Chapter 662

Bam!

With a sweep of his arm, his fist landed on the side of the White Emperor's face. Amidst the blast of the explosion, the White Emperor was sent tumbling away.

He did not lose control of his body because of the punch. He flipped in the air and adjusted his posture. After landing, his four hooves plowed through the ground and slid back a short distance, stabilizing his declining momentum.

"Pfft …"

The White Emperor spat out a bloody fang. At that moment, his eyeball had just healed. He looked down at the broken fang, then looked up in disbelief at the three-meter-tall burly human.

This punch had caused him a burning pain and minor flesh wound. For a descendant of gods and devils with a strong body, such a small injury was completely negligible.

However, the shock in the White Emperor's eyes was like a surging tide.

"This is impossible. How can you have such power?"

Generally speaking, Potential Outburst could only bring a momentary increase in power. It was already not easy to maintain it for a short period of time.

But in the White Emperor's perception, Xu Qi 'an's power had increased and stabilized.

What did this mean?

It was ridiculous!

A cultivator's power was accumulated step by step. Early stage Second Rank was early stage Second Rank. There was no reason for him to become stronger the more he fought. Where did this power come from?

This completely defied common sense.

The White Emperor had lived for countless years. From ancient times until now, he had never seen something so ridiculous.

If it could be done like this, then what was the point of cultivation?

This kid still hadn't reached the first rank, but compared to before, he was a lot stronger.

The White Emperor began to worry when this increase would end.

Xu Qi 'an spread his fingers. His broken finger bones quickly healed, and his bloody fist healed in an instant.

Upon seeing this, Luo Yuheng felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders, and his entire body went limp. He felt as if he was overly tense, and his limbs felt weak.

"I told you that he was not in the right state during the battle in Xun Province. The more he fought, the stronger he became …" Azuro felt relieved.

The Jinlian Taoist priest and Zhao Shou immediately relaxed. This way, they could still fight.

In particular, the Jinlian Taoist priest had mixed feelings. During the battle in Xun Province, he was in a hurry to refine the Black Lotus and did not participate, so he did not know much about Xu Qi 'an's power.

Only today did he realize that this kid's power had reached this level.

Galo Tree's face darkened. What path Xu Qi 'an comprehended when he was at the second rank was still a mystery.

It was also a huge uncertainty.

The only consolation was that, just as the White Emperor had thought, the power of a cultivator had to be accumulated step by step. There should be a limit to getting stronger the more one fought.

It was most likely not of one rank.

As long as it was below Rank-1, it would not be a big problem.

Xu Qi 'an looked to the south, in the direction of Yongzhou. He took a deep breath and smiled.

"I'm done warming up. The three of you, can you still hold on?"

Hearing that, Asura spat out a mouthful of blood foam and sneered, "Pfft!

"I can fight for a month, let alone thirteen days."

Zhao Shou smiled.

"If the Supervisor had not used up most of the power of the Confucian crown and carving knife, I would have sent Galo Tree back to the Western Regions."

The Jinlian Taoist priest squinted at him and thought, "This scholar eats garlic every day. How arrogant."

"The Taoist Dharma Form is connected with the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and its magic power is as deep as the sea. It is not afraid of a protracted battle."

As the strongest in the nine provinces, physical strength and magic power had never been a problem.

The only problem was whether Xu Qi 'an could hold on. It seemed that this kid could last longer than everyone thought.

The three of them were very confident.

Xu Qi 'an looked south again. It was the second time.

Dean Zhao Shou said softly,

"You are the backbone of Daibun and the faith of the soldiers. As long as you are alive, the faith of Daibun will not fall!"

Xu Qi 'an looked away and exhaled.

"A man's heart is made of iron. Watch me …"

He took the initiative to meet the White Emperor like a fearless warrior.

Watch me mend the sky with one hand.

…

In Tenzō, in the Fairy Mountain surrounded by clouds and mist.

The Frozen End Progenitor and Taoist Priest Xuan Cheng arrived at the Celestial Worthy Hall at the top of the cliff, one riding an Immortal Crane and the other riding a sword.

