Zhang Yang looked at Ye Cheng angrily. If he thought nothing of the two disciples who were killed in Deqing County before, then today Ye Cheng has completely angered him.

 The people who were killed by Ye Cheng just now were all the people he cultivated!

 Pain on oneself and pain on others are of course not the same thing.

 So, now he was completely angry, and he had never thought about why Ye Cheng could kill more than a hundred of them with one move just now!

  He roared angrily, "A man from Yecheng! Take your life!"

  As he said that, he waved his fairy sword and rushed towards Yecheng with full of devilish aura.

 At this moment, the peace of mind on the tower was hanging in the throat.

Neither of them had the confidence to block this move, but...

Ye Cheng still stood there quietly, without even raising his eyelids.

 His face still had that calm expression.

  It was as if the devastating blow in front of him was just a child throwing a pebble at him.

   “Ridiculous.”

  Ye Cheng spat out these two words lightly.

 Then, he didn't even move the sword, he just stretched out his right hand, put his index finger and middle finger together, and tapped lightly on Zhang Yang.

 That arrogant and arrogant person flew over forty feet in an instant.

 Then, he fell heavily to the ground.

He wanted to stand up, but he couldn't muster the strength. "You...you!"

Ye Cheng sneered, "Why, stop being arrogant? I thought you were so powerful, but it turned out to be nothing more than this?"

Zhang Yang wanted to scold Ye Cheng, but his consciousness had begun to blur, and the pain all over his body was slowly reducing.

 Not because he was cured, but because he was dying.

 Ye Cheng did not look at him again, but turned around and asked An Xin loudly, "Those powerful monks are all here, right?"

 An Xin was stunned for a moment, then nodded hurriedly, "That's right, you have killed them all, brother-in-law."

 In the distance, look at the high platform.

The brass telescope in Xiao Tian's hand fell to the ground with a clang.

 His hands were shaking, his legs were shaking, and his teeth were chattering up and down, making a "gurgling" sound.

  He knew that Ye Cheng was powerful, but he didn’t expect Ye Cheng to be so powerful. There were more than a hundred monks from Longhu Mountain!

 Ye Cheng killed them all with just two moves?

  What else is there to fight? Xiao Tian hurriedly looked at Yang Xian, "Quick, my king, use your secret skills to withdraw our main force!"

 "Okay!"

 Yang Xian nodded hurriedly. He already knew the strength of Ye Cheng, and using his sheep tribe's army to fight against Ye Cheng was useless.

 Yecheng would not do such stupid things!

He hurriedly cast his secret technique and used the Five Elements Escape Technique to move all his and Xiao Tian's direct troops back to the camp.

 Xiao Tian did not wait for the other miscellaneous troops to come back, and directly gave the order to retreat to his subordinates.

 With the main force running away like this, the rest of the army can naturally be imagined.

 The motley crew of cannon fodder on the battlefield ran south one by one, leaving their parents with two legs.

 The entire Puppet Zhou camp was in chaos.

  On the wall of Hefei City, An Xin, Elder Li and others opened their mouths and could not close them for a long time.

  They had envisioned countless possibilities for victory, but they never thought it would be like this.

 One person, one finger, an instant.

The hundreds of thousands of enemy troops, who were neatly organized and majestic, were so defeated that they fell like a mountain!

 Looking at Ye Cheng's not-so-burly back, An Xin was filled with emotions.

 This man can always create miracles. She sighed, looked around, and ordered the whole army to rest.

  She knew that for a long time to come, there would be no more wars on the Jiangzhou-Yangzhou frontline.

 Under the city, An Ning has walked to Ye Cheng's side, her eyes full of love.

 "Brother Ye Cheng, you are so powerful. I almost thought you were going to be killed by his move just now."

 Ye Cheng smiled and rubbed her head, "You don't trust your husband and me so much?"

 However, his words had just finished.

A messenger covered in blood crawled on the ground in front of him. He didn't even care about basic etiquette and began to report in a hurry.

  "My lord, Mr. Wang from Pengcheng is in a hurry!"

