The army of the Northern Tribes all pressed up, like a flood, rushing into the city through the gap. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The army in Tianzhou City swarmed and immediately killed it to block the gap. The soldiers of the two sides fought to the death, strangled together, and it was difficult to separate. And some people from the Northern Tribes killed along the city wall to both sides, occupying more city walls, so that a large number of people from the Northern Tribes could climb over the city walls and rush into the city.

Kill Kill Kill!!

In a bloody battle of life and death, both sides were red-eyed, desperate to fight each other, and completely forgot their own strength level. People who have the strength of the Quenching Body Realm dare to fight to the Qi Refining Realm, and the strength of the Qi Refining Realm does not care about the Shenhai Realm. All people, as long as they have a breath of air, all of them are desperate to move forward, even if they die, they must die with each other.

Everyone understands in their hearts that if the Northern Clan wins this battle, they will be the masters of the Heavenly Star Domain from now on, and the people of the Tianzhou Kingdom will be slaves forever. If the Tianzhou Kingdom is defeated, the Northern Clan will also die, and from then on, there will be no Northern Clan in the Tianxing Domain.

For the sake of their own descendants, they will not be **** and will be slaved forever. Everyone who fights to the death is not afraid of death. No one can afford to lose this battle to the death, and it must be won, even if it is a tragic victory!

Somewhere, someone beat the drums of war. The sound of the drum seemed to have a mysterious power, and when the soldiers of the Tianzhou Army heard the sound of the drum, they immediately let out a heaven-shattering cry, pressing back the rushing Northern army.

At this time, the sound of the war drums of the Northern army was also heard outside the city, and the sound was obviously different from the war drums of the Tianzhou army. When the people of the Northern Clan heard the sound of war drums, they immediately went crazy, and instantly took the advantage again.

A group of people from the sect rushed up, about a thousand people, and immediately defeated the Northern Clan. The people of the Wizard Hall here are also hundreds of people, roaring and killing together, and the disciples of the Tianzhou National Sect are in close combat.

A disciple of the sect was about to perform his martial arts, but before he could concentrate and put on a posture, several disciples of the Wizard Hall rushed up, and several throwing spears shot fiercely, instantly penetrating his body and killing him.

The people of the Wizard Hall on the other side were similar, and when they were accumulating strength, they were slashed by the flying sword of the sect disciple and fell to the ground. More than a dozen Tianzhou sergeants rushed forward, and although he killed five people, he himself died under the sword.

In the melee of the chaotic army, no one is waiting for you to gather strength and strength, only by constantly swinging the knife and slashing is the right solution.

The imperial city of tens of thousands of years, a city that has never experienced war, fell into a pool of blood in an instant. In the incessant sound of killing, blood stained the city and the streets and alleys, and the bloody breath filled the void, like a red mist.

And on the other side of the gap, there is a different scene of hell.

Countless dead bodies were driven by the corpse sect and rushed towards the Tianzhou soldiers. In an instant, a Tianzhou sergeant fell in a pool of blood, was disemboweled, and died in a miserable wail.

In an instant, the dead body rushed into the city, rampaging unhindered, and the Tianzhou army could only retreat in defeat.

At this time, the Flower Venerable Lord of Qianxue Valley rushed over with the disciples of the sect. After a fight, he finally stabilized his position and blocked the attack of the dead body.

"These are just ordinary dead bodies, you have to keep them! If you can't keep them, it's a capital crime! Think about the family behind you, do you want your family to be untouchable slaves for eternity?" Lord Hua rebuked several generals loudly.

Several generals showed shame on their faces and led their subordinates to cover up the past.

Lord Hua Zun ordered the disciples of the sect to assist the Tianzhou Army to destroy the dead body.

The disciples of the sect had to order them to go down, take out some potions and spray them. The dead body was stained with the potion, as if it was stuck in a quagmire, and its movements were much more clumsy, and even if it walked faster, it would fall on its own.

