As dawn broke, the Qingqiu coalition began to be unable to resist.

On one side is the endless "Warcraft" that is not afraid of death, and on the other side is the flesh and blood that take turns to play. The latter has begun to be dragged down.

Some units began to revoke their numbers in formation. From time to time, a soldier would wake up from a nightmare while resting, killing several of his comrades with a knife and then being hacked to death with a knife. Whether it is morale or physical strength, the Qingqiu Army has reached the verge of collapse.

Shenzhou has been peaceful for too long, and the demon has never seen so much killing.

The battle line has gradually retreated from the middle of Fenghua Cambridge to the outside, and once it has been beaten, it is really like a flood opening the floodgates, and it is unstoppable.

"Sacrificial wine, if you don't make a move, it's too late!" Xuanliang shook his folding fan, with regret in his tone, but he was not impatient.

"Hmph, I have my own opinions!" Qian Qianluo sneered in return, but her tightly knit brows showed that she was not at peace in her heart. If the tide of Warcraft in front of her poured into the southern Xinjiang because of her hesitation, she would not forgive herself if she died!

Wu Luo ...... Why haven't you come yet!

Xuanliang saw Qianqianluo's expression, and he didn't poke it, but just smiled and was about to say something. Suddenly, I saw the sky in the west, and a sky-high blood qi swirled.

Xuanliang was overjoyed, and invited drumsticks again: "Sons, hold on, the warriors of Wuzhu School Palace are here!"

The three-way drum sounded again, and when the Qingqiu Army heard that the reinforcements had arrived, they were all in high spirits, and the sound of killing was soaring to the sky.

The white armor and red tassels go out of the South Pass, and the jade whip and golden saddle shine on the green mountains!

rushed to the front, it was Wuluo Qianshan Leilei.

"Get out of the way!" he roared, the bright silver spear slanting in front of him. The Qingqiu demons in front of him gave way to both sides.

The spear is like a silver dragon, the thorn is like a hidden dragon out of the abyss, and the sweep is like a dragon swinging its tail. Everywhere Qianshan Lei Lei goes, the monsters are like fallen leaves blown by the autumn wind, or fly or fall. He had already single-handedly cleared a vacant space of dozens of zhang on the Fenghua Cambridge.

The heavily armed ninja followed closely behind Chiyama Leilei, nailed into the formation of the demonic beast like a wedge. The onmyoji were either surrounded by ninjas or flying in the air, each drawing talismans and chanting spells, summoning gods and ghosts. The front began to advance at a speed visible to the naked eye. But at the same time, casualties are skyrocketing.

"Good!" Xuanliang laughed.

"But—sacrificial wine, our goal is to break into the city and kill the Smiling Tiger and destroy the formation, not to do senseless killings here. I don't know if I can kill the people of your palace...... A little further on?"

Qian Qianluo Yi clenched her fists, on the one hand, she had already believed in the words of the so-called demonic qi, and knew that she must not let the demonic qi spread throughout the Qianfang Mountain. However, it is her brother who leads the army!

She gritted her teeth and shattered the robe on her body, revealing a dark black slim ninja robe. Rao is in front of this boundless battlefield, and everyone can't help but lose their minds for a moment for her exquisite curves.

The world only knows that Qianqianluoyi's spells are strong, but they don't know that her ninjutsu is also unparalleled in the world!

She pulled a sword from her spine and was about to jump into battle.

Suddenly, a whistling meteor fell from the sky, and happened to land in the middle of the group of demonic beasts.

"Boom-"

With the landing point as the center, a huge fireball exploded, as if Kuafu had reincarnated and moved the sun from the sky!

Even those demonic beasts that had lost their minds had to stretch out their claws to block their eyes.

When the light dissipated, the earth-shattering killing sound sounded again. And in front of the gate of Qingqiu City, everything within a range of thousands of zhang turned into black scorched earth.

The demons in Qingqiu are churning in blood, this is their reinforcement!

Bai Yu was also stunned.

"It's ......"

A majestic cold snort sounded in his ears.

"When Xun Fangshen mysteriously said that this trip must be hidden from Kong Lin, I knew that it must be you kid! If I didn't have to come, I would still be kept in the dark by him!"

