Etiquette is the principle.
Second Senior Brother valued etiquette, so he was reasonable. Although he was strict and solemn, it did not hinder his understanding of the situation. Thousands of sword marks fell from the sky and surrounded him, forming a dense Confinement. His gaze had already seen through the Divine Array and landed on Ye Hongyu's Robe of Judgment. He had seen through her hidden intentions.
Everything was within the plan of the West-Hill Divine Palace.
To be more precise, it was all within Ye Hongyu's calculations. Whether it was the arrogant Jun Mo or the calm Jun Mo, they would both choose to use their swords to defeat her.
Thus, she succeeded in delaying Jun Mo's attack for a moment.
After a short moment, the myriad of sword lights had formed a cage, and even if Jun Mo wanted to change his move, it was already impossible.
She attacked with ten thousand swords, but it was the Sword of No Return. She took the initiative to cater to the opponent's thoughts and opportunities, and had the ability to turn the design into reality. The process of starting the battle could be said to be perfect.
She abandoned the pride and dignity of the Great Divine Priest of West-Hill and sought the first opportunity with the intention of seeking defeat. Then even Second Brother had to be imprisoned by thousands of sword lights for a while.
The plains began to shake, and thunderous hoofbeats came from outside the sword curtain. Vaguely, one could see countless armored cavalrymen charging out of the allied camp, their momentum shaking the heavens!
The cavalry of the Divine Hall Coalition Army surged towards the exit of the Verdant Canyon like a tide.
This was the fiercest attack by the West-Hill Divine Palace Coalition Army since the beginning of the Battle of Verdant Canyon. Now that Second Brother was trapped in the Confinement Array, could the zither and flute in the Verdant Canyon still be as powerful as before?
Under the canopy at the exit of the Verdant Canyon, Beigong Weiyang and Ximen Buhuo quietly looked at the zither and flute in front of them. As they listened to the sound of hoofbeats, they slowly placed their hands on the strings or held the flutes.
Beigong Weiyang's fingertips trembled slightly, and the faint sound of a zither left the string like an arrow.
Ximen Buhuo's body leaned forward slightly, and a dark flute sound came out of the pipe like water.
At this moment, an aged voice resounded through the plains.
The voice passed through the field and came to the exit of the Verdant Canyon.
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In the military camp in the south of the plains, the veil of the divine chariot fluttered slightly.
An old voice rang out from the divine chariot. It was filled with a sacred and solemn aura that made people feel reverence.
"In the wilderness, preparing to depart. Anyone who wants to go will be able to go …"
More than ten red-robed God Officials with profound realms sat cross-legged around the divine carriage. They calmed their minds and listened to the voice coming from the divine carriage. Then, they repeated their prayers. The voice didn't stop.
In the divine chariot, the Great Divine Priest of Revelation looked at the scripture in front of his knees with an indifferent expression. He continued, "The seeds in the field are the food that Haotian gave to the people. The voice in the valley is the call of Haotian through the wind. March to the Fallen Land. Whatever Haotian told the believers, you must do it."
More than ten red-robed priests devoutly repeated the scripture.
The Great Divine Priest of Revelation continued, "Those who use their voices to confuse people's minds and summon for Haotian are all sinners. Together with the remaining sinners, they will be punished by Haotian's fury."
The voices of the red-robed Divine Officials outside the divine carriage became more and more uniform and cold.
"… You will suffer the punishment of Hao Tian's wrath."
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As soon as a few sounds came from the zither and a short piece of music flowed from the flute, it was interrupted by the old voice that magically appeared in the Verdant Canyon.
The Academy disciples were well-read. After hearing a few words, they recognized that it was the sentence of punishment in the covenant of the West-Hill Sect. Fourth Brother's expression changed dramatically. He picked up the sand table in his hand and was ready to stir up the sand to disrupt the teaching.
However, Haotian's teaching did not appear in detail. The voice of the Great West-Hill Divine Palace did not have a specific shape either. Nothing could interrupt the old voice except the voice itself.
Beigong Weiyang's face suddenly turned pale. There was fear in his eyes. His arms trembled uncontrollably, and several strings on the zither broke.
Ximen Buhuo's state was slightly lower, so he seemed to be in more pain. He groaned and blood flowed from his lips into the flute. Then, he fell to the ground.
The cavalry of the West-Hill Divine Palace Coalition Army, who were charging toward the Verdant Canyon, also heard the solemn teaching. They were not affected at all. Instead, they became even more fearless.
The tide formed by the cavalry seemed to have encountered a hurricane. They sped up again and headed straight for the Verdant Canyon.
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When the teaching began to echo in the field, Second Brother had already confirmed that it was the Great Divine Priest of Revelation's doing.
The battle of the Verdant Canyon had been going on for a long time. The two bigwigs of the West-Hill Divine Palace had never really fought. He did not expect that the two Great Divine Priests of West-Hill would fight at the same time.
Second Brother's expression became more and more solemn.
As powerful and proud as he was, he did not dare to say that he could face two Great Divine Priests of West-Hill alone. More importantly, the battle of the Verdant Canyon was not a battle between powerhouses. It was an attack and defense between armies.
