Under Pratt's strict order, the Demon Clan Saint no longer saved True Yuan, and began to try his best to intercept the crossbow arrows in the air, which also greatly limited the effect of the crossbow strike of the Yanshan Guard's bed.

As the demon army was assembled, a terrible horn sounded, and the desolate and distant sound penetrated the vast battlefield, making every demon warrior's fighting spirit boil. Both eyes are red

The horn of the attack has sounded, and one by one the dark warriors jumped out of the defense line and rushed to the second defense line of Yanshan on the mountainside.

As soon as the warriors at the front stepped into range, they felt a light in their eyes, and they reflexively tried to close their vision, and immediately realized that it was not a spell that blinded people with flashes, but a continuous line of fire that lit up along the outline of the walls along the entire mountainside. It was a kind of crossbow bolt with flames, and there were so many of them that it would be mistaken as a line.

In an instant, the demon warriors who rushed to the front were like crashing into an invisible wall and fell a lot.

However, the demon warriors who followed closely behind them turned a deaf ear and continued to charge on the corpses of their companions. On the second line of defense of the demon clan, rows of crossbow arrows roared like a raging storm, harvesting life in the whole row.

It's just that the demon army is indeed very brave, mainly because of their wrong composition, there are too many supremes and saints, such a wrong one, put it on the battlefield, the destructive power is extremely strong.

They quickly broke through the blockade of the rain of arrows and came down the city walls

Yanshan's second line of defense turned into a flesh mixer in the blink of an eye.

In the rear, Bai Chong's face was expressionless, and in his pupils were the figures of countless fallen soldiers. In the mountainside defense line, the soldiers took their lives to fill every step they pushed.

After paying heavy casualties, the demon clan soldiers rushed into the Baicheng defense line twice, but they were both beaten back. After all, the demon warriors on the front line are not all madmen who are not afraid of death, and the battle losses have reached nearly one-third, even the demon clan in a violent state will retreat.

Siege warfare is the most stupid way to play, but in any case, it is the most effective way to use your life to fill the battlefield advantage

The guards of Yanshan couldn't help but have a little confusion, but most of the soldiers in the defense line were natives, and they knew that retreating at this time was death, so it was better to resist desperately, maybe there would be a glimmer of life. And they knew that once they retreated like this, the families behind Yanshan would also be slaughtered by the demon army.

However, due to the fact that there are more strong men in the demon army, the demon army has an absolute upper hand in hand-to-hand combat. As more and more demon warriors rushed into the defensive line, the casualties of the Yanshan guards skyrocketed.

On the city wall, Yuan Shoucheng was condescending, looking at the offensive and defensive battle on the second line of defense.

"It seems that we have to make a move, there are not many strong people in Yanshan after all, once they are close to the army of the demon clan, the disadvantages will immediately begin to show. ”

Liu Qian was stunned for a moment, looked at him and said, "If you want to do it, can you still do it now?"

Yuan Shoucheng smiled and said, "You think that the consumption of the Wind Roar Array is very large, and the core of the formation just can't function, but his strength is still there, and I am just a machine that can make him reactivate." ”

His hand lit up, and a spear appeared. It was the first time Liu Qian had seen him use such a weapon.

It really doesn't match his usual style at all, the spear is the king of a hundred soldiers, and Yuan Shoucheng's style should be a dagger, a thief of a hundred soldiers.

Yuan Shoucheng jumped out with his gun, and his figure disappeared in the air in the blink of an eye.

Under the city wall, a tiger saint was fierce, with a heavy axe in his hand, and he cut three soldiers in half with one slash. Hot blood splattered on his body, making him roar with excitement. At that moment, however, his laughter stopped abruptly. A non-gold and non-jade spear protruded from his throat.

Yuan Shoucheng shook his hand, drew back his spear, then turned around, and suddenly stepped three steps in a row, shooting out like a dragon, and picking off a demon clan powerhouse with each step.

In the thick of the night, Yuan Shoucheng's white-clothed spear was particularly eye-catching, and wherever he passed, he was even more invincible, and there was no general.

In the blink of an eye, all the white clothes turned red.

Seeing that the leaders were all desperate like this, the rest of the Yanshan guards were also full of blood and fought to the death. The originally shaky line of defense has stabilized again.

As he lifted another saint into the air, Yuan Shoucheng's originally flickering figure that could not be locked at all suddenly appeared clearly in an instant. Under the continuous bloody battles, he also consumed a lot, and his body was inevitably a little unstable.

It was at this moment that the night was suddenly dyed with a layer of red at this moment, and a slender red long sword was clearly reflected in Yuan Shoucheng's back heart.

Yuan Shoucheng's whole body was shocked, and he drew his gun and wanted to turn around and stab back. Without seeing it, he already knew that he was locked in, and it was difficult to avoid this fatal blow, so he could only force his opponent to give up with a play that ended in the same end.

This opponent is in the midst of the chaos, and he can seize the moment of the moment to launch a surprise attack, and this person's strength is definitely not worse than his own.

