Hui Tianyu and Li Mu followed the gaze of the old man in black.
They saw that the Daming Palace in the center of the city was shining.
The old man in black looked solemn. "I deserve to die for disturbing Your Majesty's cultivation."
He turned to look outside the city.
"Your Majesty, please wait a moment. I'll deal with these ants right away."
"No need."
In the Daming Palace, an ethereal and majestic voice sounded.
The voice was calm and not loud, but it echoed from the bottom of one's heart.
Hui Tianyu and Li Mu were stunned again and at a loss.
The old man in black stood there respectfully with his hands behind his back. "Yes, Your Majesty."
Hui Tianyu and Li Mu were shocked to find that the unfathomable old man in black seemed to show fear at this time.
The old man in black did not move, but the situation outside the city was getting more and more critical.
Du Kun gathered the morale of the army and the murderous aura, and his punches were earth-shattering.
Every time he punched, there was a faint illusory image floating, showing the terrifying scene of thousands of troops charging together.
The illusory army formation attacked together with spears and crossbows. The blood mist scattered by Blood Shadow in the air was immediately shattered and dispersed.
Du Kun used the unique battlefield martial art of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, the Thousand Army Killing Fist, which was the foundation of the country. He had a solid foundation and could change it freely and fiercely.
Led by him, the morale of the Eastern Tang army also soared.
Even though Chang 'an City was majestic in front of them, the Tang Army was fearless and full of the fearless belief of winning the battle.
"You and your accomplices will die."
The Xuanwu General Du Kun's face was as cold as a rock. He looked past Blood Shadow and at the majestic city in the distance.
"This city will be dedicated to my son Yifan. The rebels inside and outside the city will be the meritorious service of the Tang Dynasty soldiers!"
The Tang Army shouted in unison. They even began to ignore the people fleeing outside the city and turned to march toward Chang 'an.
Du Kun punched again with the momentum of thousands of troops galloping.
The illusory army and the real Tang Army seemed to have merged into one at this moment.
The blazing, masculine blood energy was like a sea of fire. Blood Shadow's Blood Phoenix illusion almost didn't dare to get close to it.
As soon as he got close, his body began to emit smoke, as if he was about to be set ablaze.
On the city wall of Chang 'an, the man named Wen Hu and Hui Tianyu were both very anxious.
Just as he was at a loss, Wen Hu's figure suddenly floated up.
The next moment, he turned into a golden light and flew out of the city like a cannonball.
The golden ball of light crashed towards Du Kun like a meteor crashing into the ground!
Amidst the deafening collision, a figure was sent flying backwards in the air.
It was none other than Du Kun, the commander-in-chief of the Tang Army!
The charging Tang Army below had no time to react, and they were still closing in on Chang 'an City.
After a while, everyone's footsteps slowed down. At first, they were confused, then shocked, and finally in an uproar.
Everyone was on high alert. While guarding against the golden light that flew out of Chang 'an City, they also pointed their spears at the sky.
There, the golden light stopped after knocking Du Kun back. Wen Hu's tall figure reappeared.
However, his expression was also full of confusion and shock.
Du Kun narrowed his eyes.
Old Demon Blood Shadow also revealed a surprised expression.
They recognized the newcomer. It was the young martial artist who had led the refugees to break out of the encirclement.
They could see that the other party deliberately concealed his origin and hid part of his strength, but his real strength was definitely not so high.
"What made him reborn?"
A figure immediately appeared in Blood Shadow's mind.
Du Kun's gaze also passed the big man and looked at Chang 'an City.
"Is this your response? Using this boy as a puppet? Stupid and arrogant. "
He raised his hand, clenched his fingers into a fist, and punched forward.
The masculine blood energy condensed into thousands of soldiers and horses again.
This time, the illusory army began to change its formation. It spread out layer by layer, like a tiger roaring at a mountain.
The Killing Fist of a Thousand Armies evolved into the Tiger Roaring Formation, and the murderous aura reached a higher level.
As Du Kun gave the order, his deputy generals and the captains of the battalions immediately took action and commanded the army to change its formation.
The whole army was in sync and cooperated with Du Kun, the commander, as if they were one.
