Yingzhou Ablaze

722 Yingzhou Ablaze

As Yan Tianxing's vanguard army had just entered Yingzhou, black clouds were already roiling across the horizon, while thousands of talismans exploded across the city walls like blood-red butterflies.

The secret weapon under King Zhao—the cultivators of the "Blood Fiend Camp"—were treading over ladders piled with corpses and madly assaulting Yingzhou's main city.

The defensive formation left behind by Xiao Lingying had already developed cracks, and its blue-gray light curtain trembled like a dying giant beast.

"Zhang Yanqin, take thirty Sword Cultivators and three hundred Martial Artists around back and cut off their Spiritual Item supply lines!" Yan Tianxing pointed his long sword, and the black-armored cultivators behind him surged toward the enemy formation like a dark flood.

He turned and barked at the youth in blue robes and black armor who had hurried over, "Remember, this is the Thousand Mechanism Thunder Summoning Technique I prepared for your Zhang Household. It's the key to breaking the formation."

Zhang Yanqin clenched the Jade Tablet at his waist—it was the Magic Treasure, the "Thunder Pivot Seal," that his grandfather Zhang Mingshu had personally given him several days ago.

He pressed his lips together and nodded. Thunder patterns suddenly blazed in his palm as he led the cultivators into the flank of the battlefield like a sharp blade.

Above Yingzhou's main city, black clouds blanketed the sky, as if they were about to swallow the entire city.

The cultivators of King Zhao's "Blood Fiend Camp" all had scarlet eyes. They trod over ladders piled with corpses and madly charged the defensive formation.

These cultivators were all desperados King Zhao had gathered from various places, and a heavy stench of blood rolled off their bodies.

The defensive formation left behind by Xiao Lingying had already developed cracks.

The blue-gray light curtain