In an instant, Xiahou Lie's heart shattered in the sky, and his body fell from the sky and landed on the ruins of Outer City.
The entire Azure Cloud City fell into a suffocating silence.
On the three Redscale Void-Breaking Warships suspended in the sky, the more than six hundred remaining Dragon Scale Dao Soldierss were stiff, and even the fingers holding Immortal-Slaying Mo Daos were trembling violently.
The commander-in-chief Xiahou Lie is a great monk of the Late Eighth Realm. He possesses the dragon energy of the dynasty and Great Xia Divine Dao Dharma Avatar. He is a nearly invincible god in the army. However, within a few breaths, the woman in white smashed Dharma Avatar into pieces with a volley punch and crushed her heart.
Su Yueli stood in the sky in front of the war boat, scanning the remaining generals on the deck.
She didn't have the slightest spiritual pressure of a cultivator to intimidate her, but when those clear and calm eyes looked over, all Dao Soldiers and the captain who touched her sight involuntarily let go of the weapons in their hands.
The sound of "ding clang, clang clanging" of gold and iron falling to the ground echoed one after another, and more than six hundred immortals Deathsworn knelt down on the cold deck.
"The war boat was lowered and parked in the Western Ward open space." Su Yueli said calmly, "Demolish all the spirit-guiding array disks and collect the spirit cannons and heavy crossbows."
"Yes... I will obey the decree of my seniors!" The leader, a deputy Commander, had his forehead close to the deck and did not even dare to raise his head.
Han Yu carried Eight-Thousand-Jin Black Iron Greatsword and jumped onto the edge of the war boat.
The linen clothes on her body had long been soaked with blood. Fifth Realm Qi and Blood Although she had not completely recovered, her eyes were as cold as a knife.
"Remove armor, hand over Storage Bag and the warship center jade order." Han Yu slammed the heavy sword onto the deck, and a shallow crater was made in the hard Refined Iron deck. "Those who retreat into the bottom cabin will not be killed."
The remaining Dao Soldiers had no idea of resistance. He took off his dragon scale heavy armor in an orderly manner, handed over all Law Artifact, and retreated to the bottom cabin to accept the surrender.
The three huge war beasts slowly sank amidst the roar, and finally landed firmly on the ruins of Outer City, serving as Eternal Life Martial Sect's temporary black iron fortress.
At the same time, Inner City was completely in panic.
On the City Lord's Mansion's heavy building, the city lord Li Daoyuan was clutching the parapet with both hands, his legs were shaking uncontrollably, and the back of his official robe was already completely wet with cold sweat.
Behind him, there were gathered Azure Cloud City heads of the seven major cultivators Lineage, as well as more than twenty heads of small sects. Everyone's face was as ugly as death.
According to their original expectations, Great Xia Imperial Family dispatched Eighth Realm Pacification Commissioner and three war boats to suppress Outer City, a group of mortal warriors who did not know the heights of the world. It was just a trivial matter.
Who could have expected that Daxia's elite military formation would be wiped out in a frontal battle, and even Late Eighth Realm's Xiahou Lie would be killed in public!
"Run! Leave now!"
The Wang Immortal Clan patriarch's voice was trembling, and his eyes were full of panic. "Xiahou Lie is dead, and the imperial war boat has fallen into the hands of mortals. If those idiots attack Inner City, we Aristocratic Clan who usually bully mortals will all be chopped into pieces!"
"Brother Wang is right, pack up your belongings and leave the city through the south gate immediately!" Another sect elder agreed.
In just half an hour, the streets of Inner City fell into unprecedented chaos.
The usually well-dressed monks looked panicked and summoned Flying Sword and Dun Guang one after another.
Some people used Storage Bag to rush to load the Spirit Stone and antiques in the Lineage warehouse. Some people fought with swords in the street to compete for a small cargo shuttle. Carriages, Flying Sword, and handymen crowded into a ball on the street.
However, when the first group of monks driving Flying Sword rushed into the sky dozens of feet above the south city gate, a harsh and heavy roar suddenly exploded from outside the city.
"Hoo--!!"
A heavy black iron gun that was more than three feet long and weighed five hundred kilograms broke through the air from a thousand feet away!
The heavy gun surpassed the speed of sound with the blessing of pure power. Like a black thunder, it penetrated the Spiritual Power hub, the core of the shuttle at the front, with incomparable accuracy!
"Boom!!"
The shuttle was torn apart in mid-air, and the several Fourth Realm monks on it screamed and fell in front of the city tower, with bruises on their noses and faces, broken bones and tendons.
Lu Chang'an is holding Dark Iron Sledgehammer with one arm, standing on the stone steps of the city gate.
His left shoulder was heavily compressed by Flesh-Regenerating Paste, revealing a large area of burnt black and gray granulation. Peak Fourth Realm and Periosteum tightly locked the operation of Qi and Blood in his body.
Behind him, thirty Martial Sect disciples holding heavy guns formed a defense line and stared coldly at the cultivators in front of them.
"The sect master has an order."
Lu Chang'an spat out a mouthful of bloody spit with cold eyes. "The war has not yet been decided. The whole city is under martial law for three days. Anyone who escapes privately with a sword will be deemed to have started a war and will be executed without mercy."
Looking at the heavy pig-iron gun that was sunk several feet deep into the Bluestone board, and looking at the three huge war boats slowly descending from the city in the distance, the hundreds of immortal cultivators gathered in front of the city gate were all chilled, and no one dared to take another half step forward.
There is no escape.
Facing a real monster who can blow up Dharma Avatar thousands of feet with his bare hands, the entire Azure Cloud City has turned into a cage with nowhere to escape.
In the afternoon, Azure Cloud City Lord Li Daoyuan took off the purple gold official crown on his head, took off his Subordinate Third Rank official robe, barefooted, and knelt down step by step to the stone bridge connecting the inner and outer cities.
He held up the official seal of the city lord, the defensive formation disk, and the city's household registration accounts with both hands, and pressed his forehead firmly against the cold Bluestone board.
Behind him, the patriarchs of the seven major families in the inner city and more than twenty elders of small sects also took off their fine clothes and knelt down neatly in the dust, their faces ashen as death, waiting to die.
At the other end of the long street, Su Yueli was walking slowly.
She was still wearing a spotless white dress, her expression was calm, and her steps were neither fast nor slow.
Han Yu and Li Meng led dozens of the Martial Sect disciples behind them. Black Iron's giant sword and pig iron heavy shield dragged on the ground, making crisp sounds.
Su Yueli didn't even take a second look at Li Daoyuan on the ground. He just walked straight past this group of normally aloof Xianguan wealthy people and stepped onto Inner City's long white jade street.
"Li Daoyuan." Su Yueli's voice was very light.
"The sin is here! Please forgive all living beings in the city!" Li Daoyuan's body was shaking violently.
"Send the entire city's treasury account books, leyline ore maps, and all spirit medicine field's contracts to the City Lord's Mansion before sunset."
Su Yueli walked forward. "From today on, Azure Cloud City's rules will be decided by the Eternal Life Martial Sect."