217.Chapter 217: I'm sorry your slave is late

Flashes of inspiration and blood splattered!

Those two krakens of the Spirit Realm finally began to exert their might. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The protective light array that enveloped the entire Sunset City shattered with a "poof".

In the lonely city, there is no natural danger to rely on.

To the sound of war drums, countless krakens screamed fiercely, surging like a tide towards Sunset City!

On the city walls, the scarred monks rose again.

All of them held magic weapons, their eyes were blood-red, and they roared and slashed desperately.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the city gate cast by dark iron collapsed!

The dense kraken, armed with weapons in hand, rushed in with a frantic face.

Dozens of monks at the gate of the city brandished their spears, but before they could stop it, they were thrown to the ground by the torrent-like kraken, and in the blink of an eye, they were gnawed into white bones.

"Ahh

When the mortals huddled in the corner saw this horrific scene, they all screamed in horror and fled for their lives.

The monks who hurried to block the city gate were instantly scattered by mortals.

The Kraken excitedly brandished his weapon and chased after him, like a pack of hungry wolves that broke into the flock, bloodthirsty and ruthless, killing people when they saw them, leaving no one behind!

The streets were littered with stumps, human heads rolling, and sticky, scarlet blood soon spilled all over the ground.

On the city walls, the monks are desperate, and the kraken is biting.

The spirit sword in Yu Xiu's hand was splashed coldly, and with a wave of his hand, dozens of krakens were broken in two.

And his face became more and more pale, and the strength of his one-armed arm became weaker and weaker.

Glancing back at the frenzied slaughter of the kraken on the street, the monk of the Spirit Realm roared angrily: "Fellow citizens, let's die with this group of beasts!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a steel spear suddenly burst out, piercing his chest with a "poof" and nailing to the wall behind him, trembling incessantly!

"Master!"

"Uncle Yu!"

The monks around them were shocked and cried out in grief.

Yu Xiu didn't fall down immediately, he gritted his teeth, ignoring the blood spurting from his chest, the spirit sword in his hand was raised, and the spiritual power in his whole body rushed out!

"Wow!"

The sword bursts and shines brightly!

He turned around, looked at the rolling street of the Kraken under his feet, spat blood, and said with difficulty, "Everyone...... Yu ...... Go first!"

After that, he tried his best, jumped up, merged with the sword in his hand, and fell vertically from the city.

"Bang!"

Falling in mid-air, the whole body suddenly burst open!

Countless pieces of flesh and blood mixed with the sword rays, suddenly turned into a rain of swords, and fell on the streets and in those excited kraken groups!

"Ahh

Countless krakens were split in half in an instant, and they died tragically on the spot!

Seeing this scene, the remaining monks burst into tears, the blood in their chests was excited, and they suddenly roared angrily, desperately rushing towards the krakens who poured onto the city wall!

The two krakens from the Spirit Realm did not participate in the fight, but landed in the city, leading a group of krakens to find treasures and pack food.

The corpses on the ground, the living people hidden, men and women, the old and the children, for them, were all delicious food.

That's what the city is for.

Anyway, their own victory is in sight, and the remaining human monks are just dying, believing that it will not be long before they all turn into cold corpses and be put into bags.

As for the city, let it continue.

If there is it, there will be humans, and if there are humans, they will always have food.

Humans are delicious, especially women and children.

So at this moment, the city is full of man-eating krakens, hideous laughter.

Everywhere there were the screams of women, the cries of children.

Zhou Zhiqi stood at the head of the wall, her body trembling violently, not afraid, but sad and desperate.

The spirit sword in her hand did not stop, slashing the kraken that rushed excitedly all the time, desperately squeezing the last bit of strength in her body.

Dressed in a white dress, she looks like a fairy.

Even if they are stained with blood, in the eyes of the Kraken, they are crazy in beauty.

So more Krakens rushed to this side, their ugly faces full of covetousness and lewdness.

They are not afraid of death, they are not afraid of the spirit sword, they follow one after another.

The resistance at the head of the city became weaker and weaker, and many monks were thrown to the ground by the slain kraken, gnawing and devouring, and it was unbearable to see.

Zhou Zhiqi couldn't move forward.

The roads to the left and right were filled with shining-eyed krakens, and krakens began to crawl on the walls of the city.

"Catch her! to live! Such a watery human girl, the captain said, to play her to death, save the corpse, let us play every day, hahaha......"

A kraken screamed, cracked its mouth, and burst out laughing.

The krakens on both sides received the order and pounced even more frantically.

Zhou Zhiqi's face was pale, her body was already numb, and she mechanically waved the spirit sword in her hand, desperately slashing.

Blood splattered, and corpses fell to the ground.

But no Kraken retreated.

These fierce krakens seemed to be enchanted, their noses fluttering, drooling, and they didn't use their weapons, and they smirked at her.

"What a fragrant person, rush-"

More Krakens poured in.

