Chapter 295 Calling the Wind and Rain
"City Lord Shen is too arrogant!"

Looking at the precarious situation before her, Nun Miejue held the sword of the Heavenly Sword, her face looking very ugly, and spoke breathlessly.

"This is a full 100,000 Great Snow Dragon Cavalry, all of whom are innate masters, with martial arts masters and astronomical masters as officers. Add to that the art of battle formations, and they can kill him even if they pile up human lives!"

With one arm broken, He Taichong, looking pale, frowned and felt uneasy.

It was thought that Qing Emperor Shen Yuanliang would use the geographical advantages of Wudang Mountain to resist the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry, but he was unexpectedly so reckless as to expose himself to the stranglehold of the army.

It's over, it's over!

In less than a quarter of an hour, Shen Yuanliang, who was as dazzling as the sun, would become a corpse, a pool of rotten flesh, and they would die without a burial place.

"The wind is coming!"

At this moment, Shen Yuanliang shook his wide sleeves, and as his robe fluttered, he pinched his hands to perform the 72 Earthly Evil Techniques - Borrowing Wind, just like Zhuge Liang borrowing the east wind.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The Yin God communicated with heaven and earth and borrowed the power of heaven and earth. As the powerful magic power flowed, suddenly a strong wind blew up under the sky and became stronger and stronger.

A sudden strong wind swept in, blowing straight into people's collars and sleeves. Dust flew up on the ground, and pearl-sized stones were blown up by the wind, hitting the bright silver armor.

"Crackling", the 100,000 Great Snow Dragon Cavalry seemed to be walking in a sandstorm, their eyes were blurred by the wind and sand, and for a moment, people and horses were thrown to the ground!

"Is this the immortal method?"

King Xu Xiao of Beiliang, who was surrounded by many generals and officers, barely managed to stand firm, with the wind at his back, and shouted loudly.

At this moment, he was in a very miserable state and felt very sad. His gorgeous robe was torn into pieces, making him look like a beggar. His neatly combed hair fluttered in the wind and was disheveled.

The trick of using the wind directly disrupted the army's attack. At this moment, they didn't even have time to protect themselves, so how could they have the time to bend their bows and draw their arrows?
After a while, the wind continued to grow stronger, and a powerful hurricane roared past, combing the earth like a comb. Countless soldiers were swept into the sky by the strong wind, and their life and death were no longer their own.

"My Lord, please think of a solution quickly, or it will all be over!"

Beiliang nuclear warhead Xu Yanbing used his broad body to resist the wind and sand, and endured the pain of the stones rubbing against his cheeks, and asked anxiously.

As a warrior, Xu Yanbing himself is very powerful, especially his physical body. However, facing Shen Yuanliang's magic, he is helpless and can only place his hopes on Xu Xiao.

"When two armies face each other, I am good at it. When it comes to witchcraft, what do you say, military advisor?"

Hearing the humming sound in his ears, Xu Xiao turned his head and looked at the thin Li Yishan, his weathered eyes full of anticipation.

Li Yishan hesitated to speak. After a moment of silence, he sighed and said, "Admit defeat! Surrendering means losing half, but at least we can preserve our manpower."

Strength can defeat skill. If you can't defeat the Green Emperor Shen Yuanliang, no matter how good your strategy is, it will be useless!

"impossible!"

Under the strong wind, Xu Xiao's unwilling roar was gradually buried.

"Here comes the rain!"

After forcibly borrowing the east wind, Shen Yuanliang then used one of the seventy-two Earthly Evil Techniques - praying for rain. Unlike the rain from heaven during droughts, the rain he borrowed was special.

After comprehending the Three Thousand Weak Waters, Shen Yuanliang gained a deeper understanding of the laws of water. There are tens of thousands of thunders and thousands of variations of rain, each with different effects.

"L!"

Dark clouds covered the sun, gray water vapor obscured the sky, and red acid rain fell from the sky over a hundred miles. A fatal crisis surged into my heart. "Zizzi", the highly corrosive acid rain could corrode everything. The armor that had been tempered for thousands of times was like paper, and in a moment it was pitted and bumpy. A pungent smoke spread.

"Cough cough cough", there was no time to feel heartbroken, the soldiers without any protection faced the dripping acid rain, their flesh and bones melting like ice and snow.

Some soldiers with high martial arts skills put up internal force protection shields to resist the acid rain borrowed by Shen Yuanliang. However, acid rain seemed to be able to restrain everything, including internal force.

The protective shield is getting weaker and weaker. It will probably take less than a cup of tea for the internal energy to be exhausted and the person will die!
"Have a good trip everyone!"

An hour later, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and beams of golden sunlight made Shen Yuanliang look like a god from heaven. Calling the wind and rain, isn't that the power of gods?
Looking out from Wudang Mountain, the plain at the foot of the mountain was in a mess, with blood and water mixed together, and it was very muddy.

A full 100,000-strong Great Snow Dragon Cavalry, a powerful army that had terrorized Beimang and Liyang, disappeared without a trace at this moment, as if they had never appeared, leaving behind only the spotted flags of the central army.

The flag woven with natural silk seemed to have been hit by rain and blown away by wind, and the huge character "Xu" had turned a burnt yellow, covered with stains and mottled with blood.

In the very center, there was a huge mountain of flesh piled together, with brown bones forming a sphere. Molten iron had been poured on it, leaving it covered in rust.

"boom!"

A loud bang resounded through the heaven and earth, and the sphere with a diameter of ten feet broke into pieces. Xu Xiao, Li Yishan, and Xu Yanbing appeared in front of Shen Yuanliang.

If it weren't for Li Yishan's vicious plan at the last moment, using the flesh and blood of the soldiers to build a "shelter", Xu Xiao would not have escaped death and turned into a pool of blood.

After a long while, Xu Xiao pointed at Shen Yuanliang in mid-air and glared at him: "Boy, you are so cruel! Give me back my Beiliang son's life."

The Great Snow Dragon Cavalry is one of the foundations for Beiliang to gain a foothold in the world, and it is also Xu Xiao's greatest reliance. In order to train 100,000 Great Snow Dragon Cavalry, countless resources have been consumed.

Now, all of them were killed, and only three of them were left out of a hundred thousand elite soldiers. It was a crushing defeat, undoubtedly an unprecedented defeat!

Beiliang is finished!

"Those who kill will always be killed!"

Looking at the distraught Xu Xiao, Shen Yuanliang had a stern expression without a trace of sympathy: "They are all dead, you should go down too!"

"Wait a minute!"

Li Yishan stepped forward and bowed his head: "City Lord Shen, as long as you let my prince go, we are willing to pay any price! The martial arts secrets in the Tingchao Pavilion, money, and beauties are all fine!"

At this moment, I am at the mercy of others. In order to survive, Li Yishan tried every possible means to escape this disaster and wait for a comeback in the future.

"A dead enemy is the best enemy!"

"Besides, if I kill you, everything in Beiliang will be mine."

Shen Yuanliang looked at him with disdain and waved his hand. With a "swish", a dazzling white light flashed and a three-inch flying sword flew past as fast as lightning.

"My lord, be careful!"

Seeing this, Xu Yanbing stepped forward and stood in front, but it was useless. The sharp sword energy pierced through his chest, and he, known as the nuclear warhead of Beiliang, had no power to fight back.

"Pfft!"

The flying sword cut through the necks of Li Yishan and Xu Xiao successively. Red silk threads lingered on them. In an instant, the huge heads fell to the ground.

The butcher Xu Xiao and the poisonous scholar Li Yishan died here!

(End of this chapter)

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