After half a day of galloping, the Black Wing Battalion appeared ten miles away from Xianyang City. Xianyang City is surrounded by five miles, the city wall is two zhang high, and the inhabitants are 70,000, which is a big city in this northwest place.

Looking at the city in the distance, Liang Jun raised a finger, "This is Xianyang, as long as we occupy here, half of the goal of our trip will be achieved." ”

"It looks like someone doesn't want us to reach our goal so quickly." Wang Lang looked at the black dots flying rapidly in the distance and said in a deep voice.

A loud eagle roar resounded in the sky, Wang Yuan looked at the approaching black dots and frowned, "What kind of race is this, why don't I have any impression, and there is no information about them in the intelligence." ”

In the sky, two monsters with the heads of eagles and human heads flew rapidly and landed in front of them.

"Human, this city has belonged to our Eagle Clan, get out of here." Ying Ao stared at the person in front of him, and his tone was very disdainful.

Hehe, Wang Lang unconsciously laughed at the words of the monster standing on the ground in front of him, which was taller than a horse. "I didn't agree, so the city can't be said to be yours yet."

"Eagle Song, teach them a lesson, let them know that in this world, the human race is the weakest race, and there is no right to say no."

Ying Ming looked at the team of knights in front of him, a cold light came out of his eyes, and with a bang, his body swept directly into the air, and then rushed towards the team of knights.

The distance was getting closer and closer, Eagle Ming looked at the immobile knight in front of him, thinking that these people were stupid by him, and a trace of cruel pleasure flashed in his heart, so he waited to tear these people to pieces.

Wang Lang looked at the approaching eagle Ming, a smile flowed from the corner of his mouth, his right hand stretched out, and two sword qi shot out.

Ah, with a scream, the approaching eagle burst into the air, turning into a cloud of blood mist. Grabbing a feather that fell from the air, Wang Lang looked at the eagle in front of him playfully. "Didn't you say that the human race is the weakest race, why are you not even as good as the weakest race, so what are you? Doesn't it count as a race? ”

After Wang Lang's words were finished, the Black Wing Battalion behind him let out a burst of laughter.

Ying Ao's face was pale, and he trembled, and his heart was extremely remorseful, "Your Excellency, I am ashamed of my shallow understanding just now, and I apologize to you here. ”

"Apologize, no need, why do I need a dead man's apology, you say yes."

With a pounce, another sword qi shot out, and Ying Ao, who was just about to take off, only had a miserable scream, and his body was shot into a pile of minced meat by the sword qi.

"Brothers, let's go."

Wang Lang waved his hand, and the black wing battalion behind him slowly accelerated, and after a while, it turned into a black dragon rushing against the earth.

Ten miles, eight miles, five miles, they are getting closer and closer to Xianyang.

Every time Wang Lang took a step, his body could cross a hundred meters, closely following the Black Wing Battalion, neither fast nor slow.

One, two, three, there were constantly things rising into the sky in Xianyang City, and in a moment, hundreds of monsters circled in the sky.

The Seven Kills Battle Banner opens, the Wind Battle Banner opens, the Recovery Battle Flag opens, and the Strike Aura opens.

In an instant, the Black Wing Battalion turned into a sharp blade between heaven and earth, and that sharp edge stimulated the monsters hovering in the sky.

Five harpies swooped down from the sky and swept directly towards the middle of the Blackwing Battalion.

"Kill." With a loud roar, the courage of all the warriors soared.

The talons of the first Harpy had come into contact with the warrior's armor, and in his image, the warrior would be torn in half.

The rune suit emitted a burst of light, and with ease the claws that fell from the sky, the long sword in the warrior's hand slashed across the harpy's chest, and with a flutter, the harpy turned in half.

The few people behind saw this, and wanted to avoid it, but the distance was too close, and under inertia, they were not allowed to change direction. With a few pops, the high-speed moving Blackwing Battalion quickly separated the bodies of several eagles.

There was another loud hawk roar in the sky, and nearly a hundred eagles separated from their team and circled around the rear of the Blackwing Battalion.

Seeing this, the corners of Wang Lang's mouth rose and a sneer appeared. These stupid things still want to outflank his team, and they don't look at their own strength.

In the sky, there was a flapping of wings, and hundreds of eagles swooped down towards the Blackwing Battalion from all directions.

"Everyone, don't care about the enemies behind you, charge me." Wang Lang coldly ordered.

The sword qi in his hand, like an anti-aircraft machine gun, shot out with a pop, and the hawks who were outflanked from the rear disintegrated in the sky one by one before they could get close to the team.

The Blackwing Battalion is like a fast-spinning chainsaw on the ground, and enemies from any direction will have only one end, and they will be dead on the spot.

A quarter of an hour later, the figure hovering in the sky was reduced by half, and there was no original arrogance, looking at the Black Wing Battalion that was constantly approaching the city, and there was no courage to rush down at all.

"Into town!" Wang Lang looked at the closed city gate not far away, and there were dozens of sword qi in his hand.

The strong, reliable, and indestructible city gate in the eyes of the people of Xianyang turned into pieces and splashed everywhere.

Looking at the unstoppable Blackwing Battalion, the eagle man hovering in the sky let out a rapid scream. Hundreds of figures flew up in the city, and for a while, the sky above Xianyang was like a black cloud pressing on the top.

In Xianyang City, the people rushed to their homes, and those who were far away from home were also looking for shelters, inns, inns, brothels, shops, any place where they could hide.

Wang Lang looked at the black clouds in the sky, and his heart was extremely cold, the eagle people, these races that did not enter the desolate realm, also dared to come to the Xuanhuang realm to wreak havoc, if they were not completely killed, those races who wanted to make a move but had not yet made a move, really thought that the human race had declined.

A black torrent rushed by, leaving Wang Lang alone, standing in front of the city gate, looking at the sky.

Untied his gluttonous teeth, plunged into the hard granite floor, and leaped into the air.

The boundless sword qi was like a huge sword wheel gushing out from both hands, and in an instant, hundreds of sword qi raged in the sky.

"Retreat." In the midst of the harpy, there was a terrible cry. Immediately after, the sky burst into clouds of blood mist, and in Xianyang City, it was like a rain of blood.

Countless beautiful feathers drifted in the wind, and he had no intention of appreciating the vision created by his hand.

"It's too late to think of running for your life at this time." Wang Lang's body traveled rapidly through the air, and the sword qi formed a huge sword curtain around his body. Under this sword curtain, all harpies that approached would turn into a cloud of blood mist, leaving only a few feathers scattered in the wind.

Seventeen, sixteen, Wang Lang silently read the number of prey left.

The last one, the sword qi shot out, and with a bang, the eagle-body man at the peak of the god realm didn't even scream. After landing, the scene around him made him crazy, and countless people were inserted into wooden stakes one by one, like lamb skewers.