Chapter 250: Just a little fairy! Come down to earth and die!
The smoke of war was about to rise. On the land between the two armies, scouts from both sides went back and forth, and when they met, they fought each other. Before the main armies even engaged in battle, the scouts had already turned blood-thirsty.

On the top of the Beilao Pass tower, thirty-one great masters from the Central Plains stood proudly, staring at the almost equally soul-stirringly powerful fluctuations of true Qi in the opposite military camp.

Many grandmasters from Beimang and Central Plains came to the battle between the two armies. In the Liyang martial arts world, except for the sects such as Longhu Mountain that were loyal to the Liyang Dynasty, all the grandmasters came in person.

If Li Changan is defeated and the Northern Mang marches straight in, by then who knows how many Youzhous will appear and how many people in the Central Plains will lose their homes and lives.

Li Changan, dressed in black armor and a red cloak, stared at the tense battlefield. This land outside the Great Wall was about to become the largest corpse exposure site in hundreds of years.

Among the hidden auras around, there are at least four extremely powerful Gangyuan auras, which are four land immortals.

Li Changan recognized that two of them were Deng Tai'a and Li Chungang. One of them broke through on his own, while the other recovered his cultivation as a land immortal.

Logically speaking, it was impossible for Li Chungang to recover to be a terrestrial immortal. Li Changan also didn't know what had happened to this old sword god, but he was forced to recover to the realm of a terrestrial immortal.

As for the other two, Li Changan didn't know who they were, but the aura of one of them was obviously stronger than his own. He should be one of the old monsters in this world who was stronger than himself.

Since he came to help, he couldn't be the eunuch Li Yang, nor could he be the old demon Liu Songtao from Beimang, or the celestial being Gao Shulu. He should most likely be the Confucian saint Zhang Fuyao from the Jixia Academy.

After several rounds of probing by scouts, both sides came to the same conclusion: there was no room for tricks in this battle, it would be a head-on fight to see whose sword or spear was sharper and who was less afraid of death.

The fate of the grassland and the Central Plains for hundreds of years to come will be decided in this battle. This battle is not only decided by the people on earth, but also by the immortals in heaven!
Auspicious clouds in the sky were piled up like fish scales, and a huge round cloud was slowly rotating in the air.

No one has used a powerful sword move like Li Chungang's to open the Sky Gate, but at this moment the Sky Gate is about to open by itself.

Li Chungang looked up at the sky, and cursed with a twisted mouth, "The thief God is watching, and not only is he watching, but he is also going to decide the outcome of this war."

"You really deserve to die. You've already ascended to heaven, but instead of practicing hard, you care about the affairs of the human world."

Deng Tai'a's eyes were filled with a stern sword energy, and he said grimly, "So what if you are an immortal? You can't comprehend the great way to heaven, but you stare at the fortune of the world and abuse your power."

"If this immortal helps the Central Plains, it's fine. But if he dares to help the Northern Wilderness... humph."

Li Chungang chuckled, "The immortals are helping Beimang, what do you think? Can you kill all the immortals in the sky?"

Deng Tai'a replied, "It doesn't matter if we can't kill them all. We'll kill as many as we can. Even if I die, I won't stand for these damn immortals to wantonly decide the world's situation."

The infantry will charge head-on, the cavalry will attack the flanks, and a collision without any fancy moves will be staged again.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

On the city wall, Princess Tang was wearing golden armor and her red robe fluttering high. Her seemingly slender arms contained infinite power, and the dense drum beats resounded through the sky!
She has the blood of Beimang flowing in her veins, but she has never lived a day in Beimang. If the world is to be unified, Hongshu believes that the only one who can do this is her husband Li Changan.

On the battlefield where dark clouds were looming over the city, the blood in the soldiers' chests was completely ignited by the sound of the drums. The princess beat the drums, which meant that the King of Tang was determined to fight to the death!

The horns of Beimang sounded at the same time, accompanied by continuous "boom" sounds, and the warriors of both sides began to march. Beimang suffered a lot of cavalry losses, but the main force of the infantry was still there.

As a steppe dynasty that had existed for hundreds of years, its infantry was as powerful as its cavalry.

"Chirp!"

As a horse neighed, the cavalry of both sides began to collide on the flanks more than ten miles away. This was the most brutal and direct fight. In a blink of an eye, corpses were scattered all over the ground and blood flowed like a river!
On the city wall, Li Changan saw that the black infantry phalanxes of both sides had already started fighting. The sound of long spears and long lances clashing continued. Soldiers who were stabbed would fall down at any time, and the soldiers behind would immediately take over.

