"Hmph!" Grandmother snorted angrily, and then the artifact God of War Salute in her hand suddenly shot out, turning into a hundred white sword lights and shooting at the third group of the hundred minotaurs who had already jumped up.

"Whew!Wow!Wow!" In the screams, none of these guys could cross the moat, they were shot down by their grandmothers, and then they fell into the river one after another, and they showed their heads in embarrassment for a long time, although they did not die with their tenacious vitality, but they were all opened by their grandmother's sharp sword qi in their bodies, and they temporarily lost their combat effectiveness. They were just too careless.

When the fourth group of minotaurs saw this, they didn't stop, they thought that it was their grandmother's sneak attack just now that they could succeed, so they only intentionally or unintentionally protected the totem pole from the vital point, and still wanted to jump against the city wall. But unexpectedly, this time it was even worse, after the minotaurs jumped up just now, the grandmother arrived, so I had to use a lot of fighting spirit to offset the momentum of these big guys.

Now these minotaurs who haven't jumped yet, when they were about to jump, they were attacked by their grandmother, and a hundred sword lights happened to shoot at the root of their thighs, so that they didn't jump at all, and they all rolled into the river because of the huge momentum!

And this time, my grandmother's vindictiveness has saved a lot. Even so, as a sword skill, this move "Silver Dragon Hundred Blows" also cost her a lot of fighting energy, especially the first blow, in order not to let them get close to the city wall, grandmother deliberately increased the intensity of the fighting energy, and offset the huge power of the hundred minotaurs charging with all their strength, at least about half of her fighting energy was exhausted, but fortunately, she relied on the sharpness of the artifact in the second time, saving a lot of effort. However, although the grandmother has not exhausted her fighting spirit, she has absolutely no strength to put the same big move again. However, the grandmother still put on a posture of attack, and her incomparably powerful momentum frightened the fifth group of minotaurs.

Seeing the miserable experience of the comrades in front of him and the fierce momentum of his grandmother, the fifth group of minotaurs didn't dare to jump blindly anymore, that is, looking for death, a totem pole could not protect the huge body of the minotaur at all. So, they stopped the momentum of the rush, and the hooves of the oxen plowed the ground into two deep marks.

Although they went berserk, their brains did not burn. This is because there are many races that will be used to madness this skill, and it will produce different ways and effects, and the minotaur needs to be matched with the mysterious power in the war song and totem pole when casting, and the speed is very slow. It's not the same as my berserker, saying that the berserker is berserk in the blink of an eye, and the effect of the minotaur berserker is much worse than that of the berserker. However, there is a disadvantage over the other. Not only do the Minotaurs wake up after they go berserk, but they still know how to use tactics and avoid danger, and the sequelae of their madness are much less severe than those of berserkers, and they are completely recovered in just a few days.

Therefore, the captain of the fifth group of minotaurs made a quick decision, ordered to stop the offensive today, and then flashed to the side, gave way to the people behind, and raised the totem pole vigilantly to cover for the next group of minotaurs. Obviously, they have been practicing for I don't know how many times, and this set has been made without delay. Quickly and effectively.

As soon as they got into their poses, the sixth group arrived, under the double cover of the comrades in the fifth group with their bodies and totem poles. They are absolutely safe, at least until they take off. At this time, Grandmother's reinforcements had just arrived on the city wall, and once they were told to jump, it was obviously difficult for a few Sword Masters to withstand the onslaught of a hundred Minotaurs!

In desperation, Grandmother could no longer hide her secrets, and before the Minotaur could jump, she jumped off the wall and swooped across the moat. Just as the sixth wave of minotaurs was ready to jump, she activated a scroll that had been treasured for decades, and the time of the Great Prophecy stood still!

This was when my grandmother was young, and her father, the previous pope, was worried that she would be in danger if she was always playing around. And the strongest prophecy scroll that she had deliberately spent nearly three years of life force to make for her stood still for twenty seconds, and its range reached a terrifying level within a radius of kilometers. Except for the grandmother who cast the scroll, no one could move in it, not even in the blink of an eye.

