The righteous path punishes Heaven

Chapter 110 The An Lushan Rebellion 4

"Wudang Sect! How did you get in?!" Zhang Yunling took a step and flew towards the center of the protective shield.

Because Zhang Yunling had not participated in the previous battle between Wudang Mountain and Quanzhen Taoism, Gu Changpeng did not recognize him and therefore ignored him, continuing to maintain the protective shield to resist Dong Wan's Thunderous Nine Heavens Killing Move.

As Zhang Yunling flew towards the center of the battlefield, he transmitted his voice to Li Lin in the Tang army camp: "Prince Yong, continue the attack according to the previously arranged tactics!"

Although Li Lin was not a cultivator, he knew that cultivators all possessed the ability to transmit their voices over long distances. After hearing Zhang Yunling's voice enter his mind, he quickly took action.

Because he needed to stay in the rear and, as a prince, command the imperial banner, he could not personally lead the troops into battle. Instead, he had Guo Ziyi issue the orders on his behalf.

"Send all remaining cavalry in two columns to launch a surprise attack on the enemy's rear! An Lushan has gone all out in this battle to capture the capital, so his rear will inevitably be vulnerable. Issue this order, and the cavalry regiment will know what to do!"

"Yes!" Guo Ziyi accepted Li Lin's order and began to issue commands to the cavalry regiment.

The eunuch Gao Lishi, skilled in both literature and martial arts, was not idle at this time, but was directing the main battlefield from the front line.

Princess Yuzhen, Li Xuanxuan, standing next to Li Lin, was also observing the direction of the battlefield, but her peripheral vision was constantly fixed on the Emperor's Banner.

In just a few days after coming into contact with the Emperor's Banner, her cultivation level increased dramatically from the early stage of the Golden Core realm to the middle stage. It's hard to imagine how much faith power this war has brought to this banner.

The more panicked people were about the war, the more they hoped the court could defeat the enemy. The stronger this thought was, the more it could be absorbed by the Emperor's Banner and become the power of faith.

These powers of faith eventually transformed into a continuous stream of spiritual energy stored within the Emperor's Banner in a special form, and the sheer pressure emanating from it was enough to send chills down one's spine.

Because Li Xuanxuan lacked the qualifications of a Human Emperor, she was unable to fully wield the Human Emperor Banner. However, even so, the power she could access still brought her considerable benefits.

Moreover, possessing the Emperor's Banner meant possessing supreme imperial power, which made Li Xuanxuan even more covetous of it.

Seeing Li Lin gripping the flagpole of the Emperor's Banner tightly with both hands, she felt an unbearable itch in her heart, and occasionally cursed inwardly, "Hmph, this brat isn't stupid. The first thing he did after returning to the capital was to try to take back his father's power... What right does a mere mortal have to use this magic weapon? Humph!"

On the battlefield, Zhang Yunling took out the longsword that Li Changgeng had worn since childhood for practicing swordsmanship from his storage bag. Although this sword was just an ordinary object, it was the only thing Zhang Yunling owned that could be considered a weapon.

Moreover, he had resided in Li Changgeng's body as a soul for over twenty years. During those years, Li Changgeng practiced swordsmanship continuously, and Zhang Yunling learned a great deal from him.

The situation was critical and he didn't have time to think too much. Zhang Yunling picked up his longsword and charged towards the An Lushan coalition army.

"Wait!" Suddenly, a brown figure appeared, blocking Zhang Yunling's path. He held his spear horizontally, the tip of which gleamed coldly.

"Chen Tianfan? You!..." Upon seeing this person, Zhang Yunling was shocked, but he reacted immediately. He slashed upwards with his right longsword, a vicious strike aimed directly at Chen Tianfan's head!

Chen Tianfan, after all, was a Golden Core cultivator at the Great Perfection stage. His adaptability and combat experience far surpassed those of the inexperienced Zhang Yunling. He raised his spear and caught the sword steadily, then forcefully deflected the blade. He followed up with a straight kick, which slammed into Zhang Yunling's abdomen, sending him flying far away.

