Xingshan did not escape. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The subordinates below have broken through into the enemy's position, even if the price is heavy, but now the advantage has been formed. In their previous battles, as long as they broke through to the Yuan Xiu position, the other party would definitely fall into a panic.

The inheritance of the Yuan cultivators is more than exquisite, but the blood and courage are insufficient.

The blood of the gods has not been established for a long time, just like a young man with strong blood, and the outer heavens are like old men in the twilight, with all their sharp energy and blood courage.

In hand-to-hand combat, what is most needed is blood bravery.

Xing Shan thinks that the overall situation has been decided, as long as it is dragged to the victory of the battle department below, how can Shi Xueman be strong?

He smiled and groaned: "Why does Miss Shi bother to fight the trapped beasts? Your position has been breached, does Miss Shi think there is still a chance to turn over?"

Shi Xue snorted coldly: "Long-winded." ”

The figure vanished into the air.

Xing Shan hurriedly drove the head wolf to dodge to the side, and a snow-white cloud wrapped in the clouds and the sky was like a whip, grabbing a terrifying force and brushing past him.

Bang, the clouds fell on the sea of clouds, and the sea of clouds exploded, turning into a crack more than two hundred zhang long.

Sunlight streamed through the cracks like golden lightsabers.

Xingshan's scalp was numb for a while, and if it was pumped by the cloud qi of the gun, it would not die or be injured. He was shocked in his heart, Shi Xue was full of dragons and tigers, and Yuan Li was not affected in any way.

Didn't your own gadfly work?

It's just Shi Xueman's trick to lure the enemy? But looking at the two sides below, mixed together, he doesn't feel like it. According to reason, the other side has reinforcements, and you should avoid confronting them head-on, how can you send them directly?

But Shi Xueman couldn't see the slightest impact, and his two subordinates were also finished off by Shi Xueman himself.

Xingshan wanted to break his head, but he couldn't figure it out.

But he knew that dragging it out at this point was his only chance to win.

The situation on the ground battlefield is very good.

Xingshan kept dodging, very embarrassed. Shi Xueman's spear skills are very peculiar, and the body of the spear is wrapped with white clouds, like white dragons. What caused great trouble to Xingshan was precisely the cloud qi entangled around the body of the gun, and the cloud qi would spiral and disperse with the advance of the gun, like a large umbrella that was stretched out, covering a wide range.

However, these white and elegant clouds look soft and weak, but in fact their strength is extremely domineering.

The domineering cloud spirit made him suffer.

This time too.

Seeing that he couldn't dodge, Xing Shan could only wave a big knife with his intact left hand to block it. The soft cloud qi hit the broadsword, and the largesword of extraordinary quality instantly cracked, and immediately turned into countless fragments, splashing with a bang.

Xingshan spurted out a mouthful of blood and sprinkled it on his chest, stained with blood.

The head wolf under him was also covered in wounds, and one leg was bent unnaturally.

Xingshan gritted his teeth and insisted, he must not back down at this time.

If he turns and runs away, the soldiers below will lose confidence, become hesitant, demoralized, and the good fortune will be wasted.

He threw away the remaining hilt of the knife in his hand, and regardless of the blood stains on his face, he laughed loudly, like a fierce ghost floating in the sea of hell blood, and suddenly shouted angrily: "Fierce Flower Blood!"

The Liehua Blood Department, which was in a bitter battle on the ground, heard the shouts of the leader, and their morale was greatly boosted, and in all corners of the battlefield, the blood cultivators invariably raised their weapons and responded frantically: "Liehua Blood Department, kill!"

Xingshan, who was covered in blood, stared at Shi Xueman coldly, and the blood flowed from his cracked palm, gently and gently stroking the head wolf's head.

The situation on the ground battlefield was very tragic, especially at the front of the position, where the blood of both sides stained the ground red. Both sides were red-eyed and stepped on the blood cultivation of the position, hoping to open a gap. And Yuan Xiu, who was holding his position, desperately blocked it.

Tower artillery and archers frantically bombard enemies trapped in quicksand and cut off enemy support.

Jiang Wei's heart was dripping blood, and players kept falling, but so far, no one flinched.

The light of Yuan Li and the bright red blood were constantly intertwined.

Two feet away from the position, Yang Xiaodong and the supernatural blood cultivator on the opposite side fought together, and the two tacitly stayed away from the position. Battles between masters can spread widely, not only to enemies, but also to their teammates.

If you look down from the sky, the spear of heavy clouds is gradually falling downwind!

Today's God's Blood War Department is well-trained and its combat effectiveness is incomparable. When the blood disaster first broke out, the battle department of the blood of the gods was weak and the strong were many, but since the emperor saint sealed Ye Baiyi as the god of war and led the creation of the god blood war department, the situation suddenly changed.

Ye Baiyi has been in the army for many years and is well versed in the way of the war department, he did not blindly copy the five elements and thirteen departments, but made a lot of improvements according to the combat characteristics of the blood cultivation itself, and created a reasonable configuration of the war department. Subsequently, through the rotation system of the front, these war departments were sent to the front line in rotation to use actual combat tempering.

It was Ye Baiyi's series of measures that made the comparison of the strength of the two sides subversive.

The War Department of God's Blood is well-trained, brave and good at fighting, and full of blood. On the other hand, the war department outside the sky is a group of rookie novices, which has not been established for a long time, lacks training, and lacks the tempering of actual combat.

