Bang!
It seemed like a water bag filled with water was squeezed and exploded. The dull sound, like thunder, exploded in the hearts of all the spectators.
Many people's hearts trembled.
Yang Yu held his fist and stood upright, looking around the inside and outside the city, and his eyes were silent.
Compared with the magical powers he has seen over the years, the appearance of the magical powers of the earth-shaking seem to be a little worse, but this magical power rooted in the body shell also has an unparalleled advantage.
That is power!
Since this magical power entered the soul, the ribs and tendons were achieved, until now, except for the brief moment after urging the divine bow to the dragon, his physical strength has almost never been exhausted.
For Yan Dongjun, no matter whether it is a master or a grandmaster, the killer move cannot be triggered many times in succession, but for him, it is different.
"Die, Yan Bid is dead!"
On the city wall, many people were killed and the magical powers were triggered, and Jiang Wu was almost exhausted and paralyzed, but when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel shocked.
But the next moment, his face suddenly changed. On top of Yan Dongjun's body, he saw a dark mist, which actually had the face of "Yan Dongjun"?!
ghost?!
He was shocked and couldn't help rubbing his eyes. When he looked again, the black fog had dissipated.
"Pojun Tao Fruit..."
Allowing the purple gold gourd to swallow Yan Dongjun's soul, Yang Yu was shocked, the Gluttony Cauldron trembled slightly, and he actually discovered the breath of Taoist fruit.
Yan Dongjun died, and the Taoist fruit on him was still there?!
Huh ~
Until this moment, the air flow that was emptied by the two people's violent collision turned into a cold wind and rolled back. The robe that was blowing straight, also woke up the trembling soldiers inside and outside the street.
"Lord, lord, lord, dead..."
"Master!"
"Kill him and avenge the Lord's Counsel!"
...
After a brief silence, there was chaos inside and outside Yanzhou City. Some people panicked and retreated, some were shocked, and some were furious and rushed forward with their eyes roars.
Yan Dongjun was a hero who dominated the land and had his own soldiers who were good at fighting and died, but for Yang Yu at this time, it was of no significance.
If there is a battle in the plains and fields, tens of thousands of troops are among tens of thousands of chaotic troops, and he cannot defeat it with his own strength. If there is a divine arm crossbow and an expert entangled in it, it may not be easy to retreat.
But at this time, this is in the city!
After removing all the string-shaking soldiers, he has no taboos!
The Yanzhou city gate is tall enough to allow eight horses to travel together, but the influx of chaos in one go is only dozens or hundreds, and it is impossible to form any military formation.
Facing the riots, he remained calm and he first put away the "Pojun" Daoguo, and then stepped down, and the wind and thunder broke out in the vibration of the long street.
With his martial arts at this time, looking at the northwest, there are only a few rivals between Longyuan and the two paths, so naturally there are not among these chaotic troops.
After Yan Dongjun died, he had no scruples. He found out one by one and killed the dead soldiers who were roaring among the chaos.
The vast majority of soldiers, even if they have swords and weapons in hand, cannot break the horizontal training. Even if Yang Yu's true energy is restrained and never released.
boom!
boom!
Only a roar could be heard, and bloody smell was heard in Yanzhou City. Before long, the shouts of killing became less and less.
Bang!
With one rise and fall, more than a dozen soldiers were knocked away. Yang Yu bounced his fingers and a spear was touched by the point, and instantly pulled the harsh sound wave and shot away.
Through the long city gate, the generals who were dispatched by the chaos were shot and killed.
At this time, almost no one inside or outside the city dared to rush again. Even if there were tens of thousands of troops outside the city, they would no longer dare to approach the city gate. No matter how experts were there, they would not dare to show up.
"Yan Dongjun is dead!"
On the top of the city, Jiang Wu was hoarse and repeatedly urged him to blow his energy to kill the master who climbed up the city, making his voice hoarse.
But his spirit was extremely excited, even if he broke the sound, he just roared loudly again and again, chanting the deaths of many generals in the chaos army.
Finally, he even slashed a few times and cut down the "Yan" flag on the top of the city.
boom!
Finally, the riots started to stir up, some people retreated in panic, and some wanted to shout to stop them, but they were penetrated by a spear. Finally, no one in the supervision team dared to speak out.
The large riots outside the city finally collapsed.
Until this time, there were only two or three hundred casualties inside and outside the city...
"call!"
He raised his hand to throw down the arrow he received, and the archers hiding in the dark trembled. Seeing that Yang Yu's eyes were swept, he was electrocuted and he was like he was throwing a bow and arrow.
Dang ~
There were one and two. The elite troops in the city who did not rush forward had their armor and weapons, and their faces were pale.
Looking at the figure of Xuanyi who was slowly walking out of the corpse on blood, I felt as if I had seen the legendary ghosts and gods, and my mind was trembling.
"Not a human, not a human..."
In a corner of the shadow, Ping San's hands and feet trembled. He wanted to stand up several times, but he couldn't stand up. He noticed Yang Yu's eyes and collapsed on the ground.
From beginning to end, he and the masters he led did not dare to take action, and thus saved their lives.
"For, why?"
Ping San murmured, his emotions almost collapsed.
Thousands of people corpsed across the city gate, and the bloody smell was so strong that people from several miles away could disgust.
He was in a chaotic army and naturally he had seen many fights, but there were many dead bodies he knew about this place, and this kind of impact was different from any previous one.
