Hundreds of sword cultivators set up a formation outside the city, and the leader looked directly at Gan Cunxiao with a drawing in his hand, and stopped dozens of meters away.

"Even the third order dares to come out and send him to death" Gan Cunxiao glanced at the hundred sword cultivators, and a look of contempt appeared in his eyes. Don't talk about the third order, even if the fourth order relies on the power of the battle array, he dares to fight with it.

Seeing Gan Cunxiao's contemptuous gaze, the hundred sword cultivators were all filled with anger.

"Do you think that the fourth-order strength can be in my Dragon Riding City and my Yellow Dragon Guild?" The sword cultivator at the head said, and a sneer appeared without showing weakness.

Then the conversation changed: "It's useless to talk too much"

"Kill" The sword cultivator raised his voice, pulled out his sword and pointed at Gan Cunxiao.

Hundreds of sword cultivators shouted in unison: "Kill"

The blood bars shimmered, and more than 100 sharp swords were unsheathed.

Looking at the murderous hundreds of sword cultivators who rushed towards him, the contemptuous gaze in Gan Cunxiao's eyes became a little thicker.

The saber was drawn and shouted: "Kill"

"Killed" hundreds of Yellow Turban elites also drew their knives one after another.

Qiang Qiang ......

A saber came out of its sheath and pounced on the hundred sword cultivators.

Viewed from the city wall, the yellow turbans seem to be chaotic but are equally spaced apart from each other, and there is obviously some kind of pattern in them.

bang

The sound of swords clashing in my ears was heard.

Gan Cunxiao ignored the yellow scarves fighting around him, and looked directly at the leader.

The words "Capture the thief and capture the king" appeared in his heart, and the saber in his hand flashed brightly.

The whole person turned into a phantom and pounced on the sword cultivator.

Seeing Gan Cunxiao killing, the person holding a sword in one hand and a drawing in the other did not show a frightened look. Instead, he breathed heavily.

Killing a fourth-order enemy general with a third-order strength is an exciting feat to think about.

"Chop"

Gan Cunxiao's voice exploded in his ears, and a saber swung over.

The whole person was knocked away, and then there was a series of apparitions.

The phantom slashed in four directions, south, east, and west, and finally swung at his throat in unison.

Dense damage values keep appearing on the body, and the values are bigger than the other.

The blood bar on the top of the sword cultivator's head was almost halved.

bang

The man fell to the ground.

Stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and let out a sneer: "It is worthy of being a fourth-order powerhouse, it is really powerful"

"It's just that you shouldn't have come to my dragoon city" The sword cultivator rolled to the left, dodging Gan Cunxiao's blow.

He stood up, and the sword in his hand shone brightly: "Death is your final destination"

"Sword Formation" that sword cultivator shouted.

The drawings in his hands were generous and glorious, and a famous sword cultivator was affected by the power of the drawings, and they abandoned the yellow scarf and walked around quickly.

Almost in the blink of an eye, a hundred sword cultivators surrounded Gan Cunxiao and a hundred yellow turbans.

Boundless pressure spreads from the void.

The drawings were gone, replaced by a fist-sized light in the sky.

The light was divided into hundreds of wisps and scattered on the bodies of the hundred sword cultivators.

Following the bodies of the sword cultivators, he flew towards the sharp sword in his hand.

The vision vanished, and a sharp sword let out a crisp sword roar.

Countless sword tricks were struck, and hundreds of sharp swords were suspended above their heads, and the aura of killing swept across a radius of one mile.

This series of changes happened extremely quickly, dazzling Gan Cunxiao and the hundred yellow scarves.

"Kill"

The voice rang in my ears.

Twenty sword cultivators stepped forward, and the sword qi appeared around them, and their momentum skyrocketed.

With each step, the sword qi became thicker, and when it came to the front of the hundred yellow turbans. The sword qi flew over densely like raindrops.

A series of damage points were revealed on the Yellow Turbans' bodies, and the blood bars on the top of their heads slowly decreased.

Gan Cunxiao's gaze gradually turned cold: "It's just a ghost trick"

After saying that, he took a step forward, and a hundred yellow turbans killed the twenty sword cultivators at the same time.

However, surrounded by sword qi, not only could not get close, but instead took a lot of damage.

Those twenty sword cultivators were like hedgehogs, unable to let the yellow turbans attack.

"Kill"

Another voice rang out.

Thirty sword cultivators pinched the sword technique, and the sharp sword suspended above their heads appeared in their hands.

The body shook and killed the hundred yellow turbans.

Due to the speed being too fast, a series of phantoms are left behind.

Before the yellow scarves could react, wounds of different sizes appeared on their bodies.

"Kill"

Another voice rang out.

Fifty sword cultivators galloped at a gallop, holding swords in their hands to change formations, guarding them tightly in all directions.

The envoy standing on the city wall saw this scene, and the corners of his mouth turned into a smile.

With the blessing of the sword array, the attack, speed, and defense values skyrocket.

Trapping and killing the same number of third-order soldiers, that is naturally not a problem.

It's just that why did the Tiance Legion send a hundred third-order soldiers to send them to death? Do they really think that a fourth-order general with a hundred third-order soldiers can capture Dragoon City?

If they are so rampant, then they will be slain.

Thinking of this, I decided to add a fire.

"Dispatch two hundred sword cultivators out of the city for reinforcements, and be sure to kill all the enemies outside the city," the envoy told the two sword cultivators beside him.

The two sword cultivators bowed: "Yes"

Then he turned and walked quickly under the city walls.

rumble

The city gate opened, and two hundred second-order sword cultivators flocked to the hundred yellow turbans.

Looking at the dense sword cultivators, Gan Cunxiao was not afraid.

He took another step forward, relying on the advantage of his professional level, and swung the big sword in his hand to slash at a sword cultivator who was surrounded by sword qi.

bang

A crisp voice sounded.

There was a circle of ripples on the top of the sword cultivator's head.

Gan Cunxiao was overjoyed and let out a wild laugh: "What can you do with the variety of witchcraft? I can break it with one force."

"Chop" Gan Cun filial piety is violent.

The whole person turned into a phantom, followed by the endless shadow of the knife.

The stunt is launched again.

The sword cultivator surrounded by sword qi was knocked into the sky, and the blood bar on the top of his head quickly decreased.

In the blink of an eye, the health bar emptied, and the figure faded and disappeared.

Gan Cunxiao was determined in his heart, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Kill"

"Killing" the hundred yellow turbans reacted from a brief moment of stunnedness, and summoned all the strength of their bodies to kill those sword cultivators.

Seeing this, the two hundred second-order sword cultivators who had just poured out of the city hurriedly joined forces with the third-order sword cultivators guarding the periphery to guard this layer of encirclement.

There was the sound of swords intersecting in his ears, although the level of Gan Cunxiao was as high as 4 ranks, but the large number of sword cultivators and the blessing of the sword array gradually fell into a stalemate.

With the passage of time, the scales of victory have tipped in favor of the sword cultivators.

However, just when the situation was good, the envoy standing on the city wall felt an ominous aura.

Looking far ahead, I kept looking around, and then my heart sank.

I saw a flag gradually become clear.

hurriedly recognized, and couldn't help but gasp.

Under the banner was one phalanx after another, and a suffocating aura roared.