There are all kinds of noisy sounds in my ears.

Under the city wall, a large number of besieging Tang soldiers were shouting in a mess: "Go on, kill." The Jin soldiers on the city tower were also desperately clamoring: "Kill, kill, resist." "With the crisp sound of various weapons colliding, all kinds of bows and arrows flying around. More often than not, there were screams of soldiers being killed on both sides, and the heavy thudding of heavy objects, including human bodies, falling from the walls and smashing onto the ground and dirt.

He Ping was holding a shield in his left hand at this time, the long knife in his right hand was dragging diagonally, and his eyes were rolling from side to side, trying to find a place to hide in this chaotic battlefield.

This is the front line of the battlefield, and standing still is too conspicuous.

But there are only two jobs to choose from, either to raise the ladder under the city, or to climb the ladder to fight with the Jin soldiers.

It turned out that the cloud ladder that He Ping supported was destroyed, could he really climb the cloud ladder to attack the city?

No, I have to hurry up and find another job helping the ladder, and the fool will climb the ladder.

Just as he was about to pull out his legs and go to the escalator closest to him, push away the thin minor Tang soldier, and snatch the post of the escalator, his heart suddenly moved, and he turned back vigilantly.

A well-dressed Tang general in armor was striding towards him.

"Hey, you, what are you doing here? Hurry up that ladder! "Don General wore a long sword at his waist and a banner in one hand.

This Tang general looks like a lieutenant, but he doesn't even have a helmet, so he shouldn't be a big official.

Damn, wearing a vest-style armor, you dare to point fingers at Lao Tzu?

Beware of Lao Tzu cutting off your head with a knife.

For He Ping Daxian, he is not very good at using spears, but he has practiced knife skills.

It was a book of knives that I picked up while wandering in a certain world, called "Thunderbolt of the Tempest".

In fact, this kind of martial arts is basically useless for immortal cultivators, but it can't stand this wind and thunderbolt knife dance, like dancing, the movements are strong and sleek, the sword light is vigorous, and it is very beautiful.

At that time, in order to pursue a young and beautiful senior sister of the same generation, He Ping spent a whole day learning to master this set of knife techniques and another set of palm techniques called "Flying Flowers and Plum Hands", and performed at the senior sister's graduation ceremony, which won a smile from the beauty.

I didn't expect that now that the tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs, this set of martial arts can be used.

Evil was born to the guts, He Ping immediately made up his mind, pretended not to hear clearly, looked at Tang Jiang who was walking towards him with an innocent face, and dragged the long knife behind his ass with his right hand, preparing that as soon as Tang Jiang approached, he would cut off his head with a knife.

Anyway, there is a lot of commotion on the battlefield, and no one knows who is who.

Just as He Ping was about to act, a long arrow suddenly shot over from the city tower, shooting straight at General Tang's throat!

Good arrows!

What a fast arrow!

What a lot of strength!

As a former immortal cultivator, He Ping's physical judgment ability is extremely strong, he clearly knows that if this arrow is shot at him, he can't dodge or stop it at all, he should be dead by now!

However, I saw that the Tang general didn't even look at it, raised his left hand lightly, raised the long sword that was worn at his waist and had not yet been unsheathed, and with a clang, he used the scabbard to block the long arrow that flew vigorously!

I rub, so fierce!

He Ping didn't say a word, and immediately put away all his bad thoughts.

It seems that this may be a high-martial world, so don't act rashly.

Taking advantage of the opportunity for the Tang general to raise his eyes and go to the city wall to find who would shoot him, He Ping hurriedly screamed in his mouth, and crawled into a bunch of Tang soldiers in front of him.

A captain with teeth and claws brandished a long knife and drove all the Tang soldiers, including He Ping, up the ladder.

This ancient ladder has no nails, it is all fitted with wooden tenons, and it squeaks and quacks when you step on it, and it is scary to shake and sway.

He Ping stepped on the rungs vigorously, and followed the other soldiers step by step up the ladder.

He was the fifth in line on the ladder, and the Tang soldier in front of him was probably frightened, crying and crawling, and pulling a butt of shit and urine, He Ping's head was on the man's ass, and his nose was full of a fishy smell, which made him almost vomit.

