"We still have more than 2,000 disciples, and we still have the strength to fight. ”

An unwilling middle-aged head said, but whether the power of this battle is with Tianyu Pavilion or with Zhou Zhe, he is a little puzzled.

The other head of the sect looked ashen, and said with a long sigh: "Yes! The power of the first battle, there are seven sects behind us, as well as the Flying Sword Villa and the Xishan Sect. ”

The scene fell silent for a while, and the two new heads of the new generation obviously didn't understand which direction the power of the first battle the two was referring to, they simply said: "So far, I can only fight my way out, as long as the mountain gate is still there, over time... ”

The other heads of the sects had already turned their heads and didn't want to listen to the words of the two ignorant juniors, and at the same time, the people from the several sects that had arrived had also arrived.

A head of the sect saw the leaders of the eight sects gathered together from a distance, and asked with a serious face: "Why don't you attack the city?" Wait for the siege at once. ”

The tone was serious, but the meaning of schadenfreude was self-evident, and the head of the Eight Sects was angry at that person at this moment, but he could only say in a voice that could be heard around: "The dog thing with chicken feathers as an arrow, sooner or later, there will be a time for you to cry." ”

The head of the previous talk about the power of the First World War replied helplessly at this time: "Accommodate for a moment, we are discussing tactics. ”

The man spoke again: "Okay, a quarter of an hour, the city must be attacked, otherwise it will be a slack." The disciples listened to the order, and those who could not enter were killed with the same merit as killing the enemy. "The threat is undisguised, although the later heads of the seven families understand that Zhou Zhe is going to consume the last breath of the Hexi sect, it is inevitable that some rabbits will die and foxes will be sad, but think about it again, the dead Dao friends do not die in the poor Dao, if you don't attack the city, it will be our turn to gnaw the bones.

Moreover, the darker ones are still thinking about it, it would be better if you all died, and the loot of Tianyu Pavilion would be one less.

Strictly speaking, there is no essential difference between Huang Yin's Hexi sect and Zhou Zhe at the beginning, they both have a thorough understanding of human nature to do things, the difference is that Huang Yin did not really restrain the power of the Hexi sect, while Zhou Zheyou has that the rear team will always be the supervisor of the front team, and on this point, all the sects will be eaten to death.

In a quarter of an hour, no matter how reluctant he was, the sect led by the eight families still began to attack the city. The eight sects did not have a full head, but each selected a hundred disciples as the vanguard, and the rest as the backup, once the people in front opened up the situation, the rear team became swarmed up. I have to say that at the moment when the conditions are limited, this is already the best way to make a move.

The seven sects that temporarily acted as supervisors were not idle, and Zhou Zhe gave them a new order, to demolish all the houses that could be demolished outside the walls of the inner city, and all the metal houses that could not be demolished were reduced with fire oil. Otherwise, this side will attack the city, and the #court will be stabbed on the barrel again, and it will hurt.

"Kill! Dingping Hexi, fight here. We have no way out, only a war... Several heads of the family raised their voices, encouraged their disciples, made their eyes red and their necks thick, made their blood boil, and finally sent them to the battlefield.

The vanguard of 800 people suddenly increased their speed when they approached the line of the inner city guard towers for nearly 50 meters, and as long as they crossed the line of the guard towers on both sides, there was only a fan-shaped area of nearly 50 meters.

The sudden dash fifty meters away from the line did not escape Tianyu Pavilion's expectations, but it was only sporadic shots of crossbow arrows, and not a single ballista was fired. The sporadic arrows were insignificant under the interference of the spiritual power of the disciples of many sects, and they couldn't even slow them down. But when the crowd had just crossed the line.

"Bang!boom!" As soon as the loud sound of the bowstrings of the rack ballistas on the city wall sounded, huge arrows the length of arms flew to everyone's side.

The Spirit-Piercing Arrows were extremely lethal under the blessing of the powerful kinetic energy of the bowstring and the crossbow # machine formation, and with a single look, hundreds of disciples were instantly heavily arrowed, either killed or seriously injured. There are also many disciples who react quickly and change their body shapes in order to avoid the arrows, but they will not be able to rush to the city wall if they lose their speed.

After the battle, the heads of several sects who watched the battle saw their disciples being slaughtered, and some of the sect's teams were even dressed in red light, and their souls exploded because of the death of their fellow senior brothers.

The situation of the soul explosion appeared not only among the disciples who were in reserve, but also among the eight hundred people who charged, fighting side by side with the senior brothers, but they were the first to die, and when the violent emotional fluctuations surged in their chests, it was a red light that surged. There were also many disciples who were seriously injured and fell to the ground, and they also had soul explosions because of the severe pain and near-death state.

But such a soul explosion is often like the last explosion of their fire of life, which is destroyed after the blow of the second arrow.

Twenty meters, ten meters, five meters.

In just fifty meters, nearly half of the disciples had been lost under the blow of the saturated ballista, while the remaining disciples finally stepped on the four or five meter high city wall. Unexpectedly, the shield array did not appear in pieces, but more people gathered around the side of the crossbow, using the strong # crossbow in their hands to shoot the disciples of various factions who rushed to the head of the city.

The close-range shooting did work, but as more disciples poured into the city, the hand-to-hand combat began, and the Tianyu Pavilion finally suffered casualties.

