In the camp in the western suburbs, tens of thousands of soldiers felt ashamed after hearing the reprimand from the British Duke.
The lesson they had learned today could be said to be unforgettable.
As soldiers, they had forgotten the simple truth that pride would lead to defeat.
Shen Yan had undoubtedly given them a new lesson.
The British Duke, Zhang Ying, was even more delighted and excited.
First of all, the array they studied was not perfect, and Shen Yan had broken their array.
Next, the two of them would start from this aspect and perfect it.
Secondly, Shen Yan had taught the tens of thousands of soldiers in the western camp an unforgettable lesson.
He believed that this lesson would be useful for the rest of their lives.
Of course, the other thing was that the person in the dream had appeared in front of her.
It could be said that these three happy events were brought to her by Shen Yan.
The way she looked at Shen Yan became more and more passionate.
Shen Yan was really unhappy.
He was clearly here to protect the British Duke, Zhang Ying. Who knew that he would be targeted the moment he arrived at the camp?
He had even inexplicably fought with them.
If it wasn't for the fact that he was waiting for Ye Gucheng, he wouldn't have been willing to suffer such grievances.
Of course, the British Duke Zhang Ying and Wang Yuyan were pleasing to the eye, which was also an important reason why he stayed.
"Now that the Dark Mysterious Divine Palm can unleash such great power, if I use Ye Gucheng's Transcendent Flying Immortal, will I be able to kill 2,000 soldiers in one move?”
Shen Yan's heart was filled with hope.
Ye Gucheng, where are you?
If I were Ye Gucheng, where would I be?
Shen Yan put himself into Ye Gucheng's mind and started thinking.
I am a proud person. Failure is my shame. Since I am employed by my employer, I will definitely complete this mission.
I want to let the world see my stunning attack.
When Shen Yan put himself in Ye Gucheng's setting, he was shocked.
If he were Ye Gucheng, he would definitely make a move at this moment.
This was the moment that the 80,000 soldiers focused their attention on.
If he could kill Great Ming's Godly Sea Steadying Needle, the War God, the British Duke, at this moment…
One could imagine that Ye Gucheng's reputation would rise to an unprecedented level.
More importantly, it could disintegrate the conviction of the Great Ming Army.
Was there anything more painful than watching their faith collapse?
"Not good, he's here."
Shen Yan was shocked. Then, he felt a white shadow of the sun descending from the sky.
"Be careful, Ye Gucheng is here."
His shout a second earlier also woke up the British Duke, Zhang Ying.
With a light kick, she knocked the guards off the high platform.
It saved them from the misfortune of being instantly killed.
As for Wang Yuyan, because she was beside Shen Yan, he could only protect her under his body.
White Cloud City Lord Ye Gucheng used Transcendent Flying Immortal the moment he descended from the sky.
This sword technique was like the blue sky and white clouds.
He struck from high above, and the momentum of his sword strike was brilliant and swift. It had a sword qi that could even chill one's bones. The sharpness of the sword was so terrifying that it could not be blocked!
A streak of sword light flew over diagonally, like a bolt of lightning, like a rainbow crossing the sky.
Just this move alone enveloped the entire high platform.
Wang Yuyan was familiar with many of the martial arts world's ultimate techniques. She knew better than anyone else that no one could escape from the Transcendent Flying Immortal's attack.
She thought that she would feel the palpitations and helplessness before death.
However, she did not feel the fear of death because a strong body protected her under it.
Ye Gucheng's Transcendent Flying Immortal.
He had already reached the realm of becoming one with the sword.
His person and sword had fused into one. The person was the sword, and the sword was the person.
The two merged into one, and the sword light was like a waterfall, like a flying rainbow, piercing down.
The sword light that filled the sky was brilliant and swift. There was no change, not even a follow-up.
Ye Gucheng seemed to have infused all of his power into this sword.
No one could describe the brilliance and splendor of this sword, and no one could describe the speed of this sword.
It was no longer just a sword, but the wrath of the Thunder God, a lightning strike.
He did not care about anyone else's life, and he had never cared about his own life.
He had never thought of retreating from this attack.
His target was not only the British Duke, Zhang Ying, but also everyone on the platform.
It was also at this moment that the British Duke Zhang Ying made his move, even if he was facing this rare peerless sword god-level expert in the martial arts world.
She still did not show any fear.
Since the Transcendent Flying Fairy had nowhere to hide and nowhere to break, she didn't try to hide or break. Instead, she pointed her spear at Ye Gucheng with the same power.
When she was crossing paths with Ye Gucheng.
The entire platform collapsed.
Thousands of sword Qi swept past, shattering everything.
Because Shen Yan was wearing the Mystic Gold Soft Silk Armor, coupled with the inner strength barrier formed by his peerless realm, he was as hard as a ten-thousand-year-old turtle.
The Transcendent Flying Immortal destroyed the outer layer of Inner Qi and crashed into the soft armor, making a dull sound.
Since he couldn't dodge or break it, he would have to endure this attack.
Shen Yan and Wang Yuyan, whom he had protected, had finally escaped a calamity.
"Miss Wang, I'll go help the British Duke.”
"Yes, I am. I'll wait for you to come back." Wang Yuyan was obedient and docile. Her eyes were filled with tenderness.
Shen Yan's heart trembled, but he did not say anything.
It flew directly towards the two figures in the air.
One of the two people fighting was a peerless Sword God who had been famous in Jianghu for many years and had lost countless heroic souls.
As for the Duke of England, Zhang Ying, he was not only a peerless genius with monstrous talent, but also a young commander with thousands of military strategies.
Ye Gucheng's swordsmanship was elegant and sharp.
She was like a dancing elf that could kill at any time.
The British Duke's halberd was domineering and fierce.
Like a bloodthirsty beast, it swept in all directions.
In the blink of an eye, the two sides fought for no less than a hundred rounds.
Shen Yan's participation had completely broken this balance.
"Ye Gucheng, surrender."
This was Shen Yan's first time meeting Ye Gucheng.
To be honest, he used to have a good impression of this swordsman.
Arrogant, ruthless, a man of his word, unafraid of death.
Unfortunately, such a proud person was going to fall here today.
If he didn't die, not only would the Emperor be uneasy, but the Brocade Guard and Six Fan School would also be uneasy.
This was the immense pressure that White Cloud City Lord Ye Gu Cheng gave people.
Even though Shen Yan had joined the battle, he did not run away.
He looked at Shen Yan with a deep expression and sighed,""This world will have two less genius youths.”
Shen Yan was furious when he heard that." Damn you! I hate people who pretend to be cool and deep." Do you really think you're f * cking invincible?”
"Ye Gu Cheng, do you think I will let you use your last attack?”
At this critical moment, a firearm appeared in Shen Yan's hand.
"Have a taste of the power of my combo handgun.”
Shen Yan had just finished speaking.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Two loud bangs.
Under such circumstances, a huge hole was blasted through Ye Gucheng's chest.
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