Li Ye didn't look at He Jingcheng, his target was a thousand soldiers.

Of course he understood what kind of power a thousand Taoist soldiers would form into a battle formation. It was not comparable to that of a simple superposition of a thousand real people.

Although he had never fought with Taoist soldiers, he had common sense in military affairs.

But his sword still slashed straight.

In any battle formation, there is a main general. If you can kill the enemy's main general, the power of the battle formation will be greatly reduced.

It is not difficult to find the chief general of a thousand soldiers, at least for a battlefield general like Li Ye.

He saw that the armored magic weapon was exactly the same, but the breath affected the cultivator in the entire battle formation.

With a thought, the sky sword flew out of his body. With the cover of the blue-white sword energy, he headed straight for the Taoist commander with an uncapturable speed!

The light shield that can defend against the full-strength attack of the True Immortal Realm is like a virtual and real in front of the Heavenly Sword, and has no effect of delay at all.

The sky sword passed through the light shield as if there was nothing in front of him.

The Heavenly Sword is given by the Heavenly Way, and it contains the laws of the Great Dao. No matter how powerful the Taoist light shield is, it is a flaw in the origin of the Great Dao. Even if Li Ye cannot see such a flaw, it is not difficult for the Heavenly Sword to find a gap and break into it.

The Heavenly Sword in the Secret Realm should have been obtained by Master Feihong. Based on her strength that day, she instinctively defeated Li Ye and seized this weapon.

But she didn't do that.

Even the Heavenly Sword that even the Buddha Realm covets is not in full force and cannot fully demonstrate its power, but the essence is different.

The slight puff could not be heard in Li Ye's ears, but Li Ye felt the aura of the sky sword passing through the cultivator's heart.

The body of the Taoist general suddenly turned into a blood mist and exploded, leaving no flesh and bones!

In an undetectable moment, the momentum of the Taoist war formation suddenly dropped to a freezing point, and its power became much weaker.

At the same time, the sword energy containing the power of the Emperor's Dao, the power of the Yin-Yang Dao, and the power of the fortune of the people in the Immortal Garden slashed into the light shield of the Taoist soldiers!

This is the first time that Li Ye has put the power of luck in the people in the fairy garden into actual combat.

Pinglu has millions of people, and there are also seven or eight hundred thousand people who provide him with strength. What kind of power is this?

Like cutting bubbles, the sword energy cuts the light shield and cuts into the middle of the Taoist war formation!

In the extreme light, hundreds of bodies were instantly obliterated, like firewood burned by flames, turning into dust and dissipating like smoke in the violent wind of spiritual energy that exploded. Their screaming faces before death and their struggling limbs seemed to have a moment of freezing, but they disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The sword energy cut into the ground, and the ground trembled, and the spiritual energy bounced up to the bottom, forming a rapid overflowing wave on both sides, shaped like sails, rising dozens of feet straight.

In the craze of spiritual energy that was flying like a sail, hundreds of Taoist soldiers flew backwards with muds and stones in the impact of the sword energy. Some people flew with their legs broken, some people shattered their clothes, and some people spit blood on their mouths.

In the end, these Taoist soldiers fell into various places like dumplings and fell heavily to the ground, and some people's bodies bounced up from the ground several times.

When the smoke and dust gradually dissipated and could barely see the objects, everyone was frightened to see a huge terrifying sword chasm on the ground, which was deep across the moat ditch and a length of hundreds of feet!

Not only Zhu Wen, He Jingcheng, Zhang Zhongsheng and other Xuanwu army monks, but also Yu Shi, Cui Keli and others at the head of Qingzhou City, and more than 100,000 soldiers of the two armies who were present witnessed this powerful sword with their own eyes and this rare grand scene.

The Xuanwu army soldiers who rushed to the city of Qingzhou were even forced to stop siege.

In their angrily eyes, smoke and dust scattered, and a tall figure holding a sword in a mysterious robe, stood on the top of the Qingzhou city tower, overlooking the world.

It is difficult for everyone to describe the other person's demeanor.

This is not like a king coming to the world.

Because he is the king!

Not only the king of Pinglu, but also the king of the Tang Dynasty!

......

He Jingcheng's hands and feet were cold, and he couldn't help but take three steps in a row, and was shocked: "How could this happen?"

No one answered his question, and no one could answer it.

Zhu Wen looked at the figure on the top of the city tower, and after a while, he could barely come back to his senses and murmured: "King An... is he so strong?"

Back then, he was a general under Huang Chao. He fought with Li Ye in Dengzhou and was unexpectedly defeated. But at that time, Li Ye was only in the Qi training stage and was not much different from him.

Although Zhu Wen was a reckless man, he was arrogant and heroic. He didn't take a few people seriously. He believed that he would definitely achieve great achievements in troubled times.

Over the years, he has been trying to catch up with Li Ye, trying to surpass the other party.

Li Ye is a mountain standing in front of him. The distance between him and this mountain is the distance between him and the world. Without crossing this mountain, it will be difficult for him to achieve real success.

He thought he could catch up, but when Li Ye sent troops to Hedong, he effortlessly captured Wei Bo, who had always been rebellious and powerful, and conquered Zhaoyi, he lost this confidence.

Fortunately, the immortal cultivator found him, which made Zhu Wen regain the spirit of competing with Li Ye. No matter how strong Li Ye is, he can't be stronger than the immortal, right? So he endured his disgust towards the immortal cultivator and began to work together with the other party.

The first battle was to attack Panglu.

Zhu Wen knew very well that Li Ye was like his nightmare, a nightmare he had to solve before he went to the world. So he devoted himself to this battle without any reservation.

