Chapter 225 God of War
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Xu Mujun stepped forward step by step, as if a huge mountain appeared in the void and kept pressing down.
The White Lotus cultists who blocked him were pushed to the ground one after another. No matter how hard they struggled, they could not escape.
But behind him, tens of thousands of Longxiang troops were able to move freely without any restrictions.
"What happened?"
"Why did all the rebels fall?"
"Yes, it's the general!"
"General Xie said that General Xu has advanced to the level of Martial God!"
"God of War? What realm is that?"
"It seems...it seems to be superior to heaven!"
"No! The general once explained to us that above the innate is the psychic. And the God of War... is above the psychic!"
"Martial God Realm!"
"General!"
"Hurry, arrest these traitors quickly...!"
Countless exclamations came from Long Xiang's army.
From the soldiers down to the deputy generals and Xu Mujun clan members, they all looked at that figure in shock.
Xie Jiuque stared at Xu Mujun's back with disbelief in his eyes.
"The general has said that the most critical point in advancing to the psychic realm is to find your own martial arts beliefs."
"Continuously temper your beliefs and train your spirit to the extreme, and then you can affect the world around you, and even understand the rules."
"Using one's own spirit to understand the rules of heaven and earth is called channeling."
"And the God of War..."
Xie Jiuque's pupils shrank again.
Because he saw... General Xu's armor became increasingly red.
The missing left arm actually grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In an instant, it turned into a real arm!
This is... rebirth of a severed limb!
"God of War! Is this the realm of God of War!"
"My own martial arts will can change the world around me, and even change the rules of the world."
"Within a square inch, everyone will be wiped out by the enemy!"
Xie Jiuque was greatly shocked. In his eyes, Xu Mujun was the only one at the moment.
It seemed as if there was only Xu Mujun's back in the entire world.
"God of War, God of War..."
"General Xu's martial arts will is to defend his home and country, protect Yu, and save the people of the world!"
Xie Jiuque murmured: "Then...what is my martial arts will?"
On the chaotic battlefield, Xie Jiuque actually hesitated, staring blankly at Xu Mujun's back, wondering what he was thinking.
"Thank you, General!"
A soldier ran over quickly, shocking his thoughts.
He quickly reacted and asked: "What's wrong?"
"Wherever General Xu goes, all the White Lotus believers collapse on the ground, as if they were pressed down by something heavy... What should we do?"
Xie Jiuque has been following Xu Mujun for two years, and with his Xiantian martial arts training, he has already been able to lead an army alone.
However, he was willing to stay in Long Xiang's army and encourage Xu Mu's army.
And many soldiers in Long Xiang's army were also very convinced of Xie Jiuque.
Now Xu Mujun fell into a state of enlightenment, and the surrounding Longxiang troops began to obey Xie Jiuque's orders.
After just thinking for a moment, Xie Jiuque said: "Our army is alone. This trip is to wipe out the rebellion of the White Lotus Sect. We are not allowed to stay here for a long time."
"All White Lotus believers who fall to the ground and are still holding sharp weapons will be killed!"
"Those who glare will be killed!"
"Those who swear loudly will be killed!"
"Kill those diehard members of the White Lotus Sect!"
"Anyone who is hostile to our Long Xiang Army can be killed by the elderly, women, and children!"
"Do you understand?"
The pro-jun immediately said: "I obey my orders!"
"Those holding sharp weapons will be killed!"
"Those who glare will be killed!"
"Kill those who curse!" "Kill those who are diehard members of the White Lotus Sect!"
The orders were passed on one after another, and many Longxiang soldiers immediately raised their butcher knives.
Anyone who falls to the ground but still holds a sharp weapon in his hand, glares at Long Xiangjun, or curses, will be killed without hesitation!
Only those who voluntarily threw away their weapons and knelt down to surrender could escape with their lives.
Soon, another order came from Xie Jiu Gap.
"Anyone wearing a white scarf, no matter old or weak, women or children, will be killed!"
"Throw the white towel on the ground and spit on it, and you can spare your life!"
Those who wear white scarves are the symbol of White Lotus followers.
Nowadays, if there is still a white scarf in this situation, he must be a die-hard member of the White Lotus Sect.
Only by throwing away the white scarf and spitting at his mouth can he prove that he is an ordinary person bewitched by the White Lotus Sect.
Soon, this time the order is given.
Some of the White Lotus cultists who collapsed on the ground quickly tore off the white scarves on their heads, spat at them, and then knelt down to beg for mercy, just wanting to stay alive.
And this action must be done quickly. If the White Lotus Cultists are even a breath slower, Long Xiangjun's long sword will be waiting for them.
But there are also many people, even those who have been let go by Long Xiangjun, who hold on to the white scarf and refuse to let go.
Long Xiangjun showed no mercy to these people and killed them with one strike.
The loyal followers of the White Lotus Sect and the ordinary people who were bewitched by the White Lotus Sect were quickly distinguished.
Some were taken away for centralized processing, and some were killed directly!
With Xu Mujun joining, the situation in Guangqing City quickly stabilized.
East City, North City, and West City were all occupied by the Longxiang Army, and now only Nancheng, the core area of the White Lotus Sect, was left!
Nancheng.
Countless White Lotus cultists were crowded together, and some wanted to rush out to kill the enemy and sacrifice everything for the old mother Wu Sheng.
But some were squeezing inside, trying to escape.
Tens of thousands of believers were actually squeezed together at this time, making it very confusing.
"Get out of the way! Mother Wusheng is above, give me the power to kill the imperial eagle dog!"
"Ghost! Ghost! Run!"
"What happened?!"
"Damn it!"
Lian Ning'er quickly rushed here with more than ten martial arts masters, and was very angry when she saw the chaotic crowd.
Then he caught a believer who had returned from Qiannian and jumped onto the house next to him, asking angrily: "What happened?"
"Ghost, ghost..."
The believer's eyes were still flustered and he repeated the plan.
Lian Ning'er slapped him several times, which made him react.
"Tell me, what happened before?"
"Holy, saint...!"
Looking at the white lotus pattern embroidered on the chest of Lian Ning'er's clothes, the believer panicked: "There are ghosts in the imperial army..."
"What the hell?"
"Lian Ning'er!"
Suddenly a voice sounded, and more than ten saints who followed him were seen jumping onto the surrounding houses.
They looked into the distance in shock, as if they couldn't believe their eyes.
"What happened?"
Lian Ning'er frowned slightly and subconsciously looked in the direction where everyone was looking.
In Guangqing City, a figure with blood-colored armor was seen walking slowly forward.
The originally enthusiastic expressions of the White Lotus cultists surrounding him suddenly froze after they came within a thousand meters of him.
The originally enthusiastic expression turned into confusion, then into confusion, and finally into panic.
The same is true for many loyal followers of the White Lotus Sect!
Some people even collapsed to the ground as the bloody figure advanced, and some mentally weak people actually fainted.
"Who is he?"
"What happened?"
"Are there any monks in the imperial army?"
Lian Ning'er asked three questions, and a tall male White Lotus Saint next to him hesitated: "That person seems to be...Xu Mujun?"
"Xu Mujun!"
Lian Ning'er's eyes suddenly lit up: "The man the Holy Mother mentioned is the general in charge of the imperial army!"
"Please ask God quickly and kill him!!!"
(End of chapter)