Compared to the infantry's formation and biting, the cavalry's charge was much more direct. The black dragon, white tiger, black bear, gray wolf, and other various war-like celestial phenomena bit each other in the air and overturned large groups of cavalry on the ground.

After the war horses passed by, the fallen cavalrymen disappeared without a trace. On the battle line of more than ten miles, dense crowds of heads were moving around, blood stained the ground, and the battle lines of both sides were deeply intertwined.

"The best army in the world, charge!"

Under the unyielding leadership of Li Cunxiao, the Black Armor Army became the sharpest awl, shuttling back and forth among the thousands of Beimang cavalry, like steel nails moving through tofu, killing anyone who touched it and defeating anyone who encountered it!
The Northern Liang cavalry led by Yao Jian and Ye Xizhen suffered the heaviest losses. As soon as the battle started, they came into direct contact with the Northern Mang cavalry.

Although Li Changan had equipped them with the latest armor, the Beimang cavalry on the opposite side were not weak either. These Beiliang soldiers were holding their strength, determined to die together, killing and fighting each other, with broken limbs flying all over the battle line and blood splattering.

"The Beiliang soldiers are not cowards! With Beiliang's old soldiers here, Beimang will never be able to move south!"

These Beiliang soldiers who had separated from Xu Fengnian no longer recognized Xu Fengnian as the King of Beiliang, and they did not acknowledge that the soldiers Xu Fengnian brought with him were Beiliang soldiers. Only those who stayed behind to resist Beimang were Beiliang soldiers.

The war had just begun and the fighting was so fierce. There had not been such a brutal war in hundreds of years.

Even during the Liyang Spring and Autumn National War, there was no such large-scale deadly battle. Both sides were equally determined to fight, the soldiers were elite, and the leaders basically made no mistakes.

Behind the Tang army is the Central Plains, and above the city gate is the Tang King who has led them to victory in every battle. They believe that His Majesty the Tang King can lead them to create a new and great era.

And this era will begin with the complete elimination of hidden dangers in the north.

The Northern Mang army has been invincible for hundreds of years. Empress Murong has adopted drastic measures, and the people of the country are united, waiting to march south to destroy that weak country that is obsessed with petty tricks.

Although Li Changan suddenly appeared, the fierce nomadic people still believed that the world belonged to Beimang!
At this moment, a thunderous sound suddenly rang out above the battlefield.

"Mang army, take off your armor!"

Empress Murong, who was standing in the center of the army, suddenly felt depressed, knowing that the voice was not simple.

Yuan Qingshan floated in the air, staring at the battlefield with a gloomy look, "Humph, my words are as good as my deeds."

"Your Majesty, the Confucian Sage from the Central Plains has arrived."

Sure enough, the hard armor on the infantry standing at the forefront and the cavalry rushing at the forefront of the Beimang army suddenly loosened and fell to the ground. These soldiers were fighting in ordinary cloth underwear.

Huo Qubing, a veteran of many battles, was really eye-opening this time. He never thought that a war could be fought like this. He swung his spear, and with a burst of fighting spirit, hundreds of unarmored cavalrymen were chopped in two in an instant!
The Beiliang soldiers who were at the front were also overjoyed. They waved the Beiliang knives in their hands like they were killing chickens. They had come here with the determination to die, so it would be a win if they could kill as many as possible!
The Tang army shouted loudly, "The saint has taken action, and the enemy has taken off their armor!"

Zhuge Liang on the tower glanced casually, and then felt yearning, "As expected of a Confucian sage, a hundred thousand men took off their armor in one breath!"

Just like in the original novel, the peak Li Chungang broke through 2,600 armors in one breath, and the grandmaster of the snowy world was restricted by his anger.

The Confucian saint Zhang Fuyao's seemingly casual move had actually used up 70% to 80% of his strength. It would be impossible for him to do it again.

At this moment, figures moved in the sky above the Beimang military camp, and one by one, first-rank grandmasters leaped up and rushed into the battlefield.

Wang Xianzhi's three disciples, Yu Xinlang, Gong Banque and Lou Huang, were now standing on the city gate not far from Li Changan.

Yu Xinlang came to find Gong Banque, Lou Huang came to find Yu Xinlang, and Wang Xianzhi didn't know either. The disciples he sent out were like throwing meat buns at dogs, and none of them came back.

Gong Banque had made great progress in both Buddhism and Taoism, and had already decided to work for Li Changan. Yu Xinlang and Lou Huang came purely for the battle against Tang Mang.

Gong Banque bowed and said, "Your Highness, Wudi City invites you to fight!"

Li Changan nodded and said, "Soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals, don't let the Northern Mang Grandmaster think that I have no one in the Central Plains!"

