In order to kill Singh, the patriarch forcibly used his magic power to break free from the rope just now, and suffered serious internal injuries, and his magic power realm declined. Knowing that he couldn't hold out for long, even if he wasn't exhausted to death, he would be stabbed by the soldiers. The most important thing is to be surrounded by the people of the upright dynasty, and if you don't fight, you will die, so you can only keep fighting.

But before he could pounce on Singh, the upright dynasty soldiers surrounded him again, a spear stabbed head-on, the patriarch fell back, his left hand was propped on the ground, and a sweeping leg spun out fiercely, only to see the yellow light on the leg flash, and the leg was like a rounded iron rod, swept out in a fan, and smashed into the upright dynasty soldier who was close to him.

The soldiers of the upright dynasty were very experienced, and some of them hurriedly jumped up to dodge the swept legs, but they did not give up the attack on the patriarch, and a spear pierced the patriarch's left leg.

But the patriarch's leg swept out several upright dynasty people behind him, and they were all seriously injured.

Although the patriarch had a battle qi to protect his body, but his blood was weak, and his body was dim, and the upright dynasty soldier cut a wound on his leg with a spear, causing him to fall to the ground.

He knew that his magic power and physical strength were a little lacking, and his movements slowed down. But he was also fighting with a desperate determination, his left hand stretched out without hesitation, grabbed the spear and brought it into his arms, kicked out his right leg, and straightened the chest of the dynasty soldier in the middle, the soldier didn't snort, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person flew out like a pile of rags.

Now the patriarch was injured in addition to his right arm, waist and left leg were also injured, and his body was bleeding profusely, but he was not afraid, and the regiment rushed towards the soldiers of the upright dynasty, and his target was Singh.

Although the wound was oozing more blood due to the fierce fighting, it was painful and sweaty. But he still slashed, kicked, and slammed his body, knocking the rushing soldiers away, and rushing forward without his life.

"Red Dragon, don't let go of the leader, he has robbed the clan token, and he must snatch it back. The patriarch shouted as he charged, stating the reason why he was desperate now.

Menghuan Red Dragon was running towards the moat, and when he heard the shouts of the patriarch, he knew that the token in the clan was the certificate of the Menghuan clan, and only with the token could he command the Menghuan clan. And the token of the Menghuan tribe, the clansmen have basically seen it, and the patriarch hangs the token on his chest all the year round.

It was a dragon-shaped chest pendant, but it was not a pure chest pendant, it looked like a scimitar. The whole chest pendant is made of silver, the shape is simple, the total length is about one foot, the widest part is about one inch, the dragon head is in the shape of a knife handle, the eyes and dragon horns are purple-red jade, there is a silver ball in the dragon's mouth, a silver chain stretches out from the ball, can be hung around the neck, can also be tied to the waist.

The dragon's body resembles the scabbard of a knife, but it is not carved with dragon scales, but with some irregular symbols, which now I think are runes composed of runes. This token, like a scimitar, has never been taken out by the patriarch.

When the patriarch rushed towards Singh like crazy, the Menghuan tribesmen who broke the rope also leaned over, but unfortunately they were all old people, women and children, because the magic power was controlled, and they didn't have much combat effectiveness.

Of those who had been captured, only a few wounded young men rushed forward to fight alongside the chief, causing the patriarch to rush forward faster, and soon approached Singh, about five or six paces away.

"Demon, pay the blood debt!" the patriarch roared and pounced.

Singer, who retreated, glanced at it and said with a strange smile: "Old man, I want to die, fulfill you, use your own weapons" said as he shook his figure and disappeared among the soldiers of the upright dynasty.

When Singh reappeared, he was behind the patriarch, raising the black iron rod in his hand and smashing it into the patriarch's head.

The patriarch was already surrounded by several soldiers, dodging the weapons that were waving at him. He was injured in the waist and left leg, and his movements were no longer agile enough, but he didn't expect Singh to sneak attack while hiding among the soldiers, seeing that the black iron rod was about to smash on the patriarch's head.

At this moment, the dwarf Winding Fire Lion appeared in front of Singh. I saw that he was full of white hair, but he was full of the power of fire. Fearless in the face of Singh, he rushed towards Singh without dodging. The left fist slammed directly into the falling black iron rod, and the right fist struck Singh in the chest with a ball of flame.

I only heard the old man of the Flame Lion clan roaring angrily: "Animal, give me death." ”

When Singh sneaked up on others, he didn't expect that he would also be sneak attacked.

The black iron rod in his hand hit the fist of the old man of the Menghuan Huoqi clan, and the sound of bones breaking could be heard, and the whole fist collapsed like a piece of gravel, and the old man's left hand was hit into flesh by the mace, and the fire magic power did not block a strange force from rushing into his body, causing his body to shake and spit out a mouthful of blood.

But the old man of the Huoqi clan only took one side of his body, unloaded part of his strength, kept his feet, rushed forward, and hit Singh's waist with his right fist with the momentum, only to see the flame in his hand explode and drill into Singh's body.

When Meng Huoqi's fist hit Singh, his own strength was exhausted, and the strange power of the Shura people in his body caused him to suffer internal injuries, and he didn't have the strength to make a second blow, but just looked at Singh viciously, and slowly fell backwards.

