There was a crisp sound, the broken knife and the long knife collided together, sparks flew everywhere, cracks appeared on the hard wall, and a large area collapsed at the crenellation, forcing the people around him to retreat.
"Have a lot of strength." This is Meng Shun's evaluation of Wu Gen.
"No more, try again." Wu Gen pointed to the outside of the city. Fighting on the wall would inevitably injure his own family.
"Then I need to ask for advice, but I won't show mercy. If you fight me, you have to be prepared to die." After saying that, Meng Shun jumped out of the wall with a trace of disdain on his face.
"You are still so showy at your age, I will kill you." Wu Gen also jumped towards the outside of the city. He had just tried out the attack. Meng Shun's cultivation was comparable to his own, but he was extremely solid, just like facing a rock, thick and thick. , tenacity.
With a thud, the two of them fell to the ground and each stood up with their swords in hand.
The sound of killings on the city wall was loud, but it was extremely quiet here. The two of them looked at each other silently, both with solemn expressions on their faces.
Meng Shun shook his hand, and an unspeakable aura expanded in all directions, as if there was an invisible flexible wall of energy surrounding his body.
Wu Gen tried to walk forward, but his body felt like he was sinking into deep water, and there was a lot of resistance in his hands and feet.
"What secret technique is this?" Wu Gen asked curiously.
"This is the secret method of my Meng family." Meng Shun raised his head and looked at the wall in the distance. "I advise you to hurry up. Your people can't hold it anymore. A bunch of rabble dares to challenge my elite soldiers."
"What a pity." Wu Gen took a step back, rolled up his sleeves and shook his head.
"What a pity." Meng Shun remained calm.
"Although such a secret technique is exquisite, I'm afraid not many people can practice it. Otherwise, the Meng family would definitely not be in the current situation, and even its foundation would be taken away by others." Wu Gen clicked his tongue, but he didn't take it seriously.
"Eight hundred elite soldiers are enough, let's see what the moves are." Meng Shunteng jumped up, his muscles tensed, and the tendons on his arms bulged, and he rushed towards Wu Gen with the strong wind.
The sky is falling, Wu Gen thought silently in his heart, and jumped to kill Meng Shun. To deal with such a good player, you cannot take it lightly, you must take heavy action.
There was a strong wind in front of Qinghuai City. The wind rolled up the grass and trees on the ground, like roaring waves, carrying the sea to the mountains, carrying thunder and lightning. The majestic sword energy tore at the obstacles along the way, and the waves roared towards Meng Shun. .
Meng Shun's expression changed as he was charging forward. A big river seemed to appear in front of him. The water was surging and violent waves fell from the sky. He was like a lone boat in the river, teetering on the edge of the waves.
"Ah..." Meng Shun crossed his hands forward to protect himself, leaned forward, and violently activated his secret technique, holding his feet firmly on the ground like two steel bars that fixed the sea.
Under the strong wind and waves, Meng Shun's body retreated step by step. The protection of his secret technique was stripped away layer by layer. There were countless fine knife marks on the armor on his body, and his exposed arms were bloody.
Finally, Meng Shun withstood the last wave and had already retreated more than fifty steps.
Wu Gen frowned. The blow just now did hit the opponent firmly, but it didn't feel smooth. It felt like Dahe had hit the hard rock. Although the opponent was knocked back, it did not cause too much damage.
Next, Wu Gen did not wait for the opponent to get up, twisting his body in the air. At the same time, the broken knife rotated like a folding fan in a dancer's hand, drawing a circular rainbow.
The rainbow rose from Wu Gen and set at Meng Shun, and a blood-red sunset instantly appeared under Qinghuai City. The faint red light spread around, dyeing the ground red, the walls red, and Meng Shun's eyes red.
Put down the knife, there's no point in resisting anymore. A feeling of despair, depression, and decadence spread in Meng Shun's heart, gnawing at his mind like a poisonous snake.
The red color suddenly became sticky, and the sword energy slashed hard, just like the setting sun crushing the dusk without mercy, and the next moment it would slide into the dark night.
"I don't accept it." An unwilling roar rang out. Meng Shun put the knife behind his back to block the pouring sword energy. His left hand was firmly on the ground, his whole body was shaking, and his joints made an overwhelming crunching sound.
Under the heavy pressure of the sword energy, Meng Shun's body continued to sink into the soil. In the end, his whole body fell into the pit, with only his head still exposed on the ground.
After raising his head with difficulty, Meng Shun looked into the distance with a ferocious expression.
Under the setting sun, there was a shadowy figure running towards him. Due to the light, the whole person looked shadowy, and the facial features were constantly moving, making everything look so unreal.
"I want you to give up and dream." Meng Shun roared, the soil around his body shot up, he jumped out of the pit, and took the broken knife in front of him.
Their eyes met, and both of them understood what the other meant. If no one fell down today, I'm afraid no one would quit. Coincidentally, the two jumped back and distanced themselves again.
Meng Shun gasped for air, the redness in his eyes gradually faded, and his depressed aura increased again.
Wu Gen touched his sore and numb arm and moved a step. The wound on the injured leg burst open again. Blood slowly flowed down the trouser leg. His eyes looking at Meng Shun became more solemn.
Since his debut, he has rarely used tricks such as Tianluo continuously. The reason is that it consumes too much on the body. It has to be said that Meng Shun is indeed proud of himself for actually taking over two of his own moves without falling. And judging from its appearance, it still has the ability to fight again.
More importantly, Wu Gen felt sympathy for his opponent's temperament that he would rather bend than bend, dare to fight and never give up. Such an opponent deserves respect and deserves all his efforts, even if he dies.
