Liu Pimple's knife stirred up waves of knives in the army formation composed of aliens, and although his people were shouting and rushing forward, the fighting spirit in their hearts was fading.

His initial anger had been exhausted after a bloody killing, and now he still seemed unstoppable, but in his heart he was tired of the senseless killing.

If it weren't for being in the Qingfeng Dynasty, he wouldn't even be interested in even taking a look at this kind of mundane war.

The ferocious attacks of the aliens were nothing in his eyes, as long as he wanted to, he only needed one sword to kill all the aliens who attacked the city, and now all he did was to prevent his identity as a cultivator from being exposed in front of people.

The fighting on the walls was coming to an end, and fewer and fewer foreigners remained on the walls.

Liu Pimple suddenly stood up and slashed at the night sky with a light tap on the arrow stomping, there seemed to be nothing in the void under the moonlit night except the breeze, why did he stab at the void?

A slight sound of gold and iron resounded softly, and a young man of an alien race with blue hair and blue eyes and a strong face suddenly appeared on the wall of Sanglindu.

Liu Pimple stopped on the arrow stomp and confronted the young man of the other race, both of them stood quietly in the night sky, without moving or moving, and there was no sadness or joy in their eyes.

The rain of arrows under the city like flying locusts gathered three feet in front of the two of them, and they were blocked by an invisible wall.

A strange color flashed in Tetsu Aoki's eyes, and he really couldn't imagine that the sword he stabbed under the cover of night was broken by the man in battle armor in a volley.

In an instant, he understood that the person who was hiding in Sergeant Pu's stroke was also a cultivator, and it seemed that the two of them followed the same path of martial arts, the difference was that he used a sword, and the other party used a sword.

"I'm not lonely, I'm not lonely," Tetsu Aoki laughed and said to Liu Pimple, "I must have a good time when I meet here today."

The remaining golden wolf soldiers on the city wall were quickly killed and wounded under the siege of the imposing city guards.

Although the offensive of the Golden Wolf Army soldiers under the city is still in full swing, Tetsu Aoki knows that there is this person tonight, and the calculation of the Golden Wolf Army has failed, and they have lost the opportunity to attack the city.

"Their war has ended tonight," Tetsu Aoki smiled and continued to say to Liu Pimple, "The battle between us hasn't started yet"

"Please," Tie Qingshu said with a salute.

"Please" Liu Pimple also returned the salute.

The two disappeared into the city.

The night breeze is blowing, and the sky is faintly shining in the distance, and the faintly shining sky on the skyline indicates that today will be another sunny day.

In the distance, the horn of retreating soldiers sounded again in the golden wolf military camp, and the golden wolf sergeants under the city began to slowly withdraw from the battlefield as a whole team, and the mutilated corpses of their dead comrades on their silent backs retreated in an orderly manner.

After a night of fierce fighting, Sanglindu once again returned to calm in the morning dew.

Liu Pimple stood on the top of the mountain with a knife like a god of war, and the dense fog in the early morning filled the mountaintops among the trees in the mountains and forests, and the beauty was intoxicating.

A sword intent with a slight breeze broke through the thick fog and quietly went straight to Liu Pimple's throat.

Liu Pimple's earlobes trembled slightly, and when the sword intent was blowing, he drew his knife and slashed towards the dense fog, the blade cut through the dense fog, cut through the breeze, and blocked Tie Aoki's sword intent!

A clear voice like the chirping of a phoenix suddenly broke through the quiet mountains and fields, startling countless birds.

This was Liu Pimple's seventh attack with a sword drawing technique to block Tetsu Aoki's attack.

Tetsu Aoki's kendo is mainly light and elegant, and the intention of attacking is not strong, and his body is also agile and elegant, as shadowless and invisible as a breeze.

How can a person deal with the breeze? As strong as Liu Pimple, he can't deal with it, he knows that his body technique is not as good as Tie Qingshu, so he simply gives up the way of fighting with his body and knife skills, and uses the most basic sword drawing technique in the knife technique to deal with it.

I have to say that although this way of fighting is a little bit of a nest, it is the best tactic to deal with a swordsman like Tetsu Aoki, who is known for his skills.

If Liu Pimple had been using this turtle tactic, he could spend a long time with Tetsu Aoki.

It's a pity that what he lacks most at the moment is time.

Last night, the section where the Golden Wolf Army attacked the city happened to be Lin Yiyue's defense area, and that kid was nowhere to be seen when the Golden Wolf Army soldiers attacked the city, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, he had to go back to find him, whether he lived or died, he had to take him back, this was the minimum request he had promised the poor woman of Moth Niang when he was leaving.

After Liu's pimple-pimpled blade slashed through the mist, he sprang out like a cheetah.

The figure sank into the depths of the fog in a few flashes.

In the tranquil mountains and woods, there was a cracking sound of metal after being collided with a huge force.

"Your knife skills are good" After a while, Tetsu Aoki's voice gradually faded away from the thick fog, and his voice drifted into Liu Pimple's ears from a long distance, "Next time change a good knife"

Liu Pimple walked out of the forest with a half-truncated knife in his hand, and strode towards the mulberry forest on the bank of the river.

The last slash he made when he leapt into the fog contained the cultivation he had gained from decades of hard work.

After the sword, his man and hand were as useless as the sword, and Tetsu Aoki's sword also hit his body hard.

Tie Aoki knew that he could defeat Liu Pimple this time, and the Qingfeng in his hand was a famous sword in Qianyoushan, and the sword in his opponent's hand was only a standard horizontal sword in the army.

Therefore, he knew that his opponent had lost his combat strength and was seriously injured, but he did not bother to fall into the well and take people's lives, but when he was leaving, he told his opponent to bring a good knife the next time he encountered him.

It's his pride, so he's something to be proud of!

Lin Yiyue lay in pain and weakness among the rubble of the house, and he had not moved since he was knocked down by a sword that seemed to come from the Netherworld, smashing the roof and falling into the empty house.

It's not that he doesn't want to crawl out of his room and go back to the city to continue fighting side by side with his comrades, he has tried countless times to get up from the top and failed countless times!

The strength of his whole body had disappeared without a trace, and he couldn't move even a little finger.

In desperation, he could only lie on the ground, look at the pitch-black sky through the big hole in the roof, and listen to the earth-shattering shouts and killings above the city, in a daze.

The darkness of the night sky slowly faded, the colors of the sky became brighter and brighter, and the shouts of killing on the city had disappeared after the long night had passed.

Lin Yiyue knew that the attack of the Golden Wolf Army had once again been repelled by his comrades.

All he had to do now was wait, waiting for his comrades' search party to find him and take him out of battle and back to the rear to heal.

Lin Yiyue was very glad that she could leave the flesh mill of Sanglindu alive.

Although he didn't know the severity of his injuries, he was still alive, which was much luckier than his comrades who died in battle.

Lin Yiyue didn't wait for his comrades to come to his rescue, but waited for the sound of war drums beating to urge him.

The singing outside the city sounded again, and the shouts of killing at the head of the city resounded in the sky again.

Will his comrades survive this time?