The spies of Dagul City hurried to the city lord's mansion.

When the city lord Ye learned that Amu Siba led the troops to commit another offense, he quickly summoned the general Mu Lian, and sent someone to inform Murong Villa to discuss the strategy of retreating from the enemy.

The enemy army has been attacking for several days, and the castle built by natural danger has been full of holes, and although the people in the city have become accustomed to it, they still can't sleep for several days, and their desire for the end of the war has finally been shattered.

"Although the old owner of Murong Zhuang is old and strong, after all, he is old and his injuries have not yet healed, and the Pangu Divine Axe needs enough internal strength to cultivate. If the old owner uses the Pangu axe again, I am afraid that his body will not be able to bear it, and if it is serious, it will hurt his lungs and intestines, and his life will not be guaranteed. ”

After the famous doctor in the city inspected the old owner's injury, he really reported it to the field.

Everyone, including Ye, understood that without the help of the Pangu Axe, it would be difficult for Mu Lian to hold the city with less than 100,000 soldiers and horses.

However, in the entire Great Gule City, the only ones whose skills can be comparable to the old village owner are the current high priest Poor Master and the daughter of the old village owner, Murong Molan.

"Now that the city of Dagul is in danger, the lives of tens of thousands of people are in our hands, as the people of the Gangqi tribe, we have the obligation to sacrifice the small self to achieve the big self. City Lord, subordinates, please Ying, I am willing to assist Miss Murong to retreat from the enemy together! Even if he dies in battle, for the clansmen and the city lord, his subordinates are willing to go to the soup and fire, and they will not give up! ”

Because the high priest has always been concerned about Mo Lan's beauty, after being rejected by Murong Villa, he has been haunted by it.

This time, he took the initiative to invite Ying to fight, but in fact, he harbored evil intentions and plotted misdeeds.

Although the old owner also knew that Mo Lan was very disgusted with him, in the face of national righteousness, in front of the city lord and everyone, he could not shirk.

"I am so comforted that the High Priest can have such loyalty! I don't know what Murong Lao Zhuang thinks? ”

"Uh...... This is what a member of the Yanqi clan should do, and it is also the responsibility of my Murong family. The old man would go back and inform the little girl that he would come with the Pangu Axe to discuss with the poor high priest the strategy of retreating from the enemy. ”

Seeing that the old owner of Murong personally agreed, the city lord Ye and everyone were very happy, and the poor master was even more proud.

In the boudoir of Murong Villa, the old owner originally planned to persuade Mo Lan to fight for Dagule City, but he didn't expect Mo Lan not only did not refuse, but agreed to it, completely ignoring the poor teacher.

"Don't worry, Dad. The Murong family has guarded the Pangu Axe for generations and guarded the peace of the Yanqi people, this is the mission of the descendants of Murong, and Mo Lan has it in mind! ”

"My daughter won't embarrass my father, not to mention that my father's injuries have not healed, so it is not suitable to fight, my younger brother died to protect the Pangu axe, I will not embarrass my younger brother, let alone embarrass you and the Murong family."

Mo Lan did not give up on herself because of her life and fate, and the old owner of the old village was relieved to see his daughter so sensible.

"Bitter my daughter. Child, from today on, you are like the men of the Murong family, you are a warrior, fighting for the people of the Yanqi clan! Dad, I wish you a triumphant return, you must come back alive, and Dad will wait for you to come back to retire and send you to the end. ”

"Well, Daddy......"

The daughter couldn't stop crying and fell to her knees.

The aura of the Temple of Our Lady of the Yellow River is scattered, the altar of the poor master is destroyed, and the dark clouds over the Yellow River cover the sky and the sun, "It's not good, it's demonic energy!" ”

The day turned into darkness in an instant, the signs of the arrival of demons, the doors and windows of the people in the city were closed, and the city market was empty, like an empty dead city.

"Master, are you sure you can stop those demons and wolf knife people?"

"How can you be sure and what if you are not sure? When the time comes, we can go to the city of Yan without the city of Dagule, and the gold and silver treasures that the lord has rewarded us will be enough to enjoy for several lifetimes. Stinky boy, remember? ”

"Division...... Master, I'm ...... Remembered. ”

The poor master with wishful thinking did not think about co-existence with the city at all, but was ready for both.