"Can we still fight?" Wu Gen asked loudly, holding knives at his side with both hands.
"Why not?" Meng Shun knelt down and dragged the knife behind him.
Wu Gen knew that when facing such a tough opponent, there was no need to show any bells and whistles. He could only show respect to Meng Shun by crushing the opponent head-on and knocking him down.
The mind was running wildly, and the two of them were about to take action again, when suddenly they both looked towards the city with surprised expressions.
From the top of the city, there was a dull and powerful roar of a beast, and a monster with white hair and red feet that looked like an ancient ape appeared in the sky.
The monster's red eyes glanced coldly below. For a moment, everyone felt that the monster was looking at them, and an uncontrollable chill arose spontaneously. That kind of strong sense of oppression makes it impossible for anyone to resist.
The monster's body is still very blurry, but it can be vaguely seen that it has six arms, and the long mane on its back almost reaches its heels. Soon, the monster's figure quickly shrank and fell towards the city.
What is this? Wu Gen's eyes widened, and he felt a sense of expectation in his heart.
No longer talking to Meng Shun, Wu Gen jumped onto the wall. Meng Shun suppressed the chill in his heart and ran towards the city wall.
When he jumped to the top of the wall, Wu Gen opened his mouth wide enough to stuff an ingot of gold ingot. Among the chaotic crowd, a tall figure stood out.
Baoxiang's body had doubled in size, his hair was hanging down his back, his iron tower-like body was tangled with muscles, and the monster's shadow was slowly sinking into his body.
With a loud roar, Baoxiang threw away the hammer and ax in his hand that seemed a bit awkward due to the change in body shape, stepped forward with his big feet, and rushed towards the formation-breaking soldiers on the city wall. The wall seemed to be shaking with every step he took.
He grabbed two formation-breaking soldiers and slapped them in the middle. Their bodies were deformed by the impact, and they fainted on the spot.
Seeing that the situation was not good, a formation-breaking soldier next to him slashed at Baoxiang's arm with his sword, trying to save his companion. But the steel knife was cut on the arm, and it only got stuck inside after an inch.
Bao Xiang turned around with a ferocious smile, punched out, and hit the formation breaker with his fist as big as a basin. After the muffled sound, the chest of the formation-breaking soldier suddenly deflated, and countless blood arrows were shot out from the body. The body flew high, jumped over the wall and fell towards the outside of the city.
Even though the formation breaker's secret technique could withstand sword attacks and ignore the flying arrows, they were still as vulnerable as a piece of paper in the face of such absolute power.
Before Baoxiang could move again, seven or eight formation-breaking soldiers jumped up beside him. They pressed their heads, grabbed their arms, and forced him down. There were also formation-breaking soldiers nearby who stabbed Baoxiang with knives, trying to strangle him together.
I have to say that these formation-breaking soldiers are indeed fierce. No wonder Meng Shun is so proud.
"Death." Zhang Wuyang and others who were not far away were about to step forward to rescue him when they heard Baoxiang yell loudly, his body suddenly straightened up, and the formation-breaking soldiers attached to his body were bounced out in all directions.
After his body was freed from the trap, Baoxiang raised his head and roared, beating his chest heavily with both fists, showing his ferocious momentum.
Boom, boom, boom, Baoxiang started running again, arms spread wide, like a wild monster from ancient times, pushing the formation-breaking soldiers on the wall and running towards the wall.
Although these people tried their best to resist, the difference in strength between the two sides was so great that the soldiers who broke the formation were pushed off the city.
Baoxiang rushed to the iron cable bridge, grabbed a few iron cables, and pulled hard, and the steel fibers holding the iron cables under the city wall were pulled out. Throwing the flying claw attached to the iron rope off the wall, Baoxiang continued his efforts and destroyed more than a dozen iron ropes.
Looking at the soldiers who were still climbing up the formation, Baoxiang seemed a little impatient, so he simply jumped onto the chain bridge and slid down all the way. The huge body roared down, knocking down the formation-breaking soldiers on the bridge.
With a loud bang, Baoxiang's huge feet landed on the ground, swaying his body forward, and hugged five or six formation-breaking soldiers.
With muffled groans, these formation-breaking soldiers were squeezed until their faces turned purple, their bones were broken, and blood spurted out of their mouths. They were actually strangled to death in Bao Xiang's arms.
No matter how tenacious the formation-breaking soldiers were, they were still frightened when they saw such an inhuman monster, and they all retreated, not daring to approach him again.
Zhang Wuyang and others on the city were overjoyed when they saw this, and led the fearless troops to rush towards the remaining formation-breaking soldiers. After a fierce fight, there was no more enemy soldiers on the city.
"Charge." Zhang Wuyang jumped onto the cable bridge first and rushed towards the city. With the help of the Fearless Army, Baoxiang is even more powerful. For a time, the ranks of the formation-breaking soldiers became chaotic, and many people were surrounded and killed by the fearless army on the spot.
Lexi quickly organized the remaining archers to suppress the wolf soldiers nearby who were shooting arrows to cover her family's attack.
In front of Qinghuai City, Baoxiang was the first to rush forward, leading the fearless army in a rampage towards the formation-breaking soldiers who were still trying to counterattack.
Finally, the formation-breaking soldiers became completely chaotic, and the formation was split, forming small clusters to support themselves. However, since the governor did not speak, no one dared to retreat.
On the top of the wall, Meng Shun glanced at Wu Gen coldly, turned around and rushed down the wall, "Retreat." With an order, these formation-breaking soldiers who had lost their will to fight retreated towards their own troops in the distance.
Some people died, but not completely...
