Chapter 555: Observing Candidates
In the face of a wave of enemies, the guard camp did not retreat in the slightest, and these people were no longer the gladiators of Wuxiangzhuang who could only entertain people with their lives.
Dream Crystal Demon Venerable: "Yun Mo, I think you seem to be a little cold, I remember that you said before that you care about everyone." However, now that a few people have died, you are indifferent. People, if they are really fickle, especially men, are not worth trusting. ”
Yun Mo: "Fickle, shouldn't I say you?" ”
Somnimalam: "I admit it. ”
"I also admit that I don't attach so much importance to their life and death, because the road ahead is theirs, and I have given them a platform to work hard, and sooner or later we will all fly to the upper realm!"
The Dream Crystal Demon Venerable chuckled, "Once we ascend to the upper realm, we will be separated." ”
There is a difference between demons and demons, among the several upper realms, human cultivators all go to the human realm, while the demon clan is the flying demon metaverse, and the corpses are the ten thousand corpses realm, as for the moon realm, the star realm, the witch realm, and the moon realm, they all have their own restrictions.
Yun Mo: "Why, you are reluctant to me, or reluctant to be a leaf doll." ”
Dream Crystal Demon Venerable: "It's early, if I want to fly to the Demon Metaverse Realm, I can do it a long time ago." ”
The two of them were silent, and continued to watch the battle between the brute bulls, and Yun Mo was also currently observing, except for Ah Zhe, who could be worth cultivating.
The bull rushed to the front of the line, kicked one of the rushing soldiers away, grabbed a guy covered in armor, lifted his feet upside down, and picked up the poor fellow whole, swinging it around his body like a meteor hammer, and those who were hit all fell down with a wail, while the rest of the people shrank back and did not dare to step forward.
"Bold thief, put Captain Qian down!" One of the soldiers shouted.
Manniu was stunned for a moment, looked at the guy in his hand, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to be a captain!" ”
Captain Qian was dizzy for a while, his stomach was overturned, and he couldn't speak.
The brute bull swung vigorously again, slashing Captain Qian round and round, and walked forward at the same time.
Every time he took a step, the surrounding soldiers took a step back.
In the ranks of the defenders, an old man in Chinese clothes shouted: "Captain Qian is dead, and there will be those who retreat!" ”
As soon as his words came out, a general beside him rushed out with a knife and slashed at Captain Qian's body, blood splattered out.
The old man roared coldly, "What are you doing in a daze?!" Don't hurry up and meet the enemy! ”
He is a member of the Yancangshan Council, and he has a lot of power on weekdays, and as soon as his words came out, the soldiers next to him who were still afraid of the wild bull suddenly rushed forward with shouts.
The brute bull did not show weakness, and greeted him with a loud shout.
"Brute, I'm here to help you!" Yun Zhu rushed over from the battle array.
Looking at more and more defenders, Ah Zhe's eyes narrowed slightly, and he shouted: "Charge formation!" ”
The five hundred people of the guard camp quickly formed a triangular charging formation, and their hands lit up with light blue lightning.
The director's eyes widened, "Why, how can there be so much thunder power?!" ”
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw hundreds of fist-sized thunderballs rushing towards his army, and the entire heaven and earth turned pale blue.
The reflection of the thunderball in the director's eyes is getting bigger and bigger, and there are more and more of them.
Finally, the first thunderball fell into the battle line of the defenders.
There was a snort, and the light was bright, and all the people within two feet of the thunderball around the thunderball emitted a puff of green smoke, and the exposed skin became a scorched paste, and a pungent scorching smell arose in the air.
Immediately after, the dense thunderballs fell into the defenders' battle formation one after another.
Such a dense thunderball bombardment caused more than 600 people to die on the side of the defenders of Yancang Mountain in the blink of an eye.
Seeing the hellish situation, the ordinary soldiers began to flee in all directions.
One of the bannermen yelled, "Give the fuck back to Lao Tzu!" But none of the men who usually stalked about their horses stopped. The angry head grabbed a soldier who was fleeing in a hurry, cut off the head with a knife, pointed a long knife with blood at the people, and shouted, "If there is one step back, there will be no mercy!" ”
This made the soldiers flee faster.
These soldiers are all here for the magic crystal, if they really have the heart and ruthlessness to make meritorious contributions, they would have gone to the front line to fight earlier, how could they have run here? It's all about money, who wants to lose their lives?!
When the director saw the smoke, he had to snort, and with a wave of his sleeves, a thick black smoke as black as ink came out of his cuffs. The old man grabbed the void, and a huge wolf pen suddenly appeared in his hand, and the tip of the pen quickly swam away in the black smoke, and then, one by one, knights in black armor jumped out of it, black armor, black horse, black saddle, black chopping knife, as soon as the black knight appeared, the chopping knife in his hand cut a deserter who stopped in front of him into two pieces.
Eighteen black horsemen were born out of thin air, scattered in all directions, and slaughtered the fleeing soldiers one by one.
Just like a sheepdog driving a flock, it only took a moment for most of the fleeing soldiers to be brutally killed by the black horsemen, and the remaining soldiers fled back in terror when they saw this.
After gathering these soldiers by cruel means, the director said coldly: "Those who take a step back will be killed!" The old man looked coldly at the cowering defenders and shouted, "Now, charge!" ”
Eighteen black knights took the lead in the charge, although there were only eighteen people, but the momentum was like a thousand horses, and the frightened defenders hesitated for a moment, and then began to roar and rush forward.
"Just in time!" The brute bull burst out and crashed straight into the menacing eighteen black riders.
With him as the vanguard, the five hundred men of the guard battalion also launched a charge at the same time.
If they fight alone, they can fight two at most, but once they form a battle formation, it is by no means comparable to these chickens and dogs.
The majesty of the "Heavenly Thunder Great Array" was perfectly displayed at this moment, and the five hundred people all maintained the same pace, and also maintained the same breathing rate, although there were five hundred people, they were like a whole.
The old director's heart sank suddenly, and he muttered to himself: "Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a ground-level exercise!" ”
At this moment, there was suddenly another person in front of the old man, a teenager.
Obviously a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy with a smile on his face, but it made the old man feel infinite fear, and without hesitation, the old man retreated.
But what made him desperate was that the boy was strangely always three feet in front of him.
Ah Zhe stretched out his hand, clasped the old man's neck, and then squeezed it hard.
There was a crisp sound of bones, and the old director, who was powerful in Yancang Mountain, crooked his neck and died.
Ah Zhe's palm slashed across the corpse's neck, like a sharp knife cutting tofu, and the old director's head left the body.
Ah Zhe jumped to the top of the building next to him and raised the head high. >