This scroll grandmother always cherished, because it was bought by her father for three years of life, so she cherished it very much. So, until today, my grandmother, big and small, has never used it in countless life and death situations, and has been kept as a relic of missing my father until now.

However, at this critical moment, she finally had to use it. Once the city walls were destroyed and hundreds of thousands of powerful orcs poured in, there were definitely not many of the more than a million people in the Iron Furnace Fort who could escape this catastrophe. For the sake of the safety of her son, grandson, subordinates, and millions of soldiers and civilians, she resolutely broke her oath.

I saw a golden scroll suddenly appear in my grandmother's hand, and then silently turned into countless shining points of light, and then disappeared. According to it, everything within a kilometer radius of my grandmother was all stationary, and whether it was a human sword master or a minotaur, all of them were stationary, still maintaining the various postures just now, or guarding, or jumping, or running wildly, and so on.

They stopped, but Grandmother didn't stop, she increased her speed to the extreme in an instant, and in less than ten seconds, she walked back and forth on the edge of the moat, and cut off the heads of 200 minotaurs with the sharp artifact sword in her hand.

Then the grandmother quickly approached the seventh group of minotaurs, and they were still running in unison. It turned out to be a neat formation to reduce casualties, but at this time it became their talisman, and the grandmother quickly flashed to the end of the seventh team of minotaurs, and then took out the bet "Roar of the Angry Dragon" deposited by the poor road, shot an arrow, and then flashed back to the city wall without looking at the shield.

Although it didn't take much effort to slash and shoot just now, the rapid movement still drained the last trace of my grandmother's fighting spirit. But it was finally done in twenty seconds, and it wasn't until she brushed her slightly messy hair in the Wall King's style that the twenty seconds had just arrived.

In the stunned eyes of everyone above and below the city wall, the fifth team of minotaurs who were guarding suddenly all the heads fell off and lay dead all over the ground. The sixth team of minotaurs jumped in the air according to the huge inertia, but unfortunately their strength was not enough, and they separated one after another halfway through the jump. Then fall into the moat. Only about twenty of the minotaurs in the seventh group were still running forward as if nothing had happened, and the rest of the dozen or so only ran a few steps before falling to the ground and never getting up again, all of them with a puncture wound on their heads, and their brains mixed with blood kept coming out.

The fall of the minotaur of the seventh team was so sudden that the minotaur of the eighth team tripped over the corpse of his comrades before he could react, and the huge inertia formed by the huge body and lightning speed made them roll out all the way for dozens of meters before stopping, and they were all thrown into a daze. I can't get up for a long time.

Grandmother's great power directly leveled the offensive of the third, fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh, eight, and six teams of minotaurs, which greatly boosted the morale of the human race. And by the time the ninth and tenth teams of the Minotaurs arrived, they had already lost the courage and desire to attack again, so what was the use of hitting these two more times? The city wall was still ten meters thick, where could it be smashed open with two blows?

Outside the scope of the Great Prophecy, the poor Dao and the leaders of the orcs witnessed this terrible scene together, and all the minotaurs were all still, at the mercy of their grandmother, which was a shocking sight. It's horrible. The terrifying Great Prophecy Spell made the poor Dao frown. This kind of perverted spell is really a headache for anyone who sees it?

If only I hadn't been afraid before. However, in my current state, facing the top, I will definitely die, and combined with the terrible strength of the Holy See this time, Poor Dao is depressed to find that it seems that my future road is really tortuous and long! However, Poor Dao was immediately relieved. Is there a challenge to be fun? Can such a difficult thing be put in the eyes of our three evils? It is far from worthy of the Pope and his great prophecy!

The third prince of the orcs, Flame-Beamon, was also so frightened that he couldn't help but touch his neck, his face covered in sweat. For the first time in his life, he was scared, although he was very confident in his strength, but in the face of such a strange spell, the feeling of being completely irresistible really made him feel chills in his heart!

