Desolate war songs sang to the beat of drums, and tears flowed down their eyes.

One by one, the soldiers of Jiangnan City raised their heads to the sky and roared into the air, in exchange for death, and the war song sang for thousands of miles, and their fame was glorious.

I don't know when the drums stopped, because the battle no longer needed the drums. Everyone is inspiring everyone to drink from the sky, and everyone's roar is beneath every citizen.

I don't know when a ray of light flashed in the thin diaphragm of Jiangnan City, maybe it was a flashlight, maybe a laser, maybe it was a ...... In the light of the night sky, the Jiangnan City troops turned into flesh and blood, scattered in the air, and drops of blood were swayed. With the light, I don't know where it drifted to.

The nearest bird is only a few dozen meters away from Jiangnan City, which may only take an instant to fly to the distance, but it makes it difficult for the bird to take a step forward.

Any bird that wants to hit the demon beast of the membrane of the Jiangnan city wall will be hit by the person who is destined to fly into the sky, and the difference between life and death is huge, but it makes life more precious.

One ray after another, piercing the night sky, the loud war song never stopped.

Through the light, you can see a drop of tears spilling from the sky, dripping from the sky among the Jiangnan City troops who are killing the enemy in a muffled voice. The rain-like teardrops that fell made the war song of the sky even more desolate and pathetic.

The night sky was never bright, the sky was always dark, and the war song had retreated from the bright night sky, leaving a hoarse voice, and then, silent.

I don't know when, the war song was sung from every corner of Jiangnan City. It seems that everyone has become the creator of the war song, everyone seems to be a natural musician, and everyone has used the loudest singing voice to overwhelm all the beast roars and all fears.

It was already noon on the twelfth, and the sky over Jiangnan City was still in darkness. The dense birds have completely surrounded Jiangnan City, completely.

The person who inquired about the news from a distance was frightened and incontinent when he saw the dense number of birds, and trembled and sent a report: Jiangnan City, it's over, it's completely over.

But not long after the news was sent, I don't know how long, there was a piercing song from inside, the song was full of infinite hope, it was the war song of Jiangnan City, twelve hours passed, and the twelve hours of singing still did not stop. The only thing that changes is that it's a little hoarse.

But it doesn't matter, because the tenacious life is full of longing for life. It's just that people who look at it from the outside world are terrified in their hearts, indeed, Jiangnan City is finished, and it is completely finished.

The news came from the battle report in the distance that the second army left in Jiangnan City had been left, and only tens of thousands of remnants were still struggling to support themselves, perhaps the driving force that supported them to stay alive was the gradually hoarse war song and intermittent drumming.

"We have to drag the demon beast in front of us, the demon beast, we can only step on it, and our corpse is moving forward." Someone from the Second Legion spoke hoarsely, not loudly, but it was heard throughout the room. Yes, under the scorching sun, the killing has not stopped.

"Die, you have to drag the demon beast too!" Everyone looked back and saw the airtight birds in the sky, looking at the rows of sunken ground behind them......

"There's no hope, there's no hope." The singing is getting smaller and weaker, and it seems to be telling that Jiangnan City will die.

Inside and outside Gangnam City

A slaughter

"Boom!"

The drums sounded again, abruptly, outlawing the singing.

Su Chen's hands became heavier and heavier, no one stopped him from killing the enemy, and his whole body was like blood. The shadow of death has hovered over the people of Jiangnan City, and he must not fall as the lord of a city.

No, not being able to fall is just the minimum requirement as the lord of the city, what you really have to do is to lead Jiangnan City to hope, to hope.

How can it be by hope, how can it be by hope?

The drums sounded, and the drummers beat with all their might. There were intermittent echoing sounds all around, as if all the strength had been exhausted. Only the first drummer drummed slowly and orderly, as if it was full of infinite power. Everyone was immersed in the hearty sound of drums and fought bravely to kill the enemy.

The arms are already numb, it doesn't matter, the head, feet, body are weapons.

Birds, ground monsters have never entered Jiangnan City, because every monster beast that wants to enter the city has died, and it has been dragged by people with flesh and blood, and they bite it with their mouths if they can't hold it, and they bite it to death, ruthlessly, resolutely, and don't take a step back.

Su Chen flew higher and higher, and his figure was chaotic in the sky.

Boom!

Su Chen was shot down again and slipped dozens of meters, stepped on it, stood on the head of a demon beast, and flew out towards the sky.

Boom!

A bigger fist smashed on Su Chen's head, and his body slid dozens of meters again, Su Chen shook his head to keep himself awake as much as possible. At the same time, the sword in his hand was transformed and flew into the sky.

It's already twelve o'clock on the 12th, and the demon beast that must tear the sky must give hope to Jiangnan City.

After flying more than ten meters again, avoiding the attack of four or five birds, only to be dizzy, Su Chen stabilized his body, bit the root of his tongue in the sky, and tried to be as awake as possible. Blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, looking up at the sky, the beast birds seemed to be endless, no matter how they killed, it had been twelve hours since the siege in the middle of the night......

"Brother Su Chen, come on!" The little wild goose pagoda looked at Su Chen from a distance on the roof of the library, a pair of small hands condensed tightly, and his eyes were always watching Su Chen's every move.

"Boom!" A drum sounded, and it seemed to be in the ears.

Su Chen opened his blurred eyes, and now his body was level with the Ninth City, and he had already seen that slender and graceful figure in the blur. Finally, with great effort, I finally saw the slender drummer.

For a moment, it was like being struck by lightning.

"Moon tide! It turned out to be the moon tide. That legendary drummer is actually Yuexi ......" Su Chen muttered in his mouth, and then the drum beat again. Immediately after, the continuous drum sound full of battle spirit gradually came, rushing into the ears. She was beating the drum for herself, and there was no sound around her, and the drum sound became exclusive to the two.

A drum shook, thousands of laws surged, thousands of troops in front, like a bamboo.

The number mind method is not something that can be used by comprehension, Su Chen has comprehended the ninth formula for many days, but he has never been able to use it, and now under the stimulation of the drum, ten thousand methods finally poured into his mind, and the sword roared in the sky, breaking the sky.

"The ninth equation, ten thousand swords, return to the sect!" The deep voice resounded throughout Jiangnan City, and everyone saw it and looked at Su Chen.

Only by seeing the sunrise can there be hope, only the dawn can save Jiangnan City, everyone knows Su Chen's purpose, they all see Su Chen's power, and they all see what legend that arrogant young man can make.

Or, the city of Jiangnan collapsed.