"Hmph!" The barbarian didn't take Jiang Mo in his eyes at all, snorted coldly, tilted his head sideways, skimmed him with the corner of his eye, and at the same time picked up the hammer with one hand, making a low buzzing sound. ：

Jiang Mo's weapon was just a sword, and he didn't slowly pull out the general until he stood still in front of the barbarian general, and then stretched out his arm, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the barbarian general's neck and throat.

His movements were slow, and in the eyes of the brute generals, it was simply an insult to himself. The fierce light in the barbarian general's eyes suddenly appeared, without warning, he suddenly let out a strange scream, and the iron hammer that was originally fierce hit Jiang Mo's chest.

The speed of the hammer is extremely fast, and the strength is amazing, but Jiang Mo is not panicked, and when the hammer flies close to him, he waved the saber in his hand outward, only to hear a ding, and the huge hammer head was blocked by his single sword.

Oh! This person has so much strength! The barbarian general was taken aback, his face was surprised, and his eyes were fixed on Jiang Mo.

He blocked the opponent's hammer with a sword, and his demeanor was relaxed, which made the momentum of the Wind Army of the city wall quickly increase, and the shouts resounded in the city wall again, and at the same time, the war drums thundered, almost together.

"Drink!" This time, the barbarian put away his contempt, he let out a deep sigh, and the hammer hit Jiang Mo again.

Jiang Moke was not passively beaten, when the hammer head flew towards him, the sword in his hand swung horizontally, at the same time, the aura fluctuated, and the spiritual wave shot out of the hammer head that was hitting the chain hammer, only to hear a crisp sound, the hammer head bounced more than three feet high in the direction, and the spirit wave was castrated, and continued to sweep towards the chest of the brute general.

The brute general used his true ability, how high he jumped in the air, to see how high the spirit wave was split, the person was still in mid-air, the spiritual energy was dispersed, and the spirit armor was condensed, and at the same time, the chain hammer in his hand smashed towards the top of Jiang Mo's head, and the originally smooth hammer head suddenly gave birth to countless silver and iron nails in the flight, and the whistling sound was piercing, and the momentum was amazing.

The other party took out his real talent and learning, Jiang Mo was not polite, the spirit armor and the spirit of the soldier were completed at the same time, the pure black spirit armor emitted a misty black light under the hidden sunlight, and the silver-white sword also turned into a thin and long black sword. Seeing the hammer head flying, he stabbed the black thorn in his hand towards the hammer head.

While!

The sharp edge of the black thorn was stabbing in the center of the hammer, and this violent sound made it seem that the two generals who were far away from the battlefield still felt a real pain in their eardrums.

The two sides hit a hard blow, and the score was high.

Jiang Mo couldn't retract his strength, and kicked back three steps in a row, and the flying hammer head was violently rebounded back to the barbarian general's chest by its force, which was much more than the latter expected, insufficient preparation, and before he could react, the hammer head had already come closer, with a muffled sound, the hammer head smashed heavily on the barbarian general's chest, and its force was so great that it almost shattered the spirit armor on his chest, and his body in mid-air was like a kite with a broken line, falling sharply downward.

Thump!

The barbarian general's body is already huge, and with a body of spirit armor, he smashed the ground into a large depression after landing.

"Roar!" The barbarian general was also the number one person in the city-state of Besa, he was used to being domineering, when was he beaten so embarrassed, he didn't stop for almost a moment after he landed, and he sprang up again, and at the same time let out a beast-like howl, and pounced towards Jiang Mo with teeth and claws.

Jiang Mo's rhythm was still the same, when the enemy did not approach, his action was unusually slow, and once the enemy approached, his movements instantly became lightning fast.

I saw the figure flash to the side, easily avoiding the sharp edge of the brute general, who was furious, turned back to his body, and pounced on him again. Jiang Mo still didn't fight back, nor did he block, but just relied on his agile body to avoid again and again.

Once or twice it was like this, but ten times, twenty times it was still like this, as if he didn't take the other party seriously at all, talking about fighting, but in fact it was more like playing with the opponent, the brute general was completely enraged by him, his eyes were bloodshot, his glasses turned blood-red, and the sound of scolding from anger was endless.

At this time, the wind army on the city wall saw that Jiang Mo had the advantage, the cheering and the roaring war drums were even stronger, and the barbarian soldiers were not to be outdone, and the shouts of more than 50,000 people were not weaker than the wind army.

After more than 20 rounds of fighting, the brute's momentum gradually weakened, and he was already tired and began to pant, and looking at Jiang Mo again, he almost didn't waste much strength except for dodging and jumping from beginning to end, and his physical strength and aura were still abundant.

Seeing that the other party's movements were far less ferocious than at the beginning, Jiang Mo's mouth hidden under the spirit armor was raised, and he secretly said that the opportunity had come! He avoided the barbarian general's onslaught again, and as soon as the other party stopped, he sneered: "What? Is Your Excellency's ability only so much?"

I couldn't understand what he was saying, but I could hear the contempt in his words, and he was so angry that he didn't even have time to slow down, he screamed strangely, and attacked Jiang Mo again.

This time, Jiang Mo didn't dodge, but watched as the barbarian general rushed to his front and stabbed himself in the chest with the iron cone of the chain hammer.

