As a result, the subsequent troops waded across the river greatly accelerated. Although they suffered heavy casualties under the bombardment of spirit stone cannons and catapults, and the river water was almost dyed red by blood, they finally stepped onto the land on the other side.

The Yanqiu is less than a hundred feet away from the river bank. The body refiners of the Ziyin Sect who had already reached ashore could see the huge hill in front of them as soon as they looked up. They were immediately energetic. Under Huang Yongxing's shout, they howled and picked up their spears and rushed towards the hill...

At this time, the longbowmen standing behind the hill and lined up in three square formations were taking out sharp arrows from the arrow bag behind them in a uniform manner, putting on the bowstring, and then aiming diagonally above. Under the sunlight, the black arrow tips shone with green light.

"Shoot the arrow!" With Jiang Chen's order, thousands of sharp arrows suddenly rose into the air. They flew into the air like dark clouds, and then drew an arc in the air, making a sharp roar, and flew towards the dense, crowded and huddled into a ball, rushing towards the army of the Corpse Yin Sect that was rushing towards the hills.

"Puchi, puchi, puchi!"

A sound of sharp arrows entering the flesh suddenly sounded around. More than 80% of these sharp arrows were made of refined iron, and 20% were spirit-breaking arrows specifically used for Qi Refining cultivators, which could penetrate the spiritual shield of Qi Refining cultivators. This is also the only weapon that physical refiners can kill monks of the same level at a long distance. And in this condescending terrain, with the convenience of a smooth wind, Jiang Chen naturally had to take this advantage to the limit.

The soldiers of the Zi Yin Sect kept dying in screams. Both the body refiners and the Qi Refining Cultivators paid a heavy price. At the same time, the stone catapults also began to throw stones to the shore, smashing the monks and body refiners of the Zi Yin Sect to cry for their parents. The corpses on the river bank were almost piled up like mountains.

"Counterattack! Counterattack me! We also have bows and arrows, shoot them back!" Huang Yongxing howled loudly.

With the strength of his Jindan stage monk, he did not withdraw these spirit-breaking arrows. While ordering a counterattack, he personally flew into the air with more than 20 Foundation Establishment stage monks and flew towards the hills, trying to kill the archers of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

"Hurry! Point the spirit stone cannon at the enemy in the sky to bombard it!" Seeing this, Bu Zheng quickly ordered the gunners he commanded to point the barrel upwards.

A group of Qi Refining Gunners aimed their guns at the monks of the Corpse Yin Sect flying from the horizon, and then quickly opened fire. Suddenly, seven or eight Foundation Establishment Cultivators were hit. They were blown into several pieces in the air, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

However, among them, there were Jindan stage monks like Huang Yongxing. After he used his defensive magic weapon, he blocked most of the spirit stone shells that attacked him.

After a moment, this large group of monks had landed on the hill, only a few feet away from the positions of the spirit stone cannons and trenchers.

"Let everyone release the corpse and kill it for me!" Huang Yongxing breathed a sigh of relief when he finally landed safely, and immediately ordered.

These corpse Yin Sect cultivators who came from attack were very strong, and each of them carried seven or eight corpses, and most of these corpses were at the level of ghost generals, which increased their strength several times.

In a moment, many of the cultivators of the Heavenly Demon Sect who controlled the spirit stone cannons and trenchers were killed by them. The attack power of the spirit stone cannons and trenchers suddenly weakened.

Seeing this, Jiang Chen immediately pulled out the soul-breaking sword that had just been refined and said coldly: "Wan Liang, go! Let's intercept these people!"

"Senior Brother Jiang, do you want to notify Miss Shui to start the actuation?" Wan Liang asked nervously.

Jiang Chen glanced at the river bank, hesitated for a moment, but shook his head and said, "It's not yet time. There are not enough enemies in the middle of the river and across the river. When they accumulate more than 100,000 people, send a signal!"

After hearing this, Wan Liang nodded, then shouted loudly, drew out his long sword, followed Jiang Chen and rushed over.

Those who rushed up with them were more than 20 foundation-building cultivators from the Tianmo Sect. Jiang Chen intercepted Huang Yongxing, while Wan Liang and others fought against the monks flying over from the Ziyin Sect one by one, and finally temporarily resolved the crisis on the hill.

At this moment, more than 50,000 vanguard troops of the Ziyin Sect had all crossed the river and started charging towards the salt hill. However, what they never expected was that the enemy had set up countless traps on the salt hill. When they stepped on the land of the salt hill, they either encountered iron nails, poisonous stings, or a pit, and there were often some caltrops inside, piercing the feet of the first people who rushed up the hill.

