The eternal night is defeated.

Reasonable, unexpected.

Ming Zhe, who was guarding the city gate, took a deep look at the town one last time, and then dispelled the remaining emotions in his eyes.

"I am Ye Mingzhe, the general of Shayang Town, the battle is imminent, please move all the people to the north and south official roads immediately, where there will be troops to lead you out of this place. Ming Zhe's voice mixed with vitality echoed in the city, tens of thousands of people felt the power of the cultivators for the first time, although they could not see the terrifying scene of the crowd of people outside the city, but the chaos that had happened in the streets and alleys of the city before made them feel that something was wrong, and when they landed, the city was noisy, crying and grabbing the ground, and people were scrambling to get the first way to escape.

It is rumored that the bandits of Cangyang will slaughter all the men and then take the women back to the wasteland as a tool for reproduction, a group of ghosts that only exist in nightmares.

The chaos in the city exceeded Ming Zhe's expectations, the first time he faced the crisis of breaking the city, the heart of the young general in his early twenties was beating suddenly, and he was about to jump out of his chest, he tried to force himself to calm down, and said word by word to Qingjiao beside him: "Lord Qingjiao, the task of evacuating the people will be handed over to your second team." ”

"Let your mother ......" Qingjiao heard the military order, and was angry, and just wanted to scold, but found that the other party was his chief after all, so Shengsheng held back the last few words, he frowned, and said in a deep voice: "My Qingjiao is not very capable, and I can't get into the eyes of General Mingzhe with a single cultivation, but I can't do the ugly thing of the soldiers fleeing from the city." ”

"Your two teams have been wandering the streets of Shayang all year round, and they are most familiar with the town, and there are many acquaintances among the people, so they have the highest efficiency in doing this.

Qingjiao's gaze swept over the boundless sea of people outside the city, and finally compromised and shouted: "The cubs of the second team, go down the city wall with the master!"

"Lord Green Pepper. ”

Before he took two steps, Mingzhe's voice sounded behind Qingjiao.

"What else. ”

Ming Zhe still maintained a fist-hugging posture and said: "If you have enough time, please find the whereabouts of the eternal night, you can see people in life, and you can see corpses in death." ”

"Do your best. Qingjiao's tone couldn't hear the emotion, leaving only a flaming red back in everyone's field of vision.

After the third watch in the night, the army that had been standing under the city for a long time began to move, and correspondingly, there was an exclamation from the city.

More than ten years have passed, and the army of Cangyang has once again overwhelmed the border, and the golden generation of the twilight of the past has disappeared in the pavilions and pavilions of poverty and luxury, and the city walls that have experienced the vicissitudes of life are full of new unbaptized faces, with panic and fear, like a herd of lambs to the slaughter.

This is a battle with great disparity, both in terms of numbers and strength.

"There are countless Mingdao under the city, more than 1,000 cave realms, and there are no less than five sages, I estimate that this is just a vanguard force to explore the way. Ye Wutian's eyes narrowed slightly, and the golden handprint on his forehead flickered.

"Will we survive an hour?" asked Ming Zhe.

"Three moments is the limit. Ye Wutian replied truthfully.

"Wanli Xiongguan is about to break a hole, the family and the country behind him are not protected, and the great disaster is coming, but the uncle still refuses to make a move?" Ming Zhe asked again.

"I have been ordered by the head of the family to protect you thoroughly, and there are at least three people outside the city who are extremely difficult to deal with, and I can't take this risk. Ye Wutian replied again.

Ming Zhe no longer made any more attempts, he raised his hand and slashed from top to bottom.

This action often appeared during the war years, and more than ten years of peace, even many veterans who had been in battle for a long time were a little rusty to do it.

Because this action is called Zhenhe Mountain.

A town is a town guarded by a town.

The rivers and mountains are the rivers and mountains of the splendid rivers and mountains.

Since the founding of the country, there have been many victories and defeats in battles, and it is difficult for most enemies to see this majestic city wall. There are only a few generals who can issue this military order, and Ming Zhe, as one of them, doesn't know whether it is lucky or unlucky.