The white-haired Tianzun sat cross-legged on the lotus throne, his body bent and his head lowered.

"Greetings, Tianzun!"

The two Taoist Yang Gods bowed to him expressionlessly.

"I foresee the death of the Saintess. Go to Yongzhou and bring them back."

Tianzun's voice echoed in the hall.

The Frozen End Progenitor and Taoist Priest Xuancheng looked at each other and said emotionlessly,

"Yes, Tianzun!"

Tianzun's ethereal and emotionless voice echoed again.

"The Great Tribulation is coming. After the battle between Heaven and Man, Tenzō will seal the mountain and cut off contact with the outside world. Before that, you are not allowed to participate in mortal affairs and do not provoke karma.

"Otherwise, you will all be expelled from Tenzō."

The Frozen End Progenitor and Taoist Priest Xuancheng knew that Tianzun was warning them not to get involved in the war of the Central Plains for anyone or anything.

Last time when they were looking for Li Lingsu in Yongzhou, they fell into Xu Qi 'an's trap and were forced to defend him against the Buddhist Vajra.

"I understand!"

The two Yang Gods left the Tianzun Hall.

…

In the courtyard of the magistrate of Xunzhou.

An armored soldier held an intelligence report in his hand and strode into the hall. He bowed and said,

"Administrative Envoy, there's an urgent military situation."

Yang Gong was discussing matters with his advisors. When he heard this, he nodded and said,

He nodded and said, "Bring it to me!"

The armored soldier immediately retreated after handing over the report. He was only responsible for delivering the message and had no right to listen.

Yang Gong unfolded the sealed report and read it carefully. He put it down expressionlessly and said,

"Erlang has sent news that the rebel army of Yunzhou has assembled and is preparing to attack Xunzhou!"

The advisors' expressions changed slightly. They knew that the day had finally come.

Many things had happened during this period of time.

The two armies fought fiercely on the defense line with Xunzhou as the core. There were more than a hundred battles, big and small, big and small.

The entire Yongzhou was like a meat grinder. Tens of thousands of lives were lost.

And in this series of tragic battles, Xu Erlang's reputation rose. He led the cavalry under his command to gallop on the battlefield, achieving victories one after another. He killed the Cloud State's rangers until they threw away their helmets and armor, making great achievements in battle.

The "revolutionary army" that cooperated with him also played a great role.

It could be said that they had made great contributions to the defense of Xunzhou until today.

But the day before yesterday, Li Miaozhen and the others tried to sneak into the Yunzhou Barracks and set fire to the granaries, only to fall into Qi Guangbo's meticulously planned trap.

Fortunately, the leader of this "revolutionary army" was very capable and broke through. Although he was seriously injured, no one was sacrificed.

Yang Gong didn't know the specifics, but he knew that it wouldn't be difficult to deal with Yang Qianhuan's teleportation technique. The rebel army of Yunzhou also had a system of warlocks. Xu Pingfeng must have left behind a magical artifact that could restrain teleportation.

"Eunuch Yang, the Yunzhou Army is coming with great momentum. I'm afraid this battle won't be easy."

An advisor sighed.

The current situation was that after many days of fierce fighting, the defense line had already been smashed to pieces. At present, only Xunzhou remained. If the Yunzhou Army wanted to go north and swallow Yongzhou, they would have to get rid of Xunzhou.

Yang Gong leaned to the side and looked to the north.

"The ones in danger aren't us, but Xu Yinluo and the state preceptor. As long as they don't lose, we'll defend Yongzhou to the death."

Yang Gong said gravely, "Pass down my order. Prepare for battle!"

Li Mubai and the others looked to the north.

They could all die. All of them could die. As long as the tribulation in the north didn't fail, there was hope for Daibun.

There was Daibun's backbone and the faith of the soldiers.

… …

The Yunzhou Barracks.

Inside the military tent, Qi Guangbo stood in front of a sand table. Small red and blue flags were placed in different positions.

