What is the special role of General Xilin in Zuo Wuzhou's soul cultivation? Everyone should have guessed something when they saw this.

The war between Hongchen and Xilin was very disapproving in Zuo Wuzhou's heart. He is neither a Hongchen nor a Xilin person, a person who has passed through the war, an outsider to the war.

This was not indifference and hard-heartedness, but because he did not have the same pain as the Creekers - in fact, many of the Creeks were indifferent to the war outsiders, let alone a real outsider.

However, there is Chen Zongzhi, a comrade-in-arms and friend, about the passionate blood of the soul cultivators such as Dragon and Tiger, and the slaughter instigated by the royal family. Red Tan vows to kill him, when he is Red Tan's future enemy. Xilin Iron Heart wants to protect him when he is the hope of the future.

Many things are often not transformed immediately, but in a subtle process.

The various chips and events overwhelmed the impartial balance in Zuo Wuzhou's heart little by little, and tilted the balance towards Xilin people.

When I saw more than 600 heads stacked into a mountain in the square, I couldn't see it. Zuo Wuzhou didn't like it very much and hated the royal family. On the contrary, he had a slight affection for Xilin.

He decided not to be an outsider for a while, and to get involved and experience what it was like to fight for something and someone. Compared to the kind of indifference that has nothing to do with himself, this makes him much more comfortable.

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The more he has the experience of being wasted for ten years, the more Zuo Wuzhou cherishes his time and cherishes every opportunity to cultivate.

He had been recalling a very special experience, in the prison, he shocked the killing of the eighth rank with the cultivation of the fifth grade. The soul power of the eighth grade is definitely beyond the reach of the fifth grade.

Even when he thinks about it now, it still feels incredible, and it makes him feel more confident.

The concussion that killed Bapin, he tried, but he couldn't use it no matter what. It's like missing a realization, a wonderful opportunity to realize.

After thinking about it, I have arrived at the north gate.

Zuo Wuzhou stared at the tall city gate and city wall, and there was a hint of coldness: "The main force of the Red Tan Army has already gone out of the city and pushed to the front line, and there is only one ninth rank and five eighth grades in the city. One of the eight pins was killed by me in the prison, and there are still four left. Kill the eight products of the North Gate first. ”

Even if he relied on the wonderful move of concussion to kill the eighth pin, although it was short, Zuo Wuzhou still clearly understood that it was difficult to deal with the eighth rank alone, and the ninth rank was definitely not something he could deal with.

Soon after Zuo Wuzhou arrived at the north gate, the north gate quickly stirred.

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Guan Longhu personally led two hundred soul cultivators to launch an offensive towards the north gate.

The main force of Hongchen has already left for the front line, and it is mainly the city guards who remain in Bazhong City, and of course the combat effectiveness cannot be compared with the main combat force. What's more, the Hongchen defenders still have to guard the four city gates, and the troops are scattered.

Guan Longhu personally led a group of six-grade masters and took the lead in killing the city gate. Those soldiers at the city gate, where are the opponents of the six grades, a few of them have been cleaned up.

Guan Longhu didn't have time to think about it, according to the predetermined steps, he waved his hand categorically: "Follow me, rush to the city!"

Guan Longhu's heart moved, and he picked up the weapon of the Red Soldier from the ground, and the others picked it up in a good way. When these twenty or so people attacked the city, the city head gave an order with a roar, and countless arrows rained down in a somewhat loose volley!

"Kill!" the cry was like a huge thunder falling from the sky, and it shook people's hearts.

Guan Longhu's face was full of beard and mighty. The muscles of the whole body are as tough as steel, and he raises his hand to throw the steel knife he picked up to the city!

The steel knife broke through the air, and swished through the hole to kill countless rising soldiers. The Red Tan Army at the head of the city watched Guan Longhu, who was in the lead, kill in a very powerful way, and was immediately shocked.

Guan Longhu laughed wildly: "Come on, you red people, come and fight me for three hundred rounds." You only dare to bully civilians, but you don't dare to fight us, you red people are all cowards. ”

If you change to a soul cultivator, you may rush down and fight for three hundred rounds. But the Red Tan Army is an army, and it has the advantage of geographical advantages, so how can it abandon its advantage for a few curses.

The people under the city could not take it, and the people at the head of the city did not want to venture down. The Red Army has geographical advantages and organizational discipline, and if it continues like this, it is likely to be a stalemate. When reinforcements from other doors come, Guan Longhu's group will inevitably be defeated.

The only variable came at this moment!

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The horse's hooves beat like war drums on the drum in the heart of every red army, and in the distance, a war horse galloped forward.

In an instant, this group of soul cultivators was caught off guard, and they broke through from among the soul cultivators. On horseback was a flag commander in a red military uniform, his head was steaming white, and the blood on his face could not hide the fear in his face!

