Chu Yan came to the city wall as a doctor, and she was escorted by many masters who had been treated by her, but Zhou Mengdie still didn't like her to appear on the city wall.

Although he was not as hopelessly obsessed with her as he used to be, he still hoped that she would be safe and not in danger.

For Lin Daoru, there was a slight hint of dissatisfaction in his heart.

The Mongolian elite soldiers walked slowly towards Xiangyang City with the Mongolian warriors in neat steps, holding round shields and scimitars, and their feet were heavy and powerful, but they were like flying.

They let out an earth-shattering roar from their mouths, and the roar of more than 100,000 people really made the hearts of some young heroes who had just entered the battlefield tremble.

They are hot-blooded and heroic, and they love their families and the country. After learning the news of the Mongol invasion, he stepped on the battlefield without hesitation, but when he faced the black and oppressive enemy army surging up like a tide, his heart was still a little panicked, his steps retreated slightly, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

There was a young man about seventeen or eighteen years old in front of Zhou Mengdie, when he first entered the battlefield, he rushed in front of Zhou Mengdie with enthusiasm, and was rushed by the momentum of the Mongols, his feet were soft, and his body suddenly took a step back uncontrollably.

Zhou Mengdie stretched out her hand to hold him, then patted him on the shoulder, glanced at him with an encouraging look, and then said with a smile: "Little brother, is it the first time to go to the battlefield?" ”

A hint of flush appeared on the young man's face, but he stood very stubbornly in place, his right hand firmly holding the sword in his hand. Watch the Mongols slowly approach.

An inexplicable smile appeared on Zhou Mengdie's face. Look at the immature and tenacious figure at the head of the city. A trace of warmth floats in the bottom of my heart!

The Mongols fired a symbolic rain of arrows at the top of the city, and then frantically erected the ladder at the head of the city, stepped on the muddy road, and pounced towards the city.

The rolling stone sassalwood above the head of the city was smashed down by the guards of the city.

Xiaoyao Feng Jue led a group of disciples of the Divine Arrow Villa who were recruited by his letter to stand on top of a city tower, and bundles of arrows were placed behind them, frantically venting the arrows in his hand under the city, he reached out and grabbed it, and nine arrows appeared in his hands. Like nine golden crows falling to the ground, they fell into the midst of the Mongol army, and they exploded in place and only a big pit.

Although his juniors and disciples did not have the same momentum as him, more than ten people shot one to six or seven golden crows in unison, and the lethality could be described as incomparably great.

Zhou Mengdie smacked her tongue secretly, she didn't expect that the peerless knowledge of this Divine Arrow Mountain Villa would have such a power on the battlefield.

In just a quarter of an hour, the number of Mongolians killed and wounded in their hands had reached thousands, and Guo Jing and the others on the city wall secretly smacked their tongues, only the masters of the Great Grandmaster realm could probably be comparable to them in such a short period of time.

The Mongols did not let the people go on without letting them go. When even sent several grandmasters to fly towards the city wall.

A three-meter-tall Mongolian giant swung a sledgehammer into the top of the tower.

The giant hammer came with a huge force of 10,000 catties. Guo Jing, who was overjoyed to get these treasures of the Divine Arrow Villa just now, where could he allow them to lose?

When even without saying a word, he used a trick to descend the dragon palm and slapped the giant hammer away, with a wave of his big hand, several grandmaster masters came out from behind him.

Among them were his two disciples, Dawu Xiaowu, as well as many Nine Bag Elders of the Beggar Gang.

Each of them used his mastery to stop the Mongolian masters. Secretly wiped a cold sweat, and after glancing at Guo Jing gratefully, the arrows in the hands of the free wind were still pouring out like a tide, and Zhou Mengdie also flew to the front of the city wall, kicking a young man from the rivers and lakes who was about to be slashed by someone and took a step backwards, and the sword in his hand flashed, and the Mongolian warrior who pounced on the city wall fell to the ground.

Since Guo Jing had already made a move, there was no reason for the masters in the Mongolian camp not to move, even if a man in black came to greet Guo Jing.

He used a very strange body technique all the way, as if he was Guo Jing's shadow, no matter how Guo Jing attacked, he couldn't really hurt him.

And his hands have never been idle, and the strange fingering all the way has continuously attacked Guo Jing's facial features, but he has turned a blind eye to Guo Jing's exposed heart, perineum and other flaws.

