Fei Luo killed 8 people in a row and killed 8 people at the same time, which is actually very physically exhausting, and he does this more for the effect of deterrence. After a series of phantom steps and a series of instant kills, the warriors of the Principality of Dongwen also retreated one after another, and began to list up one camp after another, no way, the gap was too big and the room for Fei Luo was too big, and it couldn't be stopped, which obviously gave Fei Luo a chance to sneak attack.

After killing several different phalanxes for 8 consecutive times, forcing several Dongwen warriors to gather into a formation in a row, and finally forcing the phalanxes of five or six Dongwen warriors to converge together to form a large array of four or five hundred people, Fei Luo smiled again, revealing snow-white teeth and cute rabbit teeth, "Hehe, these fools, Bird's wind mage will burn the vine armor soldiers, won't my fire demon war?"

Fei Luo's long knife suddenly burst into a fire more than a meter long, and this fire violently ignited the delicate charcoal powder that Fei Luo deliberately sprinkled when he broke into the crowd just now. Suddenly, the four or five hundred people in this dense array became a hell on earth. Kicking wooden shoes flew everywhere, burning clothes flew everywhere, and the crying Dongwen warriors struggled with their broadswords, not knowing who the big knife had slashed at.

Fei Luo, who flashed back to the dirt slope, did not join in the excitement, and he didn't bother to harvest the heads of one or two fish that slipped through the net, in this kind of war, the wounded were more advantageous to Fei Luo than the dead. He returned to the dirt slope, gasping for breath and hurrying to regain his strength. This is already the tenth wave of group charges that began at ninety o'clock in the morning, and it is almost continuous.

Fortunately, Lushunkou faces the sea on both sides, and there is such a small hillside in the middle of the other two sides of the land that can take care of both ends, although there are more than 5,000 horses on the opposite side, and they can't spread the formation together. Every time such five or six hundred people attacked again and again, they were stopped by themselves, and few could really rush under the city wall. But Fei Luo knew that now his strength was basically exhausted, and this phantom step was estimated to be no longer able to be used, "Next, it is estimated that he can only resist hard." Fei Luo felt his knife and stood up again, because the drum beat on the other side sounded again.

This time it turned out to be the smallest number of people, there were only about 20 people, although they were stepping on the wooden shoes that made Fei Luo cry and laugh just now, but the outfit was obviously different, this time the Dongwen warrior was dressed in black, and he was holding a knife in his hand, and he also had a short knife pinned to his waist.

"Dongwen ninja. Fei Luo smiled bitterly, the Terrans are here, and the ninjas of Dongwen are also here. They had exhausted their physical strength in front of them, and this time they sent ninjas who are known for their agility, and the purpose was clear at a glance.

More than two dozen ninjas formed a large circle and moved slowly. At this time, Fei Luo closed his eyes with a long knife and braked quietly. Playing speed with more than two dozen ninjas, he is not Basten, not to mention that his physical strength is too much now, and he can rest for a minute.

The ninja moved first, because they turned around more than a dozen times and stunned themselves, but Hiro was still motionless, so he had to strike first.

Among the more than two dozen ninjas, more than a dozen were instantly separated, flying from all directions and slashing towards Feiluo.

said that it was too late, and it was fast, Fei Luo, who was still motionless, moved, but he didn't move the knife, and saw that more than a dozen big stones placed in front of Fei Luo that no one noticed were kicked away by Fei Luo almost at the same second.

A dozen stones, in the same second, in all directions. This incredible picture was born.

"Bang", these dozen ninjas who jumped high and took off to slash people, and were hit by stones almost at the same second.

"Bang", these dozen ninjas jumped high and slashed people, and almost at the same second, they were hit by a stone and fell to the ground.

The ninjas in the audience were also stunned, and so were everyone on the city walls.

Miracle!

The only one who was not stunned was Fei Luo, and after he played such a world wave, no one rushed directly to the ninja crowd, taking advantage of their moments, he directly chopped five or six melons, and then returned to the same place again, holding the knife Shouyi, panting and looking at the only remaining 4 ninjas.

"Wow, Amaterasu, I'm not alive anymore. The remaining 4 ninjas couldn't accept this fact at all, and expected to continue to be stoned to death, it was better to cut themselves off, these four ninjas took out the knife on their waists and cut their stomachs directly.

This is also a miracle skill!

Fei Luo looked confused.

Everyone on the city wall was also confused.

"It's a disgusting people!" said an old hippopotamus.

"They're disgusting, you're more disgusting than they are, and if I were you, I'd kill myself. The leopard slapped the hippopotamus back with its head poked out one by one, and said viciously.

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Fei Luo didn't rest for long, and another wave of bandits rushed up. This time, it was not the Min Zhan that rushed up, but the shield battle of all colors, hundreds of shield battles with shields and even large stones.

Densely packed with three-tiered golden-ringed bull warriors holding shields lined up in a unified pace, shouting slogans and surrounding.

Fat Luo's big knife raised a raging fire, slashed on the shield, and took three hundreds of catties of cattle wars flying, but it was useless, the gap was not opened, and the cattle wars behind immediately filled the gap, still walking in a unified pace shouting slogans and lined up.