The blue flags symbolizing the Daibun army were surrounded by corresponding red flags. If one looked closely, they would realize that Xunzhou was already isolated and without help.

At the very least, no reinforcements would appear for the time being.

Before the battle, the blue chess pieces symbolizing the Daibun army had been inserted into the defensive line, forming a triangle with Xunzhou to help each other.

But now, those flags had been uprooted one by one. Some had been completely wiped out, while others had become stragglers and stragglers, fighting in the wilderness or ambushes.

Of course, the Yunzhou Army had also suffered heavy losses. They had lost one-third of their troops, and eight thousand of their elite soldiers had been killed.

Elite troops were different from miscellaneous troops. Every time they fought, their numbers would decrease. They were all the treasures of Yunzhou.

"The situation is set. Next, it's time to meet the world-famous Recluse Zi Yang."

Qi Guangbo looked down at the sand table, his gaze calm.

This wastrel who didn't do proper work and despised martial arts, was a madman who was only interested in leading troops into battle. Xu Pingfeng had picked him back then because he had a terrifying view of the big picture.

When leading troops into battle, ingenious strategies were always secondary. The ability to lead troops and see the big picture were the necessary abilities for a commander.

Why was Wei Yuan known as the God of War?

It wasn't because of his cultivation, nor was it because of his schemes. It was because he could command hundreds of thousands, or even millions of troops. He had the ability to see the big picture of the entire battlefield.

When both sides' military strength and the number of Transcendents were about the same, such a terrifying commander could easily decide the outcome of the war.

Among the commanders Xu Pingfeng had met, Qi Guangbo was second only to Wei Yuan in terms of talent. He was even better than the king of the Jing Kingdom, Xiahou Yushu.

"Great General, that Xu Xinnian seems to have a scouting-type magical artifact. What if he discovers your trap in advance?"

Yang Chuannan frowned.

Ge Wenxuan smiled.

"He won't be able to sense it before our army has assembled and marched into Xunzhou. Even if he has a scouting artifact, he won't be able to detect it all the time. As for now, it doesn't matter if he notices it. We'll be at the city gates before noon.

"It's too late for the Daibun army to notice it now."

Another general solemnly said.

"The cavalry under Xu Xinnian's command is extremely powerful. They also have the help of the Holy Son and Holy Daughter of Tenzō. If they return to reinforce Xunzhou, they'll bring us no small amount of trouble. "

Qi Guangbo smiled.

"Don't worry about them. Someone will deal with them."

… …

A desolate mountain range was right next to a desolate plain.

Xu Xinnian led seven thousand troops and set up camp by the river at the foot of the mountain.

The cavalry conscientiously washed their horses' noses, hands, feet, and faces. The infantrymen set up stone stoves and brought out iron pots, preparing to boil water and replenish their dried-up waterskins.

"Rest for half an hour and then immediately return to reinforce Xunzhou."

Xu Xinnian turned his head to give an order to Miao Youfang, then looked at Li Miaozhen at his side.

He whispered, "Are your injuries really fine?"

Li Miaozhen's face was rather pale. She shook her head.

"It's fine. With the pills that Yang Qianhuan left me, I'll be completely healed in three days. This small injury won't affect my combat ability. The power of Daoism originates from the primordial spirit. "

Her injuries had been sustained during the ambush the day before yesterday.

At that time, the Yunzhou Army had ambushed them with a large number of experts, including many at the Fourth Stage. Yang Qianhuan's transportation array was restrained by a high-level array of the same system and couldn't be used.

They had only been able to kill their way out thanks to Master Hengy Yuan's Vajra Divine Art, which had blocked most of the damage.

Thus, Master Hengy Yuan's injuries were the heaviest.

Among the members of the Heaven & Earth Society, only Chu Yuanzhen and Li Miaozhen's injuries were light.

The latter brought Li Lingsu and Hengy Yuan back to Yongzhou to treat their injuries.

The Flying Swallow Heroine merged her private army with Xu Erlang's and followed him on his journey.

It was often said that one's personality determined one's fate.