Seeing this scene, the Tianzhou army was greatly boosted, and they rushed up and cut the dead bodies into several pieces.

At that moment, a figure swooped down in the air.

The two exchanged moves, each standing out of thin air, looking at each other.

"Sect Master Zhang Hanshui Zhang, your corpse sect is still on the side of the Northern Clan! Have you forgotten all the previous oaths?" asked the Flower Venerable Lord in a loud voice.

"Lord Huazun, this is the one who knows the times is Junjie, the Heavenly Star Domain is from the Northern Clan sooner or later, why don't you just go back to the throne and protect your foundation in Qianxue Valley?" Zhang Hanshui said with a smile.

"You have also been promoted to the Divine Sea Realm, it seems that you have returned to the Northern Clan and gained a lot of benefits. Lord Hua said.

"You're not the same, if I'm not mistaken, that silver-masked person is a disciple of the sect who walked out of the Heavenly Star Domain from the secret path of the sect and returned, right? Zhang Hanshui said with a smile.

"In that case, it's useless to talk about it. "Lord Hua Zun drew his sword in his hand, and pointed to the cold water of Zhang.

Zhang Hanshui took out a jet-black steel whip and slashed towards the Flower Venerable Lord, whew! A whip shadow was above the void, evolving into an optimus pillar, and fell towards the Flower Venerable Lord.

The Flower Venerable Lord's long sword swung and evolved into a huge sword shape, blocking the opponent's attack.

Boom! The sword-shaped whip shadows derived by the two collided in the void and disappeared into invisibility together, but the aftermath was like a storm, spreading out in all directions.

Boom! The surrounding houses shook violently, crumbling and collapsing in an instant, turning into a place of ruins.

Lord Hua's figure regressed, and his strength was inferior to Zhang Hanshui, and under the hard fight, he suddenly showed a decline.

Zhang Hanshui let out a long roar, and his body reached the front of the Flower Venerable Lord in one step, and attacked.

Although the Flower Venerable knew that his strength was inferior to that of the other party, he still gritted his teeth and made a move.

A figure suddenly appeared next to him, dodging the figure of the Flower Venerable Lord to the side, bang! Zhang Hanshui flew backwards, and withdrew dozens of feet in the air before he stood firm, and Wei Wuji stood in the middle of the field.

Lord Hua nodded to Wei Wuji, and led his disciples to the side to clear the dead body.

"The Man in the Silver Mask!?"

Zhang Hanshui looked at Wei Wuji, his face was cold for a while, and his heart became uneasy.

Since the war of the Northern Clan, many people have died at the hands of the Silver Mask, and many of them have existed in ancient times. Regarding the details of the silver mask, various rumors are rampant, and there is no consensus. But no one knows what is sacred. The only thing that is true and credible is the strength of the man in the silver mask, which is unfathomable and invincible.

Thinking of this, Zhang Hanshui began to prepare to escape. The silver mask has its own strong man's shot, and his own insignificant strength should not be forced.

Wei Wuji saw that the other party was about to slip away, his body moved to block, and he raised his hand to attack and kill him.

Zhang Hanshui was shocked, waved his hands, took out the puppets of the two birds, and attacked Wei Wuji.

The puppets of the two flying birds are refined from the dead bodies of demonic beasts, and their power is several times stronger than that of living bodies. But for Wei Wuji, this trick is like a child's toy.

Bang bang! Two sword qi slashed towards it, and the two bird puppets were cut in two and fell to the ground.

Wei Wuji punched back, and the fist mark of the phantom was like a streamer, suppressing Zhang Hanshui.

Zhang Hanshui parried with his fist, his body flew backwards again, and slammed into a wall, knocking out a huge hole in the thick wall of bluestone and falling behind.

Wei Wuji stepped forward and stood beside Zhang Hanshui.

"Wait, wait, I have something to say, don't kill me. Zhang Hanshui hurriedly begged for mercy and shouted out.

(To be continued.) )