Qianye naturally wouldn't let them break down the door so easily, put down Eagle Strike, grabbed a large-caliber sniper rifle picked out from the arsenal at hand, aimed at the werewolf who operated the short-barreled cannon, and continuously pulled the trigger, firing the five bullets in the magazine as fast as possible.

The werewolves bloomed with blood and wailed. The city-breaking cannon lost its control, and there was another roar, but the reddish long tube turned more than ninety degrees, and the shell missed, instead blowing up dozens of blood slaves next to it. But after a few rolls, the high-level werewolves got up again. Only one fell to the ground.

Qianye shook his head secretly, the vitality and defense of werewolves are very perverted, when they reach level five, if a large-caliber sniper rifle like this misses the vital point, it can only leave them with no light or serious injuries.

Senya put on a new magazine, another round of rapid fire, this time all aimed at a werewolf, and finally put it on the ground.

At this time, the watchtower shook even more, as if it was about to topple at any moment. It turned out that the dark race warriors who poured up the wall had discovered this sniper point and began to try to break in, and they began to demolish the building in a hurry.

Qianye's heart suddenly rose to the alarm, and he glanced outside, just in time to see a few round objects carved with intricate patterns flying!

Blood grenades!

Powered by the Dark Force, the Blood grenade is about the size of a human grenade, but as powerful as a cannonball. Moreover, with the strength of the dark race, they could easily be thrown to a designated position a hundred meters away.

Qianye recognized this kind of thing at first sight, and immediately picked up Eagle Strike, jumped directly into the bottom of the Tibetan soldier wall through the small window inside, and found a corner and curled up!

The rumbling roar continued, and the entire world of the Thousand Nights seemed to be left with only gunsmoke and explosions, and the second sound could not be heard in his ears, and the bricks and lime mud kept falling, and many of them fell on his head.

Finally, the roar passed, and Qianye looked up to see that half of the ceiling was gone, revealing a gray and lightless sky. The upper sentry tower has been completely wiped out, and the corpses of the Dark Race's cannon fodder are lying around it. This round of explosions not only blew up the upper half of the sentry tower and the connected guard wall, but Yu Wei also killed many dark race warriors who wanted to rush in.

But the dark race never cared about casualties as cannon fodder.

There were not many human warriors in sight on the wall, and most of the warriors who were still alive had been forced to retreat to the town's fortifications. The cannon fodder of the dark race is constantly climbing the wall, and several high-ranking soldiers are roaring and commanding, and even some slow-moving cannon fodder will be directly grabbed and thrown into the wall.

In the ruins of the sentry tower, Qianye suddenly stood up, flattened the 'Vulcan' multi-barreled cannon, and pulled the trigger!

The barrel of the Vulcan spun, and bullets rained down on a werewolf just twenty meters away. At close range, blood flowers continued to bloom on this fifth-level werewolf, and he was bombarded backwards step by step, and he fell to the ground with his back on his back!

Thousand Nights didn't stop, and the roaring 'Vulcan' swept down the dark warriors like a whip wielding metal and flame.

In the blink of an eye, the 'Vulcan's' five-hundred-round cartridge box was completely emptied, and there was no living dark race within thirty meters in front of Qianye.

Qianye had just breathed a sigh of relief, when a black shadow rushed like lightning and knocked him to the ground!

The two of them tumbled and fought a few times, and Qianye's arm suddenly made a jab, but it reached directly to the mouth of the blood warrior. He instinctively bit down, and the vampire fangs pierced deep into Qianye's muscles! But before he could be surprised, Qianye's arm muscles suddenly became as solid as iron, and he pulled back fiercely, and actually pulled out his two vampire fangs alive!

The pain made the Blood Clan warrior almost faint to death. Qianye immediately rolled over, pulled out a short gun, plunged it directly into his blood-dripping mouth, and pulled the trigger!

There was a muffled thud, and blood splashed on Chiya's face and chest.

He stood up, looked around, and jumped into the town before the next wave of Dark Warriors could merge in.

Thousand Nights sped through the alleys and buildings, striking out one after another, strangulating werewolves and spider demons. In the battlefield of large-scale melee, werewolves and spider demons with thick skin and thick flesh and infinite strength are much more threatening than the blood clan. Only when the battle reaches a higher level will the Bloodline once again rise above the two clans.

Therefore, the primary targets of Thousand Nights' kills are werewolves and spider demons.

Gunshots, explosions, fires, and screams were everywhere, and the whole town turned into a battlefield. Chiya has lost track of time, and only fighting instincts remain.

In front of Qianye, suddenly several low-level werewolves rushed by, and he immediately instinctively touched his body, but he felt empty. Eagle Strike didn't know where it was thrown, and the assault rifle was gone. All gunpowder weapons were empty of ammunition, and the satchels for grenades were even more empty. Although the two short guns are still on his waist, there is no difference between having them and not having them, and Qianye's Force is close to drying up, even if there are physical bullets in them, he doesn't have the strength to excite them.

Qianye only felt tired and wanted to die, if it was not for the struggle to control it or even to lie on the spot, this was the sequelae of the overuse of the Force and the end of the stimulant effect.

He suddenly felt something in his trouser pocket, took it out and saw that it was actually a stimulant, and he didn't care if there would be a problem with continuous use, so he immediately pierced it into his arm and injected it all, and the drowsiness felt a lot lighter.

Senya suddenly heard an unusual movement coming from the next room, and there was a human scream, and he immediately slammed open the door and rushed in. The house was littered with splattered flesh and corpses, both human and dark. Several werewolves were closing an expeditionary soldier into the corner.