The eight sects watching the battle looked at each other, a little incredulous, and rushed up like this? Shall we follow up as well? Or will we wait?

"Reinforcements are coming!" Seeing that the shield array of the disciples of Tianyu Pavilion on the head of the city was already crumbling, many disciples who rushed to the wall had already shouted.

"Don't wait, let's all go up. ”

Victory was in sight, and the eight sects finally couldn't hold back the desire for victory in their hearts and were eager to try. There was also a calm thought, how to say that the elite disciples plus the ordinary disciples were more than 3,000 people in the Tianyu Pavilion's several battles, and it seemed a little unreasonable to be washed up on the wall in such a wave.

"That's the Zhang brothers?

There were people who had been watching the battle situation on the city wall with sharp eyes and recognized the Zhang brothers who were wantonly harvesting the disciples of the eight sects on the city wall. Many leaders were also noticed by this reminder, and they all said that good steel is used on the blade, and the most elite combat power of Tianyu Pavilion has appeared several times in the defense of the city, which is incomprehensible.

A young generation leader looked at the bloody battle on the city wall, suppressed the hatred for Tianyu Pavilion in his heart, and said thoughtfully: "We have gathered in Linxi City for nearly a month, will Huang Yin and them run away a long time ago?"

Many heads suddenly felt like a door had opened in their hearts, and they glanced at each other, if this is the case, everything can be explained, otherwise at this beginning, Tianyu Pavilion will be beaten to the head of the city?

At this moment, there was another voice from the head of the city: "Reinforcements are coming!", dispelling their last doubts, and their own people's message would not be wrong.

"A few, each with his disciples to attack quickly, don't delay the fighter. ”

The heads of the seven sects who acted as the supervisors also heard the shouts of the city, so they urged the people in front of them to go up, but they were slandering in their hearts, the eight families in front were really lucky, Tianyu Pavilion turned out to be a soft persimmon, but he still pretended to be good, and he knew that he could go to him like this.

Hua Zan Ma Yao, who had just arrived, glanced at each other and didn't say a word, they knew too well the danger at the moment, and they knew even more that if they disrupted Zhou Zhe's plan, I was afraid that the end would be worse than the eight sects in front of the city.

"Up!"

I don't know which sect shouted, and the eight sects finally stopped retaining, and nearly 1,500 disciples followed up and began to storm the walls of the inner city.

This time, there was a fierce battle on the city wall, the ballista almost ceased fire, and the eight sects rushed into the fan-shaped area almost unscathed, getting closer and closer to the city wall.

The disciples of the Eight Sects saw the city wall getting closer and closer, thirty meters, fifteen meters, and ten meters.

"Buzz!"

Powerful spiritual power fluctuations came from the ground in an instant, and all the figures froze, and their hearts chuckled, and they secretly said "not good".

Without the slightest preparation, even many people were already speeding up on the city walls, but at this moment, seeing that the city was close at hand, it was like the end of the world. The extremely strong pulling force under the divine array of the artifact made everyone not only slow down, but also seem to be out of shape. Not to mention those sect disciples who intended to rush to the city wall, they could only dance back to the ground.

At this moment, Zhang Xuanfeng at the head of the city shouted: "Counterattack!"

Under the command, Tianyu Pavilion's shield array immediately became short, and the crossbow cart that had already loaded the arrows was facing the disciples of the Eight Sects with a surprised face at this moment.

"Poof!poof!"

Blood flowers are splashing, and even if you are at the peak of the fifth order at such a close range, in front of the arrows that break the spirit and break the armor, it will be for nothing. Moreover, there were only a few hundred people on the head of the city, and almost in an instant, most of them were harvested, and the rest either jumped off the wall in a panic and returned to the fan-shaped area, or they were surrounded by a shield array, and then their lives were taken away by the sword sticking out of the gap between the shields and the hammer knocked down from the overhead.

The counterattack on the head of the city is a counterattack, and under the city walls, there is no more than that. Because more of the ballistas are pointing towards the fan-shaped area, the disciples of the eight sects whose bodies are blocked seem to have experienced a dimensionality reduction blow at this moment, watching the arrows coming, if they are usual, they can also sacrifice spiritual power to forcibly split the arrows or change their body shape to dodge, but at this moment, everything is in vain.

Attacking, not attacking, retreating, even more crowding people together, giving the arrows more room to play.

"Click! click!" There were several sounds in a row, and four doors opened under the fan-shaped city wall, and just when everyone was surprised, the fine iron boar with the tip of the snowy knife had already accelerated to rush.

The next moment, "Hum." The big array stopped running, and everyone was light, but this was definitely not Tianyu Pavilion wanting to let them go, but to let the speed advantage of the Refined Iron Wild Boar be brought into full play.

Sure enough, the fine iron boar that had smashed off the artificial spirit stone on the eyeball rushed into the congested crowd with an unrivaled speed like a knife cutting butter, and at this moment, the congested and dense crowd had no chance to give the two-headed snake meteor hammer a chance to play, almost the moment it entered the field, it took away countless lives, and the stump and broken arm flew all the way with the blood.

Four had just rushed out, followed by four, a full sixteen fine iron wild boars were raging in the killing array, and countless arrows were falling overhead, at this moment, the eight sects finally knew how sharp the sword of Tianyu Pavilion was.