"You're hiding behind me and playing tricks. I'll catch you!"
Du Kun first waved his hand, intending to sweep away the enemies in front of him and then rush straight to Chang 'an City.
To catch bandits, you must first catch the leader …
Halfway through the thought, he suddenly froze.
Because he failed to sweep away Wen Hu in front of him with a wave of his hand.
The other party raised his hand and easily blocked his blow. His tall body stood firmly in the air, motionless.
On the contrary, Du Kun was shocked and numbed in half of his body, and he fell back again.
The momentum of rushing to Chang 'an City was directly strangled in the bud.
Wen Hu was even more shocked than Du Kun.
He felt that at this moment, his body no longer belonged to him.
The big man watched himself raise his hand and clench his fist, as if he were watching someone else's action.
Then, he looked at himself as he threw a punch straight out.
This fist pierced through the illusory army in front of him, as if it had punched through a painting.
The image of the army condensed by Du Kun's qi and blood was like a reflection in the water, raising ripples and trembling constantly.
After Wen Hu's fist passed through, a fierce wind turned into a storm, sweeping across Du Kun's army.
His fist collided with Du Kun's fist head-on.
Du Kun's pupils suddenly contracted.
His right fist was fractured in succession, and in an instant, it was a bloody mess.
He didn't even have time to feel the pain before the other party's fist continued to move forward and hit his chest.
Du Kun almost subconsciously raised his other hand to block in front of his chest.
But it was completely useless.
The next moment, his whole body flew backward in the air.
Wen Hu, who had punched, was also shocked.
The Tang Army below shouted loudly, including many martial artists of the Xuanwu Middle Army. They all drew their bows and aimed at Wen Hu.
A series of arrows flew toward Wen Hu like a storm.
Wen Hu was ready to dodge, but his body didn't stop moving.
He stared at his own continuous punches, dumbfounded.
Every punch was like a thunderclap, exploding the space in front of him.
A series of thunders rang out, and the storm of arrows that were coming at them were all blown away.
Everyone looked over in horror and saw that behind Wen Hu, there seemed to be a taller figure looming, like a god.
In the distance, above Chang 'an City, an identical figure seemed to be suspended, covering the world.
Shrouded by the figure of the god, the refugees who had fled like frightened prey suddenly became energetic.
They suddenly counterattacked and attacked the Tang Army.
The situation of the two sides was reversed in an instant.
The Tang Army didn't expect that the starving people, who were panicked and weak and had no fighting capacity a moment ago, would become fiercer than the martial artists of the Xuanwu Middle Army. In an instant, many of them were killed.
They wanted to stabilize the situation and counterattack, but they saw that the people who had entered the city also rushed out of Chang 'an and launched a counterattack.
These people seemed to be protected by the gods and Buddhas. They ignored the rain of arrows and quickly rushed into the Tang Army.
Many people were at a loss, and there was even fear of the army on their faces.
But then, they saw that the Armored Butcher who had chased them just now could no longer hurt them.
They saw that the Armored Butcher was knocked down and killed by the emaciated people in ragged clothes.
They looked at the Grim Reaper with panic and fear at this moment.
The mentality of the refugees had changed.
Their hatred and anger began to emerge.
Their eyes were full of vigor.
The first person shouted.
"Chang 'an!"
Then people shouted one after another.
"Chang 'an! Chang 'an! "
In the end, all the people's voices gathered together, and the torrent of the crowd broke the Eastern Tang army's formation.
What made the morale of the Tang Army collapse even more was their former pillar.
In the air, Wen Hu swept away the rain of arrows.
Then, before he could decide what to do next, he found that he had already punched Du Kun a second time and knocked him to the ground.
In Chang 'an City, in the Daming Palace, Zhang Dongyun leaned back in his chair calmly.
He leaned on the armrest of the chair and supported his chin with one hand.
He raised the other hand, stretched out his index finger, and gently pointed down in the air.
In the air outside the city, Wen Hu swooped down quickly with a shocked look and caught up with the falling Du Kun.
Then, under Du Kun's incredulous gaze, Wen Hu stomped on his chest with both feet.
He stepped on him and landed on the ground.
A huge pit appeared on the ground!
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