"Whew~"

His pink lips pursed, and he blew softly into the night.

Suddenly, all the flaming arrows were like a glass of wax blown out by the incoming night wind, and the raging flames disappeared in an instant.

Immediately after that, those arrows completely lost their falling power, and fell down like fallen leaves, falling all over the courtyard, but they could not cause any destructive power at all.

Zhu Minglang looked at Li Yunzi, a little distracted.

The main thing is that this pouting and blowing is a little cute.

Although there were many doubts in his heart, but now that the soldiers were coming to the door, Zhu Minglang couldn't sit idly by, and immediately called out the sword spirit dragon, and jumped into the impassable street surrounded by the soldiers!

"Flying Sword Sword!"

Zhu Minglang pointed with his hand, and the sword spirit dragon shuttled through, as fast as a sharp lightning, running from the street to the end of the street, extremely gorgeous.

Before the soldiers of the Malone battalion could react to what was going on, holes appeared in their bodies, and blood flowers spread out in patches, and the soldiers on this trajectory all fell, wailing in pools of blood, and some even died on the spot!

"Sweep back!"

As soon as Zhu Minglang retracted his hand, the sword spirit dragon that arrived at the end of the street suddenly opened an extremely exaggerated sword arc, this sword arc was like a bright moon in the sky, and the light tore apart the soldiers on the overcrowded street, and there were countless people whose heads fell to the ground, their limbs flew, and their waists were cut off!

Dealing with this group of murderous battalion soldiers, Zhu Minglang shot more fiercely, and didn't give them a chance to get up again at all!

This amazing and terrifying slash made the streets dyed bright red, but the sword spirit dragon did not touch a drop of blood, and had returned to Zhu Minglang's side, the sword body was red, the sword was slender, and it was slowly and with an extremely dangerous aura of levitation, waiting for Zhu Minglang's next order.

"It's the sword master, shoot it!" The leader of the Ryoma camp had a grim face, showing no mercy for the tragic death of his men.

The pawn itself is used for sacrifice.

The leader raised his hand and swung it down.

Those archers riding dragon horses were obviously the core of their dragon horse camp, and when they saw the rows of tall dragon horses, these trained archers pulled the iron bows in their hands at the same time, and suddenly the surrounding air flow seemed to have fallen into a bottomless abyss, going against the current, reversing, and disordered!

"Whoosh !!!!!!"

Wind-piercing arrows!

A group of archers use wind-piercing arrows at the same time, and those arrows made of special materials can even absorb the wind element in the heavens and the earth, making the arrows that fly out gallop and become more penetrating.

This kind of arrow, I am afraid that the flesh scales of some dragon beasts will be directly pierced, and the shields, armor, and trenches will be even more difficult to resist, so I can see that those arrows make a sharp sound, directly through the nearby houses, fences, and even several houses in a row......

The sword spirit dragon conjured up a sword soul, like a huge black sword tablet standing in front of Zhu Minglang, Zhu Minglang himself was not injured much, but the houses behind him where the Hu family herdsman team was stationed were all worn out, and they collapsed and shattered one by one.

These archers are not highly cultivated, but if they are trained like an army and form a team, if they work together to perform a single ability, the destructive power is also quite terrifying!

"How ...... White"

Zhu Minglang was about to call Bai Da, but his name was already on his lips, and then he remembered that Xiao Bai was shaping his bloodline, and he was sleeping heavily in the spiritual realm at this time. UU Library

As Bingchen White Dragon, it will be much easier to deal with these soldiers and archers, no matter how sharp the sword of the Sword Spirit Dragon is, the speed of killing is not as direct as that swept by the Ice Dust of Bingchen White Dragon!

"Hold his sword. The leader of the Dragon Horse Battalion immediately gave an order for those soldiers to block the Sword Spirit Dragon with their bodies.

The archer is under the protection of the soldier's flesh wall, and unless Zhu Minglang kills it himself, it will be difficult for him to behead them all from such a distance and so many people.

"Firefly Sword!"

If you get in the way, you can't help but kill.

Zhu Minglang didn't want the hut he had just taken care of to be destroyed by this group of bully armies in Runyu City.

The sword danced in mid-air, the tip of the sword and the air rubbed out fireflies, and as the speed of its dancing accelerated, countless firefly sword lights lit up over the street, densely like the gorgeous scene of the approaching night in the forest!

"Boom Boom !!!!!"

The firefly sword fell, a flash of fire, it was a human life, no matter how many soldiers there were in this dragon horse battalion, in the face of such a group of flying sword swordsmanship, it would also be nearly half!

Thousands of people, crowded on this street, but under Zhu Minglang's swords, countless people fell, not to mention that these miscellaneous armies are difficult to resist, even the well-equipped and well-trained orthodox legions can't withstand the sword power of the median monarch-level cultivation, the soldiers are as short and fragile as moths, so powerful that the soldiers in the entire Dragon Horse Battalion are a little trembling!

"Panic, he's a sword, he can't cut us all, archer, nail him to the stone wall for me!" the leader of the Ryoma camp roared angrily.

It seemed that seeing that these soldiers of his own could not resist Zhu Minglang, the leader also took a heavy dark iron bow from his dragon horse mount, this bow was surprisingly large, I am afraid that people who practice martial arts will not even be able to lift it.

The leader held the bow in one hand, and the black heavy iron arrow was placed on the dragon's tendon string, and the string flowed with strange light, and when the leader pulled it apart, it was like a black dragon lying still, and the mountains and forests would be destroyed!!

"Black Dragon Roar!"

An arrow flew out, like a dragon's roar, booming!

The majestic force of the arrow swept through the surrounding ruined houses, crushing them all into powder.

The black dragon roared and swept towards Zhu Minglang, Zhu Minglang was also a little surprised, this leader of the Dragon Horse Battalion was not low in cultivation, no wonder he dared to go straight to the new city lord's residence so rampantly, and when he came up, he would release rockets to kill people!

Zhu Minglang drew out the gossip platform to resist this surging arrow, although he did not move at all, but the mansion that was ready to be repaired was completely destroyed by the other party.

Zhu Minglang is in a bad mood.

In this rainy city, there is no people's livelihood, and it is not easy to find a few carpenters, bricklayers, and craftsmen, and many things have to be done by yourself.

As a result, the small courtyard house that had been hard worked out in the past two days was destroyed by this group of reckless people.

"Sword Spirit Dragon, you don't need to protect the courtyard, kill them. Zhu Minglang stood on a high place and said coldly.

At first, I thought that I could stop this group of people without destroying the courtyard.

This really affected the play of the sword spirit dragon, and if you want to kill the enemy, you have to quickly come back to set up the opponent's arrow curtain, and the yard has been almost destroyed, so there is nothing to worry about!

It's just a matter of spending a little more time, anyway, the night is long, and this rainy city is about to go through a bloodbath!