Chapter 542: Rage
At the head of Tiankui City, the city lord Han Geng looked at the thousands of human cultivators outside the city who were surrounded by the ghost army, and expected that these people would not be able to escape the result of all the deaths in the end. Moreover, at present, the ghost clan is besieging and killing the thousands of people organized by Chu Jun regardless of casualties, and the formation is dense, and if the spirit cannon fires a salvo at this time, it will definitely be able to inflict heavy damage on the ghost clan's army.
"Fire!" Han Geng ordered without hesitation.
The commander of the city guard couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and thought that he had misheard, and asked in surprise: "Lord of the city, fire the cannon now? This will hurt your own people!"
Han Geng's face sank, and he said sharply: "Open the cannon immediately!"
The commander of the city guard felt a chill in his heart, and hurriedly gave the order: "Open the cannon!"
The city guards in charge of operating the cannon hesitated for a moment, but finally activated the spirit cannon, and the light of the explosion and storage array of hundreds of Linggang heavy cannons lit up, and the energy soared sharply. The fifteen Heavenly Bombardment Thunder Cannons were flashing with blue-white lightning, and the terrifying momentum was accumulating in geometric progression, and the volume of the four-rank thunder beast crystals in the explosion accumulation array was rapidly shrinking.
Boom! Boom......
An earth-shattering explosion sounded!
Chu Jun looked back, only to see hundreds of dazzling white lights suddenly rushing out of the Tiankui City Protective Array, which was also mixed with fifteen thick blue-white beams, whistling towards this side.
Chu Jun's face couldn't help but change greatly, his anger sank into the dantian, and he shouted: "Shield!"
"Rin Moon Imperial Realm!"
With Chu Jun as the center, a month-white enchantment stretched out in all directions, protecting more than a dozen people around him, and all the cultivators also released their magic shields to protect themselves.
Hundreds of Linggang heavy cannons fell directly into the battlefield!
The sound of the explosion resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the radius was covered by a white light like flowing water for several miles, and the smoke and dust mixed with the stumps of flesh were thrown into the sky. Hundreds of Linggang heavy cannons fired in a salvo, plus fifteen Heavenly Thunder Cannon thunder cannons poured into such a dense melee formation at the same time, and the damage caused could be imagined.
The ghost clan army had nearly 3,000 casualties in an instant, and the number of human cultivators was relatively small, plus it was not the target of the attack, but it also killed and injured nearly a thousand people. The energy storm dissipated, the dust settled, and I saw that the ground was littered with broken corpses, and there were also crippled and undead people wailing in pain, many of whom were human cultivators.
Everyone fought fiercely all night, most of them were already in a state of exhaustion, even if they opened the talisman shield, they were unable to resist the power of the Linggang heavy cannon, and among the nearly a thousand cultivators who died in vain in this round of Linggang heavy artillery and the thunder cannon of the Thundering Heavenly God, there were dozens of Jin Dan, and even a few Yuan Ying.
"Mallet!" Fan Jian suddenly screamed and threw himself towards the ground.
I saw the big stick mallet lying in a pool of blood, and a spear was still tightly held in his hand, and the banner of the Heavenly Phoenix Sect on the tip of the spear had been blown into strips of cloth, and the strips of cloth were swinging in the air full of blood, and the whole audience was as silent as death.
Chu Jun's eyes were as red as blood, and his whole body exuded a terrifying murderous aura, as if he had just come out of the blood prison as a Shura god, looking at the head of Tiankui City with a piercing gaze. The more than 4,000 surviving cultivators had red eyes, and looked in the direction of the city head with great anger, and a sad and angry aura of Xiao Killing intertwined and sublimated above their heads, rushing into the sky!
Angry!Unspeakable Anger!!Extremely Furious!!
"Han Geng's old dog-thief!" Chu Jun pointed the long sword in his hand in the direction of the city, his handsome face was twisted hideously, his eyes were angry, his hair was furious, his green shirt was fluttering, and a violent phantom appeared behind him.
The vast and murderous voice came out from afar, and it could be heard within a radius of ten miles, and the incomparably fierce aura in the sound made the listener tremble.
