The Last Battle (Part II)

With the addition of the Eagle Falcon of the Dragon Guardian and the Iron Floating Tu of the Great Prince, the situation was turned around in an instant.

When the soldiers of the Holy Dynasty saw the arrival of reinforcements and frustrated the local spirit, they immediately came to their senses, and wave after wave of attacks poured over.

North City Gate.

Liu Chenglang, who was above the city tower, looked at the Yuezhou soldiers who kept shrinking back, and was silent.

He was a little dissatisfied with himself, after all, the result had already come out, and the foundation of the Holy Dynasty should not be underestimated, and this time even the tribes that had been in turmoil in the south for many years were eradicated.

He clenched his fists and punched himself in the thigh, grinning in pain.

Then, he wanted to lift his feet, but the calf was like a rock, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, he clenched his teeth tightly, and finally sighed, and could only spit out two words: "Waste!"

At this time, under the city tower, the ancestor of the Han family was forced at the gate of the city, and the soldiers around him surrounded him in the center.

He looked at these soldiers who did not have the slightest cultivation, and dared not speak angrily.

At other times, dozens or even hundreds of soldiers would not be able to withstand his wave of sleeves. But now, he doesn't dare to make any moves, as long as he moves slightly, the two people in the distance, one tall and one short, one thin and one fat, will come directly.

He wasn't sure how to deal with two grandmaster-level masters.

The ancestor of the Han family gritted his teeth, at this time, he actually did not have the slightest hatred for the Holy Dynasty, but was full of hatred for Lin Fufeng and the people behind him.

Screams rang out in his ears, and the soldiers fell to the ground one by one, their blood splattered on their faces. I have some cultivation, but I can't do anything.

He couldn't let the city open the door, for the sake of Han Zhi, he had to stand until one soldier was killed, and even left his own life.

......

Above the castle tower, Liu Chenglang's eyes were red, and his clothes and hair bun were a little messy.

It seems to be two people with the white-clothed Qing who was calm and unhurried before, and Zhizhu was in his hands.

Wang Huihai behind him was still standing quietly, like a black wooden lump.

"If you open the city gate to save them now, will your master kill Han Zhi?" Liu Chenglang suddenly asked in a deep voice.

A rare smile appeared on Wang Huihai's face: "Back to Mr.'s words, Mr. said to fight to the death, and now there are few people around the ancestor of the Han family, and the master won't care." And ......"

Wang Huihai paused, and Liu Chenglang let out a "hmm", full of questions.

"And the master's original intention was not to force them all to death, the living are better than four, isn't it?"

Liu Chenglang raised his head and leaned back, glanced at Wang Huihai, and said in a deep voice: "Then you have to go and tell him this, otherwise in this situation, even if the city gate is opened, he may not come in." ”

Wang Huihai lowered his head and answered softly, and then pushed Liu Chenglang away.

"The master needs you more than he does. Wait until I get you to a safe place and come back to do some of the things that need to be done. ”

Liu Chenglang didn't say a word, and let him push himself. The fists on his legs clenched and then released, and finally let out a long sigh.

Don't ask where you came from, you don't know where you are going. It is his Liu Chenglang's choice, a choice that he can't help himself.

......

West City Gate.

Xue Pan lost his right eye, but he became more and more heroic, he picked up his knife and got on the horse, slashing all the way, blood splashed everywhere, he was like a tireless killing machine, his hands, body, face and neck became dark red.

Xu Changan also wielded a long sword, but he seemed a little relaxed.

Although Xue Pan's cultivation is higher than him, Xu Chang'an has three major stunts, and more importantly, his head has always remained calm.

In addition to his identity as the generalissimo of the Western Route Army, he also has the identity of a cultivator.

A cultivator is fighting with others, with the times, and with all things in the Great Dao. He remembered what the lame man said to him when he came down the mountain, and he remembered this sentence in a fool's trouble. He also knew that the "fighting with others" in the mouth of the lame man was referring to the cultivators, not the ordinary people who were being pushed forward by the war in front of them.

Therefore, at most, he stuns people with a sword, and occasionally out of desperation, he will pick the opponent's tesuji with a sword, making the opponent lose his combat effectiveness, and then stun the person.

If you let soldiers who can't hold swords wake up on the battlefield, then what's the difference between killing them?

They are much more likely to survive lying on the battlefield than they are standing on the battlefield.

Xu Changan is not a soft-hearted person, but he feels that he can't kill innocent people. Otherwise, even if he agreed to it himself, the red sword of the evil sect in his hand would not agree.

To avoid killing people directly, his mind had to be more concentrated, and slowly, his mind was immersed in swordsmanship.

He chose the Shushan Imperial Sword Technique, although the Ten Thousand Sword Technique was also given to him by the lame, but his strength was not enough, and he just simply cultivated some of it.

He didn't even notice it, his long sword was used more and more chic and elegant, his red armor didn't know when he was unloaded, and the red sword in his hand was like a dragon entering the sea, shuttling through the crowd, and the sword was passing by, and the crowd fell one by one.

Xu Changan took the lead, and his green shirt was soaked with sweat. But the swordsmanship in his hand became more and more rounded, and at this time, his whole body was hot, and streams of heat came from the dantian and spread all over his limbs. His state of mind was also maintained extremely well, and the violent qi in the dragon's blood in his body did not appear.

With a long roar, a hot breath erupted from his chest, and he suddenly felt extremely happy.

Xu Changan didn't think about it, he jumped high, and the sword momentum in his hand changed, from the sword trick to the thunder.

He held the long sword horizontally, the blade of the sword pointed up and down, and the long sword at this time was like a huge wooden plank, and the sword suddenly appeared, slapping forward.