A vague figure was intertwined with the firelight on the battlefield, and the eyes could barely catch it accurately, the shadow flashed from under the gun, and in an instant, it circled behind Yuan Shoucheng again, and grabbed him at the back of the heart with a claw.

Seeing that the tip of the claw was about to touch Yuan Shoucheng's white robe, the sneak attacker who turned into a faint shadow suddenly roared in his heart, and a person stood out of thin air in the distance in his field of vision. It was Liu Qian. And at this glimpse of the floating light, he saw strangely that in Liu Qian's eyes, there seemed to be his own shadow.

Suddenly, a chill welled up in my heart.

This is a strong man of the wolf clan, and he is born with a natural talent for hiding his body in the dark, like a shadow.

His strength is also very strong, in this demon clan team, except for Bai Chong and Zhong Wu, the two Heavenly Rank Masters, he is the strongest in strength, and it is only a little bit of distance from the Heavenly Rank Ones.

He has a high reputation among the wolf clan, and even once escaped under the hands of the Heavenly Order.

The werewolf thought what he had just seen was so weird, almost hallucinating, and he didn't understand what he was afraid of. No matter how powerful Liu Qian is, he is thousands of kilometers away, what can he do?????

This werewolf's heart is firm enough, even if his mind is churning, the killing move in his hand does not pause at all, his claws continue to move forward, cutting through the white robe, splitting the inner armor, and then piercing into the flesh, finally encountering obstacles. That was Yuan Shoucheng's ribs.

The surging True Yuan counterattacked and crashed into the claw blade of the werewolf that could crack the alloy, and then encountered the suppression of the werewolf True Yuan who had been prepared for a long time. In such hand-to-hand combat, the disadvantage of the human race's physical strength was undoubtedly revealed, and the werewolf was about to dig out Yuan Shoucheng's heart in one fell swoop, when suddenly a chill rose from the root of his back and tail, and he was cold and cold, and he was powerless to resist at all.

He turned his head desperately and saw an afterimage in the air hundreds of meters away. That's Liu Qian, but it's just an afterimage.

The werewolf turned around at the same time, and the claws that had been inserted into Yuan Shoucheng's back heart were pulled out and drawn backwards. But when he desperately turned around, he saw only a white light in his eyes. The upper body of the werewolf separates from the body and flies high into the sky. It was only at this time that Liu Qian's figure slowly appeared.

Liu Qian looked at the sky and said, "This little wolf is a little interesting."

"It's a bit interesting? I almost died, this wolf's strength is already very strong, and his status among the demon clan must be very high, I'm afraid that even against a real Heaven Rank person, he can pounce twice." Yuan Shoucheng said angrily. ???

Liu Qian smiled faintly and said, "With me here, how can you die?

Yuan Shoucheng shook his head: "A little flesh injury, it's not a big deal, not even the bones." ”

It was only then that half of the werewolf's high-flying body fell to the ground with a thud, still struggling to support itself. However, the flesh and blood at his incision were all charred black, and they had been burned into charcoal under Liu Qian's golden flame, and his vitality was lost, and he knew that there was no way to survive at a glance.

Liu Qian looked at the corpse expressionlessly, he understood, why did he think that this werewolf was weak, it was just a little interesting, it was all because he was now with the help of the Wind Roar Array, although Yuan Shoucheng was in this place, the Wind Roar Array was still operating, and he still had the strength of the Heavenly Rank now.

Yuan Shoucheng floated up in the air regardless of the ground, and the spear spear gun of non-gold and non-jade waved several trajectories in the air, killing several more people, and then put away the gun and stood with his hands in his hands????

Another row of crossbow bolts was fired from the wall, covering the battlefield once again.

Only a saint could survive such a blow, but at this moment, Yuan Shoucheng and Liu Qian stood side by side, and the two of them stood in the center of the entire battlefield like that.

They were waiting for someone to fight, but the powerful wolf was defeated by the two of them, and no demon clan had the courage to go up and find trouble.

On the side of the demon clan, everyone's attention fell on Bai Chong's body in an instant. Only if Bai Chong personally made a move, could he hope to break through Liu Qian and Yuan Shoucheng to join forces.

Bai Chong stared at Liu Qian, his pupils gradually contracting.

Liu Qian seemed to feel something, turned his head slightly, and looked back. The two looked at each other thousands of meters apart and collided in the air.

Liu Qian's eyebrows furrowed, and with a sneer, he suddenly raised his hand, and a thin red line shot out from Liu Qian's hand, heading straight towards Bai.

This is the Flame of Burning Gold, but Liu Qian's current strength has changed dramatically, and the use of the Flame of Burning Gold has also kept up with the next level.

This line is a golden flame condensed to the extreme, and it is very powerful.

After the demon soldiers above this line were penetrated by this line, the vitality of the whole body disappeared in an instant, and there was no chance to resist and struggle.

This signal is already very obvious, although you are a Heavenly Order, but I am not afraid of you at all, hurry up and fight with me, otherwise I will kill all your men.

Bai Chong's face sank, his body moved, and he met Liu Qian's red line, and the palm of his hand cut on the red line, breaking the red line, but his palm was also burned.

(End of chapter)