That night, Wang Pu was drunk.

The officials of Anping Pass naturally tried their best to please Wang Pu, a powerful figure in the court.

As for Wang Pu, he had hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers stationed inside Anping Pass, and another two million elite soldiers guarding outside the city.

As a result, he lost his caution and drank a little too much at the welcoming banquet.

To be honest, he is also a peace officer who has never fought in a war.

The wind was howling and the fire was shooting up into the sky. The garrison sentry at Anping Pass saw the camp dozens of miles outside the city burning red hot, and they hurriedly rang the alarm bell, blew the whistle, and even set off a series of warning fireworks that made a "whoosh" sound and "boom" exploded high into the sky.

The drunk Wang Pu angrily broke free from the physical entanglement of several pretty maids, staggered out of the bedroom, and looked towards the east.

"It's so audacious and lawless."

A layer of black mist emerged from his heart and quickly swept across his body. The drunkenness in his body was instantly swept away. Wang Pu roared loudly, and his body shook, like an arrow shot from a crossbow. With a "whoosh", he rushed out hundreds of feet away.

Behind him, several burly generals who had followed him into the city during the day followed closely behind him, also taking one step of a hundred feet, at an incredibly fast speed.

Near the courtyard where Wang Pu was staying, eight hundred heavily armored soldiers wearing black armor and black clothes, wearing black helmets and holding strange-shaped horse-slaying swords followed Wang Pu silently like a group of ghosts.

The armor on these heavily-armored warriors is extremely thick, with the armor plates being more than an inch thick. The breastplates are engraved with patterns of hell, sea of ​​blood, gods and demons, and there is a suffocating cold and murderous aura throughout their bodies.

They moved silently, except for the strange-shaped horse-slaying sword in their hands, which was four feet long and six feet long on the blade, a total of ten feet long. It occasionally reflected the light from the lanterns and torches around it, emitting a cold glow.

Wang Pu, carrying about 800 soldiers in heavy armor, rushed out of Anping Pass like a gust of wind.

Zhuge Li and others who also received the warning rushed out of their accommodation in a panic. Seeing Wang Pu and others passing by like the wind, Zhuge Li couldn't help but exclaimed: "How fast is the general? Tsk, what kind of cultivation is this?"

With such a high level of cultivation, Wang Pu naturally had no time, let alone the mood to reply to Zhuge Li and others.

He jumped out of Anping Pass with a group of heavily armored soldiers, stepped on one tent after another, and whizzed through the air. In just a cup of tea time, he rushed from Anping Pass to the vicinity of the central army tent outside the pass where he was being attacked.

More than a dozen tornadoes raged, and wherever they passed, the soldiers of the riot suppression army were swept high into the sky, and were torn to pieces while still in the wind.

There were strong winds blowing all around, and the winds had no fixed direction. The winds were howling from all directions, east, south, west and north.

"This wind is wrong!" A heavily armored general who was over ten feet tall beside Wang Pu sneered, "Someone is activating a secret treasure to create a strong wind!"

"Thank you, fellow apprentices, to find them and kill them." Wang Pu gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, saying, "Hey, is this the method used by the Great Vajra Temple?"

The heavily armored general shook his head and said, "The Great Vajra Temple is very good at fighting and has the supreme magical power of Vajra to subdue demons, but I have never heard that they are good at creating wind and fire... This should be a secret treasure that was fortunately preserved from the ancient times."

A fierce light flashed in Wang Pu's eyes: "Thank you, fellow apprentice brothers, for bringing back their heads. I will prepare fine wine and beautiful women to celebrate your success."

Several heavily-armored generals laughed strangely in unison. They whistled, and a dozen heavily-armored soldiers followed them. Their figures created a gust of wind and quickly disappeared into the mountains and forests.

Wang Pu took a deep breath and suddenly shouted, "I am here, all the troops, quickly gather around me and form a battle array with me as the center. These insurgents can be destroyed in a snap, generals and troops, do not panic!"

Eight hundred heavily armored soldiers lined up beside Wang Pu, forming a long snake formation.

There were rioters waving weapons and rushing towards them. These heavily armored soldiers silently swung their horse-slashing swords, and they heard continuous "puff" sounds. Translucent, light black, and almost invisible Yuan Gang flew hundreds of feet away in the dark, splitting the rioters in two from head to hip.

Yuan Gang flew and slashed a hundred feet high. Even those at the Kaijing realm were far from being able to do this.

Only great masters in the realm of opening acupoints, who have opened at least thirty-six acupoints, can have such divine power.

In the dark night, the rioters who were killing without restraint had long lost their command. After taking the Red Lotus Solid Pill, their fighting power soared, but they were also driven unconscious by the effect of the drug and were no longer afraid of death.

So, they rushed around blindly, and many people heard Wang Pu's roar and instinctively rushed over here.

The eight hundred heavily-armored soldiers just swung their swords lightly, and as many rioters as approached were killed.

In just half a quarter of an hour, more than eight thousand rioters were beheaded on the spot.

Flags rolled in the flames, and teams of soldiers who were suppressing the rebellion gathered towards Wang Pu with loud whistles. Gradually, they set up military formations with the camp where Wang Pu was located as the core.

The army now had a backbone and the support of the terrifying combat power of eight hundred heavily armored soldiers. The central camp of the riot-suppression army, which had suffered heavy losses, gradually became orderly, and the scattered troops quickly gathered together.

The strong wind and the huge fire could not threaten the camp behind Wang Pu in the slightest.

More than a dozen tornadoes were broken up by these heavily armored soldiers, and the flames stirred up by the strong winds were also cut off by their swords. Gradually, the fire burned up everything that could be burned in the burned camp, and the fire gradually went out.