"Master Jiang!" Bai Yu exclaimed. The second hall he burned in the Zhongzhou School Palace was the hall of Jiang Fuzi.

A white-haired old man dressed in red appeared from among the clouds. The old man is nine feet tall, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and his face is calm, not angry and arrogant.

The person who came was like the hall master of the Guanri Hall of the Zhongzhou School Palace, and Jiang Boxiu, one of the new four elders!

Behind Jiang Boxiu, there were also countless disciples of the Zhongzhou Academy who were riding the wind.

They saw Bai Yu from afar, and their faces flashed with joy.

"Senior Brother Bai, you're still alive!"

"Senior Brother Bai, you're fine!"

"Senior Brother Bai, what the hell is going on?"

......

The sound of hushing and asking for warmth was vivid in his ears, and the heat in Bai Yu's eyes was churning, and he almost wanted to spray in public.

"That's enough!" Jiang Boxiu snorted coldly, "Kill the enemy with me first, and when this matter is over, I will take him down and let you have a good time!"

Cold words in the ear, warm current in the heart. Bai Yu bowed to Jiang Boxiu for a long time. The latter bowed slightly, picked up the big bow in his hand, and began to name the big demons that were crisscrossing the air.

All the disciples also rushed up, and the sword light of various spells fell like stars, exploding and shattering on the ground. The open space in front of the gate of Qingqiu City was like a pond in the rain, and the crackling was full of explosions.

Two strong reinforcements joined, and the Qingqiu Army began to advance on all fronts. Gradually, they were forced under the collapsed city walls.

"Zhongshan, I'll help you!" Wu Luo saw that Zhongshan was fighting with a cat demon, and he was about to go up to help with a one-armed silver spear.

"Let me deal with her alone!" Zhongshan shouted at Wu Luo after a fierce battle.

Wu Luo was stunned when he heard this, and glanced at the cat demon to make sure that she would not hurt Zhongshan before dragging the gun away and looking for other big demons.

The one who fights with Zhongshan is Manyue!

On this day and night, they fought several times, all of which were life and death.

The cat's claw left several deep scars on Nakayama's back, and there was also a translucent blood hole on Manyue's left shoulder.

"Zheng-" Cat's Paw slashed the scimitar again.

The two figures were separated by several feet, facing each other in the air.

"Zhongshan. Manyue suddenly reached out and stroked her sideburns, and then smiled, "Am I good-looking?" The long eyelashes flickered, and there was a hint of the shyness of the girl next door.

Zhongshan was slightly stunned, then furrowed his nose sharply and let out a fierce roar.

The same style, the last time it was intoxicating to him. This time, it was a shame for him.

Manyue looked back, and the battle line had already been pushed behind her. Now the surroundings are full of black ninjas. It's just that Zhongshan is here, and they didn't interfere.

"Let's make the next move!" "Manyue casually pulled out a beast tendon from the sea of corpses and blood beside her, and tied her hair.

The toe of the wild moon exerted force, and the right claw shrouded down to the middle mountain like a bright moon, and the hollow door was wide open, which was actually a life-for-life play. Nakayama was ruthless, and raised his scimitar to attack Manyue's chest, completely ignoring the claw that was enough to smash his head.

"Poof-" With the sharpness of the mandarin duck thorn, he also felt a trace of blockage in the chest that passed through the wild moon. The next moment, the bright scimitar came out of his body.

Nakayama closed his eyes tightly, but the sharp pain he imagined did not come.

Manyue's arms were gently wrapped around Nakayama's waist. Only then did he realize that the arms that had been fighting with him for a day were so soft.

The hairy head hung right on Nakayama's shoulder, and a burning breath with the smell of blood spewed out in his ear.

From a distance, they looked like lovers hugging tightly, whispering in their ears.

The hand that clenched the scimitar trembled and let go. Manyue's body fell backwards, and the remaining smile in her eyes gradually solidified and dimmed.

There was a flower in Manyue's palm that had turned a little black. It was given to her by him before the incident.

He could hear her whisper clearly, but didn't respond.

Nakayama bent down to pick up the flower, looked at it for a while, and then carefully put it away. Then he stepped on Manyue's shoulder and pulled out the mandarin duck thorn from her chest.

Wolves howled, scattered in the wilderness.

"Enemy general, has been taken!"