Without the slightest hesitation, Ye Haotian had just rushed to the city wall when he pulled out a thin short knife from his waist and slashed at the nearest demon warrior.

The short knife dragged a crimson flame of light out of the air, illuminating the demon warrior's dark chest and blood-stained face, and if Zhao Laoxie was present, he would definitely be able to recognize this short knife at a glance as his favorite flame blade.

Without any sound, it was like being gently licked by a reddish tongue of fire, the demon soldier's arm raised in mid-air instantly lost its strength, and the battle axe in his hand fell on the black stone slab of the city wall with a loud bang, smashing up a few pieces of gravel and Dao sparks, until Ye Haotian's figure swept past his eyes, and the flame blade that emitted scorching sparks pierced deeply into the chest of another demon soldier, and he felt a warm feeling coming from his neck, and then, the colorful world in front of him suddenly turned into black and white ink color.

Good fast knife. This was the last thought that popped into the mind of the demon soldier before he died.

Yes, Ye Haotian made a knife very quickly.

He couldn't help but be happy. Don't dare to be unhappy.

Whether it was the more and more demon warriors gathering on the city wall, or the souls who died on Seven Star Island, whether it was the tens of thousands of fresh lives in the city, or the tens of thousands of years of aggression and killing of human beings by the demons, he had to use the killing skills he had learned in the two lives to the extreme.

At this moment, Ye Haotian put away all his pity and sympathy, cut off all his thoughts and emotions, and there was only one cold word 'kill' in the depths of his soul guiding him to keep swinging his knife, slashing down, swinging again, and slashing again.

The aura in Ye Haotian's body frantically poured into the flame blade in his hand, and the fine runes on it were lit up one by one, and the sharp blade fell on the demon army, and the heavy armor shattered like fragile pieces of paper, and in just a few breaths, seven Blood Skull warriors fell at his feet.

Zhu Zhu followed Ye Haotian and rushed up the city wall, the delicate antler bow was still in his hand, the red thin arrow in the quiver had long been used up, her beautiful little face was as still as water, an arrow suddenly flew under the city wall, Zhu Zhu copied it casually, grabbed it in his hand, and shot it out with his backhand on the bowstring, and a demon warrior who had just climbed the city wall in the distance stiffened, and before he could raise the giant sword in his hand, he fell heavily to the city.

When Su Ning'er rushed up to the city tower under the protection of several military cultivators, the battle between the attacking and defending sides had already entered a stalemate.

Seeing the mountains of stumps and broken arms piled up on the city wall and the blood and internal organs that had gathered into a river, the face of the Liangwang County Lord, who participated in the war for the first time, suddenly turned pale, turned around suddenly, and kept vomiting while holding the battlements of the city wall behind him.

The shield-wielding soldiers protecting her glanced at each other, and they all saw the complicated and helpless expressions on each other's faces. Su Ning'er's true identity, they didn't know, although Xu Heihu had already acquiesced in her heart that she was the county lord, but she never shouted, let alone told her subordinates about this matter, there are many reasons for this, the most important is for safety.

Just imagine, if a county lord suddenly comes to the remote quicksand city, not to mention the demons, only those hunting group mercenaries in the city who recognize money but don't recognize people will have a lot of restless thoughts.

Kidnapping, extortion, rape-fornication...... These are irresistible temptations for border people who value the color of wine more than their lives.

Just when several soldiers gradually showed a little mockery in their eyes because of Su Ning'er's sudden discomfort, the beautiful county lord who was holding on to the wall suddenly turned around, wiped the stain on her lips violently, strode over a corpse next to her, stepped on the blood under her feet, and cursed loudly: "You bastards of the demon clan, this county lord will kill you all today!"

As she spoke, she had already rushed to the battlement of the outer city wall, holding the small hand of the colorful blue lotus and stretched out, ignoring Ye Haotian's warning, and with the sound of a low chant, she squeezed out all the last trace of mental power left in her body......

......

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With the assistance of Ye Hao's Heavenly Bead Bead and the hunter cultivators in the south of the city, the crisis at the North Gate was finally temporarily alleviated.

In less than two pillars of incense, Ye Haotian killed a total of fifty-seven demon warriors, his cyan cotton robe had already been taken off and thrown aside, the newly purchased white lining was completely unrecognizable, and the blood fell to the ground dripping along the tips of the hair on his head, and he couldn't tell whether it was his own or the demon army's, and the whole person looked like he had just crawled out of the pool of blood.

Another knife slashed a demon soldier who had just climbed the city wall to the bottom of the city, Ye Haotian picked up an iron spear from the side, jumped on the battlement and began to pry the ladder below. The aura in his body frantically poured into his arms, the red flame armor on his chest emitted bursts of crimson light, and the cloud ladder weighing hundreds of pounds left the wall with his roar, and smashed it backwards with several demon soldiers hanging on the ladder.

Before the ladder completely landed, the war spear in Ye Haotian's hand flew out, nailing a demon warrior who was just about to dodge to the ground in an instant.

After doing all this, Ye Haotian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he glanced left and right, and found that there were not many demon soldiers left in the city, and the demon army under the city was also retreating rapidly, obviously, the demon army's attack on the north gate ended in failure.

Wiping a handful of blood from his face, seeing that the few remaining demon soldiers on the city wall were being besieged by more and more defender cultivators, Ye Haotian's tight heart finally eased a little. He knew that even if he didn't help himself, these demon soldiers would not be able to inflict any casualties on the defenders.

Turning his head, Ye Haotian saw that Zhuzhu was also standing at a battlement more than ten meters away looking out of the city, he shouted a few times, but Zhuzhu did not respond.

Ye Haotian dragged his tired body to Zhuzhu's side, and was thinking about what to say to relieve the bloody atmosphere at the moment, when he suddenly saw that Zhuzhu's little face was white and scary, and his body was trembling, and the antler bow that never left his hand had fallen to the ground.

"Ah!" Ye Haotian exclaimed, hurriedly took Zhuzhu's hand, his heart instantly lifted, and asked eagerly: "Zhuzhu, what's wrong with you?"

Ye Haotian had never seen her look like this, even if she was surrounded by thousands of demon armies when she fled, her face only showed a faint trace of worry, not the bloodless miserable state now. In an instant, Ye Haotian immediately thought of a possibility, that is, Zhuzhu was injured, extremely seriously injured, otherwise, he would never even be able to hold the antler bow.

Zhuzhu shook her head gently, she didn't look at Ye Haotian, she was still staring ahead, her face became more and more pale, and even her voice changed.

"Remember when I told you that I was always feeling a little restless these days? ”

"Ahh ”

Ye Haotian didn't understand why Zhuzhu suddenly mentioned this matter, but from the movement of her shaking her head, she already knew that she was not injured, and her hanging heart relaxed a little.

"Now I know why. ”

"Because of what?"

"Because...... Alone. ”

As she spoke, Zhuzhu slowly raised her hand and pointed forward.