In the night, Luo Heng leisurely flew forward, followed by a hundred Nascent Soul experts.

Back then, Chu Jun had divided the allied forces into four thousand men. After the battle outside Heavenly Wolf City, Fan Jian's Golden Core thousand-man squad Team had less than five hundred men left. Wu Chengze's thousand-man squad Team had almost been annihilated, and the other thousand-man squad Team had less than three hundred men left. Only the small thousand-man squad Team did not suffer any losses. Right now, Chu Jun had already dismantled the two heavily injured thousand-man squadrons. All the Nascent Souls were drawn out to form a 100-man squad. The Golden Core cultivators added to Fan Jian's squad, increasing the number of Golden Core squad members to 650. The rest of the squad below the Golden Core stage were organized into a small squad of 1,000 people. Now, the small squad of 1,000 people was close to 1,500 people.

Right now, Luo Heng was leading a hundred Nascent Soul experts to fly towards Na Cheng. Immediately, they were discovered by the Ghost Race's spies and immediately reported to Na Cheng.

"Luo Heng, why did Patriarch Chu suddenly attack the ghost army?" Qiu Chuji couldn't help but ask.

At this time, they didn't want to escape back to Chongming Island, but instead took the initiative to provoke the ghost army. Everyone really couldn't figure it out. However, now that everyone had a blind trust in Chu Jun, Chu Jun ordered them to attack Na Cheng. Everyone left without saying a word.

Luo Heng said coldly, "I don't know, you can ask Chu Jun yourself!"

Qiu Chuji hit a cold nail and could only shut his mouth dejectedly!

"Fellow Daoist Qiu, Patriarch Chu won't harm us. He definitely has his own intentions!" Wu Chengze said.

"That's right. Perhaps Sect Master is trying to divert the attention of the ghosts to Na City. At that time, we can take advantage of this opportunity to cross the Realm River and return to Chongming Island!" Ren Hua interrupted.

"Mm, Fellow Daoist Ren is right. Master Chu is clever. I'm sure that his words are correct. If we disturb the ghost race's rear, not only can we relieve the pressure on Mingzhao City , we can also take advantage of the chaotic crossing of the Realm River to return to Chongming!" Someone echoed.

Everyone nodded in agreement!

Wu Chengze was an elder of the Ice Profound Sect. Ren Hua was an elder of Huanqian Sect, Both sects had conflicts with the Heavenly Phoenix Sect, so both of them weren't good at dealing with Chu Jun. However, since the last time they saw Chu Jun kill City Lord Han Geng in front of the two princes, the two of them had dismissed the idea of opposing Chu Jun. In addition, Chu Jun had come to save their lives in time last time, so they were especially grateful to Chu Jun. Hearing that Qiu Chuji was questioning Chu Jun, he immediately opened his mouth to help, saving Luo Heng a lot of trouble.

A hundred people gradually approached Na Cheng. Suddenly, a group of ghosts rushed out of the city. The number was about a thousand, and they pounced towards Luo Heng and the others with killing intent.

"Only a thousand. Do you want to kill them?" Qiu Chuji said coldly.

Qiu Chuji had personally participated in the destruction of 4,000 ghost soldiers last time. Now, his confidence was exploding. Not to mention 1,000 demon soldiers, even 5,000 demon soldiers dared to charge forward.

Luo Heng said coldly, "Master Chu said he wanted to catch a big fish, but these thousand ghost soldiers aren't enough to plug his teeth. Retreat!" As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and sped away. The hundred Nascent Souls immediately retreated with him.

A thousand ghosts chased after him like chicken blood. The Gain ghosts could increase their cultivation by devouring their divine souls. Therefore, human cultivators were like a beautiful plate in the eyes of the ghosts. If it was a female cultivator, it would be even better. They could vent their beast desires and devour their divine souls again. It would be great!

Luo Heng and the others controlled their flying speed, and they were always about 500 meters away from the thousand demon soldiers, luring them to keep chasing after them.

Within the mountain range about ten kilometers northeast of Nacheng, Jing Shouren's five thousand Fragrant Incense Army held their breath and lay in ambush. Suddenly, a large group of rapidly moving black shadows appeared in the night sky. The light of the magic treasure was exceptionally eye-catching. Jing Shouren's heart tightened. He tightened his grip on the General Flag in his hand. Although he was dissatisfied with Chu Jun's decision, as the main general, he could only do his best to fight the battle well and make the Fragrant Army suffer less losses.

Chu Jun stretched out his hand to hold Jing Shouren's shoulder and smiled relaxedly, "General Jing, don't be nervous. Now is not the time for the Fragrant Army to appear!"

A wisp of doubt flashed across Jing Shouren's face, but seeing Chu Jun's confident appearance, he could only press down helplessly and glance over with his full eyesight.

The black shadow was getting closer and closer. It could vaguely be seen that there were more than a hundred xiuzhe. Behind them was a group of dark ghost soldiers, about a thousand in number.

Jing Shouren couldn't help but become nervous. According to the flight trajectory change, these people would fly over the heads of his 5,000 troops. The 1,000 ghosts would only need to pay a little attention to them to discover everyone. However, the hundred xiuzhe suddenly turned around and flew away, luring a thousand ghost soldiers over at lightning speed.

Just as Jing Shouren heaved a sigh of relief, he suddenly saw a group of people rushing up from the mountain behind the ghost race. There were about 600 people. They bit the tail of the thousand ghost soldiers and ferociously chopped them down. The more than 100 cultivators who had escaped in front of them also brazenly turned their heads to kill the ghost soldiers.

It was simply a one-sided massacre. The thousand ghost soldiers were all killed in less than an incense stick of time. After those people finished killing the ghost soldiers, they immediately disappeared into the night forest.

