Under the precise command of Zuo Chengzheng, the Shentang army withdrew towards the latter battalion.

The function of the outermost wall is that when the enemy launches a surprise attack, the peripheral troops will block the enemy here, dampen the enemy's spirit, and buy time for the main force to assemble and deploy.

Boiling oil was sprinkled on the wall, pine branches were piled up, and a fire rose to the sky on the fence.

In the face of the blazing flames, the Shenxiao Army had to extinguish the fire before attacking.

But there are also a small number of elite troops, who are actually wearing heavy armor, and they rise from the flames with their body skills, cross the trenches, and quickly form a new formation!

These are foot soldiers, but they are vigorous and swift. They even swung their bare hands to fend off the fierce cannon fire.

Zuo Chengzheng did not intend to entangle with these people, and commanded the troops to fight and retreat. Most of his troops are ranged troops, lacking infantry and making it difficult for them to engage in dogfights.

Only, suddenly, there was a terrible scream from the queue.

One soldier's skull was torn open, his brain was bleeding, and a gooey mass was pulled out of thin air and fell on another soldier's face.

The soldier suddenly saw that his comrade's head had turned into a bloody cavity, and before he could scream, he was covered by the red and white object.

The already eroded brain squirmed, and tentacles stretched out one after another, burrowing through his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

No one could see this man's painful expression, but they could imagine from the spasms and convulsions all over his body, what kind of pain he must have suffered!

"Hahaha!"

When the gooey mass stopped wriggling, so did the fallen soldier's twitching and struggling. A hideous little imp with a red body jumped out of nowhere, laughing wildly.

A knife soldier angrily slashed at the imp.

The long knife passed through the body of the little ghost, but the little ghost was unharmed.

No one could see the imp launch any attack, and the blademan's body snapped like the wind blowing rotten wood.

His body seemed to turn into a piece of rotten wood, and countless red ants came out of his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and gnawed at his body frantically, but he could no longer scream.

In an instant, he turned into two broken white bones, and the ants also stood still, scattered all over the ground, and it turned out to be his flesh and blood!

The imp laughed more and more cheerfully, floating in the air, and disappearing again.

The soldiers of the shrine, everyone showed a look of horror.

Countless times in the field of life and death, they are not afraid of death.

But they don't want to die in vain.

Hideous and ferocious ghosts, only ordinary people are pervasive and unable to resist, and the monk's true qi or Taoism can effectively kill them.

But the attack of this red imp has no reason to talk about!

"How is it possible?" said unwillingly: "The evil spirit of the battle array itself can resist the fierce ghosts, no matter how powerful it is, it will not be allowed to run rampant." What's more, this is in broad daylight......"

Before he could finish speaking, the imp reappeared, this time in the form of a giant blood-colored anemone, hugging his face and sucking his brain with his tentacles.

The soldier's skin turned a terrifying grayish white, and he trembled amazingly, which frightened the soldiers around him, but there was nothing they could do!

Zuo Chengzheng snorted coldly, and a shot burst the soldier's head, relieving him of his pain.

But the red anemones have once again disappeared into the air for no reason!

Zuo Chengzheng knows badly.

Looking around, almost everyone looked unkind and had panic in their eyes.

This red imp from nowhere, although he has only killed a few people, has successfully disturbed the morale of his own army.

If the troops fall into a panic and the retreat turns into a panicked rout, breaking the main positions in the rear, the result will be unimaginable!

But he couldn't get rid of the red imp at all, and he couldn't restore his morale.

"Everyone, hold steady!" Zuo Chengzheng's eyes were as bright as a wolf, and he shouted loudly: "Fight and retreat, don't panic, those who violate the order, kill!"

The high-pitched threatening words kept the line steady for the time being, but the enemy on the opposite side had increasingly crossed the line of fire and was closing in on their own troops. Not only must you retreat, but you must also contain the enemy's advance.

This is difficult to imagine.

If the red imp reappears, it may be able to deal a devastating blow to the front of the Shrine Army!

"What's going on?" a black figure appeared in the middle of the formation like a ghost, and his voice was cold.

Zuo Chengzheng glanced at Yun Shuiyi.

He didn't want to be robbed of the limelight by Yun Shuiyi, but at this time, he could only hope that Yun Shuiyi would have a solution.

An iron gunner's voice trembled and told Yun Shuiyi about the murder of the red imp.

"It's a spell. ”

Yun Shuiyi said lightly: "Spell spirits are different from ghosts, of course they can't be killed. ”

"Could it be...... There's no way?"

A Divine Warrior archer asked in horror and helplessness.

"Yes. All you have to do is get rid of the caster, such a spell can't be cast from a distance, and he must be at the front of the enemy line. ”

As soon as these words came out, many people breathed a sigh of relief.

Yun Shuiyi gave a reasonable explanation, and the reason for the deaths of those people just now was finally found.

But the unstoppable, unknown attack, still scared them.

"This spell can only be cast on people who are much weaker than you. "Zuo Chengzheng said: "Otherwise, kill me directly, and most of our army's front will collapse immediately." ”

"Of course. Yun Shuiyi nodded: "Spells are not omnipotent. ”

"Is there a way to restrain yourself?" Zuo Chengzheng stared at Yun Shuiyi's beautiful face, but his eyes were like nails, without the slightest kindness.

Yun Shuiyi didn't answer, but his body floated, turned into residual light and swept away, and he actually attacked and killed the enemy formation.

She had already seen who was the caster.

Several smoke bombs exploded in front of the enemy line, and in the smoke, the Shenxiao soldiers coughed.

"Cover me. "The sound of clouds and water is like ice water.

Obviously, she and Zuo Chengzheng are loyal to different lords, and Wu Feng and Su Can are seriously opposed, but she handed over her net worth and life to Zuo Chengzheng without reservation.

Zuo Chengzheng waved his hand, and the guns were fired in unison, and the enemy formation was filled with fireworks.

In the midst of the chaos, Yun Shuiyi's eyes were like knives, staring at a handsome young man.

This young man has a strong head, extraordinary eyebrows, his eyes exude a sword-like killing intent, and a pair of sheep's horns are born on the top of his head.

"Demon Clan. Yun Shui lightly opened his red lips.

She knew that the one who could use such rare witchcraft must be the demon clan.

The boy snorted coldly, and slashed at her chest with a palm knife.

The golden light in the palm wind turned into six lightsabers.

Yun Shuiyi only rolled his eyes slightly.

The six lightsabers were all frozen.

"Are you...... The master of the sky ......" the young man said with difficulty.