It was not the first time Guo Jing had fought him, and he was not in a hurry, but he just tried his best to deal with him and stopped all his attacks. and did not let him take a step closer to Xiangyang City.

Although he had already flown down to the city, to the Great Grandmaster, he was no different from his own camp in the enemy camp.

The only one who can hurt the great grandmaster is the great grandmaster.

At this moment, the Grandmaster Giant found a sledgehammer out of nowhere, and after turning around in place a few times, he once again threw it towards the Divine Arrow Villa and the others above the city.

Seeing that the giant hammer was about to fall on the city tower, a golden light suddenly lit up from the city wall, and under the sun, a golden barrier appeared, and a trace of strange runes flowed on it.

The giant hammer slammed into the rune, and when it let out a strange whistling sound, and then rebounded towards the Mongol camp, the Mongolian giant man was caught off guard, and was hit by his own sledgehammer, and the master of the dignified grandmaster realm was instantly smashed into meat sauce, and the terrifying power of his blow was visible.

A trace of shock appeared on Zhou Mengdie's face, and she glanced at Zhao Xuanwei, who was sweating profusely with her hands held flat on the side, and had a clearer understanding of the power of the formation in her heart.

After the giant hammer rebounded back, she dropped her hand and collapsed weakly into the arms of the monk who had quit sex on the side, and then under his tender gaze, a sweet smile appeared on her face.

This scene is just a small episode compared to the whole battle. Zhou Mengdie walked around to harvest the heads of the masters who poured into the city, and pulled back one after another from the edge of death of the young heroes of the rivers and lakes and the defenders of Xiangyang.

Time passed quietly, and when night fell, Guo Jing under the city suddenly let out a loud shout, and the true qi in his body surged, instantly exerting his own realm.

It was a strange territory, and eighteen dragons leaped into the air, stared at each other, incarnated as humans, or disappeared into the void.

That was Guo Jing's domain, when the sun set, the light between heaven and earth escaped, and when the man in black could no longer use his shadow to perform a strange technique, he burst out with all his terrifying strength and launched an overwhelming onslaught against the man in black.

"Guo Jing, do you think you can defeat me without the sun? It's ridiculous, the night is your death period. As soon as his words fell, he suddenly raised his head to the sky and let out a roar. His figure was instantly divided into three, and at the same time he performed three unique skills, one attacked Guo Jing's eyes, ears, mouth and nose, one attacked Guo Jing's heart, lungs, chest and abdomen, and one was short, coming towards Guo Jing's legs and perineum.

At the same time, a comprehension appeared around them, and countless strange ghosts were entangled with Guo Jing's golden dragon.

Huang Rong's face showed a look of horror, and she hurriedly abandoned the task of fighting the soldiers at the head of the city, took out a jade flute from her waist and blew the blue sea tide song, and walked towards Guo Jing with ethereal steps under her feet.

The two fought the three men in black together, but they were still difficult to match, and they were forced to retreat.

"It's the ghost clone method of the ghost path. A upright and heroic figure suddenly sounded, and Lin Daoru, who was originally treating the city wall with Chu Yan, suddenly let out a loud shout, which instantly attracted Zhou Mengdie's attention.

Zhou Mengdie flew to his side and asked, "Is there a way to crack it?"

A trace of solemnity appeared in Lin Daoru's eyes, and he said, "Yes, but I have to go to their realm." ”

Zhou Mengdie was slightly stunned, then glanced at Chu Yan on the side, and was about to speak, but she suddenly said: "Ah Sheng, Daoru will ask you." ”

Zhou Mengdie's face froze, and then he glanced at Lin Daoru again, only to see him looking at Zhou Mengdie with a firm face, and said: "Now only Brother Zhou can send Lin someone, please." ”

Zhou Mengdie exclaimed: "You will die!"

Lin Daoru laughed and said, "Since Lin stepped on the battlefield, he has put life and death out of the way. For the country and the people, it is not too fast. ”

Zhou Mengdie gritted her teeth, and immediately shouted: "Qi Tian, open the way." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Tian, who was following him, immediately let out a strange shout, picked up a mace used by a Mongolian warrior out of nowhere, and then jumped down the city wall.

Wanqing glanced at Zhou Mengdie with some concern, and said, "Master" After Zhou Mengdie gave her a firm look, she didn't say anything more, but said, "Master, I'll wait for you to come back." (To be continued.) )