Jing Shouren, who had witnessed all of this with his own eyes, was dumbstruck. A thousand ghost soldiers had disappeared just like that. Moreover, according to his eyes, the casualties of those people were not big. It was truly too terrifying.

Jing Shouren looked at Chu Jun in surprise and asked, "Sect Leader, did you arrange these people? Were they the allied forces of the various sects?"

Chu Jun replied noncommittally. Little Snow said proudly, "How is it? Don't think that a battle general is amazing. Our Sect Master is countless times stronger than you. It's only the beginning, and the good show is yet to come!"

Jing Shouren frowned and was speechless!

Chu Jun placed his hands behind his back and waited quietly. After about half an hour, a smile appeared on his face. "General Jing, if this continues, your 5,000 Incense Army will probably be useless!"

"What does Patriarch Chu mean by that?" Jing Shouren asked in confusion.

Chu Jun smiled and said, "You'll know soon!"

As expected, not long after, another group of ghosts appeared in the distance. The number was about two thousand. Obviously, they saw that the thousand ghost soldiers chasing after them hadn't returned for so long, so they sent reinforcements.

The two thousand ghost soldiers rushed over, apparently worried that something might happen to the thousand ghost soldiers. When the two thousand ghosts flew near the battle site, Luo Heng and a hundred Nascent Soul experts rushed out and killed dozens of ghost soldiers unexpectedly. Then, he quickly escaped, using Chu Jun's "flying kite" tactic that day. Seizing the opportunity, he took a bite and continued to flee.

Jing Shouren watched as the two thousand ghosts drove the hundred xiuzhe away into the night. He looked at Chu Jun puzzledly. How could the other six hundred plus golden cores be attacked?

However, Jing Shouren quickly understood. After only half an incense stick of time, the two thousand ghost soldiers fled back in a sorry state. A hundred cultivators with tyrannical cultivation were chasing after them and killing them. It was truly a turn of events. At this moment, the six hundred golden cores lying in ambush in the mountain range suddenly rushed out to cut off the path of retreat for these ghost soldiers.

In less than half an incense stick of time, the two thousand ghost soldiers were killed in all directions, only a few of them escaped.

Jing Shouren's gaze towards Chu Jun finally changed. In less than two hours, three thousand ghost soldiers had already been annihilated. If this continued, not only would there be ten thousand ghost soldiers in Na City, even twenty thousand ghost soldiers would not be enough to die. No wonder Chu Jun had said that his five thousand incense troops were useless. At this moment, Jing Shouren finally believed that Chu Jun would be able to win against the 20,000 ghosts with 4,000 men.

"Oh, General Jing, looks like your luck is not bad. Here's your chance to perform!" Chu Jun suddenly laughed.

Jing Shouren immediately became nervous. He knew that Chu Jun's cultivation was strong, so he must have noticed the movements of the ghost army in Na City first.

Sure enough, after a cup of tea, a large black army of ghosts appeared in the horizon. There were at least 5,000 of them. It seemed that the ghost general of the army had also sensed something was amiss. He no longer sent a small team, but directly poured out.

More than 5,000 ghost soldiers were slowly advancing, and there were nearly a hundred scouts guarding the front of the group. It was obviously impossible for them to ambush them like this. Soon, Guardian Jing's five thousand incense troops were discovered by the ghost scouts.

Seeing this, Jing Shouren no longer hid. He waved his flag and the five thousand Incense Army immediately rose into the sky!

"Kill!" Jing Shouren shouted coldly, and the five thousand-man squad charged towards the ghost army.

Although these Fragrant Army soldiers hadn't been trained for a long time, they were all cultivators who had escaped from the occupied area. When Li Xiangjun recruited them, they had been carefully selected. They were all vicious characters who licked their blood with their sabers. Jing Shouren ordered them, and these Fragrant Army soldiers shouted and charged forward. The viciousness wasn't weak at all.

Bang! The two forces collided fiercely, launching a bloody battle!

Wu Yanshou carefully looked at Chu Jun and asked, "Master Chu, the combat strength of these incense armies is much weaker than that of the ghost soldiers. 5,000 against 5,000 is probably no match for them!"

Chu Jun crossed his arms and looked at the bloody battle between the two sides with an indifferent expression. "Only an army that has flowed through blood together can become a true army. Fighting is undoubtedly the best way to improve and condense the army. If you want the Fragrant Army to grow rapidly, then let them bleed. If you are willing to give up, then you will have to give up!"

Even so, Jing Shouren's heart still trembled in pain as he watched the army that he had trained shrink continuously. He calmly commanded the troops to form formations, defend, and attack.

The combat strength of the Incense Army was indeed inferior to that of the Ghost army by more than one level. The defensive line gradually showed signs of collapse, and it was about to collapse.

"Kill!" Fan Jian charged into the ghost army with five to six hundred golden cores of killing intent.

At the same time, Luo Heng led a hundred Nascent Souls to descend from the sky. The terrifying destructive power could be imagined. The Ghost army was immediately disrupted. The Fragrant Army took the opportunity to salvage its decline, stabilize itself on the battlefront, and begin the counter-offensive.

"Kill!" A crisp voice came from the night breeze. A little beauty dressed in a pink dress rushed over from behind the ghost army. More than 1,500 xiuzhe rushed over from behind and beat down the water dogs in pain.

Seeing that the situation was over, the ghost general hurriedly ordered his troops to break out of the encirclement to the south.

The battle didn't end until dawn. More than 5,000 ghost soldiers were almost completely annihilated. Only a few ghost generals escaped with dozens of ghost race experts.

Chu Jun led his troops and pounced on Na Cheng. The Heavenly Phoenix Sect's flag was inserted into Na Cheng's city wall the moment the sun rose.