"Shoot the horses first, capture the thief first, capture the king. All the masters above the Tongxuan Secret Realm will kill Fang Zhuxin with me!" Yan Xiuwen roared angrily.

With a command, the generals who were originally leading the troops to fight rose into the air with Yan Xiuwen and rushed towards Fang Zhuxin.

However, because Yan Xiuwen was prepared, no monks Tongxuan from the left-wing army worship camp brought in. Because most of these monks were from Dashen and were closely related to the Dashen court, they could not rebel with Yan Xiuwen. The masters who followed Yan Xiuwen to kill Fang Zhuxin were all the confidants Yan Xiuwen had cultivated over the years, and each one had no worries and could rebel with Yan Xiuwen without hesitation. However, the number was not large, with less than two hundred people.

There are more Nanyi people, and there are as many as five hundred monks who have risen in the air!

As soon as these people entered the formation, they were shrouded by the six evil spirits. The monks below the fifth level of Tongxuan could not distinguish between the east, south, west and north, and were like a group of headless flies running around. Some even began to display some large-scale powerful magical powers.

Fang Zhuxin's command was not without the escort of the masters in Tongxuan Secret Realm. These masters flew up without Fang Zhuxin's words, and used their magical powers to block the opponent's attack.

A few masters at the fifth and sixth levels of Tongxuan use all their strength to protect the body to ensure that they are not affected by evil spirits and come straight to Fang Zhuxin.

Fang Zhuxin snorted coldly, curled the corner of her mouth, and smiled disdainfully: "I really think this battle formation is a shameless reputation. Zhou Wu was not outstanding at the time, but he was also able to lead the army to kill the enemy. If you could 'capture the king' so easily, Zhou Wu would have failed that year."

Since formations are formations, they can borrow power outside the body. Some formations borrow wind power, some formations borrow power from stars, some formations borrow pure yin power, etc.

Fang Zhuxin’s Tiangang Six Evil Battle Formation borrows the power of more than 500,000 troops forming the battle formation. Even if the more than 500,000 troops are mostly only at the sixth level or seventh level of foundation building, they accumulate a lot!

Fang Zhuxin took off the three scrapped top-grade spirit stones on the array plate and replaced them with new spirit stones. With a thought, a force came from the array plate.

Fang Zhuxin dared not accept this power directly, and took advantage of the situation and beat the power out with one palm. He pushed it back and forth, "The gods and demons in heaven, who meet, will be punished, and the evils retreat, will be invincible, will be invincible, and will be destroyed, and there will be infinite Prajna!"

A huge palm print that seemed to be about to make a fortune flew out and met the masters who flew into the battle formation and wanted to slap Fang Zhuxin.

A master of the fifth level of Tongxuan does not believe in this evil at all. How powerful can a warrior who does not even have the mysterious realm? He rushed over directly with his powerful antibody Gangyuan.

"Bor——" This person was hit by a palm and could not withstand the powerful palm power. The body-protecting energy was instantly broken and his body was even more exploded.

There were more than a dozen such things happening almost at the same time. In other words, more than a dozen cultivators with the fifth level of Tongxuan were blown away by Fang Zhuxin. Even though these cultivators practiced all small magical powers, the cultivation level of Tongxuan's fifth level was also placed here and was blown away by a palm!

Yan Xiuwen and four top masters of Tongxuan level six were also beaten by this palm and vomited blood and flew backwards.

On the Nanyi side, Fang Zhuxin also slapped her with one palm, directly exploding forty cultivators at the fifth level of Tongxuan, and injuring seven masters at the sixth level of Tongxuan.

Yan Xiuwen was beaten out of the battle formation, in a very embarrassing situation. He didn't care about the embarrassment at all, and shouted in disbelief: "How is this possible!" With Yan Xiuwen's pride, he really couldn't tolerate being beaten away by a warrior who only had the peak of foundation building.

Fang Zhuxin, the initiator, was also very surprised. The Tiangang Six Evil Battle Formation was indeed well-known and was a little too powerful. He could actually use this formation to destroy the masters of Tongxuan Fifth Level. Isn’t it a little too exaggerated?

"Don't be surprised. This formation can show its power at the level of Tongxuan Secret Realm, and its power is limited. There are many people and great power, so it is not surprising that I was not besieged by a group of opponents back then, nor would I end up in the same field today." The voice of the old man from Soul came, which made Fang Zhuxin suppress his mood.

The new soul power on the battlefield surged wildly, partly absorbed by the battle formation, partly by the Soul Crystal Stone and Soul Old Man.

Yan Xiuwen and the generals of the Southern Yi were speechless. They also knew that they could not do anything to Fang Zhuxin's vanguard camp with their power alone. At this moment, the murderous aura and evil aura on the battlefield became heavier and heavier, and the scope of the Tiangang Six Evil Battle Formation became wider and wider. Wherever the soldiers passed, corpses were everywhere.

Humiliation, this is the deepest humiliation that Yan Xiuwen has felt in his life. He actually set up a dozen ambush, assembled more than 2 million troops, encircled and suppressed only 500,000 soldiers in the Pioneer Battalion, and was beaten so embarrassed that Yan Xiuwen could never wash away. This is not this what made Yan Xiuwen crazy the most, but the inability to complete the tasks assigned by the sect. Not only did he spend many years in vain, but he could not learn the "Blood River Dafa", but he might also be dealt with by the sect, and his future was bleak!

Without the "Blood River Great Technique", Yan Xiuwen was not confident that he could enter the eighth level of Tongxuan Secret Realm before the end of his life span of two hundred years. In order to make an undercover Dashen, Yan Xiuwen spent too much effort to lead the army to fight, study military tactics, and exchanges of human relationships, and his time to practice was naturally greatly reduced.

In terms of ranking, Yan Xiuwen is the third in the Blood Shadow Sect generation, but his strength is only ranked sixth. This is because the resources he spent several times that of others.

Yan Xiuwen was furious and waved his hand and took out the only high-grade mysterious weapon he had. This mysterious weapon was given by the Blood Shadow Sect. Usually, he used the medium-grade mysterious weapon he got from regular channels, but it was obviously not possible now.

This top-grade mysterious weapon is from the hands of a powerful master of the Dharma-Earth Realm of the Blood Shadow Sect, called the Blood Evil Banner. It can also stir up the evil spirits of heaven and earth for your own use.

Fang Zhuxin controlled the array plate and kept replacing the top-grade spirit stones. Since the battle, it took less than half an hour, but more than forty pieces of the top-grade spirit stones were used.

Yan Xiuwen sacrificed a blood evil banner. Once this banner was sacrificed, the six evil spirits that were stirred within a radius of thirty miles were actually determined by this banner. Then Yan Xiuwen took out a golden talisman.

When Fang Zhuxin suddenly showed his power in the Blood Evil Banner, he looked at Yan Xiuwen and happened to see him take out a golden talisman.

"Be careful, this is a heaven-level spell talisman!" The soul elder reminded in time.

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A little bit of despair.
Chapter completed!