The eight-rank officer at the head of the city saw this person coming, and his heart shrank violently: "Could it be that there is something wrong with the other doors?"

This person was also resolute, seeing that the flag chief was coming, and the road to the head of the city was blocked by Guan Longhu and others. Without hesitation, this man immediately ordered: "Go down to the city and answer him!"

The flag commander jumped up from the galloping horse, and the steel knife in his hand slashed continuously, and in the response of everyone in the city, he luckily broke through the defense line of Guan Longhu and others!

The eight-rank officer hurriedly passed: "Let's go, let's go to the city first!"

Before he could finish speaking, a steel knife slashed through his throat with a slash!

Too close, too sudden!

The eight-rank officer covered his throat, his face twitched, and the color of blood quickly drained, and the blood was whining like the wind, and a red line burst out of his throat!

The "colleague" who attacked him in front of him had a phantomous face, and he suddenly changed his true face, a handsome and heroic face, a face that the three princes vowed to kill!

It turned out to be a "young assassin"!

He finally understood why the third prince was crazy and determined to put this young man to death!

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Seeing Bapin's unwilling fall, Guan Longhu was ecstatic: "Succeeded!"

"Rush to the head of the city and kill the Red Warrior!" Guan Longhu raised his right arm, pointed his long knife at the sky, and ordered with a roar!

"Kill the Red Warriors!" the soul cultivators burst into a burst of momentum.

Bapin is dead, and there is Zuo Wuzhou stirring up the wind and rain on the city, and after assassinating two Qipin in a row. Finally, there was no more powerful force at the head of the city to stop them from rushing to the top of the city.

When Guan Longhu and others rushed to the city, they took the lead in seizing the position at the head of the city, and fought fiercely to the death with the leaderless Red Tan army. Compared to the hasty Red Warrior Army, the Soul Cultivators had a clear goal, that is, to kill the officers first, and then the soldiers.

Until all the officers are killed, and the soldiers become a plate of scattered sand.

The Red Army at the North Gate was not the main force in battle, and its rank was generally inferior to that of the main army. After losing the military chief eight-rank master, and killing several seven-rank masters in a row, the soul cultivator's side was led by the dragon and tiger, and he quickly seized the advantage.

A ** soul monk slaughtered the city, shouting a boiling slogan excitedly: "Kill the Red Monk!"

One after another, the Red Warriors fell in pools of blood under the attack of the high-morale Soul Cultivators!

The battle situation has evolved to this point, Guan Longhu is so happy that he can't keep his mouth shut, and he is secretly worried: "The reinforcements from the other three gates will come over soon, and we must end the battle as soon as possible and meet the battle again." ”

However, Guan Longhu can also see it clearly. At the moment, morale is the highest, and everyone is aiming to kill the Red Soldiers, and if the Soul Cultivators are prevented from continuing to kill all the Red Soldiers, then the momentum will be forcibly interrupted. But if you don't stop it, you won't have time to readjust to the battle.

Mentioning this worry to Zuo Wuzhou, Zuo Wuzhou glanced at him in surprise and thought, "Guan Longhu seems to have a great talent for commanding the army. ”

With Zuo Wuzhou's shouting, it was much easier to urge the other soul cultivators to stop, and to force the Red Warriors to surrender. After all, he is the spiritual banner of this team.

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The more intense the battle, the closer the level of the two sides of the battle, the greater the consumption of soul power, and the more difficult it is to last.

Guan Longhu's worries are definitely not just thinking about it, there will be several waves of battles in the future, if he can't maintain his full soul power, why face the Red Tan Army.

Guan Longhu knew very well that Zuo Wuzhou was the spiritual leader of this team, and whether he could fight back and capture the city depended on Zuo Wuzhou's close assassination. After pondering for a while, he took out a semi-transparent gem from his body: "Your soul power has consumed a lot, and this magic crystal can replenish your soul power!"

Zuo Wuzhou never knew what the magic crystal was: "What is this?"

Guan Longhu saw that there was no one left and right, and said in a sneaky voice: "The magic crystal is generally a treasure only available to the Soul Martial Venerable, and you can quickly draw a kind of energy from the magic crystal into the body to replenish the soul power, and I also accidentally obtained a few pieces of this thing!"

Zuo Wuzhou's eyebrows moved: "There are such good things? ”

Guan Longhu waved his hand and laughed rudely: "This kind of treasure is very expensive, it is not a Soul Martial Venerable, and ordinary people can't afford it." ”

Zuo Wuzhou was determined in his heart, and the cost of killing the eight products was really not small. With this treasure, you can guarantee a continuous battle.

The soul monk hurriedly came: "The Red Warrior Army at the East Gate is here!"

Zuo Wuzhou and Guan Longhu glanced at each other, gathered their soul power and shouted: "Brothers, prepare to fight!"

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