Suddenly, Qiu Shiyi's hair was windless and automatic, and he jumped out of bed with a vigilant face, and the beautiful woman who had been entangled with him just now pulled his sleeve and was coquettish, and was slapped by his backhand and fell under the bed with blood on his face, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead. On the big bed in the room, many beauties of all ethnic groups were frightened and silent.

Qiu Shiyi's face was blue, and he commanded the witches outside the door in a hoarse voice, "What a murderous aura!" Inform Jinshu that there is a problem with the Di army outside the city, let him be on guard throughout the city!"

In less than half a pillar of incense, the sound of the horse's hooves of the cavalry sounded everywhere on the long street, martial law began in the whole city, and the main officers and soldiers who were repairing the camps in various places were also ready to go to the top of the city.

At this time, the warriors of the Yi tribe who were being investigated by the city gate had not even completely approached the city gate!

In Wu Yi's divine consciousness hologram, the changes in the city have been clearly displayed, behind the city gate, the soldiers added an iron bolt as thick as a giant wood, and the team that was checking them also faintly felt that something was wrong, and his team members set up spears like facing the enemy, facing more than ten people in this line.

Wu Yi knew that the plan to infiltrate the city had failed, so he immediately yelled, "Kill!"

He stretched out his body, obliquely cut through the gap of the Yi warriors to the Mengzhen defenders of the city, and grabbed the arm of the captain of the city guard. With a slight exertion, the captain of the city guard was heartbroken and let out an earth-shattering scream! With a slight shake of his wrist, the huge body of the captain of the city guard was thrown into the air and slammed into the city wall with great speed.

There was a loud bang, and it seemed that the whole tower in front of the gate shook a little, and the whole body of the captain of the city guard was embedded in the city wall, making the first intimate contact with the solid stone wall. Looking from a distance, it seems that the flesh and blood are used as ink, and the next "big" word is written at the gate of Yumen City!

The rest of the city gate guards saw the tragic situation of the captain, their eyes were red, and they rushed towards Wu Yi one by one, looking at the posture, even if they bit with their teeth, they would bite off the flesh and blood on Wu Yi's body to avenge their captain!

The imagination is very full, but the reality is very skinny. The attack of the city guards didn't even touch Wu Yi's fur, and he was thrown into the air in the same way. This time, they didn't crash into the city wall, and their bodies were used as hidden weapons, and they were accurately thrown into the Mengzhen marksmen who were about to shoot behind the battlements of the city wall.

If you're lucky, you just hit it and it turns into two rolling gourds, and if you're unlucky, you hit a solid battlement, your bones and tendons break, and your broken arm and hand shoot into the body of the marksman, and your flesh and blood shoot in all directions!

In a flash, more than a dozen sharpshooters in the Meng Zhen Army, who reacted the fastest, had turned into cold corpses. Wu Yi rubbed his hands with satisfaction, after several battlefield fights, he had gradually become accustomed to controlling this powerful body, and the angle and strength of his force were more accurate.

He stomped on the ground with all his might, centered on his heels, and the ground trembled slightly, and the Yi City Gate Commandos were shaken to the ground. Wu Yi's figure had already jumped to a height of less than ten meters from the city, and his toes lightly touched the wall, turning like a bird, and his body had stood firmly on the head of the city.

Within a thousand meters of the city's head, with the city gate as the center, his figure ghostly retreated and turned forward, taking more than a hundred lives in the blink of an eye, most of them archers at the head of the city.

The attack of the long-range attack point on the large army of the Yi tribe is a mortal threat, with the magic shooting technique that Meng Zhen is famous for all over the world, several waves of arrow rain will take the lives of more than a thousand Yi warriors!

The garrison forces within a distance of more than 1,000 meters at the head of the city were almost emptied by him, and the remaining Mengzhen soldiers only saw a figure with a very fast speed floating around the city, and sometimes they couldn't even see the shape of a person, only a wisp of light gray green smoke, and the green smoke drifted by, inevitably leaving behind the corpses of several compatriots. An older soldier cried out in horror, "Devil, devil, fight!"

From the time the captain of the city guard noticed that something was wrong to the fact that all the guards at the head of the city were emptied, but in a short moment, at this time, most of the Yi people who got the information of Wu Yi's attack only charged more than a thousand meters, and there was still a distance of about four miles from the city gate. Wu Yi reflexively jumped from the head of the city and landed steadily behind the city gate. Behind the city gate, more than 100 Mengzhen soldiers were hurriedly reinforcing the city gate, moving barricades such as blocking horses. Wu Yi danced into a whirlwind with his fists and broke into the crowd.

Like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, no one among the elite Mengzhen soldiers could withstand his punches, and the sharp weapons slashed at him, making a sound of gold and iron, but adding a tattered mark to his clothes. From time to time, Meng Zhen soldiers screamed and were thrown into the sky dozens of meters high, and then fell into a puddle of meat with a strange scream!

A halberd stabbed insidiously into his lower yin from the oblique thorn, and Wu Yi's arm flicked, and the halberd stabbed horizontally into the body of a soldier. "Attack his vital point!" The remaining hundreds of soldiers either slashed or slashed or stabbed or simply threw javelins to project the blades in their hands towards Wu Yi's vital points, and the facial features and the lower *** section became the focus of the enemy's attack.

Wu Yi's fists danced impenetrably, and the blades in front of him and behind him were scattered all over the ground.

Suddenly, a strange wave of consciousness spread in his mind, causing a slight feeling of dizziness. The sense of thought stretched out, and thousands of meters away, there stood a middle-aged man who was slightly obese but had a cold expression, a true wizard! The unique temperament and frequency of divine consciousness fluctuations of the middle-aged man were extremely similar to those in the small wooden tower before.

Most of it has been recovered, comparable to the divine consciousness at the beginning of the condensation, along the way of the strange divine consciousness fluctuations, condensed into a sharp divine consciousness thorn, and stabbed fiercely towards the attacking electromagnetic waves, the middle-aged man screamed, and the seven orifices bled out, although there was no danger to his life for a while, but the divine consciousness was injured and completely lost his combat effectiveness!

On the long street, the sound of horses' hooves roared like thunder, gathering at the city gate from all directions. Wu Yi clenched his fists and grabbed it, and a thick halberd shining with cold light on the ground flew into his hand on its own, dancing with both hands, and the halberd suddenly resembled the propeller of a helicopter, and the propeller turned around within a radius of a hundred meters behind the city gate, and then, there was no more.

There was no living person who could stand behind the city gate, Wu Yi fought hard, threw away the halberd in his hand, and after running dozens of meters, he flew up and kicked towards the heavy iron city gate, and there was a loud bang, that is, Wu Yi's eardrums that had been tempered by dark energy were buzzing, and the iron city gate was deeply dented and collapsed the size of a rice cylinder, and his right foot was just a slight pain.

This time, the huge city gate that is ten meters high and eight meters wide fell to the ground with a bang, stirring up smoke and dust in the sky, and outside the door, the swarming Yi warriors were high-spirited, waving all kinds of weapons in their hands, like an irresistible torrent rolling in!