It was a young man who looked like he had just come of age, and his uniform looked too wide on his body. He was pale, holding a dagger in his hand, waving it wildly, trying to protect himself.

Qianye let out a low roar and was about to rush forward, but a werewolf pounced and collided with Qianye, one person and one wolf kept rolling and hand-to-hand combat. Qianye was exhausted at the moment, and for a while, he couldn't get rid of the entanglement of this second-level werewolf.

The werewolf bit down on Chiya's shoulder, its sharp teeth tearing through the special military uniform, which was as tough as leather armor, and nailed into the flesh. But Qianye's body was stronger than the leather armor, and no matter how much the werewolf shook his head, he couldn't tear off a piece of flesh.

At this moment, Qianye heard a scream. He looked sideways to see that the young warriors of the expeditionary force had been pounced on by the remaining three werewolves. Large chunks of flesh were being torn off and falling into the werewolf's belly. The boy didn't die for a while, and the severe pain made him unable to even fall into a coma, so he could only scream desperately, suffering the pain of being torn alive and eaten.

The eyes of the thousand nights were glowing with blood, and it was not just the reflection of the flesh and blood of the young man!

Qianye suddenly raised his head and bit the werewolf's throat fiercely! A large cloud of hot blood rushed into his abdomen, immediately causing all the blood qi in his body to boil, as if it was a mountain of joy, and even the purple and golden blood qi swam out of the ability runes and joined the devouring ranks.

The amount of Qianye Force increased suddenly, and with a turn of over, the werewolf was pressed under him, so that it couldn't move, and a funnel seemed to appear in the werewolf's body, and most of the blood in the body poured out in the blink of an eye.

The three werewolves had already finished eating the boy, and stood up contentedly, suddenly feeling that something was wrong, Huo Ran turned around and saw Qianye looking at them coldly.

Qianye's eyes are as red as blood at this moment!

A moment later, Chiya walked out of the room. His whole body seemed to be drenched in blood, and even his black hair turned a dark red. The Blood Clan Sword in his hand was still dripping with blood. However, this way, the bright blood color in his eyes is not so obvious.

A group of blood slaves suddenly poured out from the opposite side of the alley, and when they saw Qianya, they suddenly whimpered and retreated, and then escaped from another alley. A high-ranking warrior of the Blood Clan behind them rushed up, looked at Qianye suspiciously, and asked, "Which clan are you from, how come I have never seen you?"

A faint murderous aura flashed in Qianye's eyes, patted the short gun on his waist, and said, "I am a descendant of the Marquis of Ross. ”

"Marquis Ross, but His Excellency the Marquis did not participate in this battle" The blood clan was taken aback, and then saw the appearance of the short spear clearly, and exclaimed: "It's you!"

Before he finished speaking, this was enough time for Qianye to stick to him, and the long sword pierced his abdomen! Qianye grabbed the neck of the Blood Clan warrior who was still twitching and struggling, dragged him into an abandoned house next to him, and then bit him on the side of his neck!

The fourth-level Blood Clan warrior was terrified, but as the blood essence gradually drained, the light and bright red color in his eyes gradually faded. When Chiya let go of his hand, he was shriveled like a dried corpse.

Chiya didn't come out of nowhere, he calmly destroyed the corpse with a sharp blade, then sat down in the corner of the room, closed his eyes, and waited quietly for his strength to recover.

After sucking enough werewolf and blood blood, Qianye's body entered a state of boiling blood, and his recovery speed was greatly increased. In less than half an hour, he will regain his strength and little half-Force, and he will be able to use the Force gun again. The only minor flaw is that when the blood is boiling, it is impossible to control the recharge of the Blood Gas to the Force Bullet.

Suddenly, there was a bang, and the door at the other end was slammed open, and the burly figure of Bao Zhengcheng appeared. He staggered into the room, not even noticing what was inside, and rolled on the spot against the wall, clenching his dagger and assuming a fighting stance.

A sixth-level blood knight appeared at the door. With the typical grim smile of the Blood Clan, he walked slowly with his head held high, the long sword in his hand glistening with blood.

But as soon as he walked in the door, his smile froze. The twin guns in Chiya's hands were already aimed at him!

The Blood Knight screamed, he didn't even think there was another person in the room!

The sound of the gunfire was very soft, like the sound of a flower blooming.

In contrast, the Blood Knight's sideways flight was terrifying, rumbling through the door panel, smashing the walls and shattering the armor on his chest and abdomen. The twin spears were thrown down, leaving only two beautiful and bewitching twin flowers, which entwined and bloomed in the void.

Qianye had already pounced like a ghost, holding a sword in both hands, and a sword was plunged into the chest of the Blood Knight, piercing his heart!

The Blood Knight struggled desperately, and his extremely strong vitality allowed him to still fight back strongly. Qianye was constantly punched and kneeled in the chest and abdomen, but Qianya pressed the hilt of the sword with all her strength, firmly nailing the Blood Knight to the ground.

Every time the Blood Knight dropped, there was a slight bone cracking sound. The sharp pain washed over Qianye's nerves, but he could bear this pain after being tempered by the military skills. If the Blood Knight is allowed to climb up, then both he and Bao Zhengcheng will die in the Blood Knight's dying counterattack.

At this time, there was a continuous burst of gunfire, and Bao Zhengcheng felt a pistol from somewhere, almost put the muzzle of the gun against the blood knight's face, and then all the bullets poured out, completely shattering the pale and gloomy face.

The Blood Knight twitched a few more times, and then stopped moving.