A large cloud of dust was stirred up in the battlefield, and the soldiers who crossed the ground coughed incessantly, and when the smoke and dust cleared, one person and one sword stood at the front between them, and they all opened their mouths in shock.

Xu Changan's bun had already been scattered, and his long hair was draped over the green shirt, which was quite imposing of a sword immortal.

"Those who descend will not be killed!"

His voice was small, but it spread all over the left.

The soldier in front of him immediately hesitated for a while, and slowly put down the weapon in his hand, anyway, there was no way to retreat, and others gave him a way out, so why not surrender?

Xu Changan sighed, only then did he feel that his arms were extremely heavy, his body trembled slightly, and he almost fell to the ground.

He looked at the middle gate.

The two mountain formations attacked, and Zhao Jin had the upper hand, and it seemed that it would not be long before he could break through the city gate.

Xu Changan looked further, it was the right wing led by Xue Pan.

His brow furrowed, and he saw that it was dusty, but there seemed to be a hint of scarlet in the dust.

East City Gate.

Tiefutu rushed into the elephant herd, swooping left and right, and the elephant army had no way to take them.

What made Lin Fufeng even more annoyed was that when these soldiers of Tiefutu found an opportunity, they would jump up from their horses, mount the back of an elephant, and shoot their own people to death.

Elephants without their owners are just a bunch of unintelligent beasts.

The elephant herd suddenly became chaotic, and they didn't even need to rush in and assassinate again. Many elephants collided with each other.

Lin Fufeng looked at the defeat and knew that it was irretrievable, so he could only stand in the air, and said loudly: "The elephant army has been defeated, then please ask your Grandmaster Fang to come out of the battle, and we will also come to the two hands." ”

There was no way out, he could only use the battle between the grandmasters to delay as much time as possible.

The eldest prince looked at Lin Fufeng, he was already a belligerent person, and he had become a peak little grandmaster, and his body had also improved, so he had long wanted to try.

He turned his head and shouted at Guo Fenbu behind him: "Please also ask the two of you to sweep the battle for me!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw two grandmasters suddenly appear in Guo Fen's camp.

When the eldest prince saw these two people, he immediately smiled, picked up the silver-white spear, took off his golden helmet, and also rose into the air.

"I'm here to learn and learn, and if I get lucky, you can stay. ”

Lin Fufeng looked at this familiar and unfamiliar opponent and asked lightly, "If I win, then what?"

The eldest prince naturally knew Lin Fufeng, so he immediately turned his head to the two worshippers and said, "If Mr. Lin defeats me, please raise your noble hands and don't embarrass Mr."

Anyway, they don't have to do it themselves, and with any difference and the eldest prince is in charge, they are also happy to have a leisure.

"Good!"

The two worshippers immediately agreed and stood with their hands in their hands.

......

North City Gate.

The ancestor of the Han family leaned against the city gate and gritted his teeth tightly.

At this moment, a figure burst in, strong and swarthy, carrying a large black sword. He recognized it, it was the little grandmaster behind Liu Chenglang.

Wang Huihai approached the ancestor of the Han family and said a few words in his ear.

The ancestor of the Han family immediately turned his head and looked at him coldly, his voice was cold: "You guys have to talk about it!"

Wang Huihai was not afraid at all, and asked expressionlessly: "Do you have a choice?"

After saying that, he took advantage of the chaos to disappear.

The ancestor of the Han family gritted his teeth and finally made a decision.

He stood in the air and shouted at Liang Dao and He Yuan: "Two fellow Daoists, dare to fight one by one!"

Seeing this, Jiang Ming knew that the struggle between the grandmasters had begun, so he stopped attacking.

"Why don't you dare! I won't deceive you, you old bone, if you defeat me and me separately, our two brothers will not embarrass you!"

The ancestor of the Han family looked at these two grandmasters, if the two of them went together, he would naturally not be an opponent, but it was not impossible for the other party to promise one-on-one.

He clenched his fists and said, "Thank you, Daoyou!"

......

Simon.

After all, Qin Hai is a grandmaster-level figure, he has already woken up, and he can only fight the enemy with Han Shihai.

They could only resist stubbornly and let the mountain formation keep breaking through.

At this time, a mountain formation armor soldier wearing red armor stood in front of the two of them, not moving.

Qin Hai suddenly shouted: "Why are you stunned, don't you kill the enemy, do you want to die!"

The mountain array armor still didn't act, and Qin Hai had a bad temper at this time, so he immediately waved his palm and slapped it.

The armor warrior took a few steps back, and Han Shihai and Qin Hai both looked at this strange mountain formation armor warrior in surprise.

The armorer coughed lightly and took off his helmet.

"Sect Master of the Lower Realm, is that all there is to it?" the young man, who was usually swarthy and a little wooden, sneered.

Wang Huihai, the two of them naturally know.

Wang Huihai walked up to Han Shihai's ear and said a few words, then blended into the crowd again and disappeared.

Han Shihai listened, took a deep breath, and stood in the air.

He glanced at Han Shitao and Ge Zhouyi, who were behind the army, and said loudly: "The soldiers have been defeated, and my grandmaster will also come to fight the victory!"

Han Shitao sighed, and before he was about to leave, he was pressed down by the young Taoist priest.

"Forget it, I'll come!" the Taoist priest took out his long sword from behind him.

"He's an Upper Realm Grandmaster!"

Ge Zhouyi stroked his long hair between his sideburns and said with a smile: "It's out of the way!"

As he spoke, he turned into a green mang, and instantly arrived in front of Han Shihai!