"Hiss-the surname Shou, you don't fucking do it lightly, it's really a fight!"

Sikong bared his teeth and cracked his mouth screamed, holding the thorn staff in both hands, walking very hard, one step deeper and one step shallow. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info's eyes were swollen like monkeys' buttocks, and the sharp sword light directly shaved him bald.

"Hehe......"

The most ironic laughter came from the mouth of Shou Gucheng, and the washed white linen clothes were in the shape of wisps, some were charred and black after being roasted by the fire, some were dry and hard after being chilled by frost, and some were yellowed after being roasted in an earthen kiln......

Finally, a forty-one-yard footprint proudly indulged in the face of the lonely city.

"The power of the temple is gone, it's just a somewhat sharp sword......"

Shou Gucheng looked disdainful, and casually threw the holy sword back, inserted it in front of Sikong, and made a clanging sound.

For the sake of a good sword, he can be obsessed with it all his life.

But in the same way, a mediocre sword that is only sharp and sharp, he will abandon it.

Sikong asked Cangtian speechlessly, this plan was in vain, if it was someone else, he would have already distanced himself with a large space technique, and then the overwhelming forbidden spell would have killed him.

But in terms of melee combat, he is really not an opponent for defending the lonely city!

"By the way, Fire Dance isn't doing well right now......"

Suddenly, Shou Gucheng wiped the footprints on his face, made a big face, and spoke.

Sikong stood up straight, and his face became calm: "Is it because of me?" ”

"It's just an introduction, although it's the general trend, you have to find an excuse, right? Well, you're not in good health, I have a fast horse. ”

Sikong nodded, pulled out the holy sword, put on the bronze mask, and walked forward without saying a word.

"Hey—"

In the distance, the voice of the lonely city came: "It took so much effort to survive, but don't die in the hands of others......"

Sikong waved behind his back, then turned over on the horse, lifted the reins, and the horse roared Xiao Xiao, if the knife was matched with the waist. As soon as Sikong clamped the horse's belly, the fast horse disappeared into the rolling sand.

Looking at the yellow sand in the sky, the smile of guarding the lonely city slowly condensed, the color of the wood was shattered, and what followed was a cold and cruel look.

With madness in his eyes, Shou Gucheng said: "If you want to die, you can only die in my hands." Isn't it? My friend ......"

………………

"Queen, you go first! We have 3,000 men left, and we will escort you out!" ”

The wind was cold, the yellow sand rolled up the blood-stained red flag, and in the long sand, the smoking catapults still emitted pungent green smoke.

The beacon fire filled the entire battlefield, there were broken swords and broken knives everywhere, and blood was a common color, pouring cheap on the yellow sand,

Several man-eating eagle vultures hovered over the corpses whose faces were rotten and had not yet been completely buried by the sand, staring at them.

Several arrows with dull blood in the blood groove were still stuck in the corpse.

But the dead soldier still clung to the broken spear.

"Run? I can die standing up, but I can't run away! ”

Huo Wu was dressed in tattered scale armor and pushed away several people, even though her face was tired, but her Danfeng eyes became brighter and brighter.

I saw her fire dragon prostrate on the ground, covered in dragon blood, and the horns full of patterns were broken.

The fire dragon was blind in one eye, and was pierced by a dragon-breaking arrow, and the bubbling dragon's blood flowed into small pools.

The fire dance caressed the dragon's head lovingly, and the fire dragon continued to scream.

"Queen! Don't make useless sacrifices, you are the only one among us who has ten thousand luck! As long as you are still there, we still have hope of a comeback in Aiya City! ”

An orc with sharp teeth and a mouth twice as tall as an ordinary person lowered his hairy head, his face anxious, and there was a lot of blood foam and bone residue stuck to the bone stick in his hand.

Not far away, the roars and shouts accompanied by the sound of the Jin Ge Iron Horse lasted for a long time, and the line of enemy troops stepped on the corpses of the soldiers of Aiya City.

The cavalry charged, the infantry cleared the way, the magicians and crossbowmen followed, and several sacred priests performed miracles and descended angelic shadows.

The cry of war made the soldiers move forward bravely, fearlessly, and without the slightest pain.

The water chanting technique caused the soldiers' injuries to heal quickly, and a thin water shield appeared outside their bodies.

Wind Surge, Nail Sharpening......

This is a war that belongs to a magical civilization, and it is often those magicians and sacred sacrifices that can really affect the situation of the war.

The enemy army was menacing, but on the side of Aiya City, where the fire danced, there were only more than 3,000 people left.

The only one who can provoke the girder is Huo Wu.

Several magic dragons have long been divided by the opponent's dragon slaying warriors, and if it weren't for the hard skin of that fire dragon and its strong resistance to beating, it would not have escaped its fate.

Fire Dance wrapped the Twilight Whip around her wrist, and the fire dragon instinctively flapped its wings to carry Fire Dance, but instead the whole dragon fell to the ground and tore open the wounds on its body.

Fire Dance shook her head slowly, wiping away the cloudy tears from the fire dragon's eyes.

As if blinded by the wind, Huo Wu's eyes were slightly red, but he bit his lip tightly.

The fire dragon in front of him is also a contestant, although they have never met in reality, but these years of fighting horses have formed a deep love for robes.

Looking at the sky, the dragon shadow that should have appeared for a long time did not appear, and Huo Wu shook his head bitterly: "I'm afraid that the Dragon Valley is also more auspicious." Unexpectedly, they would dare to so blatantly disintegrate the belief in the dragon god and catalyze the war of the gods......"

Legend has it that the dragon god was born from the Valley of the Dragons, and all the dragons in the world are his descendants.

Once all the dragons are dead and the believers who believe in the dragon god are extinguished, the power of faith is gone, and the divine power of the dragon god becomes duckweed in the water, and there is no longer anything to rely on.

In all likelihood, he will become the second true god to fall.

Therefore, in the Ancestral Dragon Cliff camp, a prince like Huo Wu bore the brunt of the attack and became the first victim.

These contestants from the Imperial Civilization actually want to manipulate the battle of the gods, artificially change the order of the fall of the true gods, and change the established doomsday fate of this Middle-earth.

It is worthy of a fighting nation.

"Let the residents of Aiya City run away, and if you can escape, you can live a few more......"

Fire Dance turned to a Night Elf beside him, who was covered in black runes and was born to be an excellent Wind Mage.

Although the strength of this Night Elf is only a one-dimensional mid-level, with his racial advantage, he is not inferior to the one-dimensional peak in terms of speed.

The Night Elf nodded, and quickly fled into the city of Aiya.

After all, this is a real competition, and it also requires firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea to feed the appetite of the war beast.

Therefore, each city will absorb contestants who are not strong enough or have no intention of killing and shelter them.

In return, these contestants are engaged in basic trades, supporting the soldiers of all sides of the war. Therefore, there will also be thin luck that they will get.

In this way, it has become a good choice for those contestants who are aiming to farm and play the red dust.