As the saying goes, the strongest fortress in the world is always attacked from within.

As Jiujiang County, Mocheng should be said to be the most prosperous place in the entire Jiangzhou, and in terms of wealth, in addition to the Qin family, I am afraid that even the other eight families can only look at it.

Therefore, if you look at the military garrison alone, Mocheng is definitely impregnable.

Whether it is the solidity of the city walls, the materials used in the city gates, or even the powerful magic circles in the city, they are enough to withstand the strong attack of an army of less than 100,000 people for three days and three nights!

Even Ye Jiang's thorny army, if they want to take Mocheng, they must pay a tragic enough price!

But now, the gate of Mocheng has been opened by Mo Yuan.

So in the next moment, a large number of demon cavalry galloped towards the city gate like a rolling torrent, and the iron hooves of the Quidreal beast fell sharply on the ground, as if causing a major earthquake, and the heavy muffled sound was like a war drum, which made people's blood boil.

or cold as iron.

Ye Jiang and the elite of the three hundred thorn army under his command didn't even try to delay the demon clan army for half a step, because behind them, a cold rain of arrows was falling.

That's the Mo family's god-king crossbow!

Suddenly changed, Ye Jiang's eyes immediately became solemn, he stepped on one foot, the sword swept into the air thirty zhang, and swung out pieces of azure blue qi from his hand, and single-handedly stopped nearly fifty percent of the crossbow arrows.

The arrows cut off by the sword qi were like wheat stalks after being harvested, falling from the air one after another, densely covering the bluestone bricks at the head of the city.

But behind Ye Jiang, there were a series of roars and screams, just a rain of arrows, and more than 30 people died in the elite of the 300 Thorn Army, and countless people were injured!

And that's just the beginning.

Without waiting for Ye Jiang to return to his subordinates, the second rain of arrows had already arrived, and this time, the arrows were poured with fire oil, like thousands of meteors falling together, and the heat wave came to the face, with a shocking beauty.

Seeing that the brothers behind him were burned one by one, the long sword in Ye Jiang's hand became more and more urgent, his eyes were about to split, and he shouted loudly: "Where is Shen Mu!"

No one answered him, and Shen Mu, who was supposed to appear a long time ago, and the large army of the Thorn Army, which was supposed to rush to help, were nowhere to be seen.

The corners of Wu Tong's eyes were filled with a cold light of grief and indignation, in the frontal battle, he could play a very small role, although with his powerful body and speed, Wu Tong dodged two waves of arrow rain in succession, but watching his comrades fall one by one beside him, the killing intent in his heart was no longer suppressed.

Then he saw the boy standing at the gate of the city, with a pair of peach blossom eyes.

"Ahh

Wu Tong let out a long roar, and his figure pulled out a phantom shadow at the head of the city, looming in the firelight in the sky, and soon disappeared into the vast night.

When he reappeared, there was an extra dagger quenched with poison in his hand, and it stabbed Mo Yuan in the back of the heart.

Mo Yuan didn't even look back, a sneer seemed to appear on his lowered face, and then, a delicate four-colored lotus quietly emerged in the wind and rain in all directions, facing Wu Tong's dagger.

"Sneer......"

In close combat, Wu Tong's dagger seemed to easily pierce a lotus petal, but it was forcibly blocked out of the wind and rain, because there, a strange beast with a dragon head, a human body, and bird claws appeared, and the cold mist spit out of his mouth seemed to be able to freeze people's souls!

Ji Meng!

It turned out to be the natal spirit beast that Murong returned late at the beginning, Ji Meng!

Wu Tong didn't know what it was, but he really felt the great horror between life and death, so he suddenly let go of his palm, slapped the handle of the dagger with one hand, and the whole person disappeared again in the wind and rain.

The poison-quenched dagger glowed green, and it was a few feet closer, but it was gently clamped by two white jade-like fingers.

In the next moment, Mo Yuan used a slight force between his fingers, and immediately covered the dagger with a thick layer of ice, and then fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Yuan stretched out his hand and lightly buttoned the colored lotus petals, and at that moment, a piece of lotus petals separated from it, and disappeared into the wind and rain in all directions with Wu Tong, not knowing where it went.

At the same time, the vanguard of the demon clan army had already rushed into the city gate, and a shadow also came to Mo Yuan's side, and asked softly: "This person is so good at concealing his skills, if he doesn't cut the grass and eradicate the roots, I'm afraid it will become a big disaster." ”

Mo Yuan looked back at Nan Yuanyao, there was no sadness or joy in his eyes, he raised his arms lightly, as if he was greeting the frost and snow falling from the sky, and as if he was greeting the invading demon people.

"Now that this is the case, where can he flee? ”

As he spoke, Mo Yuan turned his gaze to Ye Jiang, who was standing proudly in the air, and seemed to sigh softly.

With a hint of regret.

There is a very famous saying in the cultivation world that the Holy Rank can also be filled to death by human life.

Then of course, the powerful can also be.

But Ye Jiang is Ye Jiang, most of his life has been spent in battle, his sword blade does not know how much blood of the demon clan has been stained, it is he who guards the border of Dajin, and does not let the demon soldiers invade an inch, the so-called deep encirclement and fighting alone, for him, it is just a commonplace.

Even if he is betrayed by his fellow clan today, even if there are thousands of troops today, he can't shake Ye Jiang's firm eyes in the slightest!

At this moment, Ye Jiang still didn't know what was wrong with Shen Mu's side, why the Mo family betrayed Dajin, and how the demon army bypassed the blockade of the Yaobei army and went deep into the hinterland of Jiangzhou.

But none of these issues matter anymore.

Because even if he died, he would bury these 30,000 demon clan soldiers in Mocheng.

With the strength of his Sword Venerable Realm, he has this confidence!

A powerful person can be filled to death by human life, but the premise is that you have to fill it with human life!

This will has been decided, Ye Jiang burned the azure martial arts pattern on his wrist to the extreme, and the long sword in his hand turned into a phantom that covered the sky and the moon in an instant, and smashed down from the sky, like a 10,000-foot peak crashing down, like a violent angry wave pouring in, almost cutting the entire ink city in half!

This is the sword of mountains and rivers.

With this sword, the hundreds of demon clan iron horsemen who stepped into Mocheng first all turned into pieces of blood mist, and together with the Quiddi beasts under their seats, they were all smashed into the ground.

The ten majestic God King crossbows in the distance, along with the dozens of Mo family disciples next to them, were all shattered.

I don't know how many courtyard buildings have collapsed in Mocheng, and how many innocent people have died, the heart-rending cries are endless, and the flying dust and smoke fill the sky over the entire Mocheng, and they are unwilling to disperse for a long time.

Ye Jiang was dressed in golden armor and holding a black iron heavy sword, standing in mid-air, like a god descending from the earth, and the essence in his eyes made people dare not look directly.

"Whoever offends me will die!"

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PS: Thanks to 'JDK Dixing' 588 for the tip. (To be continued.) )