These buried traps are all spiritual things, and even the cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage could not detect them. So they could only use weapons to thrust heavily into the ground to see if there were any traps. Only after confirming that there were no buried iron nails or stings or other things, they dared to continue crawling upwards, but in this way, the speed of moving forward was much slower.

The archers commanded by Bu Zheng naturally would not miss this opportunity and poured rows of sharp arrows onto the heads of the army of the Ziyin Sect like raindrops. Although the accuracy was greatly affected because of the distance, for the soldiers of the Ziyin Sect who stood tightly and stood densely, these overwhelming sharp arrows were also quite fatal. In a moment, many of the army attacking the hills were shot to death.

Later, Ma Guoqiang came up with an idea and ordered all the shields to be concentrated and handed over to the soldiers charging ahead to resist the enemy's attack of sharp arrows. As a result, it was effective. The assault troops of the Ziyin Sect dropped a lot of casualties and advanced much faster.

Seeing that the attack was smoother, Ma Guoqiang felt relieved, so he led more than 100,000 follow-up troops to cross the river one after another.

However, because the salt hill was too close to the river bank, and the vanguard troops were still in a large number of land between the shore and the salt hill, his follow-up troops naturally could not get ashore quickly. Half of them were crowded in the shallow river bed, while the other half were still staying on the river bank on their own, waiting in line to cross the river. The river bank was also in a mess, loud and scolding.

At the top of the hill, after fighting with Jiang Chen, Huang Yongxing discovered that Jiang Chen could kill Mu Tiezhu and Yan Nannan, who were a Jindan cultivator with his mid-stage foundation building, was really not a lie about military information. Not only did this person's magical powers far surpass those of cultivators of the same level, but his spiritual sense was also extremely powerful. The black soul-breaking sword in his hand was definitely of a comparable texture to ordinary magic weapons, and his magic iron serpent could not break it.

If this is the case alone, Huang Yongxing would have the confidence to kill Jiang Chen. After all, his spiritual sense, cultivation, and magical powers are above Jiang Chen. But the problem is that Jiang Chen also has a psychic zombie of the first-level ghost coach to help. This psychic zombie looks like a soft and beautiful woman, with purple hair and silver eyes, and a hundred ghost banners and blood bones in his hand, which is completely comparable to an ordinary early-stage Jindan cultivator.

Huang Yongxing was also shocked and had to sacrifice his five corpses together to finally block the psychic zombie. But in this way, his dream of ending the battle quickly and winning the first skill was shattered.

He took the time to look back and saw that Ma Guoqiang had already crossed the river with his own troops, and he was even more anxious. Although after Ma Guoqiang crossed the river, he would be able to easily capture Yanqiu, kill or capture Jiang Chen, but his contribution would be halfway. At that time, he wanted to defeat Yan Nannan's dream of being the Great Elder after Yan Nannan's death, but he would have some twists and turns.

"Jiang Chen! You can surrender! My army of the Siren Yin Sect has broken through your Xianyuan River defense line, and the Yanqiu Ferry has been lost. Instead of surviving on this Yanqiu and resisting to the end, it is better to surrender Huang. Although you have killed the sister of the sect leader, our sect leader Yan Nantian is a magnanimous person. As long as Jiang Chen, you are willing to order the entire army to surrender, Huang can guarantee that he will not hurt your life!" Huang Yongxing persuaded tirelessly.

Jiang Chengen didn't believe his nonsense. After he killed Yan Nannan, he never thought that Yan Nantian would let him go. Unless Yan Nantian said this personally and made a vow of inner demons. Huang Yongxing was just the fourth elder of the Corpse Yin Sect. He would not say whether he could believe it or not. Even if he could believe it, what would Yan Nantian do not admit it later?

Moreover, according to his plan, it is entirely possible to defeat the army of the Ziyin Sect, and there is no need to be a vain with the enemy.

Jiang Chen then looked at the situation by the river and saw that half of the army of the Si Yin Sect had already reached the river and climbed to the shore of his own side, and was queuing in a mess. Some pioneers had even rushed to the middle of the mountain and began to shoot at the soldiers of the Tianmo Sect by arrows.

At this time, Fang smiled slightly, took out a small bamboo tube in his hand and said, "Huang Yongxing, it will be not too late to persuade him to surrender when you can resist this wave of attacks!"

After saying that, Jiang Chen bent his fingers, and the small bamboo tube immediately flew into the sky like a rocket, and then exploded in the air, spewing out countless bright and dazzling brilliance. The brilliant fireworks can be seen throughout the salt hill ferry and dozens of miles around.

Huang Yongxing was stunned for a moment, and his body involuntarily took a few steps back, thinking to himself whether Jiang Chen had another ambush?
Chapter completed!