All Heavens: From Joy of Life to The Great Feng Night Watchman

At the same time, this sword strike was concealed from the heavens, silently and fiercely slashing at the White Emperor's waist.

The sword light exploded into pure water elemental power, and the White Emperor transformed into a white shadow and flew backward. Its four hooves "grabbed" the void, sliding dozens of feet before it could neutralize the force of the slash.

The White Emperor gazed at the distant Supervisor and spoke slowly in a deep voice:

"It's been a long time since I've fought an enemy of your caliber. Interesting."

As soon as he finished speaking, two Dharma images materialized above the head of the Gara Tree Bodhisattva.

Beneath Xu Pingfeng's feet, a circular array with a diameter of three zhang (approximately 10 meters) lit up, complete with the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches, the Five Elements, and the Eight Trigrams.

Three top experts ambushed and killed the supervisor!

……

at the same time.

Yunzhou.

Nestled deep in the mountains, above a surging sea of ​​clouds, a massive ship slowly lowers its body into the Qianlong City.

Boom! The ship suddenly shook as if it had hit a reef.

Above Qianlong City, a "shell" appeared, blocking the uninvited guests who were about to fall from the sky.

The moment the Wind-Riding Boat encountered the defensive formation, a white-clad figure wearing a hood flew up from the boat and looked down at the entire Hidden Dragon City.

What was left for the generals and soldiers on the Wind-Riding Boat was the back of a wise head.

Yang Qianhuan frowned slightly as she looked at the large array above the city.

"This formation consists of seventy-six Earthly Fiend Formations... This is somewhat troublesome."

At the edge of the Wind-Riding Boat, Nangong Qianrou frowned and said:

"Can you do it?"

Yang Yan stepped forward, his expressionless face as cold as ice.

Yang Qianhuan stood with her hands behind her back, speaking in an invincible tone:

"If it's impossible for an ordinary person, then it's naturally a piece of cake for me."

He emphasized this deliberately in order to highlight his uniqueness.

As soon as she finished speaking, Yang Qianhuan gently placed her feet on the defensive array, and circular arrays lit up beneath her feet.

To outsiders, these circular formations appear no different; they are all based on the Bagua (Eight Trigrams), outlining crisscrossing lines and twisted, mysterious symbols.

However, when the circular array that Yang Qianhuan spread out merged into the defensive array, the protective array that covered Qianlong City began to shake violently.

The structure of the main formation seemed to have malfunctioned, and the seventy-six smaller formations that made up the main formation quickly disintegrated.

In the realm of formations, this kind of solidified formation is the easiest to break because its structure is fixed; you can simply find its weakness and break it directly.

Yang Qianhuan was completely absorbed in the task. For a formation master, breaking such a large formation was as fulfilling and exciting as digging a well on their wedding night.

An expression of excitement and exhilaration appeared on his face, a face that no one had ever seen before.

A quarter of an hour later.

"Hey!"

Nangong Qianrou stood at the bow of the boat with her arms crossed and shouted, "Yang Qianhuan, how much longer!"

"In another quarter of an hour, I will be able to break through Senior Brother's formation!"

Such a complex and profound formation can be broken in just a quarter of an hour; only I could do that… Yang Qianhuan was secretly delighted.

At this moment, the more than 10,000 soldiers on the Wind-Riding Ship must be looking at their own backs with expectant faces.

This feeling is so cool!

Just then, a calm and authoritative voice came from behind.

"A quarter of an hour? Too slow."

Then, Yang Qianhuan saw a figure in green robes stepping out of the air, his clothes fluttering, and standing in front of him in the air above the core of the formation.

His expression was solemn, his temples were slightly frosted, his face was weathered yet handsome, and between his refined eyebrows and eyes was an incomparably murderous intent.

From the Northeast to the Southeast, they fought across hundreds of thousands of miles, and were invincible!

The wind blew up Wei Yuan's clothes. He put his hands behind his back and moved his feet lightly. He seemed calm and collected, but the ground in Yunzhou City was already shaking.

"Break the formation!"

Click, click, click...

The semi-transparent array light shield seemed to explode from countless points, instantly shattering into countless light points that drifted away and disappeared in the air.

The entire city of Yunzhou was completely exposed in front of the Wind-Riding Boat.

He said to break the formation, and the formation broke!

Yang Qianhuan was dumbfounded. Who exactly was the array master?

Chapter 442 Wei Yuan: I am still alive, how dare you rebel?

The intention of Wei Yuan, a second-rank military officer, was to "break the formation".

