The scorching sun seemed to be burning people's hearts, and the people of the Baihuang clan stayed quietly in their places one by one, sweating and didn't care, they all looked quietly in the direction of Xuandu, and occasionally someone swallowed saliva.

There is a group of children in the central hall, they are all left behind due to mediocre qualifications, although someone has told them what they will experience, but their immature eyes are still full of doubts, some children are still thinking about where to catch a cricket tomorrow to play, some are thinking about the fragrant barbecue that their mother made for them in the evening and drooling, and some are still looking up blankly thinking that they can fly freely like birds in the future.

A red streamer came from afar, and in the blink of an eye, it was outside the city of the Baihuang clan.

Led by the Ruizhou Demon Army, he rode a black horse, the horse had strong limbs, the body of the horse was smooth, the horse stepped on the clouds, had no wings to fly, neighing and howling.

Ying Qi looked at the Bai Huang clan who was on guard, condescendingly, pointed the spear in his hand and pointed directly at the central hall and said, "Zheheng, get out and die!"

"The surname wins, you have the ability to come in!" a loud voice came from it.

"Hmph. ”

Ying Qi raised his spear and pointed forward and said, "Kill!"

"Kill"

Behind Ying Qi, the red army rushed towards the city, and with a "hum", the city of the Baihuang clan lit up with light, and countless rays of light intertwined with each other and soon formed a protective barrier, and the demon army had already surrounded its city.

Seeing this scene, Ying Qi sneered and said loudly, "Attack." ”

For a while, all kinds of weapons condensed by various divine sources smashed into the enchantment, and the elders in the city put a large number of Xuanshi into the foundation stone of the formation.

Gradually, two hours passed as the sun tilted westward, and the protective barrier became less stable.

The transmission notes in the city are constantly flickering, basically conveying a message that the Xuanshi is insufficient, Zheheng looked at the sun slanting to the west, the sunlight was no longer dazzling at noon, he turned around and sent out several transmission notes and said: "The Xuanshi is gone, and the divine source in the body supports the formation." ”

The space flickered again, and finally the barrier was breached, and there were dozens of dried corpses next to a dozen cornerstones.

At this moment, Ying Qi was still sitting on the black horse and said again: "Zheheng, get out of here!"

The sound resounded throughout the city, and at this time, everyone looked at the central hall, and a figure slowly rose.

Zheheng held the treasure knife in his hand and looked coldly at the arrogant Ying Qi and said, "Do you dare to fight a thousand rounds with a big battle?"

"Hahahaha" Ying Qi laughed and said, "Why do you need a thousand rounds to kill you." With that, the spear pointed at Zheheng.

Zheheng's treasure knife came out of the shell, and a ten-zhang cyan sword slashed straight towards Ying Qi, Ying Qi jumped up from his horse, and a spear like a streamer red met the sword.

The sword and gun intersected, and the two were instantly shaken apart, Zheheng held the treasure knife in his hand, trembled slightly, and his expression was solemn.

Seeing this, Ying Qi yelled: "Kill!" and stabbed Zheheng directly with his gun, and the head of the spear was like a spirit snake spitting out a letter and stabbing at Zheheng's vital point.

Zheheng faced the menacing cold spear, wielding a knife to slash horizontally and vertically, and the shadow of the knife was a piece, and his body was retreating, advancing, defending, and attacking.

The two fought nearly a hundred moves in a moment of close combat, and the two figures in the air came and went, and the weapons collided endlessly, and the two sides hit from the sky to the ground and then from the ground to the mountains.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them returned to the sky above the city and stood opposite each other, Zheheng looked at him angrily, his murderous fighting spirit was high, several wounds on his body soaked his clothes and pants, and the blood ran down the knife handle with both hands.

There were two or three knife marks on Ying Qi's armor, the spear was drooping, the tip of the spear was dripping with blood, his eyes were indifferent and his face was pale, he didn't expect a clan leader to be so tenacious.

Zheheng looked at the Xidang Sun, put the treasure knife in his hand and began to seal quickly, and the whole body rune was obviously to use the secret technique used by Feng Yuan.

Ying Qi saw it and sneered and said, "Okay! ”

I saw Ying Qi shake off the blood stains on the spear, and then threw up the Shen Yuan of his body and burst into the spear, the spear instantly released a dazzling light, seeing a big seal like a big house and a big town, Ying Qi Shenyuan was dressed and grinned, raised his head and said: "It's good to come!"

The spear became brighter and brighter, and Ying Qi waved upwards and said, "Break!"

Dazzling spears shot out like arrows from the bow.

"Bang bang bang" A series of sounds sounded, and the spear pierced into the suppression of the Great Seal inch by inch, the energy between the gun prints overflowed, Ying Qi frantically transported the divine source, the Great Seal collapsed inch by inch under the fierce attack, Zheheng worked hard to convey the divine source, and the blood in his mouth flowed out like water.

The "boom" seal finally collapsed, and the spear broke out of the seal and went straight to the sky, and then turned back and stabbed at Zheheng's chest, Zheheng fell in the air and looked at the stabbing spear, turned his head to look at the west, looked at the slanting sun and smiled.

"Poof" spear passed through the chest, and took Zheheng's body to fix on the flagpole of the Baihuang banner in the center of the city, Zheheng vomited blood, and then hung softly on it, Ying Qi beckoned to withdraw the spear, and Zheheng's body fell down.

Seeing the anger of the Bai Imperial Clan below, the guards shouted, "Kill!" raised their weapons and rushed towards the surrounding sergeants.

Dozens of demon guards attacked and defended in a group, and the Bai Huang guards rushed to those soldiers in anger, and tens of thousands of Bai Huang guards were killed after more than half an hour of fighting on both sides, and only a small part of the demon soldiers were killed and injured.

Many of the corpses of the Baihuang clan guards were biting their broken fingers and ears in their mouths, and some of them were clutching the weapons of the demon warriors and died, and the stumps and broken arms were scattered everywhere.

Ying Qi's eyes were indifferent and he looked at the people of the Baihuang clan who were densely approaching the Baihuang banner, and waved his big hand to order: "Don't leave one, cut me to the Baihuang banner!"

All the Demon Warriors descended into an attack formation and approached it step by step.

Groups of young people with low cultivation rushed over to form a human wall to resist, and they were killed by the demon army in a moment.

Batches of old and weak women and children took up arms to form a human wall, and the demon slayer stepped through the corpse with a slight hesitation.

Finally, a group of children rushed out of the central hall to pick up the swords that had fallen to the ground and formed a human wall to surround them, at which point the Demon Warrior stopped, and they looked at each other.

The children were as tall as the waist of the adults, and the youngest could still hear the cries in the hall, and they struggled to raise the swords in their hands, with tears in their eyes, but they were strong and unyielding, looking at the adults covered in blood.

Ying Qi fell from the sky and looked at these children, and after a few breaths, he said coldly to the sergeant beside him: "None of them will be left." ”

Time seems to stand still, and from then on, there is one less figure catching crickets, one less little gluttonous ghost who drools at watching barbecue at night, and one less figure flying in the sky in the future.

"Boom" Emperor Baihuang Banner fell to the ground in response, stirring up dust, and the surrounding demon soldiers cheered with joy that they did not win the battle, looking at the pair of wide-open eyes near the banner, tears rolled in their eyes.

The sun had finally set, and there was the crackling of torches and the unhurried sound of horses' hooves in the silence of the night.