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Chapter 702 Siege

Chapter 702 Attack the City

Yang Wenping's face looked ugly. He thought he would lose. After all, the gap between the two sides was here, but Yang Wenping did not expect that he would lose so badly.

One hundred thousand monks, and all of them were cultivators of the celestial immortal level, were killed by the other party for half a day, and the remaining 50,000 monks were even chased like a prodigal dog!

It’s not that Yang Wenping couldn’t accept the failure. After all, from the moment the two sides started a war, Yang Wenping knew that he must have lost head-on, but Yang Wenping did not expect that he would lose so much.

Half of the monks were lost in just half a day. You should know that this is a 50,000 celestial immortal cultivator, not 50,000 pigs. Even if you don’t attack and only defend, you shouldn’t lose such a huge amount.

Seeing that he was winning a great victory and was about to enter the hundreds of thousands of demon clans in Tianxuan City, Yang Wenping felt distressed and a hint of decisiveness flashed in his eyes. The next moment, with Yang Wenping's order, nearly 20,000 cultivators who failed to retreat to Tianxuan City were left outside the city gate.

This made Ye Qingshan look up to Yang Wenping.

In the eyes of normal people, Yang Wenping's approach is very stupid.

He agreed to let the 100,000 monks go out, and now he cut off the lives of the 20,000 monks. After a while, the 100,000 monks who could have faced the challenge in Tianxuan City lost 70% in vain.

But Ye Qingshan doesn't think so. If Yang Wenping disagrees with the 100,000 monks leaving the city, it is very likely that what is waiting for Yang Wenping next will be the rebellion from the 100,000 monks.

This is a group of people who cannot see hope. War is their only hope. Even if Yang Wenping explained to these people that it is not suitable to confront them head-on, these monks will not agree. Since no matter what, the final result will not change, why did Yang Wenping and these monks talk so much about it?

Secondly, the city gate is closed very decisively. Tianxuan City cannot enter the demon clan, and even a demon clan cannot enter!

As long as Tianxuan City does not enter the demon clan, it means that Tianxuan City is still safe at this moment. Even if the army of 100,000 cultivators is defeated, Tianxuan City still has tens of millions of people, and it will not have much impact after all.

But if a demon tribe kills in Tianxuan City, it means that the city-sharing formation in Tianxuan City is no longer safe. Because of the war, everyone's emotions will be very unstable. If the last little reliance is gone, Xuancheng will be really finished that day.

Besides, there is a saying that it is said that these 30,000 monks who survived from death are much worse than the hundreds of thousands of demon kings outside the city, but after a war baptism, coupled with the current situation in Tianxuan City, in a sense, the power that these 30,000 monks can exert is even stronger than the previous ones.

As the city gate was closed and the 20,000 monks left outside the city were completely desperate at this moment. Faced with more than ten times the enemy, the fear and despair in their hearts reached their peak.

Some of them slapped the city gate angrily, some of them begged to look at Yang Wenping standing on the city gate, and then rushed towards the bloodthirsty demon clan in despair.

Each monk has different reactions, but their endings are the same.

The 30,000 monks in the city gate, when they saw the city gate being closed, became relieved, but the city gate, which had no feelings in the past, was now extremely solid and reliable in the eyes of these 30,000 monks.

But soon, their mentality changed again, because they heard the wailing of their comrades, smelled the strong smell of blood, and the sound of eating from the biting of the demon clan.

The group of monks who were passionate about turning over through military merits were now all looking ugly. Now they finally realized how immature and ridiculous their ideas were.

But at the same time, they also discovered a problem, that is, if Tianxuan City was broken, their fate would not be much better than those monks outside the city.

So in general, if the tragic losses of the 70,000 monks are ignored, everything that happens in front of you is actually carried out according to Yang Wenping's idea.

Whether or not you can defend Tianxuan City depends on Ye Qingshan’s formation level!

In other words, in Yang Wenping's plan, the war was truly beginning at this moment, and the 100,000 monks before were just temptations.

As if he knew Yang Wenping’s intention, the Dark King, who had been watching the show, stood up from his seat at this moment. His body was ten feet tall and looked like a little giant. His sturdy and burly body was wearing a black scale iron armor of the second-rate magic weapon level.

In his hand, he was a giant slashing sabre that was triple-dimensional. To be honest, this kind of weapon can only be used by the demon race, and it still requires the kind of talented demon race to use this weapon flexibly.

If it were humans, even if they could handle it, they would never be able to use it so easily!

With his muscles and bones moving, a terrible power rose in the body of this dark demon king who looked like a little giant. He carried the giant slashing sabre on his shoulders. The dark demon king's cold eyes stared at Yang Wenping standing on the wall of Tianxuan City.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the serrated steel teeth that looked like sharp knives made the smile look extremely ferocious!

The next moment, the Dark King jumped, and with a burst of arrogant laughter, he rushed towards the walls of Tianxuan City with two thick thighs.

As a demon clan, the behavior of the Dark King is really violent, and his body, like a little giant, rushed up with a giant slashing sword on his back.

All the people who blocked the Dark King's path along the way, whether it was the human race or the demon race, were either trampled to death or slashed in half with one knife.

The earth trembled wildly. Under the terrifying power of the Dark King, the earth seemed to be playing a drum. It was like a rapid drum beat. The Dark King instantly crossed the flat ground and jumped on the edge of the moat!

"boom!"

With a heavy blow! A 100-meter-diameter pit was added to the earth instantly, turning into a black meteor. He held the giant slashing sword in both hands. The black devil laughed wildly, and slashed Mount Hua with a force, as if Pangu had created the world. The giant slashing sword fell heavily!

Who is he? Dark King! The most terrifying monster in this area of ​​water around him!

His own strength is enough to conquer this city. Moreover, with the help of the inside, he has long known the flaws of the Tianxuan City formation, so the Dark King is full of confidence at this moment.

He seemed to have seen the terrified eyes of tens of millions of people inside the city walls that had broken the city moat formation.

But the next moment, when his giant slashing sword that reached the level of a second-rate magic weapon was slashed on the wall of the city wall, the Black Demon King seemed to hear a roar of a Qilin in his ear.

Then a dazzling golden light flashed across the black city wall, and the entire city suddenly turned into a golden city at this moment!

The giant slashing saber stopped on the surface of the city wall. The dark devil's face froze at this moment, and he looked in the direction of the city lord with a shock!

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