"Keep firing the Soul Crystal Cannon! Everyone is ready for a white-knuckle fight!"

Morris shouted from the command platform at the head of the city, and the Bone Clan soldiers clenched their weapons and waited for the impending white-knuckle battle!

"The Light will cleanse you filthy skeletons!" The ten-winged archangel flew down from the sky with a sword in hand towards Commander Maurice.

The overwhelming Angel Clan warriors began to land on the inner walls of Sunset City, and had a fierce fight with the Bone Clan defenders on the city walls. For a while, the white elemental power and the soul fire of the bone clan were constantly intertwined and collided on the city wall, emitting a series of shocking sounds.

Due to the Angels' innate ability to fly, some of the Angel Clan's soldiers landed in Sunset City after crossing the city walls. And the main force of the tens of thousands of defenders of Sunset City happened to be gathered in the city at this time!

The fierce street fighting began! The Bone Clan soldiers relied on the terrain in Sunset City to start resisting one after another!

Faced with ten times the strength of their own, the severity of the battle was obvious.

"Kill!"

"Trap formation!"

When the overwhelming army of angels landed, Chen Hao ordered his eight thousand soldiers to begin to form a circular phalanx, all of them raised their weapons high, and the green soul fire surging from the soldiers' bodies swirled around the phalanx at high speed like a storm.

Under the leadership of several regiment commanders, Chen Hao's brigade headquarters rushed into the angel army and engaged in hand-to-hand combat, and the high-speed rotating soul fire was like a blade constantly harvesting the lives of those low-level angels.

Countless bright arrows fell from the sky and shot towards the phalanx, and the burst of soul fire and arrows touched, and the two forces were incompatible, making a "whoosh" sound, as if water was poured on a red-hot soldering iron.

"Kill! Purify these filthy bones!"

"Kill these birdmen!"

With the advent of the legion of angels. The entire Sunset City was filled with shouts of killing, and Chen Hao's 8,000-strong brigade headquarters was only a small part of the strength in this war.

After assigning the combat mission to several regiment commanders, Chen Hao left the encirclement of the brigade headquarters alone.

With the Soul Burial Knife in hand, he rushed to the inner city wall, wanting to maximize his combat power.

"Humble undead, be judged by the Light!"

An angel with six wings flapping, after spotting Chenhao who was climbing the stairs of the inner city. Holding a war spear, he flew over.

A dazzling white light flickered on the war spear in the opponent's hand, and a bright aura that disgusted Chen Hao arrived in front of Chen Hao in a blink of an eye.

"Get out of the way!"

Chen Hao raised the Soul Burial Knife and stabbed at this energy angel, and the purple soul fire rose into the sky, turning into a crescent-shaped slash and slamming into the opponent's war spear.

White and purple blended and exploded violently, sending both of them flying out in a shockwave.

"Look for death!"

After falling down the stairs of the city wall, Chen Hao kicked his legs and flew into the air. The bronze light of his right arm slashed at the Soul Burial Knife on the spear of the Angel of Energy.

"Huh?" As soon as the knife and spear came into contact, a surprised sound came from the mouth of the Seraphim.

Amazing power erupted, and Chen Hao's sword with all his strength exceeded the terrifying power of two billion catties, directly blasting this energy angel from the sky.

"Boom!"

Before he could resist, the Seraphim was embedded in the streets of Sunset City. Chen Hao's all-out sword is comparable to the combat power of the middle or even high level of the honorable level. Directly shattered the opponent's arms, and the astonishing force shattered the opponent's internal organs through the war spear. The angel who spat white blood died under Chen Hao's knife like this.

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"Ancestral Sword Technique: White Dividing Line!"

The ten-winged main angel at the head of the city was fighting with Captain Morris, and the silver long sword in the opponent's hand slashed through countless mystical trajectories in the air, the sword shadow flowed, and the white light sword qi intertwined in front of him like a spider's web, flying towards Morris.

"Just Lord Angel! dare to come to my Sunset City to be presumptuous!"

The bronze soul fire ignited with the long sword in Maurice's hand, and he went straight up. Although this sunset hero is old, his combat power has not diminished back then, and he has maintained the peak level of the ancestor-level Great Perfection.

"Boom!"

The long sword in Morris's hand poked countless phantoms in the air, bombarded the white web, and instantly crushed the opponent.

But those nets made up of bright sword qi. After being shattered, it was castrated, turning into countless scattered sword qi and shooting up the inner city walls, taking the lives of hundreds of Bone Clan soldiers.