In all directions, red lotus flags were waving rapidly, and the rioters who were running around were also panting and quickly gathered towards the flags.
On both the east and west sides, there were large camps of the riot suppression army that stretched for dozens of miles, with countless soldiers lined up.

Near the central camp of the riot-suppression army, a confrontation actually formed between the army's central camp and the rioters.

Amidst the deep gasps, more than a hundred heavily armored disciples of the Great Vajra Temple walked out of the crowd. They looked at the heavily armored warriors forming a formation around Wang Pu. A burly man asked suspiciously, "Where are you all from?"

These heavily-armored warriors were terrifyingly powerful and had strange methods. It was highly unlikely that they were combat forces trained by the city defense army itself.

The heavily armored soldiers said nothing, but Wang Pu sneered, "I am an official, you are a thief. I am here to quell the rebellion, and you should be ready to be killed... What qualifications do you have to ask questions here?"

All around, there were soldiers who had just been burned or killed, and rioters who were groaning and crying. The camps within a radius of dozens of miles were burned to a white ground. Several huge granaries were still ablaze, and the air was filled with the smell of burnt rice.

In this situation, the first thought in Wang Pu's mind was that he could report a huge expense bill to his superiors!

In one battle, hundreds of thousands of soldiers were killed, several sets of armor and weapons were lost, and millions of tons of military rations were burned...'Tsk'!

After hearing what Wang Pu said, the disciples of the Great Vajra Temple stopped asking questions.

They all raised their right hands and waved their weapons.

The rioters who participated in the night attack shouted the slogan "Red Lotus Appears" in unison. Hundreds of teams of rioters carried the altar and brought out the wooden sculpture of the Red Lotus Goddess.

The rioters bowed down to the wooden sculpture and chanted praises to the Red Lotus Goddess.

Hundreds of wooden sculptures simultaneously emitted a faint red light, illuminating these rioters.

All the rioters who were illuminated by the red light felt their strength surge, their previous fatigue was swept away, and endless energy filled their bodies. The abundant energy and blood made them want to do another big fight.

The disciples of the Great Vajra Temple did not say anything more. They waved their right hands forward, and the rioters rushed towards Wang Pu's army like a tide.

Do it big, just do it big.

Among the rioters, hundreds of heavily armored disciples of the Vajra Temple rushed out, waving heavy weapons such as Zen staffs, maces, and vajra, and collided with the eight hundred heavily armored soldiers.

Boom boom boom! The horrifying sound of gas explosions continued in the ears. The weapons of the disciples of the Great Vajra Temple and those heavily armored warriors collided. Balls of white gas waves swept over an area of ​​dozens of feet in radius. Whether it was the soldiers who were suppressing the riot or the rioters, they were all vomiting blood due to the gas explosion and were blown away.

The rioters were supported by the Red Lotus Solid Pill. They vomited blood and flew out. They gritted their teeth, stood up in the red light emitted by the wood carving, and continued to charge forward staggeringly.

The soldiers who were blown away were screaming in agony. Some had their internal organs shattered, some had their limbs broken. They fell to the ground, wailing for their lives, and no longer had the strength to stand up.

The soldiers on both sides were horrified and hurriedly avoided these terrifying masters who were possessed by demons.

The two sides fought for two or three moves, and no one knew who started the fight first. Then a voice of "Buddha have mercy on you" was heard, and a golden Vajra palm print shot up into the sky and collided with a dark and deep demonic shadow.

'boom'!

The two figures were thrown back hundreds of feet respectively. The armor on their bodies shattered and they couldn't help vomiting blood.

The heavily armored warriors laughed in unison: "Hey, hey, you baldy thief!"

The disciples of the Great Vajra Temple also sneered in unison: "Hehehe, you devil cub."

Both sides' eyes turned red at the same time, and one Vajra palm print after another kept lighting up, colliding repeatedly with the black magic shadows that attacked from the other side. More than a thousand people let go and fought madly. In an instant, a three-foot-deep pit was shaken out in the camp with a radius of ten miles.

On the top of the hill, Lu Yu, Lu Jun and Lu Yi looked at the fierce battle in the distance and couldn't help but gasp.

"My two brothers, who are they?"

Lu Yi was shocked to hear this.

"Li Qianzhong, the outer gate deacon of the Battle Demon Palace, is here... Hehe, was it you who spread the rumor just now?" Dozens of heavily armored figures jumped out from the dark forest and rushed in front of Lu Yi and the other two in a few seconds.

A black-armored general who was over ten feet tall strode forward. He lifted his thick chin to reveal a domineering and ferocious face, and stretched out his right hand towards Lu Yi: "Junior, bring that little windmill over here, let me appreciate it!"

Lu Yi looked at the big man who called himself Li Qianzhong and said with a smile: "Battle Demon Hall? 'Demon'? Are you disciples of the 'Demon Dao'?"

"A little windmill... Here, take it!"

Lu Yi smiled and handed the small windmill to Li Qianzhong.

The next moment, Lu Yi mobilized his soul with all his strength. The Guixu Immortal Yuan in the Danzhong acupoint suddenly lit up and was rapidly consumed. The small windmill spun rapidly as if it was crazy.

There was a loud 'crash' sound.

Countless wind patterns on the surface of the small windmill lit up, and a green wind shadow the size of a water tank spurted out of the small windmill. Then, tens of thousands of palm-sized, bright, blue, and hazy wind blades that looked like crystals hit Li Qianzhong and a dozen heavy armored soldiers head-on like a storm.