At this time, my father and others also came to the city wall, and happened to see the first and second teams of minotaurs under the city still struggling to destroy the city wall with totem poles. These minotaurs had no idea what was going on behind them, they only knew how to destroy as many walls as possible, and they were all working their heads. It's a pity that their war trampling requires the huge momentum of running to destroy the city walls, so they can't do it now, they can only rely on smashing. Even so, every time the huge totem pole weighing hundreds of pounds hits vigorously, it can smash off a piece of the boss.

Seeing this, my father didn't say a word, so he jumped down and got into a fight. He came from top to bottom, suddenly, and chopped one to death. And the ironclad beast that followed him directly landed on the head of a minotaur next to him, weighing more than ten tons, falling from the twenty-meter-high city head...... Even the giant, which was nearly four meters tall, was crushed and flattened! Then, this man and beast fought with the minotaur who surrounded him!

How could Carlo see his father fighting alone? Immediately jumped down, standing side by side with his father, protecting his father's side. Ishihara Kenngu hesitated, originally he didn't want to find this stimulus, how to say that the strength of these minotaurs who were blessed with spells after being mad is also the ability of a golden high-level warrior, and the captain inside is the same as the sword master. But the grandmother gave a sharp look at him, this guy was so frightened that he hurried down, obviously, if he didn't go to help, grandmother would definitely not mind making him a negative example, just military law!

The three sword saints of the Great Han all set an example, and the three later ones did not wait for their grandmother to speak, and they all consciously went down to help in the battle, and for a while, the six top sword saint level masters in the human race were killed in one place with the two hundred minotaurs below. This is the most critical moment to show their strength.

The strongest of them is undoubtedly Mach, this old guy is now a different guy, a huge two-handed heavy sword, dancing in the wind, not colliding with the huge totem pole of the Minotaur at all, only lightly covering the frame, and then bullying the Minotaur in front of him and slashing fiercely, showing superb combat skills.

But when it comes to lethality, no one can compare with Caro, the angry sword tailored for him, he used the simplest technique to exert the most terrifying lethality, no matter what it is, he is a simple split, although it is absolutely impossible to split the totem pole of the minotaur. However, the fighting energy on the sword can go straight to the internal organs of the minotaur along the totem pole.

Although Caro's absolute strength is not necessarily the opponent of the Minotaur, his Douqi cultivation is obviously much stronger than them, so he simply relies on this skill to fight against the Minotaur. Many minotaurs die just because Caro cut off the totem pole, which caused the five organs to break. Therefore, Carlo's killing efficiency is the highest, but it is definitely the least durable, it is estimated that it will not take much time for him to drain his fighting energy!

The second is to belong to the father, relying on the spells blessed on the dragon scale armor, his strength can be slashed against the minotaur. However, since he changed his physique, his Dou Qi recovery speed was very amazing, so he still preferred to practice using the Dou Qi Blade to solve problems. Therefore, his father's battle was the most gorgeous, and one after another with huge lethal fighting blades were scattered everywhere like not asking for money, so that no minotaur around him dared to get close.

made him, the one who took the lead in the war, turned out to be the most leisurely one, and he still had time to cast spells on other sword masters and provide fire support, especially the ironclad beasts, who bullied the minotaurs everywhere with thick skin and thick flesh. Hundreds of pounds of totem poles smashed into it made it uncomfortable, and it was far from being injured! But its flames spewed out, and it could turn a few unlucky minotaurs into braised beef. Even if you don't die, you're seriously injured!

If it weren't for the totem pole cover, these two hundred minotaurs might not be enough for the ironclad beasts to burn themselves. Speaking of which, the totem pole of the Minotaur is really powerful, and even the ironclad beast that contains a trace of the true fire power of Samadhi can't be burned. I heard that this totem pole is made from a rare tree that is a specialty of the Forest of Warcraft, which is extremely hard and grows extremely slowly, taking more than 10,000 years to grow to a certain thickness. Only the Minotaur Tantra can be cut and processed, and other beasts have no way to deal with it, which is really a very magical thing. Quack, if you have time, you must get a good tree to test whether it can be used to refine magic weapons!

