The night was illuminated by countless attacks, and it was almost the same as the day, except for one less sun in the sky. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Compared to the daytime, the attack at night is a little weaker. But the Huaxia District is not having a good time, a huge and long defense line. Even the number of people in Huaxia District is the first.

But under the siege of so many countries, it also seems a little thin. There are already many players who have not taken a break and continue to fight on the battlefield, even though their mental and physical bodies are no longer good.

But as long as my heart is still beating and the weapon in my hand has not been put down, I will continue to kill.

Wu Ming leaned against the wall, panting constantly. This time it was a murderous killing, and Wu Ming already felt that his own was not his own. Killing people for a whole day, if it weren't for Wu Ming's psychological endurance, it would be okay.

In reality, there may be one more person in a mental hospital, which is not a joke. In this battle, some died in reality, and almost everyone had a bit of a psychological disorder.

Especially knowing that the person who was killed by himself did not resurrect the moment when he died in reality. The psychological pressure on an ordinary person is unimaginable, and some have even collapsed.

This time for Wu Ming, who has already walked countless times in the sea of corpses and bones. It's just a matter of a knife falling with a knife, killing people is a very simple thing, and killing tens of millions of people is a difficult thing.

Gripping the spear in his hand, he stood up again and again, holding on to the wall. A thick layer of plasma had solidified on the ground, stepping on it. Jumping into the wall, there are countless players from other countries.

Blood splattered in the air, and Wu Ming licked his lips. The tip of his tongue swallowed with a trace of blood, and at this moment, someone could see that Wu Ming's eyes could be seen. The black pupils have turned red.

It is a crime to kill one person, to kill ten thousand people, to kill tens of thousands, and to forge a supreme throne.

Slowly, the body that had no strength at all seemed to be awakened by blood. The power was constantly emerging, and the spear in his hand directly pierced the bodies of several people, and Wu Ming had been completely stained with blood into a bloody man.

"Ahh

He raised his head to the sky and roared, waving the spear in his hand. A large open space has been cleared around him, and the battlefield full of people is so conspicuous. But no one dared to step forward.

The battlefield has become Wu Ming chasing those people and killing, a day's killing. has made those people completely understand one thing, when they meet Wu Ming, they can only start running away from afar, or they will be dead.

There are many sheep, and they are not inferior to the lion and tiger.

Wu Ming is like a lion or tiger that has entered the flock, and the entire battlefield has become a hunting ground.

The entire battlefield had already been prepared, and a thick wall was built. Although the number of people is not rival to the other side, but relying on the advantage of the city wall, it is also evenly matched.

I'm not afraid of being breached for the time being, but the city wall has been roughly built. It's been blasted out of big holes, and there are constantly city walls in an emergency, but I don't know if these walls can survive.

It's twelve o'clock in the morning, usually when I have already gone to bed. But now I am afraid that no one will be able to sleep, countless people are fighting, and many more are praying.

Huaxia is not having a good time, and the city wall has been blasted open one by one. Although it is now possible to rely on people to fill this gap, the people who died in the war in Huaxia District are constantly prompting.

Now the worry is whether we can see the sun rise tomorrow, and the darkness before dawn is always the longest. Even if this moment is as bright as day, the darkness in my heart cannot be dispelled.

"If you have time, you should still bask in the sun," Wu Ming sighed looking at the dark starry sky.

Wu Ming didn't raise the spear in his hand again, and he didn't know how many times he swung it today. I only know to see the player in front of me fall, take a step forward, and fall down again.

Countless blood-colored chains popped up in Wu Ming's body, and the spear was also put away by Wu Ming. Chains run through the bodies of those players, and each attack is a passage of life.

The blood began to converge towards Wu Ming's body along the chains, replenishing Wu Ming's physical strength, but unfortunately it couldn't replenish the tired spirit. Wu Ming's eyes were already bloodshot, and when he looked closely, it seemed that his eyes were red.

The people in front are fighting to the end, and in the back are countless players building a second line of defense. The fact that these people are unable to step into the battlefield for various reasons does not mean that they cannot contribute their share of strength.

Countless fireworks on the various city walls began to fly rapidly towards the sky, and the brilliant fireworks were so beautiful under the night sky. It's a pity that not too many people enjoy this beautiful scenery anymore.

Leaving a part of the men there to temporarily hold off the enemy, the large force quickly retreated. When the explosive magic array under the city wall was detonated, everyone could only collect their feelings.

The fight is going on, and this battle is not over yet.

On the second wall, the battle for the city wall started again, and this time left a magic array on the surface of the city wall. Let those who move forward suffer and be knocked down one by one.

Relying on this short period of time, the players in Huaxia District quickly set up defenses on the city wall.

The smoke of gunpowder filled the battlefield, and the sound of fighting never stopped, and this battle would not stop.

Wu Ming was already lost with the large army, and there were enemies everywhere around him. What can be done is to clear all these obstacles, and Wu Ming's feet are a mountain paved with countless corpses.

Those players could only step on the corpses of their companions and rush towards Wu Ming. Although their fate cannot be changed, they must do what they have to do the moment they fall.

With the crazy attacks of countless players, Wu Ming no longer had the strength and time to speak. You can only close your eyes and control the blood-colored chains around you, killing players one by one.

At the foot of the foot is already a veritable mountain of corpses, a mountain of corpses. At the top of the mountain, only Wu Ming stood proudly, and those players who rushed up had already fallen below one by one.

They have all become part of the following, increasing the volume of the corpse mountain.

Although his eyes were closed, Wu Ming's spirit was already very tired. Leaving only a little bit of spirit to keep an eye on the surroundings, those chains are all instinctively killing the player and sucking blood.

The whole person was already lying on the top of the corpse mountain, and those players rushed towards Wu Ming as if they had been beaten with chicken blood. But they were all slaughtered, and no one thought that Wu Ming was already asleep. (To be continued.) )