The surprise attack came to an end, and it was almost impossible to do another miracle, and the only thing that could be done was to resist to the death.

Eight Tartars shook his hands and dropped two bundles of spears behind him, as many as hundreds, and the round shield swung horizontally to protect Cui Lang on the left; Amon on his right used the chain knife made by Jin Zhong to defend against the enemy for the first time, and he started to go crazy between expansion and contraction, knowing that this might be the last battle in his life, without reservation.

Zhong Xiaoshan was tightly guarding in front of the Fifth Autumn Crossbow, holding a heavy shield in front of the lunge, ready to fight to the death; Lao Wu was located on the right wing of the wall, he was agile, the two witch claws were short and concise, and his martial arts would not be limited by the city wall, and he could truly punch the land of the cow.

The left wing of the city wall is Sai Yaren, his heavy stick will be limited by the city wall and cast a disadvantage, but the enemy is also relatively reduced, in the dragon soul, he and Zhong Xiaoshan's cultivation is the lowest, and he consciously chose a slightly higher security place, this is not selfish, but to reduce the pressure on the team as much as possible in recognizing the shortcomings, this is not the time to be reckless, shouting and killing.

Yu Chen and Sai Yaren stood side by side, and when Wen Yiming and the others rushed to the city wall, he had already quickly untied the shackles of Feng Wen and the others.

The sound of the two strings of power floated out, and everyone's physical strength increased greatly, Wen Yiming crossed the gun with one hand, and threw a small storage bag to Yang Tianhao with his backhand, which was already filled with blades and potions, as well as some spirit crystals.

Yiqing and Fifth Autumn Crossbow were in a semi-circle of defense against the wall, but Yiqing stood higher, and threw out a privately treasured airspace stone under his feet, which was more than a foot higher than the outer defense circle, and the needle crossbow locked on the two generals.

The fear of the two generals gradually subsided, and in a wave of surprise attacks just now, the four generals and executioners fell almost without making a move, and the combat power that exploded in that moment still made them feel unbelievable.

After Wen Yi's dragon spear penetrated the sun, he directly broke through the siege and rushed to the city wall, Zhong Xiaoshan knocked out an executioner with a virus butcher's knife on the city wall, and smashed his brain with a hammer.

Another executioner, who died at the same time as him, was struck by the Eight Tartar Thunder Shock Shield, and three Fall Poker slashed through his throat, splattering blood on the spot.

The last two executioners who survived were attacked by Yu Chen with two knives in their bodies, their limbs were incomplete, and even their waist and abdomen were scratched by the old black who was shooting by, and they were still lying on the ground and convulsing at the moment.

The surprise attack of less than a second instantly disintegrated the four major combat forces, and the violence was extreme.

Of course, the key point of the instantaneous miraculous feat was that they didn't expect Yu Chen behind them to suddenly turn back, especially the sudden roaring shock wave, which surprised them for a moment.

And it was this momentary loss of consciousness that decided the life and death of the four executioners.

Chu Yarou was extremely angry, pointed at Yu Chen and shouted: "White-eyed wolf, kill me, kill them all!"

She rarely gets angry, but she crossed shoulders with death just now, and she is extremely afraid, if it weren't for the two generals, she would be dead at this moment.

The two generals did not step forward, the thousands of mad shadow army were here, they wanted to kill at the last moment, erase the shadow that had just been born in their hearts, and what they had to do at this moment was to wait for the swarming mad shadow army to be consumed.

Although the high platform is wide, it can only board a few hundred people, and the semi-circular defense circle of the dragon soul is not large, and although the mad shadow army is numerous, it cannot all rush to kill.

The first wave of enemy troops has not yet entered the attack distance, and the spears of the eight tartars have been thrown one after another, the wind is howling, fierce and domineering; it is comparable to the forging body cultivation of the generals, and where the spears pass, it is difficult for the great martial artists under the generals to shake their edges.

