"Skinned Ghost."

The exclamations from the top of the city were heard in the wind and reached the ears of Qingfeng Li and Monk Min.

Li Qingfeng's eyelids twitched and he looked at Monk Min.

"Monk, what don't you want to say? These are the sins of you Buddhists."

"Amitabha."

Monk Ming clasped his hands together and said, "The poison from the north and the south is still lingering. It's a sin, a sin."

"Don't make excuses. Buddhism was originally a nonsense religion, with many bad habits of treating hair like hair and drinking blood. Now it's just a new look."

Qingfeng Li said sharply.

Seeing that he had insulted Buddhism, Monk Ming was not angry. He only said, "My Taoist friends have a deep misunderstanding."

Seeing that he was tepid, Li Qingfeng turned to look at the city head and said, "If there are skinners in the city, Mr. Zhong Lang is in danger."

"Mr. Mercy, is there any way to solve this problem?"

Monk Ming shook his head, "Young monk can't."

"That's all."

Li Qingfeng looked at the Tang army's formation at the rear, "Xuanjia secret soldiers, don't you know they are here today?"

General Lu pulled the reins to hold the unyielding war horse. The war flags behind him were like a forest, and the wind blew through the hunter and made a sound.

He also heard the word skinned ghost, and his expression jumped slightly.

"Listen to my order and the entire army will be on alert."

Zheng Guo's Skinned Army is a powerful force that makes the world fearful. Once the beast soldiers appear on the battlefield, it is a moment of life and death.

The Tang army commanded by General Lu was essentially a partial division, not an elite main force. Naturally, it would not have the world-famous Xuanjia secret soldiers.

If there really is a skinned army in the city, it only takes one or two hundred to overwhelm the army.

He only hoped that Mr. Zhong Lang could resist one or two and buy time for the army to escape.

"Ahahaha!"

The generals of the Zheng army guarding the city have retreated to the stairs, and soldiers are constantly rushing forward around them.

Zhong Sheng was separated from him by a hundred soldiers, including armored soldiers with full steel armor.

This distance is like a chasm at this moment.

"Boy, have you heard too much about assassinating generals and storytelling?"

General Zheng Jun breathed a sigh of relief and waited until he descended the stairs and entered the city. When the army surrounded him, he was safe.

Thinking of the close proximity of the sword just now, he was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat, and his inner anger rose.

"Pour oil on the fire and burn him to death."

A general on the wall questioned, "There are still young and strong soldiers on the city!"

"It's all burned, burned."

General Zheng's eyes were scarlet, "Look carefully, those are warriors trapped in battle, the skinned army is nothing more than that!"

"If we don't kill him, we will both die."

A ball of silver light at the top of the city rolled back and forth, heads, broken spears, and blood light flew up one after another, spreading everywhere.

For a time, the soldiers were all stunned, and no one who went up could stand up to the enemy.

Zhong Sheng approached the general of Zheng's army step by step, killing the soldiers as easily as he cut grass.

"Boom!"

The earthen pot was smashed, and the viscous liquid flowed, snaking along the gaps in the wall bricks.

Many veterans smelled the smell and were terrified, "Beasts! They set a fire, run!"

A hundred altars of fire oil shattered on the city wall, and there was greasy and sticky liquid everywhere underfoot, making it difficult to move.

Click, click, click!

Many people were rolling around, covered in oil, trying to escape from the city.

"Hoo ho ho!"

Several rows of spearmen walked up the stairs and beat the soldiers who tried to escape back.

One after another, the spears stabbed out in a staggered manner, knocking over the braziers and torches everywhere.

In the blink of an eye, the sparks fell to the ground and spread instantly, becoming out of control.

A smoldering fire rising several feet high rose from the top of the city, and the silhouettes of burning human figures struggled to fall from the top of the wall.

It was not dead when it hit the ground, twitching, burning, and sizzling with oil.

The fierce fire roasted people's oil, which further fueled the fire. In the blink of an eye, there was no open space on the ground at the top of the city.

"Haha, no matter how hard you are, you can't survive the raging fire."

General Zheng Jun signaled to his soldiers, "Burn again."

Whoosh!

Amidst the sound of piercing the air, rockets were shot out, covering all parts of the wall.

Zheng Jun's generals felt a little relieved. With such a fierce fire, they would definitely not be able to survive.

However...

"Huha!"

The sound of heavy breathing came from the raging fire, resounding in all directions.

As we all know, thick smoke billows in a fire, the air is scorching, and the breath burns the nose and mouth. Normal breathing should be a labored gasp. Isn't it because you don't want to die quickly enough?

The rhythm of breathing causes the fire to contract and release, and the heart beats like a normal one.

Gradually, the fire actually weakened.

All Zheng's soldiers and generals still don't know what happened.

Suddenly, the fire cracked and a figure slowly walked out.

Unlike other burning humanoid silhouettes.

The figure walking from the opposite side has clear edges and no trace of fire. It walks closer step by step.

Several spearmen on the front line collapsed on the spot, dropped their weapons, knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

Because, the person who walked out of the fire unscathed was just like Zhong Sheng.

Zhong Sheng spat out thick phlegm mixed with sparks and flicked his fingers to brush away the fire on the surface of his skin.

He touched his chest, with doubts in his heart. Wasn't it true that magical powers and magic could not be used to show off in front of others? Why was it that when he inserted the Yang Dial into his chest, he could swallow the fire in front of the public and remain unscathed?

Could it be that this magic weapon can transcend the iron law?

"Who just ordered me to be burned and to come here to die?

The liver and gallbladders of Zheng's soldiers were all broken. Is this still a human being? Fire can't burn him to death.

Their eyes subconsciously looked towards General Zheng's army in the rear.

Zhong Sheng raised the ancient sword and stroked the sword gently, "It's you!"

After he finished speaking, his arms expanded, and he threw out the ancient sword, and there was an explosion of air in front of him

The ancient sword pierced through circles of white ripples, leaving a long string of air waves that disappeared into the bustling crowd of Zheng Jun.

The first to bear the brunt is the human shield composed of a mixed army of elite soldiers.

A large piece of the long forest-like spear array was dented, and the missing part flew into the sky and turned into a rain of blood, with broken limbs and broken arms splashing everywhere.

Looking further back, the ancient sword pierced through the blood cave and penetrated the city head passage for dozens of steps.

Even a strong man in steel armor can't stop him in the face of such power.

Each flesh-and-blood drive was smashed into large pieces of blood mist and shattered into pieces.

"That's unreasonable!"

General Zheng Jun can be the commander-in-chief of an army. He also has martial arts skills and is proficient in military tactics.

He became furious and pushed away his body, "I'll meet you."

I thought that the ancient sword had penetrated dozens of people one after another, and was blocked by the iron armor, but by the time he was in front of him, it had exhausted its strength and became weak and weak.

The moment they met, General Zheng regretted it.

"Ah!"

The ancient sword cut through his weapon, penetrated directly through the armor worth thousands of gold, and penetrated into his chest.

Before he died, he even heard the sound of a sharp knife cutting his heart and breaking his spine.
To be continued...