"...... Sonor"

The mountain and river stick was once again hitting the drum urn and the golden hammer, and the deafening sound of metal impact echoed endlessly, making everyone nearby only feel a buzzing in their ears and deaf in both ears.

The strong wind visible to the naked eye swept away like a storm, blowing sand and fog, and it was difficult for the naked eye to see; the sand and gravel ****, like arrows, made the anti-army strong people who were congested at the city gate have to retreat again and again.

Under absolute power, any fancy is useless.

The two fought fiercely for dozens of rounds, Li Yuanba only smashed it with one hammer, and Wu Xin's mountain and river stick had one more move, either a direct attack or a sweep, which made people extremely boring to watch, but shocked.

The two of them are not clumsy, but they can both break the law with one force.

Whether it is Wu Xin or Li Yuanba, they are all powerful and powerful, and the strength and strong wind brought up when they shoot can disperse or defeat all kinds of tricks, and even hidden weapons are difficult to approach.

Yang Guang is dead, and Wu Xin, who is gradually showing his combat power, is no longer clumsy.

This battle satisfied Li Yuanba's wishes, satisfied the speculation of the world, and Wu Xin was testing his strength.

Fifty or sixty barbaric and direct fights, the two are evenly matched, and it is impossible to talk about who is strong and who is weak.

However, Wu Xin felt that Li Yuanba's physical strength was still slightly better than his own. Moreover, with the same strength, the difference in weapons, the direct strike force of the hammer is always stronger than that of the stick.

To Wu Xin's surprise, with the barbaric and ferocious fights again and again, the strength of the two of them has increased significantly and slowly.

The decisive battle between the first demon in the world and the second demon in the world.

Wu Xin had always believed that his strength would not be weaker than Li Yuanba's, and this time he finally saw Li Yuanba's incredible anti-heaven power, and neither of them had ever fought against an opponent of equal strength.

For himself, Wu Xin felt that it was Li Yuanba who activated his physical potential and developed a lot of originally hidden powers. Li Yuanba may be the same, maybe it is a psychological outburst of addiction.

Because of this, the two fought in a dark and bloody way, almost forgetting where they were.

"Overlord Gun!"

"Wild Lion Slash!"

"Moon Strike!"

Wu Xin and Li Yuanba struck with all their strength again, and suddenly, two guns and one knife, three sharp rays of light blasted through the mist of sand and stones, and bombarded Wu Xin, who had just retreated from the old force and had not yet been born with the new force.

"Jingle ......"

It was too late to resist with a stick, Wu Xin flipped his left hand, the phantom sword was in his hand, and with a shake, countless sword qi struck out in an instant, blocking two shots and one knife.

"Huh?!"

Li Yuanba, who was about to continue to shoot, his face sank, and he glared angrily at the three people who were repulsed, but he didn't make a move.

One armed with a thick iron spear...... The half-hundred old man of the overlord gun, Xiang Lie, the overlord gun, is said to be a family tradition and authentic overlord marksmanship.

An old man with a big knife in his hand, a burly and sturdy body, like an angry lion, and a beard like a needle, is a powerful party in the Central Plains...... Lion King Xue Lei.

A middle-aged man with a handsome body and a handsome face in his handsome position...... Jiang Zhen is from the Jiang family's marksmanship, which is famous for its marksmanship.

What's more, Jiang Zhen is the native of the Jiang family, the general and wife of Luo Yi, the tiger general who is now stationed in Zhuo County, what does this mean?!

The three of them are all great monks, famous for attacking fortifications, and they can be great monks who can be fierce generals when they enlist in the army.

Only such a person can interfere in the battle between Wu Xin and Li Yuanba.

"Monkey Demon! Maybe you have the confidence to defeat the Martial King, but you can't do it in a short time, we can't afford to wait! The coalition army has an order to defeat the warrior king at any cost, otherwise...... With every breath of delay, our odds of winning are reduced by one point, and countless good sons are killed......"

Feeling Li Yuanba's anger and abnormality, Jiang Zhen was quite annoyed and depressed, and said in a deep voice.

Li Yuanba and Wu Xin were stunned together, and suddenly woke up......

At this time, a few miles outside the city, it was already crowded with a large army, dense, endless, vast and cloudy like a dark cloud cover, but it did not move, obviously the rebels on the north road had arrived, but because Li Yuanba could not break the city and sighed.

Tiandu-level city walls, not to mention whether the leaders of various forces are willing to let their armies attack. The rebels are not stupid and do not want to die.

What's more, the rebels on the northern route, who came in a hurry, did not carry siege equipment, let alone want to attack Tiandu, they need top-level siege equipment. Even if the city wall is not defended, and the rebel soldiers can't climb it, how can they talk about attacking the city?

Looking to the left and right, along the city wall, there are still bodies screaming and falling, breaking hands and feet at the lightest, and falling into flesh and mud at the worst, killing them on the spot.

The number of anti-army powerhouses that were originally densely packed all over the city wall and numbered as high as more than 40,000 has been scattered by nearly one-third. Instead, a punch in the corner of the wall was bloody and corpses.

Look up at the sky......

More than 200 great monks fought fiercely in the air, and the battle was dark, and the sun and moon were dark.

The rebel army on the north road, plus some of the strong people who evacuated Jiangdu Palace, only had nearly 100 great monks, but there were more than 100 defenders of the city, and it was obviously the rebel army at a disadvantage.

If it continues to drag on, the rebels will not mention the capture of the northern city wall, it is estimated that most of them will die here, or the kind they will send to death!

"Third brother, don't make a move, what do you want? If you don't break the city, not only the third brother, but I, Li Tang, will become a sinner in the world!"

Between Li Yuanba and Wu Xin, Li Jiancheng, who was a few miles behind, scolded loudly in anger. After a pause, he looked at Wu Xin with sharp eyes and said:

"King Wu is my Li Tang Engong, we don't want to be an enemy of King Wu, as long as King Wu gives way, let King Wu and related people stay, everyone will be the witness!"

"Hehe......"

Wu Xin chuckled a few times, too lazy to answer.

Li Yuanba muttered rather aggrievedly: "What about Senior Xiahou? Didn't you say that Senior Xiahou would help me? Senior didn't make a move, so he paused, how can you blame me!"

It wasn't yelling, and it wasn't deliberately muffled. 's own loud voice made Li Yuanba's muttering sound spread for miles away.

"Senior Xiahou is entangled, and he can't get out for the time being, I will be able to repel the Martial King with all my strength!"

Jiang Zhen explained quite jealously, tightened the silver gun in his hand, and glared at Wu Xin.

"Beautiful Hair Silver Dragon, does it represent yourself, or the Jiang family, or Luo Yi?

Wu Xin's face was not different, and he asked slowly in a calm tone.

Jiang Zhen's face changed slightly, and he stopped talking......

"Kill!"

Li Yuanba shouted, and the drum urn and golden hammer in his hand smashed towards Wuxin like a meteorite falling from the sky, fast, heavy and fierce.

If you want to repel Wu Xin, you still have to be dominated by Li Yuanba, and it is not enough to rely on three great monks.

"Don't forget! This king is not just a martial artist...... It's up to you ......"

The mountain and river stick in Wu Xin's hand still hit hard, but he still had the strength to strike.

As he spoke, the martial spirit of the martial god behind him appeared, the storm roared around him, and the storm Wen Xin appeared, condensing countless wind blades, and slashing out his head and face...... (To be continued.) )