A quarter of an hour later, Zhou Heng led Zhao Yun and the others to the city tower and looked down at the 100,000 army outside the city.

This time, Qingming City is determined to win Wushuang City. All 100,000 troops were formed by monks. The flag-shaking shouts resounded for more than ten miles, with a huge momentum, far better than the worldly army of millions.

The smoke and dust rolling in, giving people an unparalleled sense of oppression.

"Let me listen to the people on the city tower! Don't resist fearlessly, open the city gate quickly and surrender. My Qingming City has always been generous and will treat you preferentially! If you are ungrateful and resist stubbornly, when the city is broken, you will definitely make blood splash three feet away!"

A middle-aged man in his forties, wearing dark golden armor drove out of the Qingming City army with a brown horse, looked up and looked in the direction of the city tower. The rough voice almost spread throughout Wushuang City under the envelopment of spiritual power.

On the city tower, Zhou Heng held his hands and looked down at the middle-aged man with a low expression, saying indifferently: "Zhou advises you to leave quickly and you can still save your life. If you are stubborn, this is your place to bury your bones!"

"You don't know how to politely, you dare to threaten the Qingming City army? You are looking for death!"

A cold light flashed in the middle-aged man in Qingming City's eyes, and he danced the giant hammer in his hand, making a whirring sound of breaking the wind, "All the generals obey the order!"

"exist!"

Behind him, the 100,000 troops in Qingming City responded at the same time, with a loud sound like a bell, shocking heart-strings, and a solemn intention of killing quietly spread.

"Prepare to attack and win Wushuang City!"

"yes!"

A hundred feet of smoke and dust rolled up, and the 100,000 troops in Qingming City were ready to go!

On the city tower, Zhou Heng, who witnessed this scene, smiled faintly and said without looking back: "Chen Qingzhi!"

"I'm here!"

Behind him, a young man in a white cloak knelt on one knee, looking in his early thirties, with a mustache and very handsome.

"The White-robed Army comes from the Southern and Northern Dynasties!"

"General: Chen Qingzhi! (Ninth Grade of Jindan Realm)"

"Number of people: seven thousand!"

"Cultivation: the sixth grade of the foundation building realm to the third grade of the golden elixir realm!"

"Special attribute: Invincible military soul! (Once activated, the strength doubles, and you can resist the third grade of the Nascent Soul Realm!)"

“Loyalty: 100!”

‘Famous generals of the famous teachers and generals, and thousands of troops avoid their white robes’!

This Chinese nursery rhyme that has been passed down for thousands of years is familiar to Zhou Heng.

"Is there any problem with leading the White-robed Army and leaving the 100,000 troops of Qingming City outside Wushuang City?" Zhou Heng said coldly.

"Don't worry, lord, at most half an hour, all the troops in Qingming City will be buried here!" Chen Qingzhi was full of confidence.

"Go!"

Zhou Heng waved his hand, and Chen Qingzhi stood up and left.

Under the city tower, the city gate was wide open, and Chen Qingzhi led the white-robed army to fight out.

"When did there be another strange ninth grade of the Golden Pill Realm in this Wushuang City?" Zhen Beiju's eyes flashed, and he was a little surprised.

But Zhen Beiju was not afraid.

He has become a cultivator until now, and he has killed many cultivators of the same level. He is at the ninth level of the Golden Pill Realm. He believes that he is stronger.

Thinking of this, Zhen Beiju clamped his legs, and the horse under him galloped out like a lightning bolt. He reached Chen Qingzhi in a few breaths. Without saying a word, he swung the hammer in his hand and smashed Chen Qingzhi's head with a harsh sound of breaking the wind, as if even the air was about to be blown out!

Chen Qingzhi looked fearless and swept out the silver spear in his hand.

"clang!"

The sound of impact piercing the eardrum sounded.

The hammer in Zhen Beiju's hand almost came out of his hand, and a hint of horror appeared in his eyes.

Chen Qingzhi did not give him extra time to think. The long spear was like an arm pointing, and it was extremely fast and dazzling.

Zhen Beiju could still block it at first, but after nearly a minute of blocking it, he could no longer withstand it.

"The situation is not very good!"

Among the army in Qingming City, two other ninth grades of the Golden Pill Realm looked at each other and their faces changed slightly.

The next second, there was another crisp sound of clang, and Zhen Beiju's two hammers came out one after another, with horror and fear in his eyes!

"Stop!"

The two were shocked and rushed towards Chen Qingzhi.

However, it's too late!

The moment Chen Qingzhi picked up Zhen Beiju's double hammer, the tip of the gun went down and it penetrated Zhen Beiju's throat in an instant!

"The whole army attacks and kills!"

Two people in Qingming City's ninth-grade Golden Pill Realm roared with ferocious roar.

"kill!"

The army of 100,000 Qingming City rushed towards Chen Qingzhi like locusts.

"Where is the white-robed army?"

Chen Qingzhi looked fearless and raised the silver spear in his hand high, with the bright red blood on the tip of the spear being particularly dazzling.

"exist!"

Seven thousand white-robed soldiers responded in unison.

"Gather the fighting spirits and kill the enemy!"

Chen Qing growled in a low voice, and a dazzling white light surged out from him.

Seven thousand white-robed soldiers are like this!

It was like a sea of ​​rivers, all the white light gathered in the void into a thousand-foot figure with hazy facial features, and an indescribable aura enveloped it.

"Ninth Soul Realm?"

The faces of the two ninth grades of the Golden Pill Realm in Qingming City changed drastically!

The hazy giant stretched out his right hand and pressed it lightly.

"Stop it! My sister is—"

One of them couldn't help but scream.

But the giant palm didn't give him the chance to finish it. It was like an unshakable giant mountain, suppressing it ruthlessly!

"Puff! Puff! Puff!"
Chapter completed!