This rider can also be regarded as a henchman cultivated by the Chong family, who has been cultivated by the Chong family since he was a child, and he does have the consciousness of serving the Chong family to the death. At this critical moment, although he hesitated in his heart, he finally made up his mind, waved his knife to urge the horse, and rushed forward.

——Although he is only a military general of the innate level, and Murong Ying is said to be a top master who even the Marquis of Yanbei has to retreat! Even if you die, you have to wear off a layer of the other party's sharpness!

It's just that after making up his mind to desperately assault, there is still a little doubt in his heart after all - in the original plan, the army attack was only aimed at Murong Ying alone. And now there are two more around him, and it seems that his strength is not low, one of them can actually squeeze Murong Ying to the side, this kind of person, can he really rely on thousands of troops and horses to die?

............

At this end of the road, Huang Chang looked at those brave and fearless Chong's iron horsemen who rushed over, and sighed with emotion:

"They're all good soldiers, it's a pity. ”

"It's a pity that it's in the hands of fools—do they really think they can kill us with a lot of people?"

Jin Rong next to him sneered, and at the same time turned his head to look at Huang Chang:

"You're not going to do it, then I'm going to do it. ”

As he spoke, he knocked the pair of unicorn arm guards on his arm, as if he had the intention of summoning the fire phoenix among them. But Huang Chang shook his head:

"Let's do it with me, I'm better equipped, and there's no limit to the number of times I can do it. ”

Jin Rong pursed his lips, the person who kowtowed to the master nine times is different-although he also worshipped the master and received some benefits from the master, but there was no high-grade magic weapon among them.

But Jin Rong is not jealous now - he was jealous when he was a child, but he was fiercely suppressed by Huang Chang every time, he was suppressed every time he jumped sideways, but he was suppressed every time, but now he is used to it.

So he calmly watched as Huang Chang calmly stuck the long stick in his hand on the ground, and silently carried the manipulation technique.

- Huang Chang's stick, since he was given it by his teacher, he has been using it as a hand-to-hand weapon, and it is very bluntly called the fire dragon stick. But in fact, even if only a small part is left, the previous function of this treasure is a magic weapon used to fight between great monks! And it has long had a resounding name, called the Heavenly Divine Fire Pillar!

At this moment, Huang Chang finally remembered to use it as a magic weapon rather than a weapon - although only one-ninth of the pillar was left, and there was only one fire dragon bound on it, the power of this magic weapon was now about less than one percent of the original version. But what it was dealing with right now was just a bunch of mortals.

As Huang Chang's mantra of control reached the end, a roaring fire dragon rushed out of the golden ring on the stick. When it burst out of the golden ring, it was only the thickness of a finger, but once it left the suppression range of the Divine Fire Pillar, it instantly returned to the level of a normal dragon.

So the whole street was filled with crimson flames in an instant. The Chongjia Iron Cavalry on the opposite side, who were rushing over bravely, didn't even have time to open their mouths and shout, so they were swallowed by the fire dragon with their men and horses. When the dragon swept by, only black skeletons and ashes remained in the surface streets, as well as debris of burnt metal.

Outside the city, on the main formation of the Chong clan, Yanbei Hou Chonghu was brushing his beard, watching the cavalry under his command, as well as the high-rollers from all walks of life, pouring into the gaps in the city wall like mercury. When he rushed through the city wall, he didn't encounter any resistance, and it seemed that the Murong clan really didn't want to consume his strength on the periphery.

That's relatively simple, rush to the opponent's core inner fort to fight, and take it down, and it's a hundred. If you can't attack, at least you can compress the opponent's range of action, detect and weaken the opponent's defense, and prepare for subsequent attacks.

I was thinking about the next course of action in my mind, but suddenly I saw a big mess in front of me. The scattered troops that had scattered and climbed in through the gaps in the walls were no different, and they were still pouring into it in an orderly manner. Along the main road, there was a commotion on the side of the main cavalry of the Chong clan, who rushed in from the city gate.

A procession that had just entered the city gates, following behind the forwards, was running in all directions like soaked ants, and many people were screaming in terror and screaming out from the gates. All the weapons and horses were abandoned, and some people even fell to the ground regardless of it, holding their heads and burying them in the soil. I don't know what I'm hiding.

Chonghu in the distance couldn't help frowning, he didn't expect that he might lose the battle, but it stands to reason that if the other party wants to fight, he will generally deal with the miscellaneous soldiers on both sides first, and directly resist the main force of the central cavalry, which is not a wise move for immortal cultivators.

It was only this thought that came to mind, and Chonghu found that he still underestimated his opponent - ordinary monks were afraid of the army, but not necessarily those of the Great Gate Sect. People have powerful magic weapons around them, even if there are thousands of troops, they will still be wiped out to show you!

- From the cave of the city gate, which terrified his men, suddenly a dragon head of fire appeared, obviously made of illusory flames, but it stung as if it were alive, and a long tongue of flame stretched out, sweeping away the remnants of the defeated soldiers around the city gate, and then retracted, like a poisonous snake that had retracted into the hole.

Seeing the iron cavalry army with high hopes being defeated in person, Yanbei Hou Chonghu's face suddenly hung up. However, as the commander of the whole army, he could not show any wavering, and still had to stand there, showing a momentum of indifference.

Not long after, another monk who accompanied the army fled back to report that the forward cavalry had met the top master invited by the Murong family in the city, and it was the Kunlun disciple who had only come over yesterday. It seems that he has an extremely sharp magic weapon, and the fire dragon released is extremely terrifying, and with a single blow, it completely annihilates the forward troops of the Iron Cavalry who rushed into the city.

"The quality of that artifact is extremely high, and in the opinion of my subordinates, it is possible that it will ...... It's a treasure that has reached the highest grade!"

"Superior magic weapon, did you read that right?"

"My subordinates saw a similar fire dragon appear on the Dragon City guard tower last night, and I thought it was just a medium-grade charm. But this time, what I saw was more complete and condensed, the divine essence was sufficient, and it was definitely not a magic seal, and it should have its own body—and the flame essence that could be restrained into a dragon-type must be a high-quality magic weapon. ”

That subordinate was the person in charge of external intelligence in the Chong clan, and he had always had an excellent vision and had always made accurate judgments. Hearing the report of his subordinates, Chonghu's eyebrows suddenly rose - when did a monk in the stage of refining qi dare to openly hang around with a high-grade magic weapon?

Is your Kunlun faction really so extravagant and bold that you are not afraid of attracting Fayuan-level powerhouses to kill people and seize treasures?