I thought that with the help of the monks in the Immortal Court, this battle would definitely be successful. But who would have thought that it took so long to see him, not only did Li Ye have the strength to kill the immortals, but even He Jing, the extremely respectable Taoist soldiers in Chengdu, were defeated by him with one sword!

Can't even the fairy court deal with Li Ye anymore?

Zhu Wen felt bitter in his heart.

But he is still relying on the power of an immortal...

The gap between the two was not made up by time, but became bigger and bigger as time passed.

Zhu Wen felt discouraged.

Zhang Zhongsheng clenched his sleeves and gritted his teeth to suppress the tremor of his body.

He looked motionlessly at the mysterious figure on the city tower with a heroic figure, as if the whole country was under his feet, and his heart was surging.

He had never seen King An before.

While lobbying Cui Li at the city center of Qingzhou that day, although Zhang Zhongsheng finally gave up persuasion, it was his life choice of respecting his classmates, not because he was convinced by the other party.

The reason why he was not convinced was nothing else, because he felt that Li Ye was not worthy of Cui Keli's talent.

As a classmate who is like brothers, Zhang Zhongsheng knew very well that Cui Keli's talent was too incompetent to let the other party manage a town of five states. And Li Ye was destined to perish, so how could he let Cui Keli show his best and show his ambitions with all his might?

What Confucian scholars seek in their lifetime is nothing more than six words: making merits, virtues and words. Making merits ranks first. Studying and being good at being an official can only serve the people. This is the primary pursuit of Confucian scholars. Running for the country and the country and making contributions to the elders is the dream of every Confucian scholar.

But now, when he saw King An himself, and when he saw this shocking sword, he looked at his demeanor and manners, Zhang Zhongsheng woke up as if he was in a dream.

Trekley's choice is not wrong!

Zhang Zhongsheng thought to himself that if he was in Pinglu, it would be difficult for him to refuse the invitation from the side when facing such a splendid leader.

Zhang Zhongsheng remembered what Tricky said that day: "I, Tricky, have chosen my own wise ruler. No matter whether he succeeds or fails, I will follow you for the rest of my life. If he succeeds, I will govern the world; if he fails, I will govern the five prefectures of Pinglu; if he dies, I will buried my bones with him in this land where we have shed blood and tears!"

He didn't understand this sentence very much that day, but now he understands it a little.

If you follow such a master, even if you are defeated and died, there is nothing to regret? Even if the light emitted by this time is briefly like a meteor flashing and disappearing in the blink of an eye, it has illuminated the sky and seen by the people of the world. In this way, even if you really die, there is nothing unacceptable, right?

Zhang Zhongsheng unconsciously clenched his fists.

He suddenly envied Trickley.

In the chaotic times, good birds choose trees to live in. However, there are countless heroes in the world, but there are only a few true wise rulers, even only one or two.

Even if he followed Confucianism to assist another prince who was extremely likely to succeed, made merits, virtues and words, and even left his name in history, does the other party have the charm of King An and make him willing to surrender?

If not, it would be a pity, right?

After all, Confucian scholars can only live this life.

Born in a chaotic world and devote yourself to the world, should you choose the monarch who is the most likely to accomplish something, or the wise lord who best suits your wishes?

Should we pursue fame and fortune and follow the trend, or follow our own hearts?

This is an option.

Everyone faces a choice in troubled times.

There are always many choices in life.

Faced with such a choice, Zhang Zhongsheng had no answer.

When he was studying in the past, he read a lot of books. He once read that many failed wise lords still had a group of loyal men around him when they were defeated. When the enemy attacked, they would rather commit suicide and die with the Lord than surrender, and embrace power and wealth that are within reach.

At this time, Zhang Zhongsheng always doesn't understand the choices of those people.

Isn't it good to be alive?

Isn’t it necessary to survive, display your ambitions, and live up to your talents and ambitions?

Now, he understood a little.

Zhang Zhongsheng, who is among the 72 Confucian scholars, has learned a lot and grown a lot in this battle.

......

Li Ye held the Emperor's Sword and led forward towards Xuanwu Army. His tone was gentle but particularly powerful: "The Pinglu Army listened to the order of the Gu Wang: the three armies attacked together, and fought to the death with the invading enemy!"

A tsunami shouting sound like a tsunami erupted from the city of Qingzhou. The soldiers rushed out in an organized manner and launched the final battle against the Xuanwu army in front of the city.

After seeing Li Ye breaking the Immortal Taoist soldiers with one sword, the soldiers of the Pinglu Army were already very energetic. It was a team that even Shangguan Qingcheng could not defeat, but even Li Ye didn't take a sword.

Li Ye's strength gave the Pinglu army the most effective heart-warming agent.

Seeing that King An returned and came to the front line again, the Pinglu army went up to the generals and soldiers, and they all fought forever. For a moment, they were as fierce as tigers on the mountain, with sharp attacks and crazy appearances.

The Xuanwu Army may not be unable to stop the Pinglu Army, but at this moment it obviously lost its fighting spirit. Many people were already extremely afraid of Li Ye. At this moment, when they saw the Pinglu Army coming out, they were all frightened and retreated in panic. Some even turned around and ran away.

Zhang Zhongsheng looked straight at him and saw countless soldiers of Pinglu army, rushing out from the city wall at Li Ye’s feet, and the city gates rushed out. He couldn’t help but sway.

In front of the city tower, Trekley's figure stood straight like a javelin. At this moment, Zhang Zhongsheng seemed to be particularly tall and extremely energetic.

All Confucian scholars with lofty hearts can't help but be envious of the great and romantic style.

Zhang Zhongsheng couldn't help but wonder: If he was standing there, what would he feel at this moment?

He finally looked at Li Ye deeply, remembered the King An who was standing on the top of the city tower, and turned around and left without looking back.
Chapter completed!