Liu Jingming and Zhou Jue were galloping, and Zhang Hao was taken by Zhou Jue on the flying sword.

Zhang Hao was speechless, it was really ...... A man is more dead than a man. This Zhou Jue turned out to be a master in the middle of the Yuan Infant Period, one level higher than Liu Jingming.

There was a princess in the middle of the Yuan Infant, and now there is a Zhou Jue in the middle of the Yuan Baby. Zhang Hao was no longer able to complain.

However, I'm not in the mood to complain now.

Originally, Zhang Hao was not going to leave, Zhang Hao wanted to go to Yeyue Tower to hire some people. However, Zhou Jue dragged Zhang Hao away, and said: The enemy can come quietly, there shouldn't be too many people, I am enough. Right now, time is of the essence.

The speed of the Yuan Infant Imperial Sword's flight was at least 300 kilometers per hour, and it only took more than ten minutes to reach Changshan Town.

In the distance, Zhang Hao heard shouts, screams, and the sound of swords colliding.

High in the sky, Zhang Shengde was fighting a man in black. Although Zhang Shengde was defeated and retreated, he also held back the footsteps of the man in black.

But there are still a few black-clothed masters besieging the smelting base.

In front of the smelting base, Zhang Shengye, who was bloody in his chest, shouted hoarsely, and the Zhang family relied on strong financial resources to arrange a formation enchantment to firmly protect the smelting base.

But at this time, the defensive barrier had already collapsed in large areas, and even the overturned smelting furnace could be seen, the dead and wounded craftsmen could be seen, and some craftsmen could be seen screaming and rolling, and the hot molten iron directly melted their limbs.

The steam engine exploded, and the hot steam scalded dozens of craftsmen.

But the fighting continued outside, but there was no one to rescue them.

And those black-clothed masked people immediately shouted when they saw the city lord and Zhou Jue flying over.

Zhang Shengde roared angrily, and the flying sword in his hand suddenly burst out with a cold light and swept wildly, but the other party's body curled up, and a shield appeared on the surface of his body.

The sword struck the shield and burst into a brilliant light, but the other party took the opportunity to retreat into the camp of the men in black.

Zhang Shengye yelled: "Release!"

A group of arrows flashing with the luster of magic weapons flew overwhelmingly, and many black-clothed people screamed miserably, and were shot through by the arrows.

A circle of strong crossbows is the only deterrent means for the Zhang family for the time being. These powerful crossbows, which use pulleys and bearings, can pose a deadly threat to the masters of the Jindan period.

The mayor of the town, with the few guards in the town, swept the formation—better than nothing.

Beside them, the shipbuilders who had just settled down, under the leadership of a middle-aged man, firmly guarded half of the enchantment of the smelting area; seven or eight hundred shipbuilders and their families were clumsily confronting dozens of black-clothed killers, and many craftsmen had already fallen.

Zhang Han led more than 200 elites of the Zhang family to rush left and right, but there were not many people in black, but all of them were masters. The elongated horse chopping knife in Zhang Han's hand danced wildly, but was blocked by a master who used a long stick on the other side.

Behind the many black-clothed people, there was a black-clothed man holding a blood-red mirror in his hand, and at this time, a blood-red sword light suddenly erupted in the mirror, and the sword light instantly hit Zhang Shengde, who was in a weak period after the explosion in the sky.

The sword light directly penetrated Zhang Shengde's chest.

Zhang Shengde screamed and fell from a high altitude.

"Vertical son dare!" Liu Jingming was furious, and the person was thousands of meters away, and the flying sword in his hand turned into lightning and flew out. Liu Jingming, who has rich combat experience, controlled the flying sword to make a few turns, and suddenly turned around when it came to the end.

The master with the mirror didn't even have time to dodge before his head flew into the air.

The flying sword turned around flexibly, and it was about to sweep away the mirror.

I didn't want the black-clothed people below to suddenly form a formation, and a hazy blood-colored light soared into the air, trapping Liu Jingming's flying sword.