Han Geng at the head of the city was so frightened that he subconsciously took a step back, his eyelids jumped wildly, and his face was cloudy. The people of the city guards all looked at each other with frightened eyes, and some people gloated and peeked at Han Geng's face.
Han Geng has lived for hundreds of years, and has been the city lord for nearly a hundred years, so he quickly calmed down and said indifferently: "Re-store energy and prepare for the second round of strikes!"
The battlefield was momentarily frozen by a salvo of spirit cannons, but the battle to the death did not end there, and the men and men of both sides soon fought again. The surviving cultivators slaughtered the army of the ghost clan with great indignation.
Ghost King Lie's face was calm, and he said loudly: "Kill them all at all costs!"
The ghost clan army came a total of 50,000 this time, and there are still more than 30,000 left, and the casualties are no less than those of human cultivators!
Ghost Wang Lie ordered, and the army of more than 30,000 ghost clans suddenly pressed up, surrounding Chu Jun and more than 4,000 others, and constantly rushing to kill. How could the already exhausted human cultivators withstand this tidal wave of attacks, with continuous casualties and rapidly decreasing numbers.
The Ghost King stared at Chu Jun with a cold killing intent in his eyes, this human cultivator made him feel a kind of jealousy, and subconsciously told him that he had to kill this person today, otherwise there would be endless troubles. Looking at the thousands of human cultivators who were constantly pressing and shrinking the range, Ghost Wang Lie's heart gradually relaxed, if there was no accident, this person would die today, no matter how high your cultivation was, you would not be able to withstand the siege of tens of thousands of well-trained large arrays.
"Young Marshal, the 100,000 troops of Chongming Continent have already appeared fifty miles away!" a ghost clan scout suddenly rushed to the ghost king Lie to report.
Ghost Wang Lie and the ghost women around him couldn't help but change their complexions!
The muscles on the Ghost King's face jumped suddenly, his eyes were fixed on Chu Jun, who was still unstoppably swinging his sword and slashing in the array, his fists were clenched tightly, and he was shouting angrily: "Waste, kill him for this seat!"
Several ghost generals suddenly attacked Chu Jun frantically, and Chu Jun immediately felt a lot of pressure, and his body was hit several times in a row, and blood immediately soared.
Luo Heng swung his sword to block a ghost general for Chu Jun, but he was hit by another ghost general in the ribs, and suddenly snorted, and the blood stained the robe red.
"Die!" The ghost general took advantage of the momentum and slashed at Luo Heng's neck, and under the urging of the strong ghost power, the speed was extremely fast.
Luo Heng's face was cold, and he slammed out the sword finger in his left hand!
A sharp and incomparable sword intent shot out from between his fingers, and the ghost general only felt a little cold star quickly enlarge in front of him, and then his eyebrows were cold, his hands lost consciousness, and the blade was slightly off.
Poof! The ghost knife slashed at Luo Heng's shoulder, almost all of which were inserted!
"Lao Luo!" Chu Jun screamed angrily, his left fist slammed out, and a three-color explosive gun slammed into the ghost general's chest, directly blasting out a huge crater.
"Shattered Moon Wind Blade!" Chu Jun exhausted all the remaining Moon Divine Power and unleashed a Shattered Moon Wind Blade, instantly sweeping away a large array of ghost clans in front of him.
Rumble......
More than dozens of black dots appeared in the sky, and the dazzling white light emitted by the magic circle was faintly visible!
"Young marshal, Chongmingzhou's 100,000 troops will arrive soon, let's withdraw!" Totoku hurriedly persuaded.
Ghost King Lie's face was pale, and he unwillingly glanced at the black spots in the sky, as long as he gave another moment of time, he could kill that person, hateful!
"Young marshal, if you don't withdraw, it's too late, as long as you act according to Jihua, that person will die at our hands sooner or later, why rush for a while, withdraw quickly, if we don't withdraw, it will affect our plans, not to mention the total annihilation of 100,000 Chongmingzhou regular troops, even we ourselves will not be able to protect ourselves!"
Ghost King Lie glared at Chu Jun fiercely and shouted, "Order everyone to retreat!"