Martial Arts Universe: With a single command, 100,000 iron cavalry will sweep across the martial wor

Looking at the stubborn Su Yan, Xue Nu sighed softly: "Fine, you can go if you want, but you absolutely cannot step forward to fight."

"Don't worry, Aunt, I'm the one in charge; I won't go into battle myself." Su Yan smiled as soon as Xue Nu relented. As long as he could go, he could just play it by ear.

Seeing this, Yan Jing'an stopped trying to persuade them and stood up to address the crowd:

"Since Yan'er insists on going, let's set off as soon as possible. The army should have already surrounded Jingnian Temple by now."

"Set off!"

Su Yan immediately stood up and gave the order.

Su Yan quickly walked away, afraid of being stopped by the group of women. She had been pretending to be calm, but in reality, she had wanted to run away for a long time.

Watching her hurried figure, the women in the room couldn't help but laugh—it turned out that this clever little girl was just pretending, and she had fooled everyone just now.

Outside Jingnian Temple, the army surrounded it in layers, with arrows pointed at the temple gate. The people watched from afar, knowing that something big was about to happen.

Inside the temple, Abbot Liaokong and the four great monks looked at the nuns of Cihang Jingzhai, wondering: Why did the army suddenly surround the temple? The monks of the Zen temple have not gone out recently, but today they sent someone to Yuema Bridge to investigate. Could the problem lie with these nuns?

Seeing the monks' suspicious expressions, an older nun quickly explained:

"Masters, we also do not know why the army has come. Cihang Jingzhai has not offended anyone in the army in Luoyang."

The holy monk Jiaxiang chanted a Buddhist prayer and said in a deep voice:

"Amitabha Buddha, the army has not yet attacked, so the main force has not yet arrived. We must not panic and must make preparations as soon as possible, for those who come are surely not benevolent."

The Holy Monk Dixin then stood up:

"Get the monks ready."

Master Jing'an of Cihang Jingzhai also chimed in:

"We are willing to lend a helping hand to Jing Nian Zen Monastery."

Now that the owner of the temple, Yan Jing'an, is missing and there is no grandmaster in charge, they can only rely on Master Liaokong's help to obtain the Evil Emperor's relic.

"Thank you, Master."

Just then, Liaokong, who had been standing silently, suddenly stood up, his brows furrowed, nodded slightly to the crowd, and walked out. The four great monks immediately followed, knowing that the abbot must have noticed something.

The masters of Cihang Jingzhai exchanged glances and followed them outside—these eminent monks looked strange; what had happened outside?

At this moment, Su Yan had arrived outside the Jingnian Zen Temple.

She rode a small white horse, calmly surveying the surrounding army. The Snow Maiden and her companions stood guard closely beside her, fearing for her safety. A thousand Netherworld cavalry and bodyguards watched vigilantly, wary of any potential assassination attempts.

General Dugu Sheng of the Luoyang City Guard stepped forward and saluted:

"This humble general, Dugu Sheng, pays his respects to the Princess."

Upon seeing Su Yan arrive, Dugu Sheng hurriedly stepped forward and knelt on one knee to pay his respects.

He now understood that this young princess was the leader of them all—all of Wu Xiangjun's troops in the Sui Dynasty had to obey her. Su Yan was Wu Xiangjun's personally chosen concubine.

"Greetings, Princess!"

The 70,000 soldiers surrounding Jingnian Temple also knelt down on one knee in unison and paid their respects loudly.

"Get up, everyone."

"Thank you, Princess!"

"Dugu Sheng, order the archers to begin firing. I want the monks of Jingnian Temple to be the first to experience the power of military bows."

"Yes, Princess."

Upon receiving the order, Dugu Sheng waved his hand, and immediately 20,000 soldiers carrying quivers and wielding powerful bows appeared around Jingnian Temple, while dozens of siege crossbows were also loaded with giant arrows.

"Target: Jing Nian Zen Monastery—Let Go!"

Whoosh whoosh—

Arrows rained down, hurtling through the air towards the monastery. Despite the monastery gates being tightly shut, the arrows traced arcs in the air before falling into the courtyard.