"Sunset Male, you are old! If you are willing to throw yourself into the arms of the God of Light, I don't mind letting the Lord reincarnate you as a noble angel. The ten-winged angel flapped his wings and distanced himself from Maurice, smiling confidently at the critical moment when he actually threw an olive branch to Maurice, the sunset male.

"The glory of the Bone Clan is not something you birdmen can understand!"

The bronze soul was cremated into a fire dragon and flew up beside Morris, hundreds of bronze bone inscriptions appeared on the surface of the three-meter-long sword in his hand, and the aura of the ancestral Great Perfection erupted from Morris, pressing towards the ten-winged main angel opposite.

"Half-step Saint-level Combat Skill: Desolate Dragon Jian!"

Morris roared, and the flying fire dragon swirled around the long sword with the bronze inscriptions, and a touching silver light bloomed from the bronze soul fire.

"Roar!"

The long sword in his hand struck, and the roar of the sky-shaking dragon resounded through the sunset wasteland, and Morris's blow was already comparable to that of a half-saint-level powerhouse!

"Peak Ancestral Weapon!Half-Saint Attack!"

"The Six Mangs team is coming to support!"

The ten-winged archangel stared at the battle blade in Maurice's hand and said angrily, his body quickly fell backwards, and shouted at the army of angels behind him.

Six eight-winged angels flew out of the overwhelming army of angels, and separated from the hexagons to guard the main angel.

"Bright Six Arrays!"

Under the leadership of the main angel, six eight-winged angels shouted loudly, and a six-pointed array completely condensed by the power of light hurriedly met the blow of Morris's desolate dragon sword.

"Roar!"

The sound of the angry dragon's roar sounded, and the half-bronze half-silver soul fire dragon suddenly contracted, imprinted on Morris's long sword, and an inexplicable aura erupted. A 10,000-meter-long battle phantom slashed from behind Morris, and the surface of this phantom was engraved with a flame dragon pattern, surpassing the peak of the ancestor level, and reaching the half-saint level, it slashed on the six-mangg.

"Boom!"

As soon as the Giant Battle Blade Shadow came into contact with the Hexamang Array, it made an earth-shattering sound, as if a hammer had smashed heavily on the Sunset Wasteland. Some of the Bone Clan soldiers standing on the ground felt a strong vibration on the ground, and then a pillar of shocking fire shot straight into the sky, shooting through the sky of the Death Realm!

Morris is so terrifying!

Several figures rushed out of the flames of the explosion, and it was none other than the ten-winged main angel and the six eight-winged power angels.

However, at this time, the ten-winged main angel seemed to be roasted by fire, and even the wing feathers on his back were scorched a lot, and he looked embarrassed.

The six eight-winged angels were even more miserable, their arms were burned to skeletons, and the other four were all sluggish, obviously casting that six-winged array with amazing defensive power was too reluctant for their group of venerable eight-winged angels.

At this time, Morris, who was extremely tall and tall by the skyrocketing firelight, forced back the enemy's seven high-level angels with one blow, and was worthy of being a man known as the hero of the sunset.

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The pillar of fire that soared into the sky gradually dissipated, and the eight people facing each other fell into some kind of strange silence, in fact, both sides had consumed a huge amount of money in the shocking blow just now, and now they were just holding their troops to recover the energy in their bodies.

"Commander Morris, I'm here to help you!"

With a crisp shout, Chen Hao flew out of the inner city wall with the body of a six-winged angel, and the soul burial knife in his hand was pointed directly at the six eight-winged angels.

"Hmm, Brigadier Chenhao, this level of battle is not something you can participate in, hurry up!" Morris frowned when he saw Chen Hao suddenly break into the battle, a little unhappy. If a royal junior brigade commander helps him, in Morris's opinion, it will only distract him and affect his combat power.

"Commander, don't worry, it's just an eight-winged birdman, Chen Hao can still handle it!"

The corners of Chen Hao's mouth curled, and the violent figure disappeared from Maurice's side, a series of afterimages swept across the sky, and the right fist that flashed with silver light had already arrived next to an eight-winged angel who had lost both arms.

"Baquan!"

After a long drink like thunder, Chen Hao took advantage of the eight-winged angel to flash to the opponent's side and slammed his fist into the opponent's chest.

Morris's pupils in the distance shrank suddenly, obviously Chen Hao's speed exceeded his prediction, a clansman of the first rank of the emperor level could actually burst out with the speed of the high-level level!

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the white blood mist exploded!

The shattered armor was mixed with countless milky white flesh and splattered everywhere!

An eight-winged angel with supreme combat power, under the gaze of everyone, was smashed to pieces by the concussive power of Chen Hao's Ba Fist!

PS: Today's third shift is sent, and the leg hair continues to code words, striving to code four more at night. (To be continued......)