Zhou Zhiqi staggered a few steps, almost fell, leaning against the wall, desperately and helplessly waving the spirit sword in her hand to prevent them from getting closer.

She no longer has any spiritual power in her body, and she has long since been exhausted.

With tenacity of mind, I persevered until now.

Yu Xiu is dead, the dense kraken has entered the city, and there are less than a hundred monks who can resist.

Some of the Krakens had even lit torches and started screaming in celebration.

Babies were carried on spears, women were held above their heads, human heads were dragged behind them, and even some krakens took half of a human corpse each, laughing and fighting.

Everything in front of you is like hell!

Zhou Zhiqi's dress was messy, crying and slashing like crazy, blood stained her vision, and the corpse shook her soul.

She couldn't see the enemy around her.

But the sword in her hand still didn't stop.

"Shrah—"

Some of the krakens took advantage of her weaker and weaker movements, suddenly stretched out their claws and tore her dress, and then cracked their mouths and laughed.

Then more Krakens began to sneak up on them.

The sky has darkened, and night has fallen.

Just like Zhou Zhiqi's current mood, there is no longer a glimmer of light.

She used the last trace of spiritual power in her body, the last trace of strength, to block the outstretched claws of these krakens, and slashed several krakens again, keeping the integrity of her dress.

Then, her body finally couldn't support it anymore, leaned against the wall, and slowly slid to the ground.

But the spirit sword in her hand did not let go, but crossed her heart.

With her back to the wall, she struggled to raise her head and looked at the dark night sky, her eyes full of despair and desolation.

She is not afraid of death.

She would rather have her body cut off than let these krakens tarnish her innocence.

She's just sad.

Sadly, in these last moments, there is no moon in the night sky.

The silver moon that always appeared on the Sleepy Demon Peak, the silver moon that always hung on the top of the tree, the silver moon that always reminded her of the silver moon that he accidentally kissed her......

Where are you now?

The krakens on both sides laughed fiercely, their faces twisted and contorted.

Zhou Zhiqi looked at the night sky, her face full of tears.

"Yan Yuchen, goodbye......"

The girl looked up at her blood-stained cheeks, her eyes staring at the distant night sky in a daze, and there was a touch of softness and sweetness between her eyebrows.

Immediately, the spirit sword in her hand slashed through the skin of her heart.

In the next moment, she will be turned into two sections, and the blood of her internal organs will flow all over the ground, and her death will be extremely miserable and terrifying.

But she was satisfied.

Her eyes gradually closed.

However, at this moment, in her eyes, in her gaze, she suddenly saw a huge gap in the dim sky, and it cracked open!

The crevices began to shimmer, dazzling!

That's not a gap, it's a huge silver moon!

It was as if God had suddenly opened one eye, crooked, bright, squinting, looking at her tenderly and pityingly.

Laughing at her.

Immediately, the dense silver moon that covered the sky and the sun, like a meteor, fell beautifully and shockingly.

One of the brightest silver moons, extremely fast, like the familiar scimitar, cut through the sky, cut through the air, with a terrifying momentum, spun into a beautiful full moon, towards the city where she was, with the most terrifying speed, shooting fiercely!

At the same time, the faint and surprised cries of the other monks came from her ears: "The rescue is coming! Uncle Song from the Luoying Palace is here! Kill—"

"Look! What is that! so many moons!"

"That's not right! That's a sword! What a terrifying sword! Could it be Uncle Song's Falling Sakura Palace Technique! Now it's saved, and now it's finally saved!"

"Ahh

The surviving monks and krakens all looked up at the dense silver moon in the night sky, their faces full of shock.

Then the monks rejoiced, and the krakens all changed their faces drastically and screamed in terror.

The girl didn't go to see any rescuers, nor did she look at the powerful Uncle Song, her blood-stained eyes kept staring at the brightest silver moon.

She felt that this silver moon was the most beautiful, the most beautiful, and the most beautiful moon she had ever seen in her life, and the moon that made her heart flutter to almost stagnation.

"Huh!"

The hundreds of krakens on both sides who were still drooling and ready to pounce on them were instantly raining blood, and they were cut into countless pieces by the falling silver moon!

"Hum—"

The beautiful silver moon was inserted in front of her, trembling and humming.

Immediately, the light flashed, and it turned into a teenager!

The boy crouched in front of her, with a scimitar in his hand, and looked at her with tears in his eyes, as if he had been threatened to be thrown from the sky when he saw her for the first time, silly and lovely, cowardly and weak, and his face was pale with fright.

"I ...... It's okay......"

Zhou Zhiqi wanted to raise her hand and stroke his pale cheeks, but she didn't have any strength.

The young man's body was trembling, and he reached out and took her little hand, which was placed on his face, rubbing it gently.

He was in tears.

Hot tears wet her fingers and burned her heart.

As a result, her body began to tremble.

And then, like a teenager.

In an instant, tears poured down.