As soon as he finished speaking, thirty-one great masters from the Central Plains jumped out from Beilaoguan, their battle robes fluttering, their sleeves flowing, their swords, spears, and halberds surging with energy!
Each step of a grandmaster was dozens of feet long. After a few breaths, the grandmasters of both sides appeared in their respective camps. Hundreds of people were injured and had their armor broken with one move. The situation became even more tragic and chaotic!

Li Changan stretched out his hands behind his back and said to Zhuge Liang and Lu Xu behind him, "I will lead the troops in this battle. You two should guard the center!"

Zhuge Liang knew Li Changan's intention. With so many great masters of the enemy army fighting, this battle was a good opportunity to absorb their luck and skills, which must not be missed.

"After this battle, Your Highness will surely become a celestial being on earth, invincible in the world!"

Li Changan smiled faintly. It depends on whether the Heavenly Gate is open or not. If the Heavenly Gate is open, by killing some immortals, maybe he can directly advance to the immortal realm!
Because of the existence of the Nahai Holy Heart Mantra, Li Changan's skills will continue to grow, with no upper limit!

Until there is no one left in this world who can absorb the skills and luck.

After slaughtering hundreds of Beiliang soldiers who were charging ahead, Northern Mang's great master Murong Baoding was stopped by White-robed Guanyin. White-robed Guanyin, who had just advanced to the great Vajra of Buddhism, faced Northern Mang's number one Vajra physique.

Ever since Li Changan advanced to the level of a land immortal, he finally gave more stimulation to the White-robed Guanyin's Qi than he demanded from her. The Red Sect leader was delighted to discover the wonders of the dual cultivation secret technique and finally broke through to the level of the Buddhist Vajra.

"White-robed Guanyin of the Red Sect of the Western Regions, I heard that you are now working like a slave for Li Changan?"

"I don't despise you. If you abandon him, just practice dual cultivation with me. I guarantee that your skills will improve greatly."

Hearing this, the White-robed Guanyin was furious. "I have been practicing with your Highness, and my skills are improving by leaps and bounds. Who in the world can compare to us?"

The two exchanged dozens of moves in an instant, and both felt the strength of the other's Vajra physique. The White-robed Guanyin saw a black shadow flash in front of her, and several cracks suddenly appeared in Murong Baoding's Vajra physique!

Li Changan took the Immortal Step and instantly moved in front of Murong Baoding. With one move of Tathagata Break, he broke Murong Baoding's Vajra physique.

Murong Baoding's body was covered with ice inch by inch, and in the blink of an eye he turned into an ice man. His luck and skills were also transferred to Li Changan's qi sea!
"Devil...you devil..."

Murong Baoding grunted a few times, then instantly turned into ice foam and dissipated between heaven and earth.

Then Li Changan's figure flashed again and arrived at another battlefield. Taiping Ling, the imperial teacher of Beimang and the leader of Chess and Sword Music Bureau, was causing celestial phenomena to stir up hurricanes in the Tang army's infantry formations.

Li Changan lightly clapped his hands, and the hurricanes changed direction, sweeping towards the Beimang army, tearing countless Beimang soldiers into pieces.

When Taiping Ling saw the dark golden dragon pattern on Li Changan's cloak, his expression changed again and again, "Li Changan, you are a monster in troubled times."

Li Changan did not take this great Confucian and Taoist celestial being seriously. "Evil spirits will never cause chaos in the world. It is always people who cause chaos in the world."

As soon as he finished speaking, thousands of ice blades fell from the sky and pierced the old man through the heart. His luck and power were absorbed by Li Changan again. Because of Li Changan's rampage among the great masters of Beimang, the situation on the battlefield gradually changed, and Li Changan's luck became stronger and stronger.

After killing several grand masters, Li Changan rushed to the final target of his journey, Tuoba Bodhisattva, the military god of Northern Mang!

Li Changan now has just absorbed a lot of luck and skills, and his combat power is higher than Tuoba Bodhisattva. When the two enemies meet, they are extremely jealous of each other and kill each other immediately.

On the other side, seeing that the Beimang front was retreating, Yuan Qingshan in the military camp immediately teleported above the battlefield.

"The Dao Qi is one, but its application is divided into three. The origin of the three caves is the same Dao Qi!"

After he finished reciting the poem, two shadows were seen in the air breaking through the air like meteors. When they came closer, everyone could see clearly that they were two figures exactly like Yuan Qingshan.

The phantom entered Yuan Qingshan's body, and the three incarnations merged into one, becoming Yuan Qingshan's real body. The aura on the battlefield vibrated, and the battle formation of millions of people was condensed.

