Immortal Fairies Always Have Designs on Me-Chapter 938 - 393: Zhiyu: One Punch Shatters the Martial God’s Dream

Rumble——

The cliffs of Jianzhao Valley trembled under the residual force of Zhiyu's twin palms, as the heavy rain swept down with rubble.

Amidst the panicked voices of the Yunshan soldiers, they hurriedly tugged at the reins and fled from this place of trouble.

Nevertheless, quite a few cavalrymen either fell from the heights with the falling rocks or were struck by the scattered rubble or cavalrymen, their screams echoing continuously.

Jianzhao Valley is essentially a ravine, and in military terms, its elevated terrain makes it a prime spot for an ambush.

However, for a Martial Saint, such a place loses the meaning of an ambush entirely.

Just like the scene happening before their eyes, a single punch from a Martial Saint was enough to cause the cliff to collapse, rendering the advantage of the high-ground soldiers meaningless.

Furthermore, the narrow terrain of Jianzhao Valley meant that a massive army couldn't spread out.

"Under the command of the Great General... Zhiyu is here!"

Gripping a long spear in her hand, Zhiyu swung the shaft, the tip humming, the crimson Dragon's Blood and Qi making her petite frame exude an imposing and powerful aura of standing guard against ten thousand.

And as her clear voice fell, the cavalry horses squeezed in the valley on both front and back sides began to tremble uneasily, no matter how the armored soldiers atop the horses tried to control them, they couldn't stop the war horses beneath them, which had been with them for a long time, from kneeling and crawling.

With the warhorses in front kneeling, the heavily armored infantry, archers, and gunners behind them came into the view of Lu Jin'an and Dongfang Xinglan.

"Did you just release the restriction on Zhiyu's Demon Energy?" Dongfang Xinglan could only think of this possibility.

Earlier, when Lu Jin'an held Zhiyu's wrist, she definitely did this.

"Mhm." Lu Jin'an was happy to let her misunderstand, and said flatly, "You should break out now, don't stay too close to me."

Dongfang Xinglan nodded, carrying the Qin King Sword, stepping forward.

At the forefront, Chen Yandong looked at Dongfang Xinglan approaching slowly, the intent to kill flashing in his eyes.

The 150,000 Yunshan Army surrounding Jianzhao Valley was all composed of the most loyal soldiers, and although this narrow terrain limited them, Dongfang Xinglan, though a Martial Saint, wouldn't find it easy to escape.

Unless she could fly, but how could a Martial Saint possibly fly?

"I say..." Lu Jin'an began to speak slowly at this moment, "I've already released the person, aren't you going to make way for King Qin?"

"How could we let you two rebels off?" Chen Yandong sneered coldly, "Archers, ready!"

"Colluding?" Lu Jin'an stepped forward, "It's merely mutual exploitation; otherwise, the two of us would've died in the previous army array. But now, I would love to see you fight among yourselves."

Though this place was filled with the most loyal court troops, the attitude still needed to be there, emphasizing the image of not taking sides to prevent damaging Dongfang Xinglan's prestige.

"Today, neither of you rebels will escape!"

Chen Yandong could understand Lu Jin'an's implication, as a General of a province he previously also believed that collusion among rebels was quite normal, but anyhow, this was a golden opportunity to eliminate these two.

Although the cavalry had lost their use at this moment, in this narrow terrain, the cooperation of the foot soldiers, archers, and gunners would indeed exhaust these two!

If you have the capability, fly away!

"All troops... attack!"

With a wave of his hand, Chen Yandong ordered the Yunshan Army to charge towards Dongfang Xinglan fearlessly.

"Master Zhao," he continued, "I'll leave the other rebel to you!"

Zhao Junshan leaped out without a word, understanding naturally that this young man, a Half-step Martial God, was the opponent that required the most attention.

To kill him, then capturing King Qin and that auspicious White Fox would be easy.

"Zhiyu, he's yours."

"Zhiyu accepts the task!"

With that, Zhiyu brandished a long spear much longer than herself, charging ferociously towards Zhao Junshan.

Lu Jin'an's eyes glimmered with amusement, a Martial God was indeed the most suitable opponent for Zhiyu at this stage.

After all, when personally teaching Zhiyu martial arts, she would subconsciously hold back, so using Zhao Junshan for practice could definitely greatly enhance Zhiyu's combat experience.

Moreover... Zhiyu is really adorable.

With this thought fleeting through her mind, Lu Jin'an patted the side of Iron Hoof Cloud's flank, "Go, ensure Dongfang Xinglan's safe exit."

Iron Hoof Cloud neighed, carrying the White Fox towards Dongfang Xinglan.

With such an auspicious White Fox present, it was only natural to win over a steed.

Hearing the hoofbeats coming from the back side, Dongfang Xinglan didn't hesitate to mount the horse, standing atop the horse's head the White Fox rose on its hind limbs, the surrounding air flickering with its blood and Qi power.

"Make way for King Qin!"

The White Fox spoke human words.

Auspicious, able to glow, able to speak, it was a formidable weapon in this outdated Dynasty that worshipped the Three Great Martial Gods.

Even the most loyal soldiers dared not harm the 'envoy fox' of a God, thus their attack was rendered comical.

And Dongfang Xinglan showed no mercy, wielding the Qin King Sword with free rein as if in an unguarded land, blood was spilled upon the rain-drenched land, and corpses lay everywhere.

Watching this scene, Chen Yandong clenched his teeth until they could almost shatter, yet he dared not order recklessly.

Even His Majesty the Emperor was merely 'Heaven's Son', where did they have the standing to harm a 'divine envoy's fox' sent by God?

This cannot continue as is...

Chen Yandong's expression steeled, he barked, "Bring my bow!"

He had resolved to personally shoot down that White Fox, regardless of the consequences afterward... even if it meant the Crown Prince would eradicate his nine generations!

Taking hold of the bow and arrow, Chen Yandong slowly retreated behind the soldiers, gazing around to find a concealed spot.

This act mustn't be witnessed by his men, otherwise, even the most loyal soldiers might rebel.