Fei Luo raised the charcoal powder, but the wind was not in the right direction, Fei Luo was not able to roll the charcoal in the crowd with the wind on the ground, he was just a magic war. Neither does the charcoal method of warfare.

In the end, dozens of watermelon-sized stones were kicked into the crowd by him, and the slag of the stones flew wildly, but this stone could smash the lightly armed ninja to death, but for these shield battles with large shields, the lethality was not great.

On all four sides of the hill were these shield warriors, and the encirclement was getting smaller and smaller.

Fei Luo assaulted on all sides, but there was one less shield battle and a new shield battle to fill the position, and his room for maneuver was getting smaller and smaller. The flames on the knife are also decreasing at a rate that is visible to the naked eye.

A long iron rod under the shield of "Bang" smashed into Fei Luo's knee, blood soaked his pants, and Fei Luo swung his big knife, and after temporarily repelling the attack, he half-knelt on the top of the mountain.

Fat Luo with a knee injury, the tiger fell in Pingyang.

Fat Luo tore open his shirt and threw the last of the charcoal powder in his pocket into the air.

"Fat Luo is undefeated! Inter Milan is undefeated!"

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"No~No~No~" All the hippos on the city wall of Lushunkou stood up, and at this moment, they burst into tears.

"Ah~" The leopard jumped straight from the mouth of the city wall.

The city gate of Lushunkou was directly opened, and all the green mud and dreadlocks rushed out.

A hippopotamus picked up the iron rod next to him and rushed out.

The two hippos picked up the iron rods beside them and rushed out.

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All the hippos, all the common people of Lushunkou rushed out with all the weapons they could get their hands on.

"Fat Luo is undefeated! Inter Milan is undefeated!"

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At night, a sudden snowstorm with rain quiets some of the quieter.

After the war, smoke hung with smoke and accompanied by the stump and severed arms everywhere on the walls of Lushunkou.

"I really didn't expect it, I didn't expect that we were still alive, and the city wall was not lost. The leopard had been lying upright in the aisle, and said with his eyes closed.

"I didn't expect me to cut people, I didn't expect it to be so cool to chase bandits! A hippopotamus man on the side, who was twice as muscular as Leopard One, suddenly got up from the ground and shouted into the clearing in front of the city wall, "Let the storm come harder, I'm Buckley here, come on." ”

Leopard Er kicked Barkley back to the ground: "You psychotic, you have the strength to kill more people, 10,000 people will come tomorrow, enough for you to cut." ”

"I have to say, it's good to be cultured, let the storm come more violently. Leopard San ignored Leopard's vicious eyes, but said with envy, "Don't look at me, Toutou, if you say, you can only say %@~+*!*"

There was a burst of laughter.

"Hehe, when the battle is over, I will teach you to write poetry! Leopard one leopard two leopard three, who took such a messy name, when the battle is over, I will give each of you a nice name!" Barkley looked at the full moon and said that he was asleep.

At the head of the city, except for the guards who kept vigil, everyone slept crookedly.

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The storm was indeed fierce, and Barkley could shout at the head of the city to make the storm more violent, but Garnett, who was marching in the storm, and his army of ringing horses did not have the slightest bit of Yaxing, they were racing against time.

Berlusconi once again flashed his sarcastic aura, and his face turned pale again.

Garnett's red eyes were fierce and terrifying, and he was on the road to the front of the team for a while, and then at the back of the team, kicking the people who were about to fall behind, urging him forward, "There are more than three hundred brothers in front, thousands of compatriots waiting for us to rescue, hurry, hurry, hurry." ”

He already carried a Berlusconi on his back, a set of his own equipment, and a dozen additional broadswords. But he is like a tireless and irascible wolf, spurring the whole army.

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Lushunkou, the 300-strong Lushunkou, survived the whole day under the siege of an army of 5,000 people, without any natural danger and refusal.

Not only survived the day, but at noon on this day, under the stimulation of Feiluo, more than 1,000 literati hippos and other residents of the entire Lushunkou were all soldiers, and they also carried out an effective counterattack, rushed out of the Lushunkou, rescued Feiluo, and fought directly until 10 o'clock at night, and the army of more than 5,000 people retreated 10 miles, lost their armor, and killed and injured nearly 2,000 people. If it weren't for the sudden snowstorm that forced Lushunkou to retreat for fear of falling into a heavy siege, it is likely that this literati hippopotamus might have directly wiped out the two armies surrounded by the mountain carving.

Hooligans are not terrible, but educated hooligans are! Hippo literati with physique, physical strength, and culture have let more than 5,000 bandits see what it means to be terrible hooligans!

A new day has come, and it should be the strong men and horses of the two sides that have merged into the other army, and the balance of victory is tilted again. There are less than a thousand soldiers to fight at Lushunkou, and nearly 8,000 people on the carved surface of the mountain opposite, although the bandits who fought yesterday basically lost their combat power, but there are still a full 5,000 new troops in the pure new army.