Although the strong man on the back of the bison was humanoid, his face was extremely hideous, unprovoked and ugly, which made people feel disgusting at a glance, but the man with the twelve flags behind him was extremely handsome, he was wearing a dark robe, no different from ordinary people, and from a distance, in addition to the thick black fog all over his body, it was as if the gods had descended from the earth. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Countless shouts converged in one place, and the man gradually approached.

The drums beat to the sky.

Countless monsters were surging again, and not only that, but above our heads, many strange demons appeared, with green faces and fangs, and pounced on us.

These are not real things, but they give people an eerie feeling.

They dragged their ethereal long bodies and swayed through the air, leaving countless ghosts crying wolf howls that chilled people's hearts, and then swooped down from the sky.

My body is filled with the strongest dragon vein qi, and I am the most restrained about this thing, so those things that pounce on me are like moths to a fire, most of them are directly burned and disappeared, but there are still some people in the field, who actually don't have much defense.

These people were so impassioned that they jumped off the wall to help, but when one of them threw himself into his body, his body immediately stiffened.

And on this ever-changing battlefield, any accident will be fatal.

So as long as it's a hit, except for those who have companions around to help, they will basically be hit by the monsters next to them, and then bite them to death.

But these demons are not able to pounce on the people at the head of the city.

After all, this section of the Great Wall is the position of the Gyeonggi Defense Array, and it has a natural resistance to these things.

These demons are extremely annoying, they are the best at illusions, and for a while countless strange scenes appeared, which made people's hearts dreadful, and at this moment, the sound of chanting suddenly came from the city.

At first, the chanting was not loud, and it was even drowned out by the ubiquitous sound of fighting.

Later, however, it seemed that hundreds of people were reciting together, and they could no longer hide it.

The sound of the chanting was finally overpowered, and then a man's hand shook at the head of the city, but a red robe flew out and hung in the air.

The robe was not large at first, but later on, it grew when the wind came.

The robes that grew bigger and bigger swayed in the air, and all the demons and ghosts that were flying freely were sucked inside.

For a moment, the bottom was suddenly clear.

By this time, however, the bison had already rushed down to the city, and the winged man who was standing on top of it drew out a banner behind him and threw it into the sky, which turned into a black arrow and pierced the robe.

The two collided heavily, and the robe that covered the bright moon swayed suddenly, and some couldn't bear it.

Amitabha......

There was an explosion in the air, as if there were thousands of people calling out the Buddha sound.

However, the man who was called Kungo pulled down another flag.

He threw it again, and the robe seemed to be about to break.

At this time, above the city, a large number of yellow-clothed monks suddenly jumped down, holding iron rods, with a faint golden light on their bodies, and came towards the bison here to kill the generals.

At this moment, I have fallen into the siege of countless monsters, wielding the three-pointed two-edged knife in my hand while manipulating the Yixian knife, and there is no conflict, I can only see them cutting through the waves, forming an arrow-shaped formation, and rushing to this side.

Kungo didn't care, but continued to throw the order flag.

By the time he reached the fifth, the robe began to shrink, and countless howls were heard from inside, and some of the demons had already broken free from their restraints and floated out of it.

By this time, the yellow-clothed monks had surrounded him and his huge bison.

I counted them, and there were eighteen monks in total.

Is this the Eighteen Bronze Men or the Eighteen Arhats? I was a little surprised, but I saw that these monks began to rise into the air without fear of death, ready to beat this guy to the bull.

The cow is two feet tall, like a moving mountain of meat, and its body seems to be hollow, and the hammer is struck on the body, but it can make a drum sound that resounds through the earth, and it is obviously also a spirit animal, and although there are many of these monks, if they want to succeed, they are afraid that it will be a little difficult.

Sure enough, as soon as they got closer, they jumped up one after another, and the buffalo began to exert its strength.

Its ox's feet stepped on for a while, and its body clashed left and right, and several monks directly trampled it into meat puree, and some barely jumped on the back of the cow, but smashed the men who beat the drum and flew away.

The fact that these monks were able to rush to them quickly had already proven their strength, but this Kunwu was still too powerful, and they were no match.

But the reason why they were so desperate was to protect the robe.

If the robe is attacked again, the boundless evil spirits may be released again, and how many people can remove these and not affect them?

So they had to fight for their lives.

Seeing this scene, my mind passed by like electricity, and I finally couldn't help it.

I slashed several python-like monsters in front of me with a single sword, and then shouted, "Where is the pulse of the South China Sea?" ”

The yellow fat man came out of the blood and shouted at me, "Yes." ”

The old ghost also came out of the darkness and shouted, "Here! ”

My blood boiled, and I shouted angrily: "Come with me, kill that hanging hair." ”

The fat man and the old ghost agreed in unison, and then protected me, and the three of them rushed forward together.