Seeing that Jiang Mo no longer dodged, the barbarian general used the two percent of the strength that he had originally retained, and he had no reservations about this stab, and tried his best.

Hiss!

The iron cone broke through the wind and let out an elite whistling.

He watched the iron cone in his hand pierce Jiang Mo's chest, but he didn't feel the slightest feeling of breaking through his armor and flesh, and at the moment when he was surprised, the brute general suddenly felt a chill in his chest, as if something had pierced his body.

He instinctively looked down, only to see a long black thorn poking out of the heart socket of his chest, as if a black thorn grew out of thin air in his body.

"Ah??????h

The brute stammered, stunned in place, unable to say a word, and at this time he also lost the strength to speak, and life was rapidly being withdrawn from his body.

Jiang Mo was standing behind him, and the bodies of the two were almost close together, and the black thorn pierced through the back of the brute's heart, penetrating the heart, and poking out from his front heart. It was a fatal blow.

Until he died, the barbarian general didn't figure out how Jiang Mo ran behind him, of course, this is also the weird and terrifying part of the shadow drift.

Thump!

The corpse of the barbarian general fell straight to the ground, Jiang Mo took advantage of the situation to pull out the black thorn, he shook the blood beads of the sashimi, raised his eyes to look at the barbarian camp, and shouted: "Who will come out to stand with me again!"

His shouts woke up the opposing generals, and the battlefield was in an uproar. The wind army naturally cheered desperately, while a series of exclamations came from the barbarian's side.

The main general of the barbarian army was a middle-aged man in his forties, he sat on a war horse, and saw the situation on the battlefield clearly, until Jiang Mo used the shadow drift skill, he knew that this person was a dark spirit cultivator, as far as he knew, there was only one dark spirit cultivator in Pingyuan County, and that was the county guard Tang Yin.

At this time, the main general of the barbarian army mistook Jiang Mo for Tang Yin, gave up the idea of continuing to send generals to fight with him alone, waved his arm forward, and shouted: "Siege the city!" No matter who it is, as long as you take off this person's head, after breaking the city, all the spoils will belong to him!"

This sentence was too tempting for the barbarian general, and with his words, the order was spread one by one, and more than 50,000 barbarians let out an earth-shattering cry and rushed towards the border city in unison.

50,000 people can be described as a sea of people, standing on the city wall, looking at the galloping cavalry, it is really like the waves of the sea rushing in front of you.

Jiang Moda, who was still in front of the formation, frowned, originally he still had the heart to block the enemy, but the number of barbarians was too much, it looked like nothing from a distance, and when he got closer, he saw all the barbarian soldiers and barbarian generals, and the feeling of oppression that rushed in front of him could not withstand even the Lingwu masters.

Jiang Mo waved the black thorn in his hand, swept out three spiritual waves in a row, and cut down the brute soldiers who rushed to the front, and then without delay, he retreated, wanting to run to the city gate. Manbin was fast, but not as fast as Jiang Mo, he went out with a few arrows, and the frontier barbarians were far behind, and when he ran to the city gate, before he could shout, the city gate had opened a gap, Jiang Mo didn't even pause, he flashed in directly, as soon as he entered the city, the city gate was closed and the sound of rattling was heard inside.

At the same time, as soon as the wind army of the city wall was ready to stand for the cause, the rolling wood and stones were placed in pairs, and the fire oil was erected in rows, and then the soldiers were all swords out of their sheaths and arrows, just waiting for the division to give the order to attack.

Qiu Zhen silently calculated the distance of the enemy army, and when the vanguard of the barbarians was only fifty meters away from the city wall, he picked up the command flag and waved it vigorously, shouting: "Release the arrow"

"Arrows, arrows, arrows"

The herald's herald's orders came and went, continuously, followed by the sound of the bowstring.

Smack, smack, smack!

Ten thousand arrows poured down the city wall like raindrops.

The barbarians running in front bore the brunt, hundreds of people were shot by the arrows flying down randomly, many barbarians were hit by dozens of arrows or even dozens of arrows in their bodies, like hedgehogs fell in a pool of blood, no longer afraid, and the barbarians behind as if they did not see, stepping on the corpses of their companions and continuing to rush forward.

The brute soldiers were extremely strong and strong, and many of them could continue to charge and fight even if they were hit by several arrows, but the arrow array could not stop their onslaught.

Soon, the brute rushed to the city wall, one by one the ladders were erected, and the swarming barbarians were like ants, at this time, the rolling wood of the city wall came in handy, and the large and small stones and rolling wood continued to fall, and the barbarians who climbed the ladder were hit by it from time to time, screaming and rolling down the ladder, and after landing, they had no time to moan for help, and they were trampled into meat paste by their companions who rushed after.

On the battlefield, life is so insignificant, and the big living people who were alive just now are likely to turn into bloody corpses in the blink of an eye.

The madness of the brute soldiers stimulated the nerves of every wind army, including Qiu Zhen.

Seeing that the arrow array, rolling wood, and gravel could not organize the barbarian soldiers, Qiu Zhen raised the order flag and prepared to give the order to spray the fire oil.

At this moment, Xiao Muqing, who was standing beside him, suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed his wrist holding the order flag, and said at the same time: "Lord Qiu, wait a minute!"

I'm very sorry today, there was something wrong with the network, and it was delayed until now