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Chapter 743

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In Ning Que's previous deduction, even if the Verdant Canyon collapsed and the mountains blocked the enemy, a simple road was needed in the war. The strong enemy who had the courage and strength to attack the Tang Empire would definitely have enough Array Tactical Masters, Talisman Masters, and even Divine Talisman Masters. They could definitely forcibly break open a road for the cavalry.

Therefore, a peerless powerhouse was needed to guard the exit of the Verdant Canyon. That powerhouse had to be strong enough to kill Buddhas, demons, and Taoist priests. Moreover, he could not rest, sleep, eat, or drink. He might even have to fight with the enemy powerhouses for three days and three nights!

Ning Que could not help laughing when he thought of these words. He thought that there was no such a powerful person in the world. Even if there was, how could such a powerful person be stupid enough to put himself in a situation where he would definitely die? (Note 1)

However, no one could have imagined that the world would always change so unexpectedly. Two years passed and the third autumn came. The Tang Empire, which had once dominated the world, became a broken boat in the ocean. The Verdant Canyon became the place that the Tang Empire had to hold on to. Even Ning Que was willing to be that stupid person.

Second Brother, Jun Mo, came to be that person. He brought the Younger Brothers and Sisters from the back of the mountain of the Academy …

He frowned slightly and looked behind him.

The sound of the zither and flute stopped abruptly.

"Where is Wang Chi?"

Beigong Weiyang and Ximen Buhuo looked at each other and said confusedly, "He was here earlier."

In the sandstorm, a person stumbled out. It was Wang Chi, who ranked 11th in the back of the mountain of the Academy. He held a few blades of grass in his hand, a few fruits in his arms, and an unknown wildflower in his mouth.

"Where have you been?"

Seventh Sister took the things in his arms and reprimanded him, "You knew that the most important thing was to show up." (Note 2)

Wang Chi was sweating and said, "Many of the herbs were buried, and some can only be found here. What if they are extinct?"





The sandstorm gradually subsided. The autumn sun was blazing again, and there was no cloud in the blue sky.

The field outside the Verdant Canyon was clear.

The old voice of the Great Divine Priest of Revelation came from afar.

"Even the Headmaster of the Academy can't go against Heaven, let alone you disciples."

The Second Brother said, "Master fights against Heaven, so we, the disciples, fight against the human world. It's still unknown whether Heaven can be defied. As for the outcome of the battle between us, we'll know soon."

The Great Divine Priest of Revelation said, "The army of the Divine Hall is here. How can you stop them?"

Second Senior Brother did not answer his question directly and only said one sentence.

"Tang, attack!"





Ye Hongyu raised her eyebrows slightly and pointed a finger at a blade that pierced through the veil from the outside of the sacred sedan. With a crack, the blade shattered and scattered. One of the Papal Cavalrymen holding the blade was shocked to death.

A deacon of the Judicial Department silently sneaked into the curtain from the back of the sacred chariot with a poisoned black dagger and stabbed it at her lower back. As long as the tip of the dagger could pierce a little of her skin, it would be enough.

Ye Hongyu did not turn around, nor did she attack. A cold star suddenly appeared in the depths of her eyes. Her black hair flowed behind her like a waterfall and hit the face of the deacon in black.

The Great Divine Priest of Revelation also encountered several waves of assassination. Cheng Lixue, who was serving in the sacred chariot, was almost injured. However, these assassins could not succeed in front of the Great Divine Priest and died one after another.

Several Papal Cavalrymen of the Divine Hall took out their spears at the same time and stabbed into the carriage. However, before the spears could touch the walls of the carriage, they were killed by five flying swords.

When the Second Brother said that the Tang should attack, there were at least dozens of assassinations in the West-Hill Divine Palace Coalition Army. Hundreds of priests, deacons, and military officers of the Yan Kingdom attacked the most important people around them.

A general of the Yan Kingdom died tragically under the blades of his trusted bodyguards.

These were not the key points. These hundreds of Tangs who had been lurking in foreign countries for many years did not hesitate to reveal their identities and cause chaos in the Coalition Army just to cover the most important actions.

Talisman Masters were the weakest cultivators, and Divine Talisman Masters were naturally even weaker. Professor Huang He had to go to the south for several months every year to recuperate, and Professor Mu Chen took medicine all year round. People like Master Yan Se were really talented and could not be judged by common sense.

On the battlefield, the Divine Talisman Master was the most feared figure. Therefore, the Divine Talisman Master became the target that the enemy wanted to assassinate the most. Correspondingly, the protection of the Divine Talisman Master was also the tightest.

The West-Hill Divine Palace Coalition Army protected the four Divine Talisman Masters very closely. They were not far from the sacred chariot of the two Great Divine Priests and were heavily protected. However, no matter how cautious they were, no one could have predicted this situation.