The two sides were actually less than fifty meters apart, and after a few breaths, the people had already arrived, and at this time, there were only seven or eight people left in the eighteen bronze men.

Shoot the man before the horse.

The Kunwu was on the bison, high on the top, and this thing had rough skin and thick flesh, so it couldn't move him at all, so that the yellow-clothed monk wanted to fight him, and he had to climb up with all his might, and when he reached the top, he didn't even breathe, so he condescendingly killed him.

It wasn't worth it, so as soon as I came, I swung my three-pointed and two-edged knife in my hand and slashed at the bison's thick front leg.

And the Yixian knife was faster than me, and it had already stabbed the bison in the neck one step earlier.

It is true that the skin of this thing is rough and thick, but the Yixian knife does not have too many obstacles.

Because a fold at the bottom of the neck is its weakest point, one insert at a time.

Then my three-pointed, two-edged knife slashed through.

When he swung that sword, the little golden dragon continued to draw power from the dragon vein society's diagram, and then focused on my arms.

In addition, the knife intent on the three-pointed two-edged knife has also become extremely strong.

It's an exciting thing to slay demons and eliminate demons.

Swish......

There was an explosion, and the bison's front foot was cut off, and it was hit again, and finally it couldn't hold it anymore, and it fell straight forward, and the people above it also collapsed.

The old ghost and the yellow fat man had already prepared, and as soon as they came up, they cut off their wings and killed those drummers.

And after I succeeded in the sword, Xiao Wuxiang moved the distance away, and then shook the long knife and slashed at the guy named Kungo like a cloud.

After Kungo, who fell from the back of the bison, landed on the ground, he did not panic, but grabbed two flags, shook them in his hands, but turned into two long swords with black awe, and then pounced on me.

The muscles in his face began to contort, and there was anger burning in his cheeks.

Clang!

The moment the swords intersected, I felt a majestic force attacking me, which made me unable to resist it, and retreated more than a dozen steps backwards.

This is a little too new to me.

It's the first time I've had this kind of mess since I had a three-pointed, two-edged knife.

But then I realized that the other party was really powerful, and the other was that I made it bigger before, and when the autumn wind swept the leaves, it consumed too much energy, which eventually led to a somewhat unbearable result.

After the guy forced me back, he didn't pause, and rushed to kill again.

It is more cunning than a human and knows the truth of pursuing while it is victorious.

However, at this time, the old ghost and the yellow fat man surrounded and stopped him.

The two of them joined forces, it was definitely not simple, and soon, this Kunwu's offensive suddenly slowed down a lot, and I also recovered my breath at this time, stepped forward with a three-pointed two-edged knife, and once again attacked it.

Several people fought each other, and for more than a dozen rounds, that guy was besieged by three people, and he didn't fall behind at all.

However, when it sensed the threat, it did not act imposingly, but roared loudly, as if calling for the surrounding monsters to come and help.

We were originally besieging each other, but instead we were surrounded by countless demons, and we were in a state of great danger for a while.

At this moment, another figure suddenly appeared, rushing towards this side.

After more than ten seconds, I felt that the monsters around me were decreasing, and then there were gusts of sword wind dancing, and someone shouted loudly: "Call Moga, this is not the place for you to stay, go back......"

My heart was beating wildly, knowing that the Black Hand Twin Cities had finally arrived.

I jumped backwards, dodging the guy's slash, and saw that not far away, the Black Hand Twin Cities were arriving at the scene with the Seven Swords.

The seven people cooperated tacitly, and as soon as they came up, they immediately stepped on the direction and surrounded them.

Kun Wu turned his head, looked at the Black Hand Twin Cities, and said viciously: "Don't ask me to appeal to Moga, I will be called Kun Wu ...... now"

The Black Hand Twin Cities said: "Whether you are called Appeal Mojia or Kunwu, as the great demon of the Shura Dao, you have your own destiny, and the land of the world is Lang Lang Qiankun, and there is no room for evil, if you don't turn back, I will knock you into the dead sea of consciousness!" ”

Kun Wu laughed fiercely, stretched out his hands, and the five command flags on his back suddenly hung in the air, turning into five sharp swords with black smoke.

Plus the two in his hand, but there are seven swords.

He laughed wildly, "I want to see who can stop me......"

His momentum was amazing, and a whirlwind took him as the eye of the wind and blew it around, but at this time, Zhang Liyun raised the sword in his hand and shouted: "Big Dipper, Seven Swords Array!" ”