With the issuance of Ming Zhe's order, the heralds sounded the huge drums at the head of the city, and the dull drum sound with strong penetrating power shook the roots of everyone's teeth, and more than ten flags engraved with red dragon totems were waved in the wind, and thousands of soldiers opened their longbows and crossbows in the face of the wind and snow, ready to use the blood of the people under the city to dispel the chill brought by fear.

And from all the cities of the Great Enlightenment Realm, the army that had long been gearing up naturally could not speak the same day as the stragglers of the Rajaw Ridge, and they heard the sound of the bowstring tightening on the city wall, they were not to be outdone, like a surging tide to raise the longbow in their hands, and at the same time, the foot soldiers on both wings stretched out the heavy iron shield, and built an impregnable shield wall to protect the archers inside.

"Disease!" Ming Zhe waved his hand and shouted.

The soldiers are in confrontation, paying attention to the "wind forest volcano": it is as fast as the wind, its xu is like a forest, it is like a fire, and it is not moving like a mountain.

At present, the soldiers defending the city at dusk are raining arrows and seas, covering the clouds and avoiding the moon, and falling towards the city with thousands of whistling, which is exactly the response to the words "its speed is like the wind".

However, the arrow blade made by the cold iron and steel forging was difficult to break through the shield wall that was several inches thick, and countless sparks were stirred up along the way, which can be said to have limited damage and little effect.

The archers of the Great Enlightenment Realm bent their bows and arrows, and saw that the armor of the soldiers at the head of the city was empty to meet the head attack, and many of the dense arrows came from the hands of the cultivators under the city, and the speed and strength were quite terrifying, such as chaotic rocks and clouds, and the waves crashed on the shore, and hundreds of soldiers behind the battlements were overturned to the ground at once.

Although the strong city wall claimed to be able to resist any attack below the Shangxian Realm, the ordinary soldiers standing on the city wall could not survive without the protection of the Great Protector Array.

Ming Zhe wiped away the warm blood splashed on his face, and slammed his fist on the brick wall at the head of the city, he sent someone to bring a pair of bows and arrows, held his breath and concentrated, aiming at the impermeable shield wall under the city.

"Get the Divine Fleet ready, and I'll open the gap. After Ming Zhe finished speaking, an arrow was shot.

The seemingly ordinary arrow lightly hit the surface of the iron shield, and the moment the two touched, Ming Zhe's hands formed a magic seal.

As we all know, the cultivators in the upper realm of the cave world have begun to have spiritual wisdom when their vitality is released, and they can transform into various forms such as tigers, wolves, dragons, etc., and the Ye family, the first wealthy family at the foot of the Son of Heaven, enters the Tao with martial arts, blending the world's martial arts into their own bodies, and the things that condense the vitality are the most special, which are human forms similar to the deity.

I saw several glowing humanoid silhouettes emerge from the tip of the arrow, stepping on the shield surface, and the disembodied raised their indistinct fists, easily hammering the heavy giant shield under them into scrap metal.

There was a scream under the city, and the bandit army, which had been in high morale before, was defeated by several groups of figures, and these several invincible doppelgangers were like a strong wind sweeping across the fields, and they fell in one place after another.

Nearly twenty years have passed, and in front of the evil enemy, it is still the children of the Ye family embroidered with gilt green leaf patterns.

The shield array was broken, and the god fleet, which had already prepared the projectiles, launched the war weapons developed by the Tai Academy and erected on the city tower, and thousands of pounds of boulders mixed with flames and explosions bloomed on the endless snowfield with brilliant flowers of death. The most learned craftsmen of the Empire, with the skill of the Northern Fallen Gods, built a massive meat grinder out of wood and steel.

These weapons, known as the "Shenwei Cannon", had been banned for a long time because they were too powerful to be inconsistent with benevolence and damage to the fortunes of the country, but now they had to be restarted in the face of the catastrophe, and every time the thunderous sound shook the earth, a bright red wilderness would be scattered under the city.

