang away, but the space above Zhu Xianjian's head was as if the tofu had been crushed, pressing out a cloud of mist, and he could see through the distance, but what he saw was the city wall, houses, flags, and armor soldiers that had changed shape......

Zhu Xian recognized it at a glance, this is the magic weapon of the Huang Ting that Zhu Qigu once described to him, and the Songxue Zhishu tablet inherited by the Songxue Dao people!

Frightened, he hurriedly closed his sleeves and changed to a lifting momentum, but he couldn't stop it at all, and hurriedly played out the natal talisman - Yun Lan's palm sword talisman, and continued to lift after the brocade sleeves.

But his own family knows his own affairs, although his natal talisman seems to be powerful, good at offense and defense, and especially good at defending, but in the eyes of masters, especially in the eyes of authentic monks of Xuanmen such as Daomen Pavilion, it is dwarfed and not worth mentioning. For example, his natal talisman was blocked by Luo Zhiqing's sword a few days ago, and he suffered a lot of deflated.

At this moment, facing Zhao Liniang, the descendant of the Huang Ting lineage and the same Great Refiner Realm, it was difficult for Yun Lan to resist the sword talisman. In fact, it was true, the natal talisman that had just turned into a palm shape was immediately dispersed by Song Xue Zhi Shubei, reappeared in the true form of red smoke, and retracted back to the back of his head with a whimper.

Zhu Xian saw that the sea of qi was churning, and there was a faint burning sensation in his lower abdomen, and he knew that he should be injured. This is the danger of using natal talismans or magic weapons during the fight, although it can be used repeatedly as long as the mana is supported enough, but because the divine consciousness is attached to it, it is easy to hurt oneself.

However, such a moment of blocking also bought time for Zhu Xianjian, and sacrificed the Yuefu Taiyin Emperor Jiding. The body suddenly grew to the height of more than one person, protecting Zhu Xianjian's whole body, moving three feet to the side, avoiding the shroud range of pine snow to the stele.

This time the battle of the rabbit was over, and it was completed in a few breaths, Zhu Xianjian relieved his strength, and shouted to Zhao Liniang on the roof above the slope: "Zhao Liniang!

Zhao Liniang had a cold face, and snorted: "When you fought in Qingcheng Mountain back then, you guy was not honest at all, borrowing strength everywhere, today is a chance, see where you can hide!"

Zhao Liniang's appearance made Zhu Xianjian very suspicious, his eyes rolled around, and finally found Jiang Tenghe standing silently under the eaves of the street corner, and his heart suddenly sank: The existence of these two people immediately brought him great pressure.

This pressure also made the irritable Zhu Xianjian regain his composure, and secretly thought to himself in a flash, he should be able to fight Jiang Tenghe, but I am afraid that it needs at least a hundred moves, and it is not easy to take it down, plus Zhao Liniang...... It also needs to be considered in the long term.

Reluctantly glanced at Zhao Ran behind the shield array, Zhu Xianjian immediately retreated and jumped back to the city.

Zhao Liniang shook her head lightly at Jiang Tenghe under the eaves, signaling that the Emperor Extreme Ding in Zhu Xianjian's hand was very good, and he couldn't stay in a hurry. Jiang Tenghe nodded slightly, a simple brilliance flashed behind his head, and he disappeared in the sea of qi again, and he also didn't find the best time to make a move.

When Zhu Xianjian returned to the city, he immediately won a burst of cheers from the surrounding monks and defenders of the upper three palaces, although he did not achieve any results, but the morale was greatly improved.

The two armies rushed straight to the opponent's main general in front of the formation, and the opponent was helpless, and then returned to the formation unscathed, which was really chic.

Only Zhu Xianjian, Duan Chaoyong and other cultivators above the refining master level could feel the danger, they all saw the simple brilliance that flashed behind Jiang Tenghe, although they didn't know what it was, but their hearts instinctively cooled.

Zhu Xianjian couldn't help but turn his head and look in the direction of Qixia Mountain behind him, in fact, he couldn't see anything, but in his eyes, he seemed to see an old man, sitting under the plum tree.

What do you want to do as a cheap teacher? Since you have the heart to cultivate the Weide Lotus, why did you let the head of Louguan come in and make trouble?

Zhu Xianjian was puzzled, but this was no longer the time for him to ponder this problem repeatedly, with Zhang Luo's order, two ladder cars were slowly launched outside the streets and alleys, with a flag of heavily armored sergeants standing on the roof of each car, and on the stairs backwards, there were soldiers standing ready to rush to the city.

Under the cloud ladder on the left, followed by Luo Zhiqing with excitement on his face, and under the cloud ladder on the right, there is a brawled ape holding an iron rod. The two of them will lead the team to the head of the city first.

Luo Zhiqing just returned it, and the appearance of the brachial ape really caused a big uproar. Most of the soldiers in the city and under the city had never seen the demon cultivator appear on the battlefield, looking at the tall and sturdy armed ape, looking at the golden iron heavy stick in his hand, they all gasped. The pressure was felt at the head of the city, and the cheers were shouted from below the walls.

Chen Yin loudly scolded the two trembling defenders, and kept cheering them up: "It's just a demon cultivator, I'm afraid that he will do something! Dare to come up, just like a sword!" Under his command, the four heavy crossbows on the city tower were all turned around and aimed at the two cloud ladder building cars that were gradually approaching.