It is indeed almost, although there are only 800 people in the first camp, but they are all brave and good at fighting, not afraid of life and death, after seizing an area of the city wall as a buffer point, there are more and more soldiers who climb up to the front of the city, although the number of people is more than 1,000 less than the soldiers defending the city, but it is also stable to resist the defenders who swarm over, when the last group of soldiers to climb the gun, the fact makes Li Wu desperate, this is a one-sided massacre, nearly 2,000 defenders defending the city are composed of new and veterans, and the good fighters are not ordinary, and this battle, Although those recruits performed fairly well under the shouting and angry scolding of the veterans, they were still too much worse than the strong soldiers who had ascended the camp first.

On the city tower, the big knife in Ju Ran's hand is like cutting cabbage, without any moves, slashing, slashing, he is not arrogant, but these ordinary soldiers, it is true that they can't find a place for his move, the Ju Liangzhou clan, dealing with the Qiang people all the year round, in that environment, every young man of the Ju clan, whether they want to or not, must at least have a martial arts that can protect themselves, and Ju Ran is the son of Ju Yi, and is deeply passed on by Ju Yi's martial arts, between father and son, Ju Yi has no reservations, although Ju Ran is young and rebellious, for martial arts, but never let go.

Every time he swung the knife, blood splattered, and a trace of bright red appeared in Ju Ran's eyes unconsciously, and a bloody aura enveloped it deeply.

More than a dozen defenders besieging him felt a chill in their hearts, and then retreated, the hands holding the weapons trembled slightly, at this moment, in their eyes, this young enemy soldier was like a demon crawling out of the hell of Shura, his eyes were bright red, like two lanterns in the night, bright, but it looked a little weird.

The lanterns are hanging high in the dark night, which is already a little chilling.

Ju Ran didn't realize it, and the bloody breath in his heart kept hitting his mind, like gasoline urging a car, all the time urging him to subconsciously slaughter the enemy in front of him.

Seeing this, Ju Yang, the deputy general of "Ju Ran", changed his face slightly, and he cut down an enemy commander and ran towards Ju Ran.

Ju Yang is Ju Ran's second uncle, Ju Yi's left and right hands, with the first camp bloody battle battlefield for many years, how can he not see that Ju Ran's state at this time is a little enchanted, this is the demon that many martial artists who have just entered the battlefield will fall into unknowingly, killing too many people, the desire to kill in their hearts will permeate their hearts, many martial artists, either crazy, or killing, even their relatives will not let go.

"Wake up."

Ju Yang's face was calm, the steel knife in his hand was raised, and he held the big knife wielded by Ju Ran, and the crossbow in his left hand was thrown casually, and he grabbed Ju Ran's wrist tightly.

Ju Ran's eyes were red, emitting a savage scarlet color, he looked at Ju Yang in front of him without focus, and muttered in his mouth: "Kill, I want to kill, kill, kill." ”

Ju Yang's face changed slightly, the higher his martial arts cultivation, the stronger the demon stunning, although Ju Ran was young, he was also between the peak of a second-rate martial artist and a first-class martial artist, such a strong desire to kill, it seemed that he couldn't wake him up.

"It seems that he can only kill as much as he wants." Ju Yang thought to himself.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly turned around and shouted to the soldiers who were fighting with the defenders: "Stay away from Ju Ran, this kid's desire to kill has filled his heart, let him vent it." ”

After speaking, he grabbed Ju Ran's left hand and put it down, as if he had put a large beast into a flock of sheep.

But he saw Ju Ran's body running wildly, on the narrow city wall, holding the war knife given by Yuan Shang, his eyes were red and he rushed to kill, and the low killing sound in his mouth continued, like a god of killing.

"Poof"

The blood was like a fountain, a knife fell, and the head of a defender in front of him flew up, and a surging stream of blood erupted from the neck of the lost head, splashing on Ju Ran's face, and on his clothes, the headless corpse fell to the ground.

But he saw that the opposite side stretched out his tongue and licked the blood splashed at the corner of his mouth, and the bloody breath in his eyes was even worse, and he let out a beast-like roar.

A defender who stabbed angrily at Ju Ran's spear, his heart was shocked, he was eager to retreat, his thoughts flashed, his body wanted to move, but it was too late, a knife light, like a thunderbolt in a rainy night, the knife light was like lightning, his head fell to the ground, and a pillar of blood was also splashed, and his body fell to the ground, and he couldn't die anymore.

"Kill, kill, kill"

Ju Ran's pace was very slow, the tip of the knife cut a bloody mark on the ground, as the saying goes, ten steps to kill a person, every ten steps of his life, the defenders who died in his hands were not only ten people, each of them was able to make a wail, the head fell to the ground, or a knife was fatal, although the body died, but also died simply, not to death.

"Okay, Ju Ran, you can't kill anymore, wake up quickly."

Ju Yang, who was worried about Ju Ran's accident behind him, had been following Ju Ran's left and right, seeing that Ju Ran had killed more than 20 people in a row, but there was no sign of waking up, he was very worried in his heart, and he turned over, and the big knife in his hand held Ju Ran's knife at him, and shouted with some worry.

His worry Ju Ran only wavered, the long knife in his hand suddenly slashed down, the air dissipated like ripples, and the sharp knife qi made Ju Yang's hair slowly fall to the ground in the air.

Ju Yang's strength is not bad, and Ju Ran is in a good position, but Ju Ran, who is in this state, is like a killing machine, with no pain, no worries, if he really wants to make a move, Ju Yang is naturally not Ju Ran's opponent.

Under the city, Ju Yi frowned when he saw this: "What's the matter?" ”

"Demon Shock," Yuan Shang's face changed slightly: "Ju Ran first entered the battlefield, he may not be able to resist the invasion of killing desire, and he will fall into Demon Shock." ”

When Ju Yi heard this, his heart tightened, and he said: "Demon is a hurdle for a warrior, Ju Ran's temperament is not calm enough, and the last general is worried that he will not be able to extricate himself from that desire to kill." ”

"Don't worry," Yuan Shang was calm: "Ju Ran is your son, as long as he likes to fight like you, this day will come sooner or later, don't worry, although Ju Ran is a kid who is hip-hop, but his temperament is quite tough, your son, you should know that the life he will face in the future may be more difficult than the demon in his heart, so before he defeats others, let him defeat himself first." ”

When Ju Yi heard this, his lips moved slightly, looking at the city, Ju Ran, who was enchanted, was ruthless in his heart, gritted his teeth and said: "My son of Ju Yi can't be a bad seed, and the great cause of the lord in the future does not need waste, I hope he can defeat himself, just like when he was eight years old, he held a wooden sword and said that he wanted to defeat me, I believe him." ”

Yuan Shang's eyes turned from the figure of Ju Ran on the city wall to Ju Yi beside him, from the body of this battle maniac, he saw the vast father's love like mountains and rivers, his strength, his iron blood, when facing Ju Ran, in the corner that Ju Ran could not see, turned into soft care.

"Fatherly Love"

Yuan Shang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly remembered that the majestic body that had left him but lived in his heart.