This roar, shattering the heavens and the earth, as if the catapult during the siege battle roared and smashed into the ground at high speed, this time the power was greater than the dozens of thunderbolts just now, the entire noon gate was constantly echoing, the city wall was shattered with a lot of dust, and there was a lot of blood in the air.

Many people fell to the ground and vomited blood, many people flew out sideways, the noon gate square was chaotic, and the great cultivator of the six gates, carrying a knife, said coldly: "Martial artists below the Qi Realm, retreat!"

The army of Great Xia is really well-trained, even if he is seriously injured, he forcibly drags his body to leave around when he hears the order, but he is not chaotic at all, he continues to leave, holding a long qiāng, fighting like a green pine, even if many weapons have been broken, but still immovable like a mountain, this is the soldiers of Great Xia, they are the patron saints of Great Xia.

Although Gu Qingci was entangled by Sannian, he still paid attention to the scene here, and when he saw the performance of these soldiers, he couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart, he was from Daxia, this is the army that belongs to their Daxia, this is a good man of the Han people.

The general leads the army and sends people to treat the wounded soldiers!

Thirty Covered Qi Realm Six Doors Catch Fast, Five Praetorian Guard Commanders, and One Six Doors Great Cultivator, all of them are carrying swords, some are kneeling on the ground on one knee, there is blood at the corner of their mouths, but they all have indifferent expressions, they don't seem to see the dust around them, and they can't see the very casual masked man, they can't see the strength of the other party, they only see the broken bones and don't retreat!

Some Praetorian Guards have begun to prepare bows and arrows, and some warriors have cooperated with each other to rush to the gate of the city, there is only slaughter in the air, Gu Qingci slapped his palm on Sannian's body, and the Heavenly Demon Qin fell on his hand.

Under the guillotine, a brick flew back in a circle in the air, Ouyang Tiedan held the brick, and slowly pulled out a short qiāng, glowing with cold light, Qingyang Dao Chang raised the long sword, and said coldly: "Ouyang Muhua, how long are you going to mess around?"

Ouyang Muhua shrugged his shoulders, shook his shoulders for a while, and said lightly: "Okay, let's go over and help that monk, that monk has a hole in his brain, obviously he can't beat him to death, he has already beaten people out of anger, and it won't be good if he really kills him later." ”

"Humph!"

Qingyang Dao Chang snorted coldly, and didn't say more, with a light tap under his feet, a sword slashed out, and the invisible true qi poured overwhelmingly towards Gu Qingci.

Gu Qingci's footsteps stopped, and as soon as he stroked the Heavenly Demon Qin, the chaotic true qi shot out, directly breaking through the true qi of Qingyun Dao Chief, and burst away, as if a circle of swords were entwined around Qingyun Dao Chang, Qingyun Dao Chang's body exuded a unique gentle and peaceful true qi to his home, and the long sword rotated, provoking these qin sounds that gathered from all directions, and this qin sound seemed to have become a physical attack!

A little cold came first, a short qiāng stabbed, Gu Qing resigned, sat cross-legged on the ground, pulled the strings hard, and the sound wave turned into a true qi cover, blocking the short qiāng glowing with cold light, and the true qi was broken one by one, and the short qiāng attacked like a broken bamboo, but stopped at the last moment.

There was a faint voice in his ears: "Brother Gu, I can only help you get here, you find a chance to leave by yourself!"

Gu Qingci stroked the Heavenly Demon Qin, and said: "Brother Tiedan, for the sake of favor, Qingci has written it down!"

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

At the gate of the city gate at noon, the man in green shirt carrying the wine gourd hung the wine gourd on his waist, waved his hand gently, the pitch-black long sword was held in his hand, and an unrivaled sword intent burst out of his body, gradually getting thicker and thicker, and the dark clouds in the sky quickly gathered and stirred.

The man in the green shirt took a step forward, stepped over a foot or two, put it in front of the city gate, and said coldly: "You go first, the sooner the better, leave it all to me here!"

The masked woman nodded and said, "Fool, you take care of your own safety!"

After that, the masked woman took the lead towards the city gate, Ning Qing was in the middle, looked back, and didn't say anything, at this time, he didn't need to say anything to stay and help, and he didn't need to say anything unworthy, at this time, the earlier he left, the more useful it was.

Maybe there was a smile, the man in green shirt, a sword blocked the city gate.

"Front, shoot!"

Seeing that those people were about to rush out of the city gate, the Praetorian Guard general waved his hand and roared.

The hundred Praetorian Guards holding the longbow remained in a one-kneeling position, their right hand had already released the hilt, and the flat-ended powerful military longbow aimed at the depths of the city gate and fired quickly.

Hundreds of arrows shot through like lightning.

Perhaps out of trust in the man in the green shirt, the masked woman and her party did not hesitate or take any precautions, and rushed straight to the city gate.

At the moment when the arrows flew out, the breath between heaven and earth suddenly became chaotic, and the dark clouds in the sky were overwhelming, and in an instant, the wind struck, and countless swords spun and flew out from around the man in green shirts, with strong fluctuations, like snowflakes flying, blocking those feather arrows one by one, without exception.

There was a sword in the sky, just above the head of the man in the green shirt, very huge, wrapped in dark clouds, as if there was a fierce battle, trying to break through the encirclement, the surrounding heaven and earth vitality was torn like a wrectocks, turning into countless turbulence, but the sword just couldn't rush out.

The masked woman and the others had already rushed to the city gate, and the great cultivator of the six gates immediately made a decision and said coldly: "Kill me!"

The Praetorian Guards stopped as soon as possible, and thirty-five Qi Realm martial artists and a great cultivator surrounded the green-shirted man, this was a collision of swords and swords, but it seemed that there were only two people fighting.

There is a pitch-black sword that breaks through the air.

There were thirty-five Qi Realm martial artists who threw sharp knives and gathered into a knife in the air, and the great cultivator was like a god, holding that indescribable knife, slashing out the ocean storm, cold killing intent, violent cold wind, and suffocating coercion.

The green-shirted man's clothes fluttered in the wind, and the long swords were around, constantly emitting sword qi, violent vibrations, waves of true qi, and a deafening loud sound, the luster seemed to be on the line, fleeting, but it was an endless meteor shower.

The man in the green shirt wants to move forward, and the great cultivator of the six doors also wants to move forward, the waves of the ordinary two seas collide, setting off the cold of this spring, if it is night, it should also be daytime here, but neither of them can take a step forward, there is no sunshine, only dark clouds, but no rain, and the rain above has turned into mist.

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

Gu Qingci fought against the three great cultivators alone, although Ouyang Muhua was releasing water, but the other two were attacking with all their might, although Gu Qingci's situation was not a big problem, but he couldn't get out of his body for a while.

"Brother Gu," Ouyang Muhua suddenly said, "Your brother's sword path is about to break through, but it's still a little hot!"

Gu Qing quit the piano, but he was also paying attention, and preached back: "Brother Tie Dan, what is the best way, he could have broken through in the last battle of Wangjing, but it was fulfilled for me, and he couldn't break through." ”

Ouyang Muhua said lightly: "There is a way, that is, Brother Gu, you have to suffer a little!"

Gu Qingci and Ouyang Muhua glanced at each other, nodded, and said, "Then I'll fulfill him!" 11