As Xue Nu watched Su Yan direct the army's attack, she asked softly, "Yan'er, is shooting arrows like this effective? The monks haven't even shown themselves yet."

The other women also looked at Su Yan, equally puzzled—firing arrows now would likely be futile, as most of the monks were still hiding inside the buildings.

Su Yan calmly replied, "Don't worry, the monks with shallower cultivation in Jingnian Temple will definitely suffer heavy casualties this time. They have been besieged for a long time, and most of them are gathered on the ground, preparing to fight. They will never expect us to make a move so quickly, let alone that we will not attack through the main gate."

"I see... You're so clever, girl."

"Su Yan caught us off guard. Those monks with ordinary skills couldn't dodge such a dense rain of arrows."

"If we can hit a few of the better ones, we can save some energy later."

"It seems Yan'er's trip was worthwhile."

"However, the army can't fire more than a few rounds; the monks will soon hide inside."

Shang Xiuke and the others praised Su Yan one after another. This young girl was meticulous; instead of attacking the gate directly, she cleared the way with a rain of arrows. The monks of Jingnian Temple were probably still waiting for the general to challenge them.

"Four Symbols Buddha's Palm!"

"Arhat Fist!"

"The Finger Without Image!"

Boom boom boom boom—

The four holy monks struck repeatedly, deflecting the flying arrows, but the arrows were too dense, and the siege crossbows continued to fire at the warrior monks on the battlefield. Originally there were over a thousand warrior monks, but now there were less than three hundred.

"kill--!"

Upon seeing the archers break in, the high monks of Jingnian Temple and the nuns of Cihang Jingzhai immediately drew their swords to meet them.

As soon as these experts made their move, the city guard archers were routed and fled in all directions. Without the help of powerful figures, the monks and nuns of Jingnian Temple would likely have annihilated all the intruding archers very quickly.

Woo-woo-woo-woo

As the retreat horn sounded, the city guard archers hurriedly retreated to the gate.

Yan Jing'an led the Yin Kui Sect experts, Netherworld cavalry, and secret guards into the Zen temple. Seeing that thousands of archers had been killed or wounded in a short time, she frowned and looked at the dozens of highly skilled monks and nuns on the field. The remaining lower-ranking monks hid in the hall to avoid the rain of arrows.

dong dong dong...

The guards and Netherworld cavalry quickly formed ranks in front of the Jingnian Zen Temple. Xue Nu and the others did not attack immediately; they also wanted to find out how many Grandmasters were inside the temple.

The holy monk Jiaxiang stared at the newcomers and shouted at the leading snow maiden:

"Who are you? Why are you shooting my monks at Jingnian Zen Monastery!"

Looking at the remaining three hundred-odd monks and over a hundred nuns of Cihang Jingzhai in the courtyard, Xue Nu said loudly:

"Jingnian Temple is plotting a rebellion. Lord Wuxiang has ordered the complete annihilation of the temple."

The Holy Monk Dixin, gazing at the hundreds of corpses of monks on the ground, roared in anger:

"Absurd! We are all recluses, how could we possibly rebel? Lord Wu Xiang has no right to annihilate Jingnian Temple!"

"Whether you have power or not is not up to you to decide. Lay down your weapons and surrender now, or you will be killed without mercy."

"kill--!"

Seeing that the other party's intentions were hostile and clearly aimed at killing them all, the monks and nuns of Jingnian Temple angrily fought back.

At this moment, a master from Cihang Jingzhai suddenly caught sight of Yan Jing'an standing behind them and exclaimed in disbelief:

"Master Yan? How come you're with government officials?"

Seeing that she had been recognized, Yan Jing'an stopped hiding. She had originally wanted to test whether her fellow disciples were willing to join her in rebelling against Di Ni.

She stepped forward, facing the hundreds of disciples of Cihang Jingzhai, and coldly said:

"Jingxiao, I now follow Lord Wu Xiang. You all know what Cihang Jingzhai is and how cruel the nun is. Today, Lord Wu Xiang intends to destroy Jingnian Temple first, and then Cihang Jingzhai. If anyone is willing to resist the nun, they can come to my side; if they insist on being my enemy, I will show no mercy."