Who had ever seen the scene of hundreds of assassins suddenly attacking at the same time on the battlefield? Who would have thought that the most loyal bodyguards would suddenly become the most ruthless assassins?

This scene was very cold!

Very hard!

It was even more spectacular than the charge of thousands of cavalry!





A carriage was set on fire.

A carriage was shot into a scarecrow.

A carriage was pierced with countless holes by spears. The blood that flowed out was black.

No one could have predicted this situation. Even Ye Hongyu had no time to react. Three Divine Talisman Masters died in the fatal assassination of the Tangs.

Only one Divine Talisman Master was saved by the most powerful sword in the world.





The assassination, or more accurately, the rebellion in front of the battle, was soon quelled.

The field was dyed red with blood. Most of the dead were rebels. Now it could be confirmed that they were all Tangs.

Ye Hongyu's face was slightly cold.

The Great Divine Priest of Revelation had a very complicated expression. He looked at the people of the Academy at the exit of the Verdant Canyon in the distance and said, "This is really an unexpected situation."

Second Brother looked calm. Even if hundreds of Tangs were killed in the enemy camp, he was still calm. He said, "For thousands of years, your Haotian Taoism has buried countless people in the Tang Empire. Naturally, the Tang Empire has also hidden countless people in the West-Hill and other countries."

The Great Divine Priest of Revelation said, "These people are either from the Imperial Center Administration, the secret guards, or the Southern Gate Temple. They don't know each other. How did you contact them in advance and set up this trap?"

Second Brother said, "There is no need to contact them in advance or organize them. They know that they are Tangs and they have a plan. They know that today's battle is the key to the survival of the Tang Empire."

"I said the Tangs will do it."

"They will do it."

"They are like the Verdant Canyon, the accumulation of the Tang Empire for thousands of years."

"They exchanged 20,000 cavalrymen and three Divine Talisman Masters. That's enough."

"Although they are all dead, they are worth it."

It was a very calm sentence, but it was as hard, cold, and spectacular as the assassination that had just ended.

"Now the situation is simple. If you want to pass through the Verdant Canyon, you have to defeat me."

Second Brother said calmly and then opened his arms.

Seventh Sister walked behind him and untied his coat, revealing the close-fitting plain clothes.

Beigong Weiyang carried his zither and Ximen Buhuo carried his bamboo flute. They walked to Second Brother's side and helped Sixth Brother put on the heavy armor carefully.

Fourth Brother looked at the complicated lines on the sand table and said, "Senior Brother may die."

Second Brother's expression did not change. He said, "Everyone will die."

Fourth Brother looked at the changing lines on the sand table and said, "He may not die."

Seventh Sister held Second Brother's coat and glared at him. She said, "Senior Brother is wearing your strongest armor. How could he die?"

The Fourth Brother was a bit sad and said, "Xu Shi is wearing the armor made by me and the Sixth Brother."

Seventh Sister said anxiously, "At this time, don't you know how to say something auspicious?"

Fourth Brother said calmly, "This is the secret of Heaven." Seventh Sister said, "Do you still believe in Heaven?"

Fourth Brother was silent for a moment and then laughed. He reached out to brush off the lines on the sand table.

Sixth Brother tidied up the details of Second Brother's armor.

Ximen Buhuo looked at Beigong Weiyang and said, "Senior Brother, I usually play the zither and you play the bamboo flute. Why is it the other way around today?"

Beigong Weiyang said, "The zither is a sacred object. I am the Senior Brother, so of course I should play it."

Ximen Buhuo sighed and raised the bamboo flute to play. The sound of sobbing gradually rose.

Seventh Sister was really angry this time. "Who are you playing mourning music for?"

Ximen Buhuo's expression suddenly changed and he quickly changed the tune.

Beigong Weiyang sat on the ground and began to play the zither.

The elegant music gradually rose. It was neutral and peaceful, with a magnificent mind and the bearing of the sea.

In the sound of the zither and bamboo flute, Second Brother in armor walked forward with a heroic spirit.

He held the iron sword in his hand and pointed to the hundreds of thousands of enemies in the south.

"Come and fight!"





(Note 1: These two paragraphs are copied from the chapter in the third volume. Note 2: The appearance is the most important. This is what I wanted to say. I was so confused that I forgot an important role.) Note 3: This is the last chapter for this year and for today. I wish everyone a Happy New Year in advance. I really can't write anymore. I've said countless truths in my life, and countless lies that seem like the truth. But none of them are as sincere and truthful as this one. Thank you everyone for your love over the years. If you can still sit still and not talk nonsense later, then there will be a separate chapter. It will run through to the end, from the beginning to the end of the year. The last forty minutes will require a monthly vote!) (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it and vote for it. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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