In the meantime, the Fall Poker that arced around the game made a popping sound, bringing up a touch of blood, which was very different from the popping sound of the spear piercing through the human body.

The fish that continued to rush forward was in the nine-meter chain knife's head flying, snapping endlessly, sometimes wiping the throat, the head of the person flying, a sunny star silver steel needle did not shoot, in the focus of the blessing, accurately shot at the virus butcher knife in the body of the Wu Xiu, the rate of fire is getting faster and faster.

Yu Chen and Lao Wu slashed out their swords and claw shadows to form a blockade line, Zhong Xiaoshan and Sai Yaren held on, their only priority was to protect the Fifth Autumn Cross and Yiqing and others in the central circle from being threatened, and dissolve the True Yuan Blade that their teammates did not defend.

Wen Yiming's ring also stored the remaining spears from the past, which staggered with the spear throwing speed of the Eight Tartars to form an uninterrupted suppressive attack.

The fifth autumn girl activated the sword gall and qin heart, so that everyone's combat power soared, and Qianqian's ten fingers quickly plucked the strings, gathering momentum for the confused sound wave.

With the blessing of the sword, courage and heart, everyone's courage is doubled, there is no fear, and there is no distraction to go all out to kill the enemy and stick to the position.

The gain of the focus aura allows everyone to give full play to their martial arts and attack and defense, as if instinctively overtaking the true element, and exerting the maximum lethality with the minimum consumption.

This was the first time they felt the power of the concentration of the Dacheng realm, and when the remaining strength of the battle howl was not gone, there was an increase in the strings of strength, and the first time they felt it, the eight tartars, Yu Chen and the others almost went crazy.

Eight Tartars couldn't describe his mood at this time, he knew the direction of his future road, and when he raised his arms and threw his spear, he couldn't control his speed, and Amon next to him was amazed by the speed.

"Save your physical strength!" Wen Yiming had to remind that although everyone had poured all the potions they could drink before the raid, it was a protracted battle of nine deaths.

It is undeniable that the Eight Tartars were excited, laughing wildly and yelling, "Hahaha my spear can't be calm!"

Amon's chain knife, which was about to enter the frenzy, was pressed back two meters by the second wave of encircled enemy forces, and the encirclement was still shrinking.

Yang Tianhao and the four of them had taken several bottles of high-grade potions from the Skull Ring, and they forced the urge to take a hand, and all of them squeezed into the inner circle to recover.

Feng Wen's imprisonment was not long in the day, in the prison they did not suffer any more torture, he has been thinking and cultivating calmly, although he was shackled by the lock yuan and banned the true yuan, but the loss is not great.

At this moment, he had already stood up, carrying the single knife temporarily distributed by Wen Yiming, standing sideways under the stone platform in the inner circle, and said to Wen Yiming: "Senior brother, do you have a shield?"

Wen Yiming revealed a spear, threw out several large shields with his backhand, and continued to guard.

Everyone is calm, because the ponies are squeezed into the innermost and happily absorb the negative emotions that everyone exudes, and no one is unpredictable and crazy because of the ending, and they keep their sanity perfectly.

The execution platform shouted and killed, blood and flesh splashed, waves of enemy soldiers fell, the corpses were trampled by the next wave of charging soldiers in the blink of an eye, and the soldiers who lost their lives were all corpses, all of them were infused with Zhenyuan's violent steps, trampling on the flesh and blood blurred, and the whole stage was like a slaughtering ground for meat grinding, bloody and pungent.

From time to time, large pieces of flesh and bones were splashed in the air, which was the result of the battle of the masters above, and no one knew which side the blood and flesh sprinkled like rain belonged to, and they had no time to care.

The scene can only be described as bloody and bloody.

In less than a minute, the encirclement had pressed into the distance of the hand-to-hand soldiers, and the fierce battle officially began.

The two generals didn't dare to wait any longer, the casualties of the Crazy Shadow Army were beyond their expectations, and some people in Wen Yiming's team began to hang the lottery one after another, but it was not fatal.