The master who had been repelled by Zhang Shengde suddenly jumped up and grabbed Liu Jingming's flying sword.

"Hmph!" Zhou Jue snorted coldly, "Go!"

A jade talisman flew out, crackling and turning into a brilliant lightning, and the lightning instantly hit the man in black, and the man in black rolled out with a scream.

Liu Jingming took the opportunity to withdraw the flying sword, and the flying sword immediately flew around in a circle, and the man in black who had just formed a formation suddenly fell halfway.

But the attack of the man in black against the Zhang family has not slowed down. Even crazier.

Suddenly, in front of Zhang Shengye, among a group of people in black, several people broke out. These hidden masters of the Jindan period finally showed their hideousness at the last moment.

One person directly crossed the giant crossbow and arrived in front of Zhang Shengye, and lifted Zhang Shengye up.

But before the man could be pleased, a flying sword cut off his head. Zhou Jue landed slowly, flying swords criss-crossed, blocking the attack of the man in black, and by the way, he took out a pill and gave it to Zhang Shengye.

"Thank you. Zhang Shengye squeezed out a smile with difficulty.

"Second uncle. Zhang Hao followed Zhou Jue down and helped Zhang Shengye to sit down.

"Go see your father. ”

Zhang Hao immediately said: "The city lord has passed, and his injuries are stable. ”

"Hey......" Zhang Shengye sat down, grinning his teeth, his chest was almost torn, but the blood stopped.

"Careless!" Zhang Shengye sighed again and continued to command the battle.

With the two masters of the city lord and Zhou Jue joining, they finally suppressed the arrogance of the man in black, but with fewer people, he was a little stretched.

After about ten minutes, Feng Dongyuan led a large number of city lord's palace guards to arrive, and the situation finally stabilized.

The more than 100 internal guards led by Feng Dongyuan are all from the Jindan period. When these guards arrived, they did not immediately attack, but formed formations.

A formation that Zhang Hao couldn't understand was formed, but when he saw hundreds of sword lights erupting, it actually formed a crazy sword storm of blades.

A storm of sword blades as thick as three zhang and more than thirty zhang long swept like a whip, and the black-clothed man screamed and was wrenched into pieces, blood spilled into the sky.

After the storm of blades, the man in black plummeted by a tenth.

The morale of the man in black finally began to drop rapidly.

The second storm of blades is brewing......

Zhuang Yunwen, a spy from the country of Canglan who was hidden in the dark, took a deep breath at this time and muttered to himself, "The success is a failure, I didn't expect even Zhou Jue to come, miscalculated!"

But you can't just give up!

If you want to think of a way, think of a way, this is your chance!"

As he spoke, Zhuang Yunwen saw the staggering Zhang Shengde.

At this time, Zhang Hao and Zhang Shengye were together, with Zhou Jue in front of them.

Liu Jingming stood high in the air, looking down on the entire battlefield.

Zhang Han and Dugu Junjie each led a team to fight, or strangle the man in black.

Zhang Shengde, who was staggering, seemed to be no one paying attention for a while.

Zhuang Yunwen's heart moved: With the strength of my Jindan period peak, I should be able to restrain the seriously injured Zhang Shengde!

Zhuang Yunwen carefully hid himself, quietly approaching, and then approach......ing;

Shout...... A flying sword pierced Zhuang Yunwen's chest, and when he looked up, he saw Zhang Shengde's bloody smile, and there was an indescribable mockery in his smile, "You really jumped out! I'm physically injured, but I don't have any spiritual sense!"

Zhuang Yunwen endured severe pain and retreated frantically, but an iron rod struck from behind.

Bang~~~

Zhuang Yunwen rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.

Behind, a guard of the Zhang family threw away the iron rod and helped Zhang Shengde to walk forward.

Another guard sealed Zhuang Yunwen for cultivation, tied him up, and dragged him away directly.