Looking at the offensive and defensive battles of this scale, Zhou Xiang couldn't help but realize the grandeur of collective strength and the insignificance of individual strength.

A total of three attack arrays were arranged on the side of the Northern Alliance, and after trying the power of one, the remaining two also began to exert their might, under the continuous bombardment of the three formations, the defense of Nanshuiguan began to weaken left and right, and the layers were weakened.

The head of the city of Nanshui Pass became busy, the number of monks suddenly began to increase, several small formations were arranged and stimulated, withstood part of the attack, and won valuable recovery time for the large array to protect the city, as the number of small formations continued to grow, the speed of recovery of the large array became faster and faster, and finally exceeded the frequency of bombardment, becoming intact and even more powerful than before.

Just when Zhou Xiang thought that the two sides would continue to be consumed like this today, the Northern Alliance once again built three attack arrays, and the number of foundation building monks participating in the bombardment also increased to six thousand, and they no longer scattered the attack, but the six large arrays aimed at a little together. Although the overall defense of the Nanshuiguan Great Array was also increasing, the spiritual power was too scattered, and the defense power began to decline rapidly at the point where it was bombarded.

The monks in the city began to panic, and many people could even be seen shouting desperately.

Just when the defense of the city was weakened to only one-third by the bombardment, the small spar on the chest of the cannon fodder monk of the Northern Alliance turned red, and thousands of people immediately began to charge, and their magic weapons quickly rose into the air, surging towards the city. Affected by the first battle, this time there was no more unauthorized attack by the monks, and everyone kept the queue moving forward in an orderly manner. War is indeed a weapon that can make people mature quickly, and death is also the thing that makes people understand the rules the fastest.

Since the monks at the head of the city were busy repairing the large array, the cannon fodder team did not suffer any attack in a short period of time, and successfully drove to the sky above the city defense, and standing here you can clearly see the situation in the city.

Next, hundreds of squads began to attack, and all kinds of magic weapons and spiritual energy bombarded towards Nanshui Pass, and the city defense array immediately became crumbling, and there was a danger of collapse at any time. At this moment, the head of Nanshui Pass seemed to have issued some order, half of the monks who were busy suddenly began to assemble the whole team, and then strengthen their personal defenses and sacrifice various magic weapons, and the other half of the monks turned around and ran in a specific direction.

"Okay! the city defenses are about to be breached!" shouted the cannon fodder monks. The drum was broken and ten thousand people were beaten, the wall fell down and everyone pushed it, each monk used all his strength to start attacking, the Nanshuiguan Great Array finally couldn't support it, and after being hit by a certain wave of spiritual power, it burst like a bubble, and then the spiritual power beam of the Northern Alliance attack array "banged" and broke the city wall into a big hole, and the monks of the southern district who faced the spiritual power wave instantly turned into ashes.

"Rush!" The cannon fodder monks were all excited, and they all competed for the lead, and the casualties of fighting a good battle were certainly the smallest, but the battle exploits and captures were huge. Many people couldn't even hold back and began to break away from the squad and rush towards the city.

Zhou Xiang and they slowed down, and they were run to the front by the three teams, and everyone was about to catch up, but Zhou Xiang was covered in sweat and hair standing on end at the moment, and an extremely bad premonition came to his heart.

"Be careful!" he reminded loudly.

At this moment, on the opposite side of Nanshui Guancheng, where Zhou Xiang and them were directly faced, there were several cannons driven by a large number of spirit stones that violently shot out several thick spiritual power beams, one of which was facing Zhou Xiang's team. Due to the speed of the spiritual power beam, two of the three teams in front of Zhou Xiang were directly bombarded into slag, fortunately, they weakened the power of the beam with flesh and blood, Rao is so, the third team was also bombarded to the ground, and the stumps and broken arms were scattered everywhere, and then the spiritual power hit the Han brothers' defensive shield head-on, and Zhou Xiang gave an early warning, and all the members of the team rose sharply in defense, but the Han brothers were still bombarded to the ground, and then fell into the city like a broken kite, followed by Sun Chen, Yang Ting and Zhou Xiang were also blown away. Zhou Xiang's combat robe outside his body directly turned into fragments, and the Nine Extremes Spirit Shield was completely gone, only the Songfeng robe at the last moment at the cost of absorbing all the spirit stones embedded in it and the spiritual power in Zhou Xiang's body, offsetting this powerful damage, although Zhou Xiang's body was unharmed, he lost all his spiritual power in a short time, he could no longer control the flying sword, and was directly planted in the moat.