The nuns of Cihang Jingzhai stared at Yan Jing'an and her two disciples, their faces filled with shock. No one had expected that Yan Jing'an, as the head of the temple, would betray Jingzhai.

Isn't she afraid that Dini will get angry and kill them?

Di Ni is a terrestrial immortal of the Celestial Realm; if she wanted to clean house, it would be incredibly easy for her.

The nuns began to whisper among themselves. They were all well aware of the nuns' cruelty, and some of them were tempted by what Yan Jing'an had said.

Dini was known for her unpredictable temper and would kill her nuns at the drop of a hat. Of the original thousand nuns, fewer than four hundred remained. Many of them were killed by Dini himself when he was in a bad mood. The nuns lived in Dini's shadow, knowing that they would either die in battle or be arbitrarily executed by the capricious Dini.

—Just then, a middle-aged nun at the Grandmaster level suddenly drew her sword and stabbed to death a nun who was about to seek refuge with Yan Jing'an.

She shouted sternly, "Anyone who dares to betray Cihang Jingzhai and the Old Ancestor Dini will suffer this fate!"

The other nuns retreated in fear. Most of them only had innate cultivation and were no match for the dozen or so master nuns. They were terrified that they would also be harmed.

The Snow Maiden looked at Yan Jing'an and said, "I'll leave Monk Liaokong to you. We'll deal with the Four Great Monks. Let's move out."

Yan Jing'an glanced at the nuns in Jingzhai and sighed softly, "If nuns at the Innate Realm are willing to surrender, then spare their lives... They are all pitiful people."

"I will inform the Shadow Guards and Shadow Assassins."

"Sisters, it's our turn to make a move."

"attack!"

Xue Nu and the others exchanged glances and nodded, then charged towards the four holy monks. The secret guards and Netherworld cavalry raised their Qi-breaking crossbows, aiming them at the nun, the grandmaster of Cihang Jingzhai.

Yan Jing'an moved swiftly, landing lightly in front of the empty space. She had to focus all her attention on this monk who practiced silent meditation, otherwise she might very well be defeated by him.

Yan Jing'an smiled and said, "Liao Kong, we have never had a clear winner in our previous encounters. Today is a battle to the death—it's either you or me who dies."

Liao Kong clasped his hands together, remaining silent. He couldn't understand why Yan Jing'an, the nun who had personally trained the abbess of Jingzhai, would betray him.

When Yan Jing'an saw that he did not answer, he drew his sword and thrust it straight at him.

"The sword reigns supreme over heaven and earth!"

boom--

"The Sword God has no self!"

boom! boom! boom!

"Quiet," "Guard," "Emptiness," "Nothingness"

The two exchanged few words, one attacking and the other defending, locked in a fierce battle. Yan Jing'an wielded the Cihang Sword Manual with unparalleled ferocity, pressing forward relentlessly. Liao Kong deflected the attacks with just his hands, and the surrounding crowd was forced back by the force of the energy.

On the other side, Xue Nu, Bai Qing'er, and Dugu Feng each faced a holy monk, while the other women joined forces to besiege the Holy Monk Di Xin, hoping to kill him before Xue Nu and the others could not hold on.

Beside the Yuema Bridge,

Su Qingfeng lazily watched Shi Guanyin and the Heavenly Monk fight. In just three moves, the Heavenly Monk was already severely injured.

Shi Guanyin showed no mercy. Since this old monk dared to abduct and kill Su Qingfeng, she would never let him leave alive.

Seeing her kick the Heavenly Monk away, Su Qingfeng couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement: "Stone Guanyin is too fierce... but I like it."

Lady Night Emperor was relentlessly attacking Pang Ban like a punching bag. Already severely injured, Pang Ban was powerless to fight back, and was beaten bloody and mangled by her palm strikes, a truly gruesome sight.

"Cruel, so cruel."

Su Qingfeng's lips twitched slightly as he watched her vent all her anger on Pang Ban. Although this woman had a fiery temper, she had always treated him well, at most only issuing verbal threats. He was gradually growing fond of this two-faced Night Emperor's wife.

At this moment, Song Que and the others from the restaurant also arrived at the bridge. Su Qingfeng sighed helplessly; weren't they afraid of being caught in the crossfire of four Celestial Realm experts fighting here?