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After the fierce wind blew away the arrows that shot in front of Wang Xuewei and Chu Qiutang, they did not form more than a dozen cyclones like last time, but under the control of Zhou Ziwei's soul consciousness, Huo Ran suddenly formed a huge tornado, the tornado rotated and traveled rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, Wang Xuewei and Chu Qiutang who were about to fall into the river outside the castle rolled up, and then flew towards Zhou Ziwei. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although the thousands of archers on the castle did not receive further instructions from the silver-haired general, in their hearts, these people flying from the sky must be their enemies, so they did not hesitate at all, and the rounds of bows and arrows never stopped. However, no matter how powerful and dense their bows and arrows were, as soon as they shot into the huge tornado, they were immediately like fat meat thrown into a meat grinder, and they were easily crushed into pieces by the rapidly rotating wind. There was not a single arrow that could hurt Wang Xuewei and Chu Qiutang who were hiding in the tornado.

As for the kind of giant arrows with amazing power, they can generally only deal with distant targets, at this moment, Wang Xuewei and Chu are in front of the castle, but the dozen or so bulky city skulls are difficult to even turn around and aim, so naturally they cannot be used against the enemy.

At the same time as the huge tornado formed, more than a dozen machetes also slashed at all the vital points of Zhou Ziwei's body almost in no particular order.

"Boom-" sound, at the moment when more than a dozen knives approached the body, a dazzling white light suddenly rose from Zhou Ziwei's body, and after a dozen machetes slashed into the white light, it was like a snowflake falling into the boiling oil, and it melted away without a trace in an instant, and finally the dozen or so knife soldiers each held a wooden hilt in their hands, and looked at Zhou Ziwei, who was slowly converging the white light on his body, and seemed to be completely stupid. The blood and courage of the desperate struggle just now have been consumed by this amazing scene.

Not to mention that the dozen or so swordsmen were scared silly, in fact, even Zhou Ziwei himself was really taken aback by this strange change, although he had a lot of messy abilities, but most of the various abilities in the past were based on the power of the soul, and now this inexplicable ability ...... But even he didn't know how it came about.

In fact, the white light that came out of his body was not subjectively controlled by him, and Zhou Ziwei didn't have time to take care of his side at that time in order to save Wang Xuewei and Chu Qiutang. He just expected that after his body was strengthened by five drops of reincarnation water, he was no longer afraid of ordinary sword and spear attacks. Although these soldiers look very strong at first glance, and the big knives in their hands are also terrifyingly heavy, Zhou Ziwei estimates that his body has just undergone some strengthening, and it is estimated that no matter how strong these people are, no matter how sharp their knives are, at most they can make him suffer a little skin trauma, and as long as Zhou Ziwei still has the power of his soul, then this ordinary trauma is not a big deal for him at all, so Zhou Ziwei's attack on the dozen or so knife hands did not take it seriously.

It's just that the result that happened later was still much beyond her expectations, and the layer of white light automatically emerged from his body when he was threatened with death. But Zhou Ziwei dared to make a move, this inexplicable white light was not composed of soul power, nor was it definitely not the casteless energy stored in his acupoint.

In fact, just after Zhou Ziwei slapped that powerful qi with one palm and turned into a tornado, saving Wang Xuewei and Chu Qiutang, the huge space in his middle point was already shriveled, and there was almost no drop of energy, so how could he use those non-caste energies to repel the enemy?

However, Zhou Ziwei was only slightly stunned, and immediately guessed the origin of the white light...... Because at least from the color of that white light, and the strange effect contained in it, Zhou Ziwei could easily think of the white light that shot out from the giant tower in the center of the castle just now. The white light just now tortured Zhou Ziwei to death, and he was almost tortured to madness several times, so the impression that that thing gave to Zhou Ziwei was too profound!

Unexpectedly, this thing not only combined with tens of thousands of soul power to refine Zhou Ziwei's body countless times, but also the beam itself was simply hidden in every cell of his body.

Just now, Zhou Ziwei was hanging on Wang Xuewei and Chu Qiutang's side, and he didn't pay attention to the vision that happened on his body for a while, but after recalling it, he suddenly remembered some strange changes in his body. The white light did come out of his body, and it came out of every cell in his body at the same time, and finally gathered together and rose out of his body.

However, Zhou Ziwei was still very surprised, since these white lights had been assimilated and combined with his body cells in the struggle against his soul power, how could they be separated from his body when it was about to be harmed?

Could it be that these magical white lights actually have their own consciousness and their own thoughts?