At this moment, he was waving his iron sword and chopping at the Confinement that was formed by thousands of sword lights.
Every time the iron sword fell, dozens or even hundreds of sword lights would shatter and disappear. If he was given more time, he could easily break the Confinement and defeat Ye Hongyu.
However, the cavalry had already arrived. The sound of the zither and flute had stopped. If he still focused on the Confinement, his Junior Brothers and Sisters in the Verdant Canyon would definitely be crushed by the cavalry.
He could not allow that to happen.
He could not afford to waste any more time in the Confinement Array. He had to break the array as soon as possible.
However, no matter how powerful he was, how could he break the Confinement in an instant? No matter how powerful the iron sword in his hand was, how could it instantly break the sword curtain formed by thousands of sword lights?
So he withdrew his iron sword.
He no longer tried to use the iron sword to break the Confinement.
He looked at Ye Hongyu outside the sword curtain and remained silent. He withdrew all of his aura into his body.
At this moment, he was no longer the arrogant Jun Mo with the unparalleled sword style.
He was just an ordinary person.
Ye Hongyu immediately realized what he was going to do. Her expression suddenly froze.
The Confinement that fell from the sky was formed by tens of thousands of sword lights. It was a marvelous and powerful array. However, the sword lights still carried their own sword style.
When Second Brother withdrew all his aura and lowered the iron sword in his hand, no longer contending against the Confinement Formation, the sword curtain formed by tens of thousands of sword lights suddenly collapsed toward the center and pierced his body!
He wanted to use his own body to resist the tens of thousands of sword lights.
Only in this way could he escape from the Confinement in the shortest time possible.
However, even powerhouses of the Devil's Doctrine like Tang or Xiahou would end up in a miserable state if they tried to resist Ye Hongyu's thousands of sword lights with their bodies. Second Brother's body was just that of an ordinary person. How could he resist it?
With the collapse of the Confinement and the arrival of tens of thousands of sword lights, the magnificent fireworks on the shiny armor suddenly became denser and brighter, as if it would be ignited in the next moment.
In a very short time, the armor on Second Brother's body released countless talisman intents, which collided with the countless sword lights coming from the sky and stirred up countless terrifying turbulences of the Qi of Heaven and Earth.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The tens of thousands of sword lights fell on the surface of the armor, making extremely dense sounds of friction and cutting. Occasionally, there was a slight roar like a tiny thunder and lightning. It was extremely terrifying.
The ground under Second Brother's feet suddenly sank, and more than ten pieces of gravel were torn into powder. As for the grass that was stained with blood, it had already turned into flying ash and disappeared.
The armor that covered his whole body shot out countless blazing rays of light. His whole body seemed to be burning, and no one could see clearly what was going on in the flames.
The next moment, the wide and straight iron sword reappeared in everyone's sight.
The iron sword cut through the countless sword lights and the friction flames on the surface of the armor, cut through the chilling air in the Wilderness, cut through the whistling wind, and fell on Ye Hongyu's face.
As the iron sword waved out, Second Brother's figure also appeared from the flames.
He did not move forward.
Instead, he took a step back.
Since the beginning of the battle, no matter how many enemies he faced, he had never taken a step back.
Now he finally took a step back.
He did not take a step back because there was no way out.
He took a step back because the Younger Brothers and Sisters at the exit of the Verdant Canyon behind him needed his protection.
The cavalry of the West-Hill Divine Palace Coalition Army had already arrived in front of him.
Second Brother looked up, raised his sword, and began to kill again.
There was still no extra emotion on his face.
His movements were as meticulous as ever, without the slightest deviation.
However, the armor had already become charred black and tattered.
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The Divine Robe of Judgment danced in the Wilderness and formed a blood lotus in front of him.
The sword style that came from afar, with the unique chilling intent of the iron sword, destroyed the blood lotus and then disappeared.
Ye Hongyu's face was slightly pale, and blood seeped from the corner of her mouth.
The Confinement Array that she had made with thousands of sword lights had been broken by Jun Mo in such a way.
This was something she had not expected. But there was no shock or disappointment on her face. Instead, there was a calm smile on her face.
She stopped watching the battle at the Verdant Canyon and turned to walk to her divine chariot.
She had achieved her goal.
The main force of the Academy defending the Verdant Canyon was, of course, Jun Mo. But the most troublesome thing for the cavalry was the sound of the zither and the flute. Today's plan of the West-Hill Divine Palace was for her to fight Jun Mo, and then the cavalry to lure out the sound of the zither and the flute. Finally, the Great Divine Priest of Revelation would lead the priests in red to break the sound.
The whole plan had been executed perfectly.
Although Jun Mo had broken out of the Confinement Array earlier than she had expected, she did not care. Because the zither strings were broken, the flute was bleeding, and the two disciples of the Academy were no longer able to fight.
And she believed that although Jun Mo looked fine, he must have been seriously injured.
Because it was her sword.
Her Confinement.
No matter how powerful Jun Mo was, he must have paid a great price to break out of the array in such an unexpected way. Ye Hongyu was very confident about this.
She was most confident about fighting.
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