Chapter 355

The wind howled, and the heavy snow drifted down.

The whole world was covered in white.

Standing on top of the "Dongling Pavilion," one could see the scenery in all directions.

The city was still a mess.

Outside the city, in the west and north, on the flat ground, hundreds of thousands of troops were pressing up in dense crowds.

These people were at least in the Post-Natal Realm, strong and powerful, with infinite strength, and the highest were in the Qi Hai Realm, capable of flying on swords and escaping the earth.

Flying in the sky, running on the ground, the momentum that covered the sky and the sun gathered together, rushing straight into the sky and all directions, making people feel heavy in their hearts.

Donglan City, which was originally considered tall and sturdy, suddenly became a pitiful "dangerous city" in front of them, as if it would collapse with one charge!

It was no wonder Old Mo uttered the words "It's going to be difficult."

Old Xu also sighed: "Eight cities, nearly thirty families, all their elites are out. In this barren place, what kind of power is needed to resist?"

Old Mo smiled bitterly: "Perhaps the situation of the Heng family being the sole dominant power is not advisable. This is a precursor to the rise of an imperial clan, which the surrounding cities will never allow!"

The woman in red, who was respectfully held by a guard with a snake-eye umbrella, suddenly asked: "How many combatants does the Heng family have? The exact number!"

Old Mo said: "The entire Heng family has only 6,000-plus people. Even with the recruited rogue cultivators, there are only 10,000-plus!"

The woman in red's eyes turned, and she said: "In this level of slaughter, 10,000 against 100,000, there is really no chance of winning!"

The young man in yellow robes on the side said: "It seems that the hope of the Heng family in Donglan City lies in that Heng Xian you mentioned. What exactly is this person's background?"

Old Xu shook his head: "I haven't seen this kid for six or seven years, it's hard to say!"

"What about this person's realm?" the young man in yellow robes asked, "I deliberately investigated, but it seems to be blocked by something, I can't see clearly!"

The woman in red also said: "I also tested it, it is indeed hazy and unclear. This person should have some kind of magic treasure to conceal his aura!"

Old Mo thought for a moment and said: "Six years ago, it was certain that this kid was only First-Tier Qi Hai. Now, I'm afraid he is in the late Qi Hai Realm or the Primordial Dan Realm. I haven't had time to check carefully!"

The woman in red was a little surprised: "Breaking through eight or nine small realms or one major realm in six years is truly a genius!"

"The Primordial Dan Realm is also divided into pill-taking, ordinary, perfect, and Hunyuan!"

The young man in yellow robes said indifferently: "Let's assume he is an ordinary Primordial Dan Realm cultivator. Dealing with hundreds or thousands of cultivators is no problem, but resisting an army of 100,000 is a bit too self-deceiving!"

The woman in red waved her sleeves and said: "Perhaps he wants to deter! Deterrence is far more effective than killing!"

Old Xu pondered and said: "As far as I know, the nearly thirty families in the eight cities attacking also have many disciples practicing in major sects. If there are no accidents, many major sect disciples will come to help later!"

"Oh? In that case, the Heng family has even less chance of winning! I'm curious, how will this Heng Xian turn the tables!"

The young man in yellow robes took out a folding fan, "swished" it open, his face full of playfulness.

Just then, the armies in the west and north had already arrived at the city walls.

The black mass of the cultivator army, in the sky and on the ground, could not be seen to the end, giving people a great sense of oppression.

On the city walls, the Heng family's "Xianyi Guard" were facing a great enemy.

The restlessness of ordinary people in the city had been forcibly suppressed.

The whole world was filled with a murderous atmosphere!

Soon, from the west of the city, the manifestos of the four cities including Shouyang arrived, and a loud-voiced cultivator read them out, saying that the Heng family should be killed.

Then from the north of the city, the manifestos of the four cities of Heishui followed, which made the Donglan Heng family even worse than pigs and dogs, and anyone could kill them!

Once the two manifestos were issued, the Heng family instantly became "heinous," and if they were not killed, it would not be enough to appease the public anger, and if they were not killed, it would not be enough to face heaven and earth.

