readx;? At this time, although it is autumn, the sun at noon is still particularly dazzling, the fragments of countless corpses in the same city, like snowflakes, there are only two people on the city tower, after two rounds of attacks, the 100,000 demons brought by Jiang Lang are even more afraid of Liu Zhengyu's side This young man who twists his neck from time to time and is dressed in armor. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"You waste, hurry up and let the wall and the sky go to war. Liu Zhengyu didn't make a move, and thousands of people were already scattered, and Jiang Lang was a little angry.

The people around Jiang Lang hesitated for a moment, lowered their heads and whispered to the king, the king of the destruction of the wall and Cangjing said halfway that they had left because of something. ”

Jiang Lang was furious in an instant, and the ruined wall and Cangjing left without saying hello. At this time, he was superb in cultivation, and he had no one in his eyes. The spear in his hand pierced directly into the person.

"I'm the king. ”

Seeing that Jiang Lang even killed people, the little demon who had been following the destruction of the wall also began to slowly move backwards, for fear of being killed.

"Yes. The little demon hurriedly turned around and left, for fear of angering Jiang Lang.

Liu Zhengyu and Xing Ke were still standing on the city wall, facing the black oppressive figure, their eyes were like torches, and they were glaring at everything.

In an instant, thirteen bald heads, dressed in various colors and holding the same weapon giant axe in their hands, were stepping from the air.

The dragon tendon soft sword made a crisp sound, and flew directly out of the sheath to Liu Zhengyu's hand, his eyes glanced at the thirteen bald heads, and he understood that these people's cultivation was not weak, at least they had reached the realm of demon exchange.

The thirteen people raised their axes at the same time, and one after another white light and lightning battled towards Liu Zhengyu and Xing Ke.

The two of them flipped in the air one after another, and where the white light gathered, the city walls were punched out of huge holes. When the figure dodged, Liu Zhengyu leaned over and drew a sword, and a sword aura flashed towards everyone.

Thirteen people also quickly waved the giant axe to block the sword qi, at this time Liu Zhengyu also flew into the air with a somersault, the soft sword was extremely sharp, and in a blink of an eye, the thirteen people were killed by Liu Zhengyu and four people.

Xing Ke waved the long soft whip in his hand, and soon participated in the battle, fighting again and again in the air, only to see bald heads, beaten falls, half a cup of tea, these practices are not weak, the thirteen demons of Hutouling, who have practiced for thousands of years, have not survived in their lives.

Liu Zhengyu and Xing Ke flew to the city wall again.

Xing Ke touched his neck, his eyes stared at the city, and he said that it is not a way to fight like this?"

100,000 horses, even if they stand still, kill the two of them one by one, I'm afraid they won't have the slightest physical strength after killing.

Liu Zhengyu nodded.

"Capture the thief and capture the king, if I have the opportunity, I will go directly to fight Jiang Lang. ”

"Okay, but you want to. ”

This sentence can be said in Xing Ke's mouth, Liu Zhengyu is very grateful in his heart, and he looks at Xing Ke.

"I have flowers on my face?" said Xing Ke without looking at Liu Zhengyu.

"Thank you, you have to add more. ”

Xing Ke didn't speak, just a smile appeared on his face, since he chose to come here, he had no intention of leaving alive.

Jiang Lang was not surprised by the departure of the thirteen demons, this was something he had expected, as long as he could kill Liu Zhengyu, even if he sacrificed the 100,000 soldiers and horses he brought, he would feel that it was worth it, he had already regarded the living beings as nothing, as long as he could eradicate the biggest enemy in his mind, he could ignore the casualties.

"Are the archers ready. ”

"Your Majesty, everything is ready. ”

Jiang Lang smiled coldly, and pointed his spear at the city wall.

"Give me arrows. ”

In an instant, tens of thousands of arrows, blocking the sun, flew towards the city wall together.

"Poison in the arrow. ”

After Liu Zhengyu finished speaking, the horizontal sword drew a line, and a white wall of qi blocked in front of him, and Xing Ke also rotated the soft whip in front of him for a while, and the green light also surrounded it.

Ten thousand arrows hit the wall of air and the green light, and immediately fell down, when it fell, it turned into water, flowing to the entire city, like sulfuric acid, bubbling all over the ground, and then billowing smoke appeared, the entire city was covered in smoke, and the vision of the two began to blur.

Liu Zhengyu was secretly shocked in his heart, Jiang Lang was really vicious, and he really poisoned the arrow. It's just that the old and weak people living in the city are suffering, because of the frail and old, these people are not willing to run, although the only remaining Liu Jiajun has been evacuated, but in their minds, the god-like king, still in order to protect everyone, and the people live and die, but where the smoke drifts through, as long as the smoke is inhaled, people will immediately fall to the ground and die, not many people fall into the smoke.

Watching the poisonous gas kill hundreds of people, Liu Zhengyu was already powerless and surrounded by the poisonous gas, but the anger in his heart had burned to the extreme.

The river waves in the distance and the 100,000 people he brought with him also wore masks.

Jiang Lang showed a smile at the corner of his eyes, at this time he was empty-eyed, in his opinion, Liu Zhengyu could not escape, he just wanted to play with a cat and mouse, and slowly watched the other party being teased by him and died.

Liu Zhengyu tore open his shirt and covered his nose. The anger in his heart also made him mad. In a burst, the human sword merged, and he rushed out directly from the wall caused by the sword qi, through the heavy smoke, and rushed directly into the thousands of horses.

With the whirring wind and white light, the dragon tendon soft sword flew quickly towards the river waves, and the soft sword passed, and countless demons were injured by the sword qi.