Among these six people, the most chic and relaxed is the Sword of the Wind Saint Ricardo, this girl's speed is definitely not an ordinary pervert, and the totem pole of the Minotaur is too clumsy. There's no way to take him like the wind, unless it's a war trampling, but this trick is an indiscriminate attack, and once it is used, the most unlucky is the Minotaur himself, and it doesn't necessarily hit others, so they can only chase Ricardo like flies in vain.

Not only did he not drive Ricardo away, but he also took the opportunity to kill several minotaurs, all of whom were killed by a single blow to the eye and then destroyed their brains. He chose this most heavily protected place, not to be handsome, but also to have a hard time, the vitality of the minotaur is definitely too tenacious, the defense is also high, the heart is pierced and will not die, only the brain is a fatal place, but their skulls are so hard that they can only start from the weakest part of the eyes.

As for the quasi-sword saint Huofu Empire's Feiyan Slashing Heaven and Evil, he is a strong man who looks only middle-aged, in fact, he is almost eighty years old, this person is less than two meters tall, his body is well-proportioned, he can't see how strong he is, and he looks very ordinary, but he has a pair of shining eyes, which is really expressive, and it is unforgettable at first sight. He was the only one in the group who wielded a double sword, and he didn't see how fast he was. It's those two swords, they are so fast that they can't even see a shadow, fast and thunderous but silent

The minotaurs around him hardly knew what was wrong with him, and they were cut open by him without even realizing it! Although they did not die immediately, with such a serious injury, even the minotaurs had to lose their combat effectiveness, and they could only lie on the ground in vain, and the blood kept pouring into their lungs, and sooner or later they would choke to death!

The last Dark Sword Saint Ishihara puppy is the most insidious one in it, this girl is good at stealth stealth, completely like an assassin, always unexpectedly appears behind others' backs, a sword sneak attack, and then no matter what the result of the battle, turn around and run, and quickly disappear into the crowd of melee. The sun is up, he is really a yin thing, more yin than the poor road, and he doesn't give people a chance to take revenge when he beats people. However, although he had tried his best to cover it up, Poor Dao still found that his martial arts path was very similar to that of the Japanese people, and even his name was similar, was this a coincidence? This discovery aroused Poor Dao's vigilance.

Although the strength of the Minotaur is strong, they have no choice but to pass the branch technique, and they have the power to open the mountain, but what is the use of not being able to beat people? In the face of such six old fritters, they were completely defeated for a while. As a result, the minotaurs who were not dead in the moat also climbed ashore to join the battle, and even the minotaurs who had not crossed the river also rushed over when they saw this. At the same time, the orc army also pressed on the Minotaur after the charge was launched, ready to fight the human race to the end!

When my grandmother saw this, she had to frown again, the six sword masters were already at the limit of dealing with 200 minotaurs, and they might not even be able to win, plus the army behind, it was definitely certain death. Part of the outer skin of the city wall that was smashed down just now has piled up a small slope at the bottom of the city wall, and the orcs can come up by piling up some corpses casually. Even if you want to save people and solve the troubles of the city wall, you can only rely on the Great Magister, and there is only one suitable person.

"Go and ask the Misora army to take out these orc follow-up troops and clean up the rubble piled up under the city!" Grandmother ordered helplessly. She didn't plan to use Misola, not because she was afraid that he wouldn't obey her orders, but because she wanted him to know that without him, her grandmother would do the same, and it was just that her grandmother was playing petty and wanted to save face. But when things came to this point, she still rationally threw aside the angry things, and even used the scroll that had been hidden for many years, and loved her life, how could she care about this loss of face? All for victory!