"Pfft!—" The internal force contained in this kick was profound. Chen Tianfan lived up to his reputation as the number one disciple of Wudang Mountain. The power of this one strike alone caused Zhang Yunling to spit out a mouthful of blood, and the long sword in his hand almost slipped from his grasp.

Fortunately, he was also at the Golden Core stage, and his was a Xuan Dao Purple Core, which was stronger than ordinary Golden Core cultivators. The damage to his body from that kick was immediately healed by his rapidly circulating dantian.

In just a few breaths, Zhang Yunling's injuries had mostly healed, and he once again raised his longsword and charged forward.

Chen Tianfan witnessed this scene. Although he didn't quite understand why, he became even more cautious.

"Although this person's cultivation is three realms lower than mine, the strength he has displayed is extraordinary... Using a sledgehammer to crack a nut, let's fight!"

Chen Tianfan gripped his spear tightly, kicked off the ground with his left foot, and his figure transformed into a blur as the spear tip flew forward swiftly toward Zhang Yunling!

This attack was fluid and seamless, all happening in an instant. But just as the spear tip pierced Zhang Yunling's body, the part that was stabbed suddenly turned into a phantom and slowly disappeared. It was fake!

Realizing his attack had missed, Chen Tianfan reacted immediately, spinning rapidly and swinging his spear behind him, but he couldn't see Zhang Yunling anywhere.

"What?!" After both attacks missed and he lost the enemy's position, Chen Tianfan immediately took out a defensive magic weapon from his storage bag and used it.

A moment later, realizing that Zhang Yunling hadn't attacked, Chen Tianfan cautiously withdrew his magic weapon. But just as the defense was released, a low murmur came from above Chen Tianfan's head:

"If you don't follow the right path and insist on helping this crooked path, then don't blame me for being impolite."

Chen Tianfan's pupils shrank sharply. Before he could re-establish his defense, Zhang Yunling's attack descended from above. Zhang Yunling's left index finger emitted a dazzling golden light. He stood upside down with his feet up and his hand down, his fingertip stabbing fiercely towards Chen Tianfan's crown!

"True Yang Finger!" A surge of powerful spiritual energy condensed on this finger and erupted violently from its tip. Intense pain swept over Chen Tianfan's entire head, then spread throughout his body. Finally, an explosion occurred at the point of contact between Zhang Yunling's fingertip and the top of his head, blasting Chen Tianfan away.

"Ah!—" A large patch of Chen Tianfan's long hair was burned off by the explosion of spiritual energy. Although he had trained his body to be as strong as steel, this attack hit his vitals directly, and the damage was enough to temporarily render him unable to fight.

To launch such a vicious sneak attack without being detected, Zhang Yunling undoubtedly used his "Divine Speed ​​Ghost Steps," which he had already cultivated to the second level.

Chen Tianfan lost control of his body and crashed to the ground, dropping his spear. It took him a long time to get up, and the sounds of battle cries and artillery fire still rang in his ears.

Chen Tianfan was still in disbelief at the attack he had just suffered, but when he looked up, he saw Zhang Yunling's sword blade about to strike him down.

Seeing that Chen Tianfan was about to die at his hands, Gu Changpeng hurriedly called several disciples to maintain the protective shield for him. He then flew quickly toward Chen Tianfan while manipulating his magic to attack Zhang Yunling.

"You brat, stop!" Gu Changpeng raised his left hand, and a wind blade flew out of his hand, attacking Zhang Yunling quickly. Just then, a sword aura appeared from the side, forcefully blocking the wind blade.

"Want to come over? Beat me first!" The one who deflected the attack was none other than Dong Wan.

She raised the Nine-Bend Treasure Blade in her hand, its cold light reflecting off her beautiful face. At this moment, the only two Nascent Soul stage cultivators on the battlefield began a direct confrontation!

"Damn it..." Gu Changpeng gritted his teeth and cursed, gathering power in both hands at the same time. Two gusts of wind formed in his palms, and Gu Changpeng's figure became like a whirlwind, rushing towards Dong Wan at high speed!