 Ye Cheng took a deep breath, "Don't be impatient, tell me slowly, what's the matter?"

  "My lord, General Wang Yue and General Zhao Yu are trapped in Pengcheng. Among the enemy troops, there is a group of people wearing Jiugong Bagua robes and carrying heavy burdens. The power of the purple fairy energy.

Those people are so powerful, our army fought many times, but they all came back defeated!"

"Our army... our army will be unable to withstand it soon."

Ye Cheng frowned again, "An Qing really has a lot of people possessed?"

"Your Majesty, Your Highness An Xin, Hefei will be handed over to you. I will set off immediately, heading straight from Jinzhou to Pengcheng."

 After saying this, he moved towards the northeast without waiting for An Ning's reply.

 Hence An Ning sighed helplessly and shouted into the sky, "Brother Ye Cheng, be careful!"

 One day later, Pengcheng.

 The walls of this ancient city are covered with traces of cuts and cuts, and there are dried dark red bloodstains everywhere.

 Under the city wall, the soldiers of Yan State leaned against the wall stacks. Each of them looked pale, panting, and their eyes were full of exhaustion and fear.

 Wang Yue's white robe turned red at this moment.

  He stared solemnly at the group of monks outside the city who were shouting and cursing.

At this moment, they are using all kinds of weird methods to mock his cowardice and mock him for not daring to go out of the city to fight.

 Yes, he really didn't dare, because the group of people outside the city were just a group of monsters!

 Other than Ye Cheng, he has never seen anyone as powerful as those people.

 The most terrible thing is that each of these people has cultivated the iron cloth shirt and golden bell, making them invulnerable to weapons, water and fire. Now, no one in his army dares to go to war.

 It's not that they didn't dare to fight, but they were afraid that they would be beaten to death, which would be of no use.

  "General, we...can we still hold on?" A young captain asked with a trembling voice.

 Wang Yue's lips moved, but she couldn't say a word to encourage morale.

 He has no confidence himself, let alone inspire others?

 At this moment, a sword dragged a handsome figure down from the sky.

 When the man landed, Wang Yue realized that it was Ye Cheng.

He couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, "General, you're here."

Ye Cheng smiled and nodded, "It's hard for you."

He was different from An Xin and others. Both of them were mortal generals who only knew a little bit of cultivation skills.

 There are not many monks among their subordinates, most of them are just ordinary soldiers.

 In this case, one can imagine how desperate they were when facing those possessed monks.

  "If the general is incompetent, please be punished by the general."

Ye Cheng waved his hand, "I don't blame you, I didn't expect An Qing to have such a bottom line."

"You guys defend the city, I'll go out and clean up these poor people..."

"Yes!"

After saying that, Ye Cheng jumped directly from the city wall and jumped outside the city.

  The leader of the group of demonized monks saw Ye Cheng coming down and sneered, "Huh? Are you considered a descendant?"

  I thought you were going to stay in the city for the rest of your life. Come on."

Ye Cheng snorted coldly, "Have you heard something that Taiqing Daode Tianzun once said?"

"What is this nonsense? Who is Taiqing Daode Tianzun?"

"How did you practice Taoism? You don't even know who the ancestor is? Well, in that case, I'll tell you that sentence directly.

 The pearl of a grain of rice also shines with brilliance?"

 After saying that, Ye Cheng pulled out the demon-slaying and demon-slaying sword from his waist, and then swung the sword.

 In an instant, the whole world fell silent.

 The hundred or so arrogant demonized Taoist priests were turned into ashes in the sword energy and disappeared in the wind before even the doctor could scream.

 On the city wall, Wang Yue and his men were stunned, as if they were petrified.

 After a moment, they all started cheering, "The general is mighty! The general is mighty!"

Under the city, Ye Cheng smoothed his hair that was blown by the wind and waved to Wang Yue and the many soldiers on the city wall.

   "The whole army is here, follow me to break through Yuan Hong and Wu Long's camp!"

   As the whole army rushed out screaming, Yuan Hong and Wu Long immediately led their troops to withdraw.