Zhong silently showed a hint of a smile in his expression, nodded, but did not speak, and left in a hurry.

Lift your breath.

Force.

Zhong Silent body jumped up, as if it was an eagle predator, constantly falling and then jumping, soon approaching the tall city wall, Zhong Silent let out a long howl, the body rose from the ground, the toes continued to tap the ladder, and in an instant it was to climb the city wall,

A hundred zhang sword qi burst out.

The fierce power swept in all directions, almost in an instant, blood splattered, several heads rolled to the ground, and Zhong Silent's body directly and brutally crashed into the body.

The sword is bright.

Blood continued to splash out, Zhong Wusheng was like no man's land, constantly slashing the Tianlong Army, at the same time, the disciples of Jixia School Palace all came out, quickly climbed the city wall, and Zhong Wusheng began to converge, the fierce sword qi continued to stir in all directions, ruthlessly slashing the snow dragon horse.

Soon.

With the addition of the disciples of the Jixia Academy Palace led by Zhong Wusheng, the Tianlong Army, which was originally a little flustered, began to gain a firm foothold and began a fierce fight.

It is the narrow road that wins.

Whether it is the Heavenly Dragon Army or the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry, they are all red-eyed, and no one has a way to retreat, and at this moment, they all burst out with strong blood, and they are completely out of the way and start fighting hard.

Han Wenxu's gaze couldn't help shrinking.

His hands were folded and placed in front of him, without the slightest expression in his expression, as he watched the battle above the castle and let out a long breath.

The war has developed to such a point, the two sides are fighting inseparably, and now even the best hole cards have lost their effect, as for the outcome of the victory, it can only be the resilience of both sides.

——

Gao Zhanxiong began to command frantically, and the Tianlong Army rushed to the city wall as if it were completely fatal, and the eight partial generals of the Tianlong Army all pressed on, climbed to the top of the city and began to fight.

The Grim Reaper, dressed in black, looked particularly dazzling in the crowd, their scimitars invincible, and they continued to kill with brutality.

Zhong silent's expression froze.

The body leaped up, and appeared in front of the Reaper Guard through the narrow edge of the city.

The spear slashed straight out.

Bell –

A hurried voice sounded, and a scimitar was directly cut off mercilessly, and the sharp sword power directly and ruthlessly cut a Death Guard in two.

Blood splattered.

Zhong Wusheng felt a hot sensation on his cheeks.

That's blood.

"Kill—"

The hot on his face, the smell of blood in his nostrils greatly stimulated the anger in Zhong Wusheng's heart, and an even more terrifying killing intent erupted on the whole person's body, and the long sword shook, and the fierce sword qi swept out, turning into a storm and enveloping the Death Guard.

In the blink of an eye.

Blood splattered, and the two Reaper guards were mercilessly slashed.

After killing three people in a row, the powerful killing intent emanating from Zhong Wusheng's body was also at its peak.

Spears stood in front of him.

The two scimitars returned in vain.

In his eyes, a sharp cold light burst out.

As soon as the long sword moved, the sharp sword qi suddenly burst out like a waterfall, unstoppable, and the two black-clothed men who attacked and killed Zhong silently suddenly flew out upside down.

The bell stepped out silently.

The long sword slashed down.

The blocking scimitar was ruthlessly cut off, and the sharp blade cut a scar directly and ruthlessly on the forehead of the man in black, which looked very slender, and soon, the scar cracked, blood continued to ooze, and the man in black widened his eyes, and then fell to the ground.

The momentum of the long sword's attack did not stop in the slightest, and continued to move forward.

Facing the fierce Zhong Silent, the eyes of the Reaper's eyes also showed a solemn look, and they glanced at each other, and the three Reaper's Guards nodded in unison.

In the blink of an eye.

The bodies of the three of them burst out at the same time, and at the same time, the scimitar in his hand was thrown out suddenly, and the scimitar suddenly rubbed in the air with a piercing roar, and on closer inspection, the handle of the scimitar was actually tied with a thin black thread.

Seeing this, Zhong Wusheng's expression suddenly changed, and the long sword was once again in front of him.

The scimitar made a strange trajectory in midair, slammed into the sword, and then flew back again.

The scimitar flew into his hand.

The Reaper let out a roar and threw the scimitar out again.

This time, it's lightning fast.

A scimitar went straight to his throat.

A scimitar brought up a fierce wind and swept towards Zhong Silent's waist.

The last handle is Fei Xiangzhong's silent lower plate.

Three scimitars slashed at the bell silently from all directions.

I have to say that the cooperation of these three Death Guards is really perfect, and at the same time as the scimitar shoots out, their bodies also burst out, and a sharp dagger appears in each person's hand.

The scimitar goes straight to the deadly point.

The three Grim Reapers' guards swept out and completely sealed the silent path of the death bell.

Longsword pointed out.

Zhong Silent's expression became fierce, and when the scimitar was about to be implemented, the long sword stabbed out as fast as lightning, and it sounded three times in a short time.

The three-handled scimitar returned in vain.

The sword spun around and swept out, heading towards the three Reaper's guards who were attacking him at the same time.

The sharp dagger kept stabbing out.

The sound of continuous impact was constantly coming out.

Sparks splashed.

Zhong silently withdrew a few steps.

The desperate fight of the three Reaper guards made him feel a little tricky.

All of a sudden.

A rapid whimper was heard.

The scimitar that flew upside down burst out again.

Zhong silently stared.

The body took a few steps back, and the sword in his hand was continuously picked out, blocking the attack of the Death Guard.

The three Reaper guards gave hot pursuit, retracting the scimitar that flew out upside down, and slashed towards Zhong Silent in unison. Zhong Silent looked uncontrollable.

Step out.

On top of the long sword, a sharp sword qi swept out, and in an instant, thirteen swords were stabbed out in a row.

The sword is as fast as lightning.

A series of crashing sounds kept coming out, and in the midst of the sparks, Zhong Wusheng's long sword was like a ghost, making the Death Guard unable to dodge, and the battle became scarred in an instant, of course, Zhong Wusheng was not much better, above his chest, a hideous wound was slowly bleeding blood, and above his shoulder blade, a wound was deep to the bone.

Zhong Silent withdrew again.

This time, the three Reaper guards did not follow closely, but instead stopped for a moment.

In a blink of an eye.

Three more Reaper guards swept out from behind the three of them, their scimitars flickering with a blinding chill and slashing at the bell.

Zhong Wusheng's expression suddenly became difficult to look at.

If the battle continues like this, I am afraid that I will be consumed alive by the Reaper Guard.

The sword stood in front of him.

Zhong Wusheng's eyes showed a look of piety, looking at the sword in front of him, he seemed to see death, a fierce power erupted from his body, the internal force swept out frantically, and the depressed aura burst out.

- Sacrifice of one's life.

Lodged in the sword.

To give up is to gain.

Suddenly, Zhong Silent's body burst out.

(End of chapter)