Chapter 91: Broken Shield (I)!
As soon as Yan Qing fell, the three martial artists of the Shenxiao Sect immediately pounced, and in their eyes, Yan Qing was a living military feat.
There will be someone who has escaped the protection of the City of Light and comes out alive and dead, and the person in front of him is here to give them military merits.
However, as soon as they took a step, a powerful aura suddenly erupted from the person they believed to be their prey, causing them to stop.
Freeze Punch!
Freeze is pervasive, click, click!
The three enemies suddenly turned into ice sculptures and shattered.
Yan Qing looked around at the chaotic battlefield, he was surrounded by mecha troops and warriors who were fighting, there was still artillery roaring in the air, and the three main generals led the warrior team to move forward in the flames of war, the left wing was bloody, the middle was Broken Mountain, and the right wing must be Jiang Yefan.
Yan Qing understood that in order to awaken his morale, he had to defeat the martial arts team of the Shenxiao Sect and let the martial artists of the City of Light see the hope of victory.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
More than a dozen people jumped down from the city wall and landed beside Yanqing
"Why did you come down again?" Yan Qing raised his hand to knock away the enemies who pounced on the battlefield and said loudly
"Lord Yan, we're here to clear the way for you. The commander said that since you want to awaken your morale, you must go and break the shield that breaks the mountain, that shield is a weapon, and without destroying this shield, large-scale firepower will not work at all. ”
"I see." Yan Qing nodded, and the cold air around him was so cold that the enemy couldn't get close. Helian was supernatural, and he still knew how to use people, and when he saw that he couldn't stop him, he told him to use his power in the most appropriate place.
"So, let's do it."
Yanqing's fist shone with flames, and with a punch, the flames filled the sky, and the enemies who surrounded him were all on fire, roaring fiercely, and rolling to the ground.
"Charge!" Yanqing shouted, and his voice was like thunder.
He took the lead, leading more than a dozen warriors, and came out of the dust, tearing open the battlefield like a sharp arrow off the string, and the place where Yanqing passed was full of people turning over on their backs, and flesh and blood were flying.
The battlefield is changing rapidly, but Yanqing's team has caused a lot of movement, which suddenly attracted the attention of Jielian Mountain, he is the commander, and when he saw Yanqing running towards him all the way, wearing holy clothes, his eyes shrank suddenly.
"This is the new warrior who joined the City of Light, called Yanqing? Seriously injured and bloody, this strength must not be underestimated. After thinking about it for a while, he understood Helian Shentong's thoughts, which was to use Yanqing as the core to drive the troops and cause changes in the shape of the battlefield, and Helian Shentong probably wanted Yanqing to break his shield and even slaughter himself.
But if you want to get next to him, the main general of Zhenhai, will it be so easy?
A sneer appeared on Duan Lianshan's face, and he said, "Gather the right flank, stop this group of people who want to raid for me!" Outflank the left, cut those tattered mechs quickly, and we still have to attack the city. ”
Under the arrangement of the Broken Lian Mountain, the groups of warriors changed their formation, not only attacking the City of Light more fiercely, but also surrounding Yanqing and them.
"Yanqing. You have to win, and you have to win fast, and the future of this city is up to you. "On the city wall, Helian Shentong had a grim face, commanding the soldiers on the city wall to bombard the enemy on the battlefield below.
"Jiuyang Fist, open!"
Two suns fell, and dozens of enemies exploded directly, exploding into a blood mist.
However, there are more and more enemies, and it is becoming more and more difficult for Yanqing to advance, a few warriors around him have died, and the bodies of other warriors have also been painted, and no one is intact, even if Yanqing is a little tired at this time.
Boom!
Finally, there was a martial artist in the Mortal Realm who slashed at Yanqing's back with a knife.
The hard holy clothes blocked this knife, but the force was transmitted to Yanqing's body, making his qi and blood slightly uncomfortable, and Yanqing turned around and swung his fist.
Boom!
The Mortal Realm Martial Artist had a horizontal knife in his chest, catching Yan Qing's fist, but Yan Qing's strength was too strong, and Yuan Neng spewed out, directly breaking the knife into two, and the Transforming Mortal Realm Martial Artist was like a kite with a broken line, flying out directly.