Jiang Lang's cultivation at this time made a lot of breakthroughs, and when he saw Liu Zhengyu, who was in one sword, attacking, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and at the same time raised his spear, preparing for a battle.

Liu Zhengyu knew how powerful Jiang Lang was, although he wanted to kill him, but he didn't dare to fight hard, when he was still a few meters away from Jiang Lang, he also quickly separated from the software, held the sword with both hands, and slashed at Jiang Lang with a heavy sword.

The waves of the river rose into the sky and went straight to the sky. The sword qi hit the chariot, and the chariot was instantly torn apart.

Seeing Liu Zhengyu flying out of the sword, countless demons also swung their weapons at him.

Liu Zhengyu was in the midst of the enemy army, seeing Jiang Lang flying into the air, unwilling to entangle with the people around him, the soft sword blocked the opponent's weapon again and again, a rotation in the air, and the sword qi instantly filled the surroundings.

"Haha, Liu Zhengyu you have to die today. Jiang Lang stood above the clouds, as if he had long expected that Liu Zhengyu would come here.

Liu Zhengyu also stood high in the air, with a horizontal sword on his chest, and a cold light was emitted in his eyes.

"Not many people want me to die, do you end up?".

Jiang Lang understood the meaning of Liu Zhengyu's words.

"Why do you keep going against me?"

Liu Zhengyu sneered.

"Who released you from the Demon Suppression Tower, I really regret that I didn't have a sword to end your life on Fuhu Mountain. ”

"I want to thank you for this, if you hadn't put me in the Demon Suppression Tower, I wouldn't have been able to absorb the primordial gods of Yunying and Long Lie, let alone get the demon boy primordial gods in the Medicine King Valley. Jiang Lang had a smug look on his face.

The dragon tendon soft sword made a crisp sound, and the green dragon in the soft sword was also roaring, although Long Lie was also evil, but after all, he was still his uncle, and Qinglong also took good care of him when he was a child.

"Are you a brute?" Liu Zhengyu scolded.

"Haha, your cultivation is not easy, as long as you are willing to take refuge under my command, I can consider not killing you. ”

Liu Zhengyu didn't want to say much to this beast, clenched the soft sword, drew a line in front of him, rolled for a while, played an illusory sword technique, and fought towards the river waves.

Jiang Lang's figure flashed, the spear pointed at Liu Zhengyu, and a pillar of red light erupted from the spear.

Liu Zhengyu immediately turned the direction of the attack, flashed the pillar of light, and came at great speed, and the person also said in front of Jiang Lang, slashing horizontally with a sword.

Jiang Lang's spear stood up, blocking the soft sword, and at the same time swinging the spear quickly.

The dragon tendon soft sword and the spear collided again and again, and Liu Zhengyu also began to be shocked, and every time he collided, he could feel his arm sore. Unexpectedly, after a few days, Jiang Lang's cultivation was much higher.

Liu Zhengyu's combat effectiveness is super strong, he and Jiang Lang are roughly two realms apart in Wuzu cultivation, using the essence of his familiar illusory swordsmanship, he and the opponent have fought in the air for hundreds of rounds, and it is difficult to distinguish between them.

However, Liu Zhengyu's forehead was already covered with beads of sweat, and the repeated fights made him consume a lot of physical strength, plus although his combat strength was strong, his strength was not as good as that of the other party, every time the weapons of the two sides met, the arm holding the sword would feel like being hit by Wan Jun's heavy punch, and the pain was incomparable.

Jiang Lang was at ease, he finally found pleasure in battle, and he was able to kill Liu Zhengyu, who was experienced in melee combat and had super combat effectiveness, so no one in the world could match him.

The battle continued, and seeing that Liu Zhengyu was gradually losing his strength, Jiang Lang's attack was even more fierce.

Liu Zhengyu was beaten back again and again, and finally Jiang Lang found the right opportunity, and the spear pierced his shoulder, but he couldn't retreat, let the qi and blood spill from the air to the earth, even though the shoulder was hit by Jiang Lang's gravity, the pain was unbearable.

Seeing that Liu Zhengyu was injured, Jiang Lang laughed three times, and the attack became more rapid.

Liu Zhengyu could only keep dodging, and the battle was becoming more and more unfavorable to him.

At this time, a soft whip flew up into the air, swaying from side to side, and kept attacking Jiang Lang. The person who holds the whip is none other than the Torturer.

After all, Xing Ke had also reached the realm of Martial Ancestor, and Jiang Lang did not dare to be careless at all, waving his spear and counterattacking.

With the addition of Xing Ke, Liu Zhengyu's pressure was also slightly eased, and the two of them stood left and right, attacking Jiang Lang in the middle at the same time.

The battle also began to become more intense, and after about a hundred rounds of the three-person battle, Jiang Lang's spear was still shrinking freely, both offensive and defensive. It's hard to solve in an instant.

The longer it goes, the more unfavorable it is to Liu Zhengyu and Xing Ke, although it is World War II, Jiang Lang's cultivation is higher than them, and his physical strength, strength, and Yuan Shen are much higher than them.

Seeing that the strength of the two was insufficient, Jiang Lang also began to attack, the top of the spear spun rapidly, and the two people standing on his left and right were forced to retreat again and again by the opponent's powerful true qi.

Jiang Lang had a phantom body, and a phantom came out of his body, but his real body held the spear tightly and pierced Liu Zhengyu's heart.

Seeing that the spear stabbed straight at him with a dazzling red light, Liu Zhengyu took a deep breath and cut through the sky with a sword, he didn't plan to dodge, he wanted to take Jiang Lang's blow hard.