If this kind of thing were to be changed to someone else, it would definitely not be cranky in this regard, and a light, or an unknown energy body, would also have its own thoughts? Isn't that! However, Zhou Ziwei is an exception, because he himself has personally created countless reading soul bodies, so that many things that are absolutely impossible to have thoughts and wisdom have their own lives. So...... No matter how ridiculous a light has its own consciousness, Zhou Ziwei didn't think it was impossible.

And what makes Zhou Ziwei the most incomprehensible and unimaginable is...... Those dozen machetes...... Zhou Ziwei clearly felt that the dozen or so machetes were melted by the white light, and then after the white light retracted back into his body, Zhou Ziwei faintly felt that there seemed to be something more in his body!

But how is that possible? A dozen machetes! And those machetes belong to the kind of thick-backed broadswords, it is estimated that the weight of each knife is about thirty or forty catties, and more than a dozen machetes together, it is at least four or five hundred catties of weight! If these machetes were really sucked into his body by white light...... There was suddenly something weighing four or five hundred pounds in his body, so no matter how stupid he was, he should be able to feel it, right? But the problem is that although he feels a little strange in his body now, his weight seems to have not increased by half a catty! So this ...... What's going on? If those machetes weren't sucked into his body, where did they go? You can't just disappear into thin air, right?

Zhou Ziwei didn't have time to think about this question all the time, his soul consciousness had already pulled the miniature tornado to roll Wang Xuewei and Chu Qiutang up the city tower, but in this way, the two who had only one side of the enemy began to shoot arrows at them in all directions.

Fortunately, Zhou Ziwei had already thought about this possibility, so when he used casteless energy to convert it into wind energy, he did not continue to control the state of wind energy to form a cyclone, but directly formed a unified tornado. The tornado's movement speed and agility are certainly inferior to cyclones, but it is better in defense, as long as this tornado is not defeated by people, no matter how many people besiege from any direction, the effect on the two people hiding in the tornado is exactly the same.

Without the giant city to participate in the battle, whether it was those feathered arrows or the spearmen throwing spears, they could not break through the overall defense of the tornado at all, but under this attack, it also made the tornado, which was originally five or six meters high, shrink to the extent that it was only more than two meters left, and now it can only barely wrap Wang Xuewei and Chu Qiutang in it. This is because Zhou Ziwei has no follow-up support for the casteless energy in his body, and he cannot replenish the energy continuously consumed by the tornado, and the tornado is constantly attacked by outsiders, so the volume of the tornado can only shrink uncontrollably.

Fortunately, just when the energy that formed the tornado was about to be exhausted, Wang Xuewei and Chu Qiutang were finally swept up by Zhou Ziwei's side and fell safe and sound. And as the two of them landed, the tornado, which was still more than two meters high, also "poofed" and disappeared.

In this way, Zhou Ziwei and the three of them are equivalent to being under siege, and on top of this wide city tower, at least tens of thousands of soldiers are crowded, tightly surrounding the three of them in that small space. It's just that now Zhou Ziwei and the dozen or so sword soldiers surrounding them outside no longer have knives in their hands, but after these dozen or so people lost their weapons, they didn't step forward to attack with their bare hands, and they didn't turn around and evacuate, and they didn't mean to vacate the space for their comrades. From the moment the machete in their hands was left with only a wooden hilt, more than a dozen sturdy soldiers in leather armor surrounded Zhou Ziwei and remained motionless, as if they had become more than a dozen sculptures of mud and stone, and no matter how their comrades behind them pulled it, they just refused to move.

And Zhou Ziwei also has a little advantage when they are under siege, that is, the enemy's archers and spearmen are temporarily useless, and if they dare to mess around in such a densely populated area, they can only injure their own people by mistake. So in this case, it seems that the only people who can pose the most threat to them are those knife soldiers with machetes. It was only because of the petrification of the dozen or so sword soldiers that the scene fell into a stalemate for a while.

However, this stalemate did not last long, and after a while, there was a neat rumbling sound on the side of the road of the city tower, and then hundreds of soldiers covered in iron armor were seen walking in neat steps, shouting neat whistles in their mouths, and murderously killed Zhou Ziwei and the three of them. These men were heavily armoured, and their metal armor was covered with sharp spikes, and they passed like humanoid tanks, so the soldiers gave way, and no one dared to stand in front of the group.

Even if they belong to the same camp, the people of the other classes are still full of awe of these murderous ironclads, because everyone knows that these ironclads are butchers with no surnames, and in their eyes there are only enemies, and their only purpose of survival is only to kill the enemy. Even if you are an ally in the same camp, if someone dares to stand in front of them and stop their desire to kill, then they will not hesitate to crush you into a puddle of flesh!