If you win, you will continue to be the high priest, and if you lose, you will take the eldest lady of Murong Villa and the gold and silver treasures to Yancheng for refuge and enjoy the blessings.

The little apprentice has a righteous heart, but in the face of the poor master who has nurtured him, he can only hold it in his heart and dare not report it to the city lord.

A sword-wielding young man, dressed in black robes and staring like death, stood under the city of Dagul, and the soldiers defending the city did not dare to look directly at him.

Half an hour later, not far away, the yellow sand was covered with the sky, the horses' hooves were rolling, and the army of Hamusibai came with a large army, and the demon army descended from the clouds.

"Hahaha, it was really on time. It's up to you! ”

With a wave of his hand, the Kunlun Divine Sword fell from the sky and stood on the city wall of Dagule, and the "wild" flag inserted on the city wall fell instantly, and the soldiers defending the city gasped and did not dare to step forward.

"Give it to me! Warriors, kill! ”

Mu Lian took the lead in charging, and the soldiers dared to rush over bravely and slash at the single-handedly Motian.

It's a pity that it was all a mantis arm as a car, and with a turn of the Demon Sky, no one survived, and there was no bloodshot on the body, and it became a bloodless skeleton.

The corpses were in a terrible state all over the ground, and Mu Lian, who had been fighting on the battlefield for many years, also began to be afraid, and the weapons in his hands trembled.

The devil's claws reached out to his throat......

"Bold devil, Hugh hurts!"

Murong Molan came with a Pangu axe in hand, dressed as a female general in armor and red makeup, and her heroic spirit was compelling.

Seeing the ferocious axe, the unknown combat power of the demon heaven had to avoid it first, and Mu Lian was able to survive, but it was almost like losing his soul, and he was carried down by the follow-up soldiers.

The high priest and poor master also rushed to help, and the two rows of drums were beating, the sound was roaring, the horses neighed out of control, and the army of wolf swords fell into chaos.

The sound of people and horses in the city was constant, and the limbs were broken and bleeding all over the ground, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a horse.

Hamsba's decisive order for the army to kill the frightened horses stabilized the chaos.

The drumming did not stop, and suddenly I saw a sword in the sky, and the drum placed by the poor master was pierced into a hole, and the drum sound stopped, and the poor master hurriedly retreated.

Murong Molan took the opportunity to swing a battle axe to sneak attack the rear, and there was a loud noise, which fell short, the earth was shaken open, and the two pursued under the city gate.

Because the Pangu axe was too heavy, after a few rounds, Murong Molan gradually lost his physical strength and was at a disadvantage.

Pangu Axe and Kunlun Divine Sword launched a head-to-head duel, fighting together, the sky collapsed, the fire was shining, the city was a sea of fire, hundreds of corpses burned alive, miserable.

Not long after the hold, Murong Molan couldn't support the backlash of the Pangu Axe, but was injured, and Demon Tian suddenly fell to the ground with a palm, and the Pangu Axe fell into the hands of Demon Tian.

However, as soon as the demonic nature on Motian's body touched the axe, the Pangu axe issued a strong resistance, and Motian was injured before he could dodge, and was forced to throw down the axe, and his palm was burning.

"Mo Lan, I'm here."

Taking advantage of the fact that the demon sky was too busy to take care of himself, the poor master sacrificed the magic flag and ran away Murong Molan and Pangu Axe.

Mo Tian harnessed the divine sword and chased after him, sitting on the sword while healing his wounds while chasing the direction of the magic flag.

At this time, the army of Dagul City was defeated like a mountain, and Hamusiba led a large army to break through the city gate, and drove straight in, and the city was in chaos, and the people fled for their lives in all directions, all of which were souls under the sword.

"Bursting the levee!"

With the order of the city lord, the embankment of the Yellow River was dug up, and the majestic Yellow River water became a monstrous flood from the outside of Dagul City to the city gate.

The wolf sword and the demon army were buried in the torrent in an instant, and the people in the city were saved, but the soldiers defending the city were all wiped out.

Hamusiba never thought that he finally captured Dagule City, and was picked up by Qin Fan who followed behind.

The "Qin" army occupied the city of Dagul, and the remnants of the army became prisoners, and Qin Fan became the biggest winner.

In the face of the mighty army of Luoyang's "Qin" army, the city lord Ye was powerless to resist, so he had to announce his surrender to Qin Fan in public.