In the war, the cultivators who are high and invincible on weekdays have finally been reduced to a cloud of vague flesh and blood, whether it is the Ming Dao realm or the cave world realm, they are still small in front of the Wanli Xiongguan in the twilight.

Since the cultivators of the first two realms were limited in what they could do, it was the turn of the legends hidden in the sea of people to make a move.

Several condensed and hellish breaths instantly enveloped the vast sea of people, and many cultivators with low realms lost control of their Yuan Qi, and they sensed that the energy between heaven and earth had converged into several huge and incomparable whirlpools, rumbling and turning. A few big hands that covered the sky condensed from the vitality poked out of the whirlpool and slapped towards the city.

Such a magnificent scene is the vast majority of people in the city have only seen in their lives, if left unchecked, not to mention the heavy casualties in the twilight, the army will definitely be in chaos, and there will be no strength to fight.

Ming Zhe's vitality clone was unable to move under the pressure of the enemy's Heaven and Earth Oven, he gritted his teeth and looked at Ye Wutian, who was still not going to make a move, and pulled out the sword at his waist and crossed his strength, the meaning of which was self-evident.

The old man's eyes were complicated, he sighed faintly, took a step forward and pulled Ming Zhe behind him, and used his hand as a knife to slash out a palm in the air.

Coffin splitter

Ye Wutian shimmered with jade brilliance, and his palm, which was not commensurate with his age, emitted several phantoms in the night sky, and the undulating phantoms rose in the wind, and finally formed a golden giant palm that pierced the sky, shining a brilliant night. The giant palm scroll carried the imposing vitality tide and crashed head-on into several big hands that slapped towards the city.

There was a silent tremor in the distant sky, and the means of several Shang Xian Realm legends in the Great Enlightenment Realm disappeared in the confrontation with Ye Wutian's golden vitality, and the golden giant palm that was several miles in size was like a great sun falling into the world, and the attack was unabated, and it slashed straight into the wasteland outside the city. A dull rumble sounded on the snowfield, and countless bandit armies disappeared into the deep night like insects blown by the wind, mixed with snowflakes.

As a well-known elder among the first wealthy families, he wiped out nearly 10,000 enemies in the aftermath of just one attack.

"Coffin splitter?!" Someone outside the city recognized Ye Wutian's identity.

"With me here, it's not your turn to be presumptuous. Ye Wutian was calm, his hands behind his back, and his majestic voice mixed with vitality echoed in the vast wilderness, "The road to seeking the Tao is long and indefinite, it is not easy for you to have today's creation, and leave on your own, don't wait for me to strike again, but it will not be the painless situation just now." ”

The black-robed old man with a red beard under the city smiled fiercely: "I didn't expect that a small border city could have you Ye Wutian in charge, presumably that young general is an extremely important person in your Ye family, others are afraid of you, but I am not afraid." ”

"Simmering old thief, his tone is not small. Ye Wutian laughed coldly, his figure suddenly disappeared at the head of the city, and when he reappeared, he had already crossed a distance of nearly a hundred zhang to the black-robed old man.

Ye Wutian pressed his palm on the other party's chest, and the old man's chest cavity collapsed like a papier-mâché lantern, and he lost his life in an instant.

killed a cultivator of the legendary realm in an instant, but Ye Wutian didn't intend to stop, only to see his footsteps change into horse steps, turn palms into fists, and exert another inch of strength through the old man's corpse.

Bajiquan, Collapse Fist

It seems that there is a wind sweeping the wasteland, and there seems to be a scorching sun to disperse the ice and snow.

The invisible energy of the naked eye destroyed and decayed, and the crowd was cut and killed by an inexplicable force, and disappeared out of thin air, leaving no traces of blood.

The battlefield, which was originally crowded with people, suddenly became empty, and from a distance, it looked like an unfinished picture with blank spaces.

Ye Wutian's sleeves were fluttering, standing straight, his forehead handprint was shining, and the majestic vitality around his body reflected each other, and the landscape of heaven and earth oven was myriad.

"400,000 thieves, floating ears. ”