If it weren't for the fact that the Heavy Cloud Spear had a group of outstanding backbones, it would have collapsed long ago in the face of the charge of the Burning Flower Blood Force, regardless of life and death. It is these backbones, who take the lead and ignore the dangers, that can maintain the situation.

Even so, the balance of victory is still gradually tilting towards the blood of the Burning Flower. More and more blood cultivators, stepping on the battlefield.

However, it's not just blood cultivation that's crazy.

On the position that was struggling to support, the fat man went crazy.

Killing the other party's supernatural power and blood cultivation made the fat man feel proud in his heart, and also convinced him that today's hand felt so good that it exploded. The inflated self-confidence brought an extremely bright performance, and then the fat man completed twelve shots and three kills in a row.

Three kills is a common name among tower gunners, which refers to a single shot that pierces three people.

In the battle, the enemy's formation is not so tight and neat, and the difficulty of completing three kills is much greater than usual, and twelve consecutive three kills can be called terrifying, which directly stunned the deputies who helped the tower cannon and snow lava.

The fat man's sturdy body was like an iron tower, boom, the tower cannon spewed white light, and the amazing recoil crashed into the fat man's body. The fat man's body sank, and the muscles covered with beads of sweat all over his body instantly tensed, like a hard metal casting. The muscles of the whole body become red, like red-hot steel. Beads of sweat suddenly turned into dense and hot steam.

The steam enveloped almost the entire tower gun, and also enveloped the fat man's body.

No one could see it, and the fat man's gaze gradually changed from the previous ease to the frightened.

Every shot is still so perfect and impeccable, but why are there more and more wolf riders on the position?

Playing at a super level not only did not give him more confidence, but the increasing number of enemies made the despair in his heart deeper and deeper.

He was uncontrollably scared and terrified.

He has already played at a higher level, why are there more and more enemies? He can't do better......

In the steaming mist, the fat man's lips trembled, his eyes were frightened, and his steps became heavier and heavier, like the swamp of death pulling him down.

He was terrified.

Ah Hui, Ah Hui......

Come and save me!

The fat man's tears burst out of his eyes, and the hot skin made the tears dry quickly, leaving only two white tear stains.

He didn't dare to stop, and bombarded even more frantically.

The fat man seemed to be in a daze, his face contorted, and his mouth let out an unconscious wow-wow.

Suddenly, a white figure fell from the sky.

The spinning spear, with a long cloud of qi, smashed into the ranks of blood cultivation like a meteorite.

Rumble!

The earth shook violently, and the sound was loud, bringing the entire battlefield to a halt.

The domineering cloud was like a long whip, slamming on the ground, and the mud was mixed with the stump of the blood cultivator night wolf, like a hanging waterfall, rising into the sky.

The petite figure half-crouched on the ground, and the cloud-dyed sky in his hand pointed straight to the ground.

The blue and white armor was shattered, only a few pieces of armor remained, only half of the sleeves of his arms were left, and a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, lining his skin more and more white and delicate. The head rope broke at some point, and the long hair was like a waterfall, flying in the wind.

She slowly stood up straight, looked around the battlefield coldly, and stood proudly.

She raised her face and glanced at the Punishment Mountain in the sky.

This is her response, she is not good at words, she will only respond with the clouds in her hand.

The position of the Heavy Cloud Spear erupted in earth-shattering cheers, and the Yuan cultivators who were struggling to support it shouted frantically at this time, and their morale was greatly boosted.

Shi Xueman's shocking shot pulled back the fat man who was on the verge of collapse. The fat man was a spirit, and the brain in the demon was beating suddenly.

It's like a drowning man who has grabbed a life-saving straw.

Whether the straw can save lives or not, there is no time to think about it, this is the only life, and no matter how slim the life is, it is also life.

Suddenly seeing a glimmer of life in a desperate situation, all the fear and fear turned into motivation. The fat man was like a sudden injection of chicken blood, the muscles of his whole body bulged again, his steps became light, and the heavy barrel that weighed him out of breath also became light.

Suddenly there were corpses and bones in the wild and cold jungle in front of him, and he appeared digging with a spade to bury the dead coolies, some of whom he remembered by name, but most of them had been forgotten.

On the last day of leaving the wilderness, the evening breeze blows.

In the orange sunset, he shouted at Ai Hui's back: "Ai Hui, survive!"

Live! Live!

You're going to live!

Boom Boom!

Hurry up, hurry up!

How the fuck can I go a little faster!

The power is not strong enough, and with a little snow lava, the cannon barrel can't withstand it, what can be done......

He jerked up the snow lava at his feet, grunted, and poured it down. Whew, surging white flames emerged from the fat man's body, and there were also blazing white flames beating in his eyes.

This time, the fat man did not lose consciousness!

Syllable!

He clasped his hands together, like two iron tongs with fire, firmly clamping the cannon shaft. The tail of the cannon rested on his shoulder, and he lunged at his feet, and his body did not move.

The surging fire force poured from his hands into the barrel of the cannon.

Like a hungry beast, the tower cannon instantly drained the snow lava in the fire pool.

The inner wall of the barrel, a complex and bright thread composed of white flames, from the end of the barrel to the mouth of the barrel, lit up one by one.