Staring at the densely charging monsters ahead, Sun Nutang gritted his teeth and flew forward.
His wound opened again and blood flowed out. He couldn't care less at this time and increased his speed to the maximum it could currently perform.
"Chirp, chirp, chirp", more than ten arrows were fired fifty feet in front, bursting one by one, and the sharp metal objects attached to the spiritual energy screamed and sputtered, killing all kinds of monsters blocking the way.
In just a moment, Sun Nutang rushed over unimpeded.
Chang Siguo followed closely behind, flashing left and right, up and down, using bows and arrows to deal with the fifth-level monster that avoided the explosive arrow attack.
Beast-like monsters are not as fast as monster birds. Faced with the attacks of arrows made of magic weapons that are as fast as meteors from a distance of dozens of feet, the fifth-level monsters dodge for a few times and then start to dodge far away. Their fate is their own. Don't hit an egg with an egg.
The lessons learned from several fifth-level demon birds, but placed there, were too terrible to look at.
They don't dare to really pursue them, and they don't dare to risk their lives to allow humans to approach suddenly. The close attack methods of humans are truly terrifying.
They use sorcery to attack from a distance and deal with the task of capturing people alive from above.
Let them do it at any cost, the price is too high.
They don't want to be the price of being ruthlessly abandoned.
"useless idiot"
The dissatisfied voice of a sixth-level demon cultivator came from a distance.
Sun Nutang swung his sword to smash the aftermath of the evil spell. He shouted and saw that he was about to meet up with the monks who were ordered to go out of the city to kill and intercept the evil cultivators. They were only a hundred feet away. There was no obstacle in the way. Victory was in sight. Chang Siguo suddenly thought about it. A hard push from behind.
"Go quickly"
Sun Nutang heard that the shout was wrong, so he did not hesitate to use his strength to fly over a hundred feet and pounce into the group of monks.
An explosion could be heard, exploding in the air where he had just flown away.
When he turned around again, he saw Chang Siguo fighting with a gray shadow. The two sides were moving very fast, and they were tangled in a circle of thirty feet. Judging from the aura, the one who attacked Chang Siguo was clearly a sixth-level demon. build.
Chang Siguo has fought against many sixth-level demon cultivators, and he doesn't have much respect for them.
With the help of the Killing Heart Knife, he killed six-level monsters with the size of a slap. Unfortunately, the situation was not right at this time, otherwise the opponent would be so close to attack him so suddenly, which would be just what he wanted.
At this moment, he was immersed in the realm of killing. He performed his dust-proof steps in an incomprehensible manner, with a burst of speed that was strange and flexible, trying to keep up with the opponent's attack rhythm.
A water-breaking knife makes the wind and water rise. The defensive sword technique of the Fierce Flame Eight Swordsman is the Flame Millstone. With the help of Di Liu Liu's constant flashing body technique, people follow the knife, like a powerful millstone, to neutralize the opponent's attack.
He didn't seek merit, but only no fault. He was forced to retreat step by step and dangle in the air.
The fight only lasted a few breaths when two "bang chi" sounds were heard, and Chang Siguo flew upside down and hit the tightly-formed and slowly retreating team of monks.
The two monks in the front row were unable to retract their swords in time and stabbed Chang Siguo in the back.
They were worried that the stabbing of Xi Ze did not happen. Instead, the formation was hit and the light waves shook several times.
Chang Siguo used his strength to stabilize his body. He had just deliberately slowed down, but was hit on the shoulder by the fist of the sixth-level demon cultivator. He was able to escape. The longer the struggle, the more dangerous he was. The demon cultivator broke his murderous mood with a punch. , the blood in his eyes faded.
He rubbed his shoulders. Even with the fire robe and stacked shields for protection, half of his shoulders still hurt sharply.
A hundred feet away in the air, stood an old man in gray clothes with a gloomy face and a pair of dark red leopard eyes. There was a small hole in his clothes on his left shoulder. In this fight, the old man was almost beaten by the sharp origin of the fight. The sword hurt.
"guard"
The three teams of monks who followed Sun Nutang and Chang Siguo quickly transformed into a three-dimensional and round defensive formation under the orders of their respective captains. The magic weapons or magic weapons in their hands were flowing with light.
Several fourth-order formation masters in the team worked together to control the honeycomb formation that was infused with mana by many monks, forming a whole body that could move the entire body. They slowly retreated. They had often thought about the aftermath of the battle with the old man in gray. , except for the six captains and deputy captains who took action to eliminate them, some others were blocked by the formation.
The other monks who went out of the city to assist were still fighting to the death with the demon cultivators.
The old man in gray clothes failed to catch a fifth-level monk, so he slapped him away in anger.
A hurricane wrapped in gray mist formed instantly and rolled towards the array of monks who were neatly lined up. Human monks were annoying in this way. There were only a few captains and deputy captains in the Lingfu realm who dared to lead a group of low-level monks to compete with the sixth-level demon cultivators.
It is more difficult for low-level monsters of the monster clan to do this.
There are many tribes with different interests, so it is difficult to coordinate and command the formation. If they could rely on the overwhelming power of demons and unified dispatch of the formation, Sanyu City would have been destroyed for 800 years.
"hit"
This time, only the captain in the middle gave the order.
A group of monks carried out their usual training and waved their weapons in accordance with the order, striking hard at the hurricane.
"boom"
The hurricane was attacked by nearly sixty weapons, especially two of the Lingfu realm monks who combined their efforts to attack. The hurricane, which had not absorbed enough spiritual energy from heaven and earth, exploded with a bang.
The power turned into fragments and chaos, spilling out everywhere.
The remaining two teams of monks were not idle. While their companions were attacking, they quickly poured mana into the formation. The honeycomb light waves connected to each other flashed to protect everyone, and they could enter and exit freely.
The other four deputy captains of the Lingfu Realm are distributed in various places, ready to take action at any time to resist the attack of the sixth-level demon cultivator.
The scattered force hit the three-dimensional protective honeycomb military formation, causing ripples.
Chang Siguo circulated his breath for a few times to relieve the pain, and stared at the old man in gray opposite him. He did not attack the hurricane magic.
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He believed that as long as the old man was not dizzy, he would not fall into the trap.
A close and quick fight with the old man made him tired, but he also benefited a lot.
He seemed to have seen the direction of the last three steps of Huchenbu