Let alone a formation set up by a second-rank sorcerer using external objects, even a domain created by a great wizard using the power of heaven and earth, Wei Yuan could break it with a single word.

Yang Qianhuan's pupils dilated in shock, her fists clenched tightly. The scene of her long-cherished public display of glory had been stolen from her again!

"Lord Wei, you're already so old, why are you still taking opportunities from young people?" Yang Qianhuan thought to herself.

Li Chang'an's tribulation and the supervisor's restraint of the extraordinary beings in Yunzhou were all part of a well-planned strategy to resolve the major threat to Yunzhou once and for all.

Wei Yuan personally led troops to attack Yunzhou City, aiming for a decisive victory in the first battle.

In Qingzhou, the tug-of-war between the army and Yunzhou was merely a means to lull Yunzhou into a false sense of security.

This gave Xu Pingfeng and Ji Xiao the illusion that the Great Feng Dynasty had already deployed all its elite troops to fight the Witch God Sect, leaving them only with a war of attrition against Yunzhou.

In fact, Wei Yuan had been preparing this 10,000-strong heavy cavalry force for years, and its armor and weapons were far superior to those of the general army of Da Feng.

This heavy cavalry force had already played a significant role in the surprise attack on the main altar in Jingshan City. Sun Xuanji led them into Jingshan City, where they launched a pincer attack from both inside and outside the city, resulting in a complete massacre.

Clearly, Xu Pingfeng did not learn his lesson.

Drums resounded throughout Qianlong City. After a brief period of panic, the garrison quickly restored order, using the drums as a warning to assemble in the city.

On the wind-riding boat.

"A bunch of turtles in a jar!" Chen Ying sneered.

The generals in this blitzkrieg included not only his two adopted sons, but also this Imperial Guard general who had distinguished himself in the Northeast.

"Lord Wei, what's the point of my coming here..." Yang Qianhuan said with a mournful face.

Yang Yan stepped forward, placed his hand on Yang Qianhuan's shoulder, and comforted her, "Without you, we wouldn't be able to teleport here."

Yang Qianhuan opened her mouth, "I brought you all here so you could show off in front of everyone, but it turns out I was just a teleporter... a tool!"

A figure in white suddenly appeared outside the Wind-Riding Boat.

The man in white, wearing an iron mask and without facial features, silently stared at them, then stretched out his palm and pushed it outwards with a jolt!

The circular formation expanded instantly, crashing into the Wind-Riding Boat.

Within the circular formation, the elements of earth, wind, water, and fire lit up one by one, emanating a terrifying aura.

Chen Ying, Nangong Qianrou, and other fourth-rank martial artists simultaneously received a warning of danger, their expressions changed slightly, and their hearts sank.

"They're just puppets. Land and break through the city!" Wei Yuan's face was ashen, and his words were as firm as a mountain.

"Understood!" The three generals bowed and accepted the order, immediately maneuvering the wind-riding boat to begin its slow descent.

The white-clad man before Wei Yuan was merely a puppet left behind by Xu Pingfeng, whose strength was only at the fourth rank.

A fire array condensed in the puppet's palm, and flames erupted, forming a tongue of fire that was more than ten meters long.

Wei Yuan took a step forward and came behind the puppet. He reached out and gently pinched the puppet's head, then casually twisted it.

Click!

The metal head broke off from the body, and the puppet's body fell from the sky.

Wei Yuan clenched his fist, shaping the metal into an iron ball. He then released the ball, which fell into the chaotic city of Yunzhou.

At this moment, the Wind-Riding Boat had already landed.

The 10,000 armored soldiers on the ship were ready to go, and the cavalry also had the advantage in the fierce battle inside the city. As for street fighting, they could simply abandon their horses if necessary.

Even without warhorses, they are still heavily armored infantrymen who are impervious to swords and spears.

At the summit, amidst a grand courtyard dotted with pavilions and towers, a middle-aged man in purple robes climbed a pavilion and, under the protection of his shadow guards, gazed at the giant ship slowly descending from the sky.

"Immediately send a message to the surrounding villages, ordering them to return and reinforce Qianlong City."

The middle-aged man in purple had a solemn expression and said in a deep voice.

With the Grand Shaman of the Witch God Cult still alive, Wei Yuan's elite troops dare not leave the Northeast. Once the Buddhist sect can free up its resources, the Central Plains will be within reach in no time.

There are still 5,000 elite troops in Qianlong City, and with the addition of those from the surrounding mountain strongholds, the total number of soldiers exceeds 10,000.