"Zhang Fuyao, the Confucian saint of the Central Plains, are we going to face off against each other today?"

Although Li Changan killed many first-rank grandmasters, Yuan Qingshan knew very well that the reason why the Beimang front showed signs of decline so quickly was because of Zhang Fuyao's great ability to remove the armor of 100,000 people!
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, a gray shadow flashed in the air and stopped not far from Yuan Qingshan. "The Northern Mang people have not been able to enter the Central Plains for hundreds of years, and today they can forget about it too."

Yuan Qingshan, whose three bodies merged into one, said coldly, "You have lived for so many years, don't you know that the destiny of this battle is in my hands? You are going against the will of heaven!"

He pointed to the sky gate which was covered with clouds and was gradually opening.

Zhang Fuyao was unmoved, "He is just an immortal. If he insists on interfering in the affairs of the human world, just kill him!"

Yuan Qingshan's whole body was filled with Qi, "What a big mouth!"

After he finished speaking, he chanted a spell, and suddenly a black shadow floated from the sky, and in the blink of an eye a man in a black robe stood beside Yuan Qingshan.

The man had a handsome appearance, but his expression was gloomy, without a trace of life. "The national master's clone technique can not only transform himself into the Three Pure Ones, but also summon my residual soul."

Yuan Qingshan didn't even look at him, and said directly, "Liu Songtao, I shouldn't have saved you, you devil, but if you use your secret technique of Impure World Reincarnation, I will release you after the battle!"

The owner of this remnant soul is Liu Songtao, the ninth generation leader of Zhulu Mountain. The reason why he was summoned here is not because Yuan Qingshan is so powerful, but because Liu Songtao can already leave his body.

Liu Songtao is not only proficient in swordsmanship, but also in many other arts. He was a famous demon in Beimang a hundred years ago. Later, he was suppressed by the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain with thunder. As long as Yuan Qingshan, who is also a Taoist saint, is willing, he can be released.

Liu Songtao's residual soul laughed like metallic friction, "Hehehehe... That's it, very good!"

After he finished speaking, countless dark cold air suddenly emerged from his residual soul. These cold air flew into the battle line like thousands of threads, and the Beimang soldiers who had just fallen down stood up again.

"Immortal Reincarnation, warriors, keep fighting!"

This breath of demonic energy was enough to allow tens of thousands of Beimang soldiers who had just died in the battle to stand up again.

Although the fighting capacity was still the same as before, with heads chopped off and hearts dug out, this move injected vitality into the declining Northern Mang army.

After seeing this, the Queen of Beimang, who was originally worried, suddenly felt relieved. There are Confucian saints in the Central Plains, there are celestial beings in Liyang, and there are celestial beings in Beimang as well!

Deng Tai'a and Li Chungang, who were standing on the top of the mountain, suddenly looked gloomy. Deng Tai'a took out a peach branch and got off the donkey.

But Li Chungang was one step ahead, "Let me do it, you save your strength to kill the immortals."

The reason why the two have not taken action yet is because they saw a strange phenomenon in the sky. If an immortal came down to earth, they didn't know which side he would help.

But now Liu Songtao has come out. If no one lends a hand, the Central Plains army will suffer huge losses. Although they will not be defeated, Li Chungang cannot bear to see it.

"I don't have much time to live anyway, so I might as well use my life to exchange for the lives of tens of thousands of my men in the Central Plains!"

Li Chungang put his only remaining hand on his waist, looking at the desolate and bloody battlefield, and suddenly made a voice that shocked millions of people.

"If heaven had not given birth to me, Li Chungang, my swordsmanship would be as long as the night!"

"Here comes the sword!"

Thousands of miles away, from the sword mountain of the Wu Family Sword Tomb, the sword sea of ​​the Dongyue Sword Pool, the sword forest on the top of the Wu Emperor City, and all the places where swords are densely concentrated in Liyang, tens of thousands of swords made sharp screams!

In an instant, thousands of swords rose into the sky, and suddenly a series of loud noises breaking through the air came from the clouds in the sky!

Li Chungang was a genius all his life, but after he killed his lover Fengdu Lupao'er, his state of mind was greatly compromised. Now that the war that will determine the fate of the world is imminent, with all kinds of emotions intertwined, Li Chungang actually broke through to the realm of heaven!

But he knew that after this battle he would quickly run out of energy and have no chance of survival.

Flying swords fell from Li Chungang's head, and countless swords surrounded Li Chungang. Li Chungang stepped on the swords and with a casual wave of his hand, thousands of flying swords broke through the air!
"Ka! Puff!"

