The sound of the explosion was still there, and the people who resisted disappeared from the fog in an instant, as if there was no one below the whole time, leaving only the sound of bows and arrows and explosions lingering.

"Damn it's this trick again." Murphy stared at the vanishing centaur and cursed.

20,000 people and horses all look at it and say that they can't see it, this kind of thing is too unbelievable, but the Black Lotus Fire has been such an unbelievable existence for generations.

"It's gone, how can it be gone."

"Hell no."

"It's really going to disappear......"

The strange disappearance shocked the soldiers above, and the bow and arrow in his hand stopped moving, and if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't believe that so many people had disappeared.

"Your Highness, what should I do now?" The city lord looked terrified.

Jingwu's dark eyes were always staring downward, Lingyin, the black lotus fire relied on Lingyin to make the people of the four countries jealous, and because of Lingyin, they dared to be so arrogant, he searched all the ancient books in the world and never found the subtlety of Lingyin.

It was so quiet that everyone's eyes fell below, tense nerves.

The thick smoke was gradually blown away by the wind, and only the wind whistled in the empty valley.

"Quickly retreat to the city gates."

"Yes." The city lord answered, and instead glanced in the direction of the city gate.

The long sword in Jingwu's hand emitted a cold light, the sword body was slightly turbulent, and it made a sound of knowing the rope, if someone who knows the sword can see at a glance, this long sword is very spiritual and it is very excited at this time.

"I had a bad feeling in my heart." Murphy stared down and frowned tightly.

Jingwu turned his wrist and the long sword in his hand disappeared instantly, and he said lightly: "Those people and horses have all passed through this mountain, and I am afraid that we have arrived at the gate of Wucheng at this time, but we can't see it." ”

"And what are you still standing here for?" Foam's face changed.

"Lingyin has not been cracked yet, and it is not easy to lose thousands of his men and horses in a battle in the mountains."

"Wucheng is not guarded?" Murphy didn't understand what he meant.

"It's unknown whether you can keep it or not, but it's not a shame to be able to do your best even if you can't keep it."

The corners of Huamo's mouth twitched: "Listening to you, why do I feel hopeless." ”

Keigo was indifferent.

"Kill ......"

"Bumper ......"

There was a bustling shouting of killing in my ears.

Huamo jumped up a higher mountain and turned his head to look at the city gate, taking in the scene at the city gate three miles away.

Shocked, surprised, the words were stuck in his throat, and the black lotus fire suddenly appeared, according to the situation that had just disappeared, it was not surprising, but what was the matter with the large number of people and horses that suddenly appeared at the gate of the city, all of them were sharp?

"Keigo, when did you send so many people to hide outside the city gates?" Standing on the top of the mountain, looking at the two people who suddenly fought, they found their voices in a half-loud voice.

Jing Wu was silent, and a little white figure fell towards the city gate.

Huamo looked at Jingwu's figure, and stroked his head with his fingers, no one could guess that Jingwu was doing things like this, and he hadn't seen him through after following him for so many years.

A large number of strong-suited men and horses at the gate of Wucheng fought against the black-clothed centaurs, and the centaurs on both sides were strong, and the sword qi was flying.

The city lord and thousands of soldiers who arrived from the upper room were all surprised to see this scene, where did so many masters of strong gear come from?

"Rush, protect Wucheng, and swear to defend Wucheng to the death." The city lord reacted and waved his hand and led everyone into the killing field.

"Rush ......"

The morale was high, the voices were bursting, and the screams were incessant.

The little leader of the Black Lotus Fire looked at the changes in front of him, his eyes were full of murderous energy, and he turned to look at which side of the mountain, and he couldn't imagine that he could clearly figure out the movements of the Black Lotus Fire, so there were thousands of masters hidden at the gate of Wucheng City.

The bottom of his eyes was dark, and the Black Lotus Fire had never had such a stain in a hundred years, and his heart was extremely angry.

"A nameless clan who also wants to kill the king." Keigo stood in front of the city gate, and his faint voice remembered in a fighting field.

The indifferent voice seemed to come from nine heavens away, making everyone in the audience stunned.

The scimitar in the Black Lotus Fire Lord's hand shook, his eyes fell on the white figure, and he was surprised in his heart, such a quick light skill, this person must not be underestimated.

"Who are you?" The cold voice was wary.

"The reason why the Black Lotus Fire has been feared by people for a hundred years is that you are too secretive to be feared by the world, except for Lingyin, your clan has no ability." The fluttering voice is very nice.

The leading man's face was already grim: "Who are you?" ”

"Those who stand in your way."

The knife in the leading man's hand was tightly gripped, and a loud laugh suddenly broke out on his fierce face: "Then let's see if you can withstand my Black Lotus Fire." ”

As soon as his words fell, the scimitar in his hand swung up to kill the killing field, and one by one the soldiers fell to death under his knife as if venting their anger.

The fighting became more and more intense, and the whole field was filled with blood.

The screams were heard again and again, and it was not difficult to see that the soldiers in this battle died in the blink of an eye, and in the face of the masters of the Black Lotus Fire, the soldiers of a country were insignificant to them.

The coldness in Jingwu's eyes gradually revealed, and with a twist of his wrist, the long sword fell in his hand, and he flew down and rushed into the battle.

Everywhere the sword went, there was a bloody place, and the cold light exploded.

The calm heart became very cold, and the screams echoing in his ears made his murderous aura even stronger.

The whole heart was unusually cold, as if he had returned to the night when Dongchen Palace changed more than ten years ago, and he swung his knife and was stained with countless blood, and it was from then that the blood began to render his hands.

When the painting foam arrived, he saw Keigo who rushed into the killing field, and his eyes were slightly frightened.

"Keigo." He shouted, scurrying towards either side.

How many years, how many years have I not wielded a long sword like this.

This kind of Jingwu is just a glance that makes people's hearts rise, he can be the knife in his hand and help him kill all over the world, but he doesn't want him to use the knife himself.

Because he knew that once he made a move, his mind would gradually disappear, and for so many years, the night of the palace change became the most unspeakable hatred and hurt in his heart......

The sound of the wind was gusting, the murderous aura was pervasive, and the faint sunlight shone below, which could only reflect the killing light reflected by the long sword of the weapon.

There was nothing but the sound of screams and weapons intersecting.

When Yao Qingqing arrived, he saw such a scene of fighting, standing on top of the city tower, the two sides below were killed and injured in the scuffle, and the smell of blood was pungent.

So much Black Lotus Fire made her heart sink a little, judging from the battlefield, the flow of people in soldier uniforms was completely the one who was killed, and the one wearing the power suit was no less than the Black Lotus Fire on the hand, and the people in the power suit were undoubtedly Jingwu's people.