Fortunately, he had a good water nature, and after a few flutters, he surfaced, shook his somewhat dizzy head, checked his body a little, and found that he didn't seem to be injured except that his spiritual power was almost exhausted. Zhou Xiang struggled to swim to the shore, bypassing a few mutilated limbs, and then crawling ashore with his hands and feet, while the battle continued, and the roar was incessant, and monks or stumps were constantly falling. Zhou Xiang quietly swallowed a recovery pill, felt the spiritual power gradually replenished in his body, and his heart calmed down slightly.

At this time, the attention of all the monks was on the battlefield, no one paid attention to this side, there were also several injured cannon fodder monks lying on the ground beside Zhou Xiang or moaning, or unconscious, he picked up a few storage bags and took out the spirit stones inside and held them in his hands, and then pretended to be seriously injured, lying upright on the ground to recover his spiritual power, but his divine sense expanded to search for team members everywhere, not far away was Han Er's body, his shield was turned aside, the big sword was slanted into the ground, and the clothes on his body were missing, Xu was because of physical cultivation, he actually had no wounds on his body and was still breathing, it seemed that he should have only suffered internal injuries, and the spiritual power wave just now was really strongIf it weren't for the fact that the squad in front had consumed most of their power, and the two big shields had lost part of the impact, it was estimated that the two brothers would have been more than lucky by now.

Zhou Xiang didn't care about the corpses, flesh and mud on the ground, he turned over and crawled towards Han Er, took out two inferior pills of the Northern Alliance from the storage bag he picked up and fed them to him. The body of the body cultivation is really comparable to a high-grade magic weapon, Zhou Xiang found out at close range that this guy's breathing was quite even, except for falling into a coma, it seemed that there was no big problem, after feeding him the pill, Zhou Xiang threw out a water balloon and splashed it on his face, Han Er woke up from a coma, he shook his head and was about to look around, but Zhou Xiang left a sentence of "be careful" and left, because he found Yang Ting's traces in the moat not far away.

Zhou Xiang stopped crawling this time, because part of the spiritual power in his body had been restored, which was enough to support him to perform a short-distance swordsmanship, he recalled the Thrilling Sword and slowly flew to the moat with his own support, and found this long-legged beauty, at this time, Yang Ting was floating on the water, her clothes were torn, the spring light was leaking, her round thighs were exposed, her towering chest was half-covered and half-hidden, and her perfect carcass was displayed like this, full of infinite temptation.

Zhou Xiang's face turned red all of a sudden, he had to shake his head to stabilize his mood, and then pulled Yang Ting to the shore, picked up a few large pieces of cloth to cover his body, and fed her a healing pill in a storage ring. Because she was injured so badly, I am afraid that the pills of the Northern Alliance will not have much effect. In the end, Zhou Xiang grabbed her wrist and poured some aura into her to dissolve the medicinal power. Seeing her wake up slowly, Zhou Xiang relieved himself, found a fairly complete combat uniform from the corpse next to her and covered her, and then comforted her with a sentence of "take care of her injuries" and turned around to look for Han Da.

Han Da's situation was similar to Han Er's, after Zhou Xiang fed him the elixir, he saw a monk next to him, with dirty organs and blood stains all over his body, as if he had been dead for a long time, but the storage bag and combat uniform were still very intact, so he took the storage bag and peeled off the combat uniform. Unexpectedly, the other party actually spoke: "Daoyou, this is too much, you can take the storage bag, you have to take off the clothes below, the dead are angry with you!"

Zhou Xiang was startled and almost killed by Edgeworth. After reacting, he immediately laughed, it turned out that the other party was pretending to be dead here. So he said angrily: "Friend, your kung fu of pretending to be dead is not bad, why aren't you afraid of falling from above and smashing you?"

"Okay! Everyone is cannon fodder, why bother each other, do you think I'm easy? I think my skill is the best in the world, but my fighting ability is very ordinary, and going to the battlefield is to send him to death, so he made this decision! But even if it is so low-key, the danger is still very great, not only must we always be careful not to be injured by mistake, but also beware of not being taken advantage of by people like you. The other party looked very helpless, "Forget it, you take these two clothes, don't disturb my cultivation in the future." After saying that, he actually conjured another storage bag out of thin air, threw out two combat uniforms from it and gave them to Zhou Xiang, and then continued to close his eyes and pretend to be dead. It looks very professional, and he is still holding a medium-grade spirit stone that he got out of nowhere in his hands, and he is really cultivating.

Zhou Xiang couldn't help but admire this disciple of the Wonderful Hand Sect to the extreme, the other party's unfazed and calm mentality was far more than his own.

At this moment, Han Da also came to his senses, he turned over and sat up, grabbed the combat uniform and asked while putting it on, "Zhou Xiang, are you okay, what about my brother?"

"Han Er is fine, heal over there. Zhou Xiang pointed not far away.