"Why?"
Yang Yu walked slowly out of the Shura field, his mysterious clothes stained with blood.
If he wanted to answer, he had too many reasons, but he thought about it but did not answer, and just said the simplest sentence:
"You have killed so many people, but some people have asked you why?"
"I……"
Ping San was speechless.
He was determined to avenge his master, but he did not dare to come forward. He was determined to commit suicide to sacrifice his master, but he did not have the courage. Finally, he lowered his head in dejection and covered his face.
"Why? I'll answer you!"
Yang Yu said casually, Jiang Wu, who was supported by Fang Ada, couldn't help it. He gritted his teeth and his eyes turned red:
"Our Yanzhou is adjacent to Longyuan, and is the junction of two roads. For hundreds of years, it has always been the most prosperous state in the northwest. What about now? What about now!"
What about now?!
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Longyuan is known as the border of the Ming Dynasty together with the northwest, but it is still much more prosperous than Longyuan, especially Yanzhou, which is adjacent to Baizhou and has two different paths. Although it cannot be compared with the inland prefectures, it can also be called a place of good residence.
"The court is unruly, and there are many tycoons and miscellaneous taxes. God is ruthless, and the famine has been terrible for years, and the people are living in poverty..."
He suddenly threw away Fang Ada and Jiang Wu kicked Ping San over with one kick:
"You beasts, too, come to bully us!"
"puff!"
Ping San coughed blood and fell.
"You are not seriously injured, so heal your injuries."
Yang Yu handed the wounded medicine to Jiang Wu, and his sleeves suddenly raised. Under the urging of the powerful true energy, the city gates weighing thousands of pounds closed one after another.
There are more than 100,000 riots outside Yanzhou City, and it is difficult to conquer them by just one person.
"How to deal with these people?"
Jiang Wu took the medicine, but did not rush to heal the wound. He looked at Ping San and others with deep hatred.
"them……"
Yang Yu's eyes turned and swept across.
The expressions of Ping Sanyi and the others were either frightened, alert, or bitter.
He has never been a rude person, and he will never be rude about these riots who have had the experience of massacre. It is natural that there is no reason for these people to be left behind.
As the city gates closed, the chaotic troops retreated, and the remaining pages of the book that had been silent in the gluttony area for a long time had already shined with faint light.
This comes from the legendary treasure of the Yin Si, and it cannot exert its power without a jurisdiction.
Although Yang Yu didn't know the reason, he felt the trembling of the Ming Shu at this time, and he knew that the time to completely refine this broken page had already arrived.
"you……"
Feeling Yang Yu's eyes, Ping San and others trembled, and an unknown premonition arose in their hearts.
"Go, spare your life..."
...
...
The setting sun is like blood, and the wind is desolate.
There are still blood and blood that cannot be dissipated at the top of Yanzhou City.
In the cold wind, Yang Yu sat quietly, and the elite troops of Ping San and other chaotic soldiers were embarrassed to clean up the remains of the corpses inside and outside the city wall.
Here, he could still see the scattered rebels who had withdrawn more than ten miles away. They were unwilling to retreat and were still waiting for the opportunity.
In this fierce cold winter, as many as 100,000 rebels could not go anywhere without the food and grass of Yanzhou City. It was inevitable that they would advance and retreat, or even attack Yanzhou again.
Because, with Yanzhou as the center, most of the city walls within hundreds of miles, large and small, have been looted and refugees scattered, even if they feed on people, it is impossible.
Therefore, Yang Yu sat on the top of the city.
He knew the look of watching from afar, but he didn't care. After a brief breathing adjustment, he took out a pocket spear with his backhand.
It is only one inch or seven minutes long, and only looks at the appearance, and you can't even see any magic.
"Pojun Dao Fruit."
Yu Yang looked at the Taoist fruit.
【Shidu Pojun (God)】
[The star god of the defeated soldiers of the Pojun, and the evil stars in the troubled times, can be maintained to obtain the momentum of the Pojun. The momentum is mixed and the hole can avoid any injuries to the sword and weapons...]
【Divine Seed: Pojun】
【ceremony……】
【Promotionable…】
[Persistence can enter the sea of ​​heaven (the ceremony cannot be entered until it is completed, the sea of ​​heaven has not recovered)]
【Pre-condition: None】
[The three-star divine fruit of Sha Po Lang can form the ten-duji "Sha Po Lang" rank]
"Sha Polang, each exists, and is also a trinity..."
Yang Yu said to himself, with doubts.
According to the records of the Taoist fruits, whenever the master of magical powers dies, the Taoist fruits will almost disappear. The reason is that there are very few Taoist fruits that can stay under the strong will of the master of magical powers.
However, Pojun is obviously not in this ranks. Even if he is there, Yan Dongjun would never be willing to leave this Taoist fruit for himself...
Unless it is...
Recalling the sudden acquisition of the Taoist fruit of Fang Zhenghao, suspected to be "Greedy Wolf", and the fact that this Taoist fruit did not have any prerequisites to recognize the master, Yang Yu gradually had a guess in his mind.
"Yan Dongjun is not the Lord of Divine Powers! This Lord of Pojun is afraid that..."
After a moment of ups and downs, Yang Yu pressed it down.
"call!"
Yang Yu calmed down and put away the Pojun Taoist Fruit, which was "anyone can recognize the Lord", closed his eyes slightly, and his mind entered a state of concentration.
Chapter completed!