The higher the ladder is stepped on, the more it shakes more and more, and all the people who climb the ladder hold the wooden strips on both sides of the ladder tightly, feeling that if they are a little loose, they will be shaken out of the ladder and fall down.

Now that everyone has no way to retreat anyway, all the Tang soldiers on the ladder mustered up their courage and shouted frantically.

"Rush, kill! Ten thousand taels of gold! ”

Overhead, there was the sound of clanging weapons contacting, and the first Tang soldier on the ladder began to engage the enemy.

In less than two seconds, the hapless Tang soldier fell screaming.

Immediately afterwards, the second Tang soldier also fell, and the spear swinging randomly in his hand almost hit He Ping's face.

"Up, up!" He Ping saw that the remaining two Tang soldiers in front of him slowed down, and hurriedly urged them to rush forward.

His current position was too dangerous, and if the soldiers in front of him stopped out of fear and let the Jin soldiers above him free their hands, they might have done something even worse. If the Jin soldiers on the city wall poured boiling water or something, then the long string of Tang soldiers on the ladder, including He Daxian, would really turn into a sugar gourd.

He Ping hurriedly roared and pressed the tip of the knife in his hand against the buttocks of the Tang soldier above, and the Tang soldier was in pain, and quickly quickened his pace and climbed up.

The third Tang soldier didn't hold on for a few seconds before he was stabbed down, and when he fell, he just hung up on the fourth Tang soldier in front of He Ping, the stupid boy who had already pulled a butt of shit and urine, and the two of them screamed and fell down together.

At this time, there was no one in front of He Ping, and the end of the ladder was on the city wall two meters away, within reach.

One meter above the last gear of the ladder, at the top of the city wall, against the backlit background formed by the bright sky, the heads of several Jin soldiers and a few spears were waiting for him in front.

He Daxian has cultivated immortals for thousands of years, and there have been many battles. When he fights with others, he runs away if he can't fight, but when he can't escape, he is not afraid of a fight.

Well, come on, then fight!

He Ping's blood rushed upward, and after climbing the ladder in three steps, the top of the city wall was already below his chin.

The front of him suddenly opened up, and there were dense spears and the legs and feet of the Jin soldiers in front of him and on the left and right.

At that moment, several spears stabbed at him together.

He Ping's left forearm covered the shield, carried it on his shoulder, tilted the angle, and deflected the three spears on the left, and the long knife in his right hand was gently placed on the fourth spear, pressed downward, and made a force under his feet, and he took two steps forward, and the whole person stepped onto the city wall and drilled into the Jin soldiers!

Although the body that took away the sacrifice was weak, He Daxian's fighting consciousness was still there.

Those Jin soldiers in front of him are full of spears in their hands, he is armed with short knives, and he must fight in close combat!

The four spears that stabbed him didn't stab him for the first time, and He Ping was already like a fish, leaning over tightly.

Holding the shield in his left hand, he continued to withstand the four heavy spears, and the long knife in his right hand was raised, and he stabbed it hard in front of him, and with a snort, he stabbed a Jin soldier in the stomach.

Then he followed the speed that had just rushed up, pushed the stabbed Jin soldier and took two steps forward, stepped on the chest of the Jin soldier with one foot, laboriously pulled out the long knife, and immediately slashed at the neck of the other Jin soldier.

With a muffled click, the long knife slashed into the neck of the Jin soldier, and was stuck by the bones in the neck, and the Jin soldier was cut off because his throat was cut, hehe twice, blood gushed out, and he fell down with He Ping's long knife.

The problem of Zhao Ergou's physical weakness has been completely exposed at this time.

In just two strokes, poor He Ping Daxian was completely exhausted, and he knelt down directly tired, his hands were so weak that he couldn't lift them at all, and he watched the dead man's neck take away his knife, and he didn't have the strength to take it back at all.

Okay, it's over, anyway, before he died, he killed two people to back up.

He Ping shook his head and laughed at himself, ready to die.

But.

Wait, wait.

Something strange seems to have happened!

