Wan Hongzhuang
Chapter 115 The Focus of All Eyes, the Descent of the Thunder God
"With such righteousness, my Wan family will remember it for generations to come, and will surely treat you as a direct descendant elder of the Wan family."
"After the war, my Wan family will surely open the treasure vault, and all the treasures will be yours to choose from."
Wan Hongxin was extremely moved.
What a good person, asking for nothing, just willing to help.
Tiansuanzi was also extremely moved.
What a good person, actually opening the treasure vault for me to choose from, how can I not be polite?
"Alas, Friend Hongxin, what are you saying? How could I, a humble Daoist, be the kind of person who covets other people's treasures?"
Tiansuanzi pretended to be displeased.
"Daoist friend has noble character and integrity, Hongxin admires you!"
Wan Hongxin sincerely praised.
Wan Zhentian sighed as he watched the two chatting so enthusiastically, and said, "I also admire Daoist friend Tiansuanzi's chivalry, but now is not the time for idle talk. The great array is about to be broken, and it is time for close combat. Let's prepare ourselves."
"Yes, Father."
Crack!
Crack, crack, crack!
A cracking sound came from the great array above, and the cultivators in the city all looked up at the sky.
Their eyes were full of worry.
With the great array in place, none of them were injured or killed, and they could happily slaughter the enemy.
But once the great array was broken, they would have to engage in battle with enemies twice their number.
Boom!!!
In the worried gazes of everyone,
the great array,
was broken.
"Old dog, what other reliance do you have? Today, I will definitely cut off your dog head and take back the position of city lord that belongs to me!"
Wan Xiaotian laughed wildly, then pointed forward with the broadsword in his hand, and shouted:
"Kill!"
Following Wan Xiaotian's order, nine Jindan (Core Formation) experts, and countless troops behind them, charged mightily towards Nanfu City.
All the war boats in the sky, except for a part left to operate the spiritual energy cannons, charged over.
"My sons, the moment to sacrifice yourselves for loyalty has arrived! Hold on for another hour, and the main city's reinforcements will arrive. Now, you fight for the family, and the family will not forget your contributions."
"Kill!"
Wan Zhentian also shouted loudly, took the lead in flying out of the city wall, and met Wan Xiaotian.
These two had been fighting for nearly a hundred years and were destined enemies.
Wan Zhentian hated his second brother for constantly opposing him, causing the strength of Nanfu City to decline instead of advance, and now even rebelling against the Wan family, causing the Wan family to split, doing something that gladdened enemies and saddened loved ones.
Wan Xiaotian hated his elder brother for his weak governance and lack of ambition, hated him for seizing the position of city lord that belonged to him, and causing him to bow his head in front of him for nearly a hundred years.
It could be said that although they were brothers, they were irreconcilable enemies.
After Wan Xiaotian received a blow from Wan Zhentian, he shouted loudly, "Don't worry about me, each of you pick a Jindan expert to fight, and the other six, all go and besiege Wan Hongxin."
"Be sure to kill Wan Hongxin!"
Wan Xiaotian knew very well that Wan Zhentian was just an old dog with mediocre talent, and Jindan was already his limit.
But Wan Hongxin was different. He had long been hailed as the Wan family's number one genius, and now he was even at the peak of the Jindan stage.
With Wan Hongxin's talent, he could step into the Yuanying (Nascent Soul) stage at any time, so he must be killed this time.
If Wan Hongxin was allowed to escape, then when Wan Hongxin returned in the Yuanying stage in the future, none of their family would want to live!
"It's a pity that the little thief Wan Lei is not here. If he were here, I would definitely kill him first!"
Wan Xiaotian said hatefully.
"Hmph, with just you? You still want to kill Lei'er? Lei'er is the most talented young man in the history of the Wan family, and his future is limitless."
"If the clan leader knows that you want to kill Lei'er and do such a thing to destroy our own foundation, he will definitely kill your whole family!"
Wan Zhentian snorted coldly.
"I've already rebelled, do I still care about these things? After I destroy you, I will scrape the Wan family's Nanfu City three feet into the ground, and I will find the little thief Wan Lei and kill him!"
"You should think about yourself first. You are already so old, the feeling of watching your own son die in front of you must be uncomfortable!"
Hearing this, Wan Zhentian could not help but turn his head to look. At this time, six Jindan experts had already killed Wan Hongxin.
The leader was Wan Honglin.
"Wan Hongxin, you will die today!"
Wan Honglin's eyes were bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth when he spoke. If he didn't know better, he would have thought that he had some kind of hatred for killing his father or stealing his wife with Wan Hongxin.
If Wan Xiaotian hated Wan Zhentian for his lack of ambition and wanted to usurp power, then Wan Honglin's hatred for Wan Hongxin was pure jealousy.
Since he was a child, Wan Hongxin had shown unparalleled talent, and his cultivation had progressed by leaps and bounds, which made Wan Honglin, the eldest son of their generation, jealous.
Wan Hongxin had always been like a mountain, pressing down on Wan Honglin's head. When people in the surrounding prefectures and counties mentioned the Wan family, they would first say Wan Hongxin. As for him, Wan Honglin, people would then say in passing:
At that time, in the heir competition, Wan Hongxin defeated him with one move.
Jealousy can really make a person hate another person for no reason, hate them to the bone.
Wan Honglin was also at the upper level of the Jindan stage. At this time, he took the lead in fighting with Wan Hongxin. Other nameless Jindan experts also came one after another, and each took out their magical treasures to attack Wan Hongxin.
"Hmph, you rats, what can you do to me?!"
Wan Hongxin snorted coldly, and the longsword in his hand transformed into specks of sword light, and he fought with the enemy.
Wan Zhentian and Wan Xiaotian fought together, evenly matched.
Liu Dehuai had long been eyeing Zhao Dongxing. The two were both deans of the Xinxing Academy. At this time, when enemies met, they were particularly jealous.
Sui Potian's opponent was a retainer of the Second Master's family.
On Tiansuanzi's side, his opponent was a Jindan mid-stage expert. As soon as they exchanged blows, he fell into a disadvantage.
Fortunately, Tiansuanzi was a wood-attribute cultivator with strong vitality and could quickly recover from his injuries. In addition, the snake bone whip in his hand could better restrain the enemy under his wood-attribute spiritual energy, so he could barely support himself.
But overall, he was still at a disadvantage.
The situation was extremely grim.
Wan Hongxin was indeed a generation of genius, and he was also a sword cultivator, good at attacking. Fighting against six enemies, he did not defend at all, and attacked desperately.
By doing so, he could indeed injure the enemy in a short period of time, but he himself also suffered very serious injuries.
On the battlefield below, the rebels' general attack was in full swing, and the defenders were retreating steadily, almost pushed to the base of the city wall.
The numerical disadvantage caused the defenders to suffer heavy casualties from the very beginning.
Fortunately, the 20,000 troops under Sui Potian's command understood the method of battle formation cooperation and stood at the front, barely stabilizing the decline.
But the defenders, whether those below or the Jindan experts above, all felt a sense of powerlessness and did not hold much hope for this war.
Just when the defenders were desperate, a seven-colored lightning appeared in the sky and descended. Two young figures, carrying a sky full of lightning, descended from the sky!