He was desperately trying to buy time and opportunities for the patriarch.

When the leopard on the city wall saw it, he also screamed: "Ah Gong!"

Then, like the red dragon, he jumped off the city wall. However, he was not as calm as the red dragon, he used the five-hooked flame snake fork to rub against the city wall and slide down, and finally turned a few heels on the ground, unloading his strength, before he stabilized his body and ran towards the direction of the moat.

The cottagers on the city wall seemed to have come to their senses and took action one after another, reaching the point that all the wizards jumped off the city wall, but their means were different. If the magic power is not enough, rush down the city wall and go out through the city gate.

Although Long Qifeng didn't speak, their patriarch was working hard, and the clan elders were working hard. Whether it is for the patriarch and the clan elders, or for the Wu Clan, it is their goal to work hard now.

It is not terrible for a person to work hard, but when a group of people are desperate, they have the momentum to sweep the world.

It turned out that the Wu people who were tied up by the moat saw the scene of the fire lion, and they all boiled with blood, and they knew that their final outcome was to die in battle, so that the city guards of Yitian City could let go and fight with the people of the upright dynasty. Then now they have to give it a go, one is counted as one, and two are earned, so the battle of the people by the moat has become stronger.

At this moment, more than 3,000 Wu people by the moat overwhelmed more than 10,000 upright dynasty people in terms of battle spirit. I only heard a roar of rage, and the Wu people who were still tied up all rushed towards the soldiers of the upright dynasty, and they didn't care about the spear on their chests at all.

The performance of the clansmen, seeing in Teng Xinzun's eyes, he finally couldn't help it, and shouted at the city wall: "Lord City Guard, Lord City Guard, let's fight!"

Long Qifeng said coldly: "No, all the soldiers are not allowed to act rashly, our goal is to defend the city, and those who dare to act rashly will be killed!"

Teng Xinzun didn't refute, just waved the tiger head lance in his hand fiercely, and said a few words to a few captains around him, still paying attention to the situation outside the city.

When the fire fist struck Singh, Singh took a few steps backwards. You must know that the Flame Racer is also a fourth-class war wizard, or a fire witch. He could have killed Singh with one punch, but because his magic power was suppressed, and with a heavy blow to one hand, his strength dropped a lot.

After Singh stood firm, he first looked at his body, found that there was no harm, showed a smug smile, and when he wanted to say something, his face suddenly changed color, only to see his eyes closed, and a burst of golden light appeared all over his body, as if he wanted to suppress something, but he didn't succeed.

I saw green smoke coming out of my body, and then the fire flashed, and the cloth clothes on my body burned. Although Singh tried to hold back, fire still erupted from his mouth and nose, something was burning in his body, his whole face became hideous, and he tore his clothes with strange screams, and the soldiers next to him also came to help.

Fire magic power is not a simple flame, but a kind of power, which enters Singh's body and cannot be extinguished by pouring water.

I saw that his face became red, green smoke came out of his head, and the skin on his body became red, as if it was about to burn. He struggled to suppress the power of fire, so his body stiffened for a moment, and then let out a howl, and a flame erupted from his mouth, burning several soldiers who had come to help.

Singh didn't know what technique to use to force out the fire magic power in his body, but his face was black and white, and part of his skin was obviously burned. He spat out a mouthful of black blood, thinking that he had suffered internal injuries, and his whole expression was a lot more compromised, and he looked very weak.

He glared at Meng Huan Huoqi viciously, and he was about to pounce on him when he raised his legs, and now he hated Meng Huan Huo Qi to death, but he didn't expect this Wu clan to use a life for a life to hurt himself. This is the most serious injury he has ever suffered when he set foot on the land of the Wu Clan.

When the patriarch heard the movement behind him, he swept out with one foot, forcing back a few upright dynasty soldiers, and when he turned around, he saw the old man of the Menghuanhuo clan lying on the ground, one hand was gone, and his mouth was constantly vomiting blood, twitching from time to time. immediately understood what had happened, and the clan elder used his own life to save his life.

His eyes turned red, and he yelled, "Old man, hold on, I'll help you kill this beast." He leapt into the air and kicked Singh, who was rushing at the patriarch.

When Singh pounced, he had already raised his black iron rod, ready to strike at the Menghuan Huoqi. Seeing the patriarch rushing towards him, the black iron rod waving in the air suddenly turned around and struck at the patriarch.

The patriarch was in the air, and he couldn't dodge at all, so he just forcibly turned his body sideways and met his injured right arm with the black iron rod. The stick hit the patriarch's right arm, and a piece of the forearm flew directly, and the blood mist exploded in the air, and the patriarch became a bloody man.

It was intentional on the part of the patriarch, and the pain of the broken arm did not make him unconscious, but he opened his eyes angrily to keep himself awake, and with the power of the black iron rod, the person turned around in the air, grabbed the black iron rod that belonged to him with his left hand, and kicked Singh's abdomen with both legs continuously.

These few feet used up the patriarch's strength, and a yellow light could be seen exploding, and the sound of the feet colliding with the armor could be heard.

Singh didn't expect the patriarch to be hit by a blow, and he would be so sober and maintain a certain combat strength to fight with him, so the patriarch seized the opportunity to counterattack.