In the neat rumbling footsteps, the dozen or so swordsmen who had been sluggish for a long time finally woke up, and as soon as they turned their heads and saw that the ironclad army like a torrent of steel was about to rush in front of them, these people were suddenly frightened, and they threw down the wooden hilt in their hands and fled to their original camp without their lives.

It's just that in an instant, the originally crowded city tower actually made a lot of space under the powerful deterrent power of this group of ironclad troops, and in the end, only Zhou Ziwei was left to hold Wang Xuewei and Chu Qiutang's waists and still stand in place.

And the footsteps of the five hundred ironclad soldiers also became faster and faster, each of them carrying nearly 100 catties of heavy armor, but it seemed that they were just wearing an ordinary single coat, which did not affect their speed in the slightest.

Then the five hundred ironclad soldiers changed from walking fast to running in small steps, until the last rapid impact, when the distance between the two sides was less than twenty meters, with the sound of the leading general, each ironclad army had two more hammers in their hands like a trick, and they let out a wild howl like a beast, and rushed towards Zhou Ziwei and the other three frantically.

All the sergeants who witnessed this scene had no doubt that even if Zhou Ziwei and the three of them really had the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth beyond the reach of ordinary people, but once they fell to the ground and were besieged by this group of wolf-like ironclad troops, then the fate that awaited them would definitely have no other result than being trampled into flesh!

Zhou Ziwei secretly smiled bitterly, if there was still no caste energy in his body that could be mobilized, then he could naturally ignore the impact of these ironclad armies and directly release a tornado that swept up the three of them and flew into the sky. No matter how powerful these ironclad troops are, they only have a certain advantage on the ground, as long as they can't fly, then they can't even match the role of the most basic archers against the enemy in the air.

It's a pity that now the casteless energy in his body has basically bottomed out, and he doesn't know how long he has to wait if he wants to condense and absorb it to a certain scale, and now, ...... He can only use the soul power to resist the enemy, but he doesn't dare to use the floating ability of the soul power. Without the protection of cyclones or tornadoes, flying into the air, even a group of archers would be enough for them to have a headache. And it can't drive the wind, even if it's suspended in the air, you can't leave this castle, isn't that just doing it in the air as a rake for others?

Or that strange burst of white light just now can also be used as a powerful weapon, didn't a dozen machetes just now melt away by the white light out of thin air? And the white light only melted the blade of the machete, but it didn't seem to have any interest in the wooden handle, and didn't take the initiative to hurt the soldiers with the machete, didn't that mean...... Are these white lights only interested in metal objects? And if that's the case...... Then it would be appropriate to use this to deal with these ironclad troops in front of you!

I didn't see these ironclads made of steel all over their bodies, even the boots were no exception, they seemed to be made of steel, and the pair of spiked hammers in their hands were also made of steel, not a wooden handle like ordinary hammers.

However, what made Zhou Ziwei a little weak was ...... If that white light could really fuse and absorb all the metals it touched, then in the end, it would eat all the iron guys of the five hundred ironclad army...... Belch...... Then how many tons of steel will be in his body!

No matter, let's take one step at a time, if this white light is really so greedy, Zhou Ziwei is worried that even if he wants to control it, he may not be able to control it, just now he hasn't moved that thought, the white light suddenly came out of his body, and he has not been controlled by him at all from beginning to end!

However, before he didn't have enough understanding of the effect of this white light, Zhou Ziwei didn't dare to rely too much on this thing, and he had to use his soul power to protect the three of them anyway. Therefore, when the five hundred ironclad army saw that they were about to rush to the front, Zhou Ziwei's body had quickly infiltrated the wisps of soul power, and with this preparation, he could perform the soul covering stunt at any time, as long as he was bathed in soul power, then he would be sure to face the thousands of troops directly!

But just as Zhou Ziwei was ready and even planned to take the initiative before the two sides made formal contact, he suddenly heard a loud roar.

And with this loud roar, the torrent of iron armor that had rushed to Zhou Ziwei less than three meters in front of him seemed to have been pressed the pause button, and suddenly it stopped completely, and some people were even raising their legs or waving the spiked double hammer in their hands. But these movements all stopped completely after that roar, and everyone's eyes were full of doubts and awe when they looked at Zhou Ziwei again...... The swords and archers who had retreated far away also showed the same expression with that roar.

Zhou Ziwei knew that the roar must represent some kind of extremely earth-shattering message, but it was a pity that he couldn't understand half of what these people said. He is proficient in more than a dozen languages, but unfortunately this is not the earth, after all, this is the first time he has heard the language here, but he believes that as long as he casually absorbs the soul of a person here, then this language barrier will naturally no longer exist!

(To be continued)