Chapter Seventy-Eight: The War Begins
Just when Zhao Feichen thought that the battlefield was far away from him, under the tower, a group of sergeants patrolling the street fell in pieces without warning, and they didn't even have time to scream, their bodies were like leaky leather bags, slowly paralyzing to the ground, without making a sound.
Both the force and the animal god were paying attention to the fight in the north of the city, and seemed to pay full attention to the side street behind the side of the tower.
Zhao Feichen was timid and didn't dare to look over there, so everything in Hengjie happened to happen right under his nose.
If it was replaced by when he didn't go out of Hejia Village before, he was only afraid of being stupid immediately when he encountered this situation, and now he has also fought with He Qiaoer in the mountains, fought with giant crocodiles in the black mud swamp, and let go of the little witch at the base of the mountain, and the timid is timid, but he can still come back to his senses, scream, raise his hand and shout "I sword flies away".
The flying sword immediately took off its hand, bursting out with dazzling silver light, and the sorcerer who rushed to the front turned violently, and one arm flew into the sky with half of his shoulder.
Li and the animal god looked at each other, they couldn't cry or laugh, the two of them are battle-hardened dead soldiers, how can they be so easy to be attacked? I was going to plan and put Wu Man closer to fight, so as to save some effort, but I didn't expect that Zhao Feichen usually looked very timid, and he didn't have any cowardice when he really fought. The two were deeply surprised, so they had to act in advance.
The fire whip turned into a fire spear, and the black mangs gathered the black sword, awe-inspiring in the air, and a witch was pierced through the head by the fire spear, so that half of the neck of a witch was directly cut off.
Seeing that the sneak attack failed, the remaining nearly ten witches took off one after another, and the small flying machine behind them spewed out a tail flame, making a small roar, and the speed was extremely fast, flying towards the top of the tower like a small group of bats.
Zhao Feichen was obviously inexperienced, the witch he beat was injured and did not die, but grabbed his broken arm and threw it at the tower, flying faster than the witches, like a spinning machete, stirring the wind.
With a light glance at him, his lips moved slightly, and he threw out a long fire whip, the tip of which slashed the arm that was cut in the air, and immediately exploded into flying ashes.
The beast god also moved his lips slightly, and a black sword was grabbed by him, flicking his sleeves and throwing them one after another, the movement did not look fast at all, but a small piece of sword rain was formed in an instant.
The witches also spread out in mid-air like bats, extremely sensitive.
The flying sword with a penetrating black glow was even more agile, chasing the body of the witches, no matter how they dodged, none of them could completely dodge, either by piercing the arms and thighs, or by piercing the chest, one nail and one accurate, the sword was not missing.
Forcefully cooperating with the beast god, the fire spear quickly took off his hand and followed.
The fire spear she threw was far more powerful than the Flying Sword, and it would explode when she inserted it, and several witches were immediately blown apart, but it was not as bad as the Flying Sword, even if the witches were injured and their bodies were sluggish, they still missed a few and failed to kill.
Zhao Feichen didn't even blink an eyelid, and only three of the nearly ten witches who had just been flying around were still alive, and they were all injured and planted on the street one after another.
The beast god grinned, and swung a handful of sword rain with both hands, circling wildly around the remaining three shamans.
For a while, the slices of meat flew like snow rolls.
Zhao Feichen's face was colorless, especially when he thought of the mutton shabu he had eaten before, his stomach suddenly turned over.
These witches are obviously not as advanced as Wu Zhu Jiakui, they all have flesh and bones, and they do not bleed like the human race, but only exude a yellowish liquid, similar to gasoline engine oil. In any case, the humanoid creature was cut into a pile of flesh and bone foam, and no normal person could stand it when they looked at it.
I couldn't stand it with the force, and I twisted my eyebrows unhappily: "Do you still think you're a blood mist flying fox?" Sooner or later, this disease will kill you. ā
The beast god scattered the sword light in the air, touched the back of his head and smirked. He had only told Zhao Feichen to save his strength and not to fight indiscriminately, but he couldn't stop it when he killed someone, how cruel he was.
"It's worthy of being a good apprentice I bringed, he usually looks no more daring than a mouse, but when it comes to a critical time, he didn't lose face to your master." The beast god grinned and hammered Zhao Feichen's chest.
"Vomit~" Zhao Feichen finally couldn't hold back, and spit out his overnight porridge.
The beast god's black face suddenly didn't turn black at all, and the corners of his eyebrows jumped like cramps......
After a while, Zhao Feichen drooped his head and shrank in the corner of the top of the tower, how miserable and miserable it was, like a little girl who was ravaged by five hundred men in turn for three days and three nights.
The white dove also led the people of the existence camp to hurry at this time, and the space at the top of the tower was limited, so he came up by himself, and the rest of the people were deployed under the tower. ā
"You are a witch, and your ancestors have been witches for eighteen generations." The beast god's black face became even darker, and he slapped him in the face.
The white dove moved quickly, dodged away, and shouted: "You don't want to face the animal god, I will teach the fast man a lesson, and it's about you." ā
Seeing that the animal god was still going to chase and fight, he scolded vigorously: "That's enough." ā
The two of them really didn't move, glared at each other, and then tilted their heads and snorted coldly.
He said softly: "I didn't see the Nine-Tails, what's wrong with him?" ā
The white dove turned his head and sighed: "I bumped into two teams of witches on the road, and he was killed by mistake. Of course, we didn't stay alive either. ā
I said "oh" vigorously and didn't ask any more.
The beast god sneered: "Good death, this kid always plays tricks on me by relying on the organ, he deserves it." ā
He turned his head to Zhao Feichen and said: "Stinky boy, the reason why the battlefield is afraid is not because of seeing some blood and flesh, but because anyone can die at any time, maybe he is still laughing with you one moment, and half of his head will be gone the next moment, don't be girly, you are going to die, I won't even scold more, I should never know you as a person." ā
In other words, he is willing to scold the nine-tailed sentence more, which is already very important.
Zhao Feichen probed to look at the tower, his face was even more ugly, he didn't know many people in the camp, except for the three of Lili, Animal God and White Dove, he remembered most clearly that it was the short man who set up a mechanism for him when he entered the camp, and the faces of the nine people under the tower were all unfamiliar, and he was not biased against the short man who had a slight image.
The whole battalion seems to have forgotten that there was such a person, who should be laughing and laughing, and should be making trouble, and he doesn't seem to be nervous about the battlefield at all, and he doesn't seem to care at all about his dead comrades.
More than a dozen teams of sergeants came to garrison around the tower one after another, and a team of sergeants was divided into a dull group to clean up the corpses of their comrades, and the rest of them listed a strange formation, a team of eight people, five before and three behind, resting on the street on the ground, some people closed their eyes to rest, and some silently wiped their weapons.
The fighting in various parts of the city has gradually increased, because of the proximity, it seems that the movement of the siege outside the city is greater. It was as if the walls had been completely breached, and the sorcerers had entered the city from all directions.
The people in the camp slowly stopped laughing, and even the white dove, which had never been in shape, lost their smiles.
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