Immediately, the 100,000-strong army slowly approached, and the attack could start at any time!

In Donglan City, the atmosphere was suppressed to the extreme.

Ordinary merchants and commoners were arranged in the houses of the barren slums, their faces pale, their hearts panicked, not knowing what kind of fate they would face.

People from small families like the Sun family, Liu family, Gong, and Wu went out one after another, climbed up to high buildings, and watched the city walls and the direction outside the city, all trembling in their hearts.

However, they were more at a loss.

Because the Heng family did not mobilize them to meet the enemy, nor did they send a large force out to meet the enemy. This was very wrong and illogical.

What exactly is the Heng family planning?

With dozens of families from eight cities outside the city attacking, can we still survive?

Time passed second by second.

The atmosphere became more and more tense.

Just then, from the west of the city, a group of figures flew from the sky on swords and flashed over. It was a group of major sect disciples.

The leader was a sturdy young man with an imposing aura, murderous, and a cold face. He scolded, and the sound resounded in all directions: "Provoking my Shouyang Liu family, you should be destroyed!"

One person's aura actually faintly suppressed the murderous aura of nearly 10,000 people.

Liu family head Liu Zhentian stroked his beard and laughed: "Grandson, come, come!"

The young man flashed and landed in the Liu family camp, cupping his hands heavily: "Liu Wudu meets Grandfather. Grandfather, rest assured, for such a small city, grandson can destroy it with a flick of a finger!"

"Hahaha..." Liu Zhentian laughed heartily.

A group of Liu family elders laughed with relief.

In the north of the city, among the four cities of Heishui, a group of figures also flew from the sky on swords.

Among them, the two strongest auras landed on the Xu family's ferocious war chariot. One of the young men had a tiger-headed broadsword hanging from his waist, and his whole body was filled with murderous aura. He cupped his hands and bowed: "Uncle, nephew Xu Ze is here!"

Xu Tongda smiled indifferently, pointing to Donglan City: "Nephew, I intend to destroy this city, how much certainty do you have?"

Xu Ze looked coldly at Donglan City: "Ten percent if there are no accidents! Besides, Senior Sister is here too!"

As he spoke, he stepped aside.

The other figure was a slender woman in yellow clothes, full of charm in her glances. At this time, she bowed slightly: "Uncle, Ziyu is here to help!"

"Miss Yuan!" A group of Xu family elders and direct descendants bowed one after another.

Third on the Divine Blade Palace's Earth List, a future elder of the Divine Blade Palace, they could not help but treat her differently.

Xu Tongda was even more relieved: "Ziyu, Uncle has wanted to destroy this city for a long time, sorry to trouble you!"

"What are you saying, Uncle!" Yuan Ziyu bowed: "This city is barren, it's easy for your niece to destroy it, Uncle, rest assured!"

Xu Tongda nodded with relief.

Xu Ge smiled even more: "Try your best later, we must be the first to occupy the Donglan City Lord's Mansion!"

Yuan Ziyu and Xu Ze said at the same time: "Can do!"

"Dongling Pavilion."

On the elegant roof, a group of people stood with snow umbrellas, watching the outside of the city silently.

Old Xu said: "The 100,000-strong army of the eight cities has arrived, and there is still no movement in the city!"

Old Mo hesitated: "What puzzles me is that the Heng family not only did not mobilize the various forces in the city, but even their own people have no intention of moving!"

"Sitting and waiting for death?" the woman in red asked.

Old Xu and Old Mo looked at each other: "The Heng family might surrender, but with Heng Xian's temper, he definitely won't."

The young man in yellow robes asked: "I'm curious, since that's the case, what exactly is Heng Xian and the Heng family planning?"

As soon as the words fell, the tightly closed Heng family gate suddenly opened, and a carriage, driven by a pair of boys and girls, slowly drove towards the city gate.

The horse was an ordinary horned horse, and the carriage was an ordinary carriage!

"They're out!" Old Mo said in a lost voice.

(End of chapter)