Yan Qing couldn't help frowning, the closer he got to the Broken Mountain, the more dense the martial artists of the Mortal Realm became, and the forty Mortal Realm were all on the same page, and Rao was wearing holy clothes and couldn't resist it.
At this moment, there was a rumbling sound not far away
"Lord Yan, we're here!"
One by one, the mecha gathered into a torrent, connected together, forced away the enemy, and the alloy knife in his hand waved, rushing to the front of Yanqing.
However, these mecha are too weak, and they can only deal with the Innate Realm, and after coming here, a pair of Upper Transformation Mortal Realm will be immediately torn apart, but they still rush forward without fear and use their bodies to open the way for Yanqing,
"Lord Yan, please! The City of Light must--" A mech made such a sound, but before it could finish speaking, it was crushed in the blink of an eye.
"You ......" Yan Qing popped out two words in his mouth, but he couldn't continue, so he had to nod silently, the light on his body became more violent, and the phoenix spread its wings and flew out, and now it was only 1,500 meters away from Jielian Mountain.
This 1,500 meters is the most difficult part of the road. A handle of mortal weapons fell, or chopped, or slashed, or stabbed into the holy clothes, causing Yanqing's body to tremble for a while, and even spurting blood.
1 kilometer ......
"Lord Yan, that's all I can do here, please!" One of the warriors could not hold on, fell to the ground, and was immediately surrounded by the enemy, the sword fell, blood splattered, and there was no sound.
At 800 meters......
"Ahem, please." Another warrior coughed up blood, used his body to block a spear coming at Yanqing, and turned his head to show one last smile.
At 500 meters......
The last martial artist also fell, muttering something in his mouth, but in the noisy environment, Yanqing didn't hear it clearly, and he didn't have a way to think, he just firmly remembered the shape of his mouth.
Yanqing felt that his heart fell into the icy water, as if he was numb, in the blood and fire, the rain of bullets, life was passing too fast, this is war, extremely harsh, not life and death.
Yan Qing felt a heavy weight on his shoulders, so many people pinned their hopes on him, he couldn't let them down.
"Haha, boy, I've finally found you!"
Bloody Chou saw the extremely familiar phoenix, and immediately ran back from the front, slashing down the mecha all the way, waving his blade, and slashing towards Yanqing.
"Dead!"
Bloody, this is a move to seize the vitality, and he shot with all his might, wanting to kill Yanqing immediately.
Yan Qing's eyes flashed, this is the dwarf he killed twice - blood sorrow! He really wanted to kill this guy, but he didn't have time to deal with him right now, so he couldn't delay.
"Ring of Ice!"
The three rings of ice fixed Bloody Sorrow's body, making him unable to move, and his moves had to stop.
"What the hell is this?" The blood was horrified, and he didn't know that Yanqing had this trick. One wrong step, one wrong step, he was not as good as Yanqing, but now he has lost the opportunity and is in a desperate situation.
"Die!"
Yanqing stepped on a mecha and took off, his hands stretched out, freezing air sprayed, and a tornado swept out,
Aurora Thunder and Lightning Strike!
Rumble!
The blood sorrow turned into an ice sculpture, and Yan Qing kicked out a fierce kick, shattering the ice sculpture.
Yan Qing didn't care whether the blood sorrow was resurrected or not, his feet lightly swept towards the target five hundred meters away, he clearly remembered the task he had to do.
It's getting closer, four hundred meters......
The warriors of the Mortal Realm rose into the air together, the Yuan Energy was mighty, and the mortal weapons shot fiercely, attacking towards Yanqing.
Hug the mountain seal!
The heavy mountain in Yanqing's hand slowly formed, raised his hand and smashed it out, smashing a piece of people away.
200 meters......
A net of defense forged by mortal weapons rose up, and it was incomparably strong.
Pegasus Meteor Fist!
The holy clothes burst into light, and they became one with Yanqing, and the Yuan Energy surged out like a surging river, and the meteor-like fists covered the sky, tearing through the solid defensive net.
100 meters away......
Yan Qing fell to the ground with a bang, and looked at Jielian Mountain from afar, and there seemed to be fierce sparks flying in the eyes of the two.
With a sneer on his face, Duan Lianshan hooked his finger towards Yanqing and motioned for Yanqing to come over.
With an indifferent look on his face, Yanqing looked at the shield-wielding Broken Mountain.
This man, he killed it.