He Ping suddenly felt a stream of aura penetrate his Heavenly Spirit Cover, and from the Heavenly Spirit Cover all the way down, he reached the dantian in an instant!

Hey? There is an aura!

Although as a former Jindan Great Immortal, this little bit of dewy aura was not at all significant, but the shock to his soul was like a thunderclap in the sky.

It turns out that there is still aura in this world!

This is equivalent to a person dying of thirst in the desert, and suddenly tastes a drop of sweet water at the corner of his mouth!

Immediately afterwards, another aura came in, penetrating the dantian, which was indescribably beautiful!

The wise He Daxian understood in an instant!

He had just killed two people in succession, and there were two traces of aura!

Don't? In this world, killing people can get aura?

As if seeing a glimmer of light in the dark night, He Ping began to cheer up.

At this time, because He Ping was too brave when he rushed up just now, and killed two people in a row, the Jin soldiers on the city wall were so frightened that they retreated, leaving a few square meters of open space to come out, and two Tang soldiers also rushed up on the ladder behind He Ping.

Seeing that He Ping had fallen to his knees without strength, several Jin soldiers who had already taken a few steps back adjusted the spears in their hands, shouted at He Ping, and stabbed them in unison again.

He Ping Daxian, who was inspired by the news of the aura, suddenly showed a fierce light in his eyes, his face was hideous, he raised his hand and grabbed one of the spears, pushed it with his backhand, and somehow stabbed the spear handle into the eye socket of the spear-wielding Jin soldier.

The Jin soldier screamed and let go of the spear in his hand, and retreated to the back of the crowd with his hands over his eyes.

He Ping then shook the shield in his left hand to block several other spears, stood up on one leg, turned into a posture of squatting forward and kneeling, held the snatched spear with one hand with his right hand, and threw it sideways while the crowd was empty, and slammed it on the waist of a Jin soldier who was standing too far away, directly knocking the Jin soldier off the city wall.

The Jin soldier fell to his death on the spot, and another aura drilled into He Daxian's Heavenly Spirit Gai.

With the addition of the first two auras, He Ping has now absorbed a total of three auras!

Great, let's kill.

Ho Tai Sin now kind of knows how to play. At this time, Tang Bing on the ladder behind him, two more people climbed up. Now with He Ping, a total of five Tang soldiers climbed the city wall, faintly forming a hint of breakthrough in this position.

However, at this time, a human wall suddenly parted in the pile of Jin soldiers in front of him, and a Jin army general holding a mace came out of it.

He Ping didn't think about it, just like throwing a javelin, he shook his hand, and the spear in his hand flew towards the Jin general who came out like lightning.

I saw that the Jin general's pace did not slow down at all, and he slapped it directly with his empty hand, and knocked away the spear thrown by He Ping with one palm, and then raised the mace more than a meter long with the other hand, which was full of spikes, and smashed it on a Tang soldier who was rushing forward without knowing whether he was alive or dead, and immediately beat this Tang soldier to the point that half of his body turned into a bloody liquid, and the minced flesh and blood splashed He Ping's head and face all over his face.

After Na Jin knocked a Tang soldier to death with a stick, he continued to take two steps forward, grabbed the spear that another Tang soldier stabbed at him with his left hand, and raised the hideous mace in his right hand again, aimed at the top of He Ping's head, and smashed it with a blow on the head.

There was a thunderclap of wind on the ground, and a terrifying huge mace smashed down with a whistling sound.

Where did He Daxian dare to take this baton, he climbed back a few steps in a row, and retreated directly to the edge of the city wall.

The mace slammed into the ground with a "bang", and countless rubbles splashed with a muffled sound, marking a few blood marks on He Ping's face and head. Then, the rod covered with iron nails suddenly lifted from the ground in a cloud of smoke and dust, and went straight to He Ping's chest without any delay.

With a "bell", the wooden shield in front of He Ping was smashed by the heavy iron rod, and He Ping's whole person was also swept out by the huge impact, and he tumbled and fell from the head of Taiyuan City, which was more than ten meters high.

What is the concept of more than ten meters high? It's about the height of a five-story building in a typical residential building.

"Ahh

"Mom!"