A sword pierced a northern barbarian zombie, and with a wave of the hand, ten thousand armors were broken!
The pressure on the Tang army soldiers eased a little, and their fighting spirit was aroused again. "The old sword god has broken through the realm of heaven and man, and subdued the northern wild demon!"

Flying swords were like clouds, and Li Chungang's sword energy was as unbridled as his spirited temperament.

"Saint Zhang, I will lend you a helping hand!"

Zhang Fuyao smiled slightly, "I've only lived for less than a hundred years. Is it worth it to burn your energy to break through the heavenly realm?"

Li Chungang chuckled, "There is no such thing as value or not in this world, it's just whether you are willing or not.

If you can’t see the excitement of the Tang-Man battle, it won’t ignite the passion in my heart!”

Zhang Fuyao's body also burst out with sword energy, "Okay, let's treat this battle as the final one!"

"Zhang Fuyao, the Confucian Saint of the Central Plains, and Li Chungang, the Sword Saint, are here. Prepare to die!"

The four celestial beings rose hundreds of feet into the air with fighting power and finally began to fight. In an instant, dark clouds gathered and strong energy was surging!

Li Changan's current actual combat power may not be enough to fight against these celestial beings. His opponent Tuoba Bodhisattva has already fallen into a slump.

It won’t be long before Li Changan can kill this god of war!

However, as Li Changan's luck became stronger and stronger, Tuoba Bodhisattva was injured in many places, and the gate in the sky was squeezed open a tiny gap!

White light descended from the sky and shone directly on Tuoba Bodhisattva!

When Deng Tai'a saw that the Sky Gate was about to open, he immediately summoned out his twelve flying swords, which formed a sky-locking formation, holding up the Sky Gate and preventing it from opening even a little bit!
At this moment, above the Tianmen, figures with powerful auras began to gather. The grandmasters outside the Tianmen all sensed the changes in their auras. These were immortals!
The immortals are gathering, and they are about to leave the heavenly gate!

These immortals seemed to be very angry, and a voice with overwhelming pressure came from the Heavenly Gate.

"How dare you, a mortal, to stop the Heavenly Gate from opening!"

"presumptuous!"

"presumptuous!"

"presumptuous!"

The voice of the immortal spread throughout the battlefield, waves between heaven and earth rose again, and thunders rang out in the sky!

A strong purple lightning struck Li Changan, but he dodged it easily.

At this moment, Li Changan's luck also surged, and the power of the dragon and elephant burst out with full force for the first time after breaking through the land immortal!
He moved to the bottom of the Heavenly Gate, facing the Heavenly Gate that was gradually being stretched open. The aura of the three religions' skills on his body kept flowing. His red robe fluttered in the hurricane. Li Changan did not feel the slightest fear when facing the Heavenly Gate!
"If the immortals don't help me, I will kill them!"

"If you, a mere immortal from the previous era, dare to come to the human world and act recklessly, I will make sure you never return!"

The Tang army soldiers, who were originally frightened by the voice of the immortal, suddenly calmed down when they saw Li Changan's figure under the Tianmen. The light of luck on Li Changan's body was no weaker than the white light in the Tianmen!
The masters of the Central Plains were also amazed that Li Changan actually called the immortals "little immortals"!
Li Changan knew that this was a critical moment and he must not be intimidated by these immortals who were pretending to be gods. He had to inject confidence into the battlefield again.

He had foresight and knew that Deng Tai'a in the original work had killed many immortals as a land immortal.

Therefore, the combat power of the immortals in this world is that of higher-level land immortals. Otherwise, they would not have to descend to the mortal world in groups, nor would they have to fish for the fortune of the human world.

Deng Tai'a's sword formation was gradually opened by the increasing number of immortals, the sky gate gradually opened, and a figure with white light shining all over his body squeezed out!

An immortal with white hair and beard, who no one knows how many years he has lived. He looks ethereal, but his face is extremely ferocious.

"Tang King Li Changan, you dare to challenge the immortal, you shall die..."

Before he could finish his words, a golden dragon suddenly flew towards him, rolled up the immortal's thin body, as if it was held in mid-air by someone, and flew to Li Chang's side.

The golden dragon transformed into a giant golden hand, tightly grasping the immortal who was struggling to resist, and flew a circle over the entire battlefield.

With Li Changan's current cultivation level, the power of his initial Dragon Catching Skill was extraordinary.

He wanted to break the mystery and superiority of the immortals in the eyes of the Tang army. He wanted to let the soldiers see that the immortals were nothing more than that!
The immortal with white light flashing on his body looked as helpless and angry as the Beimang Grandmaster who had just been killed by Li Changan.

"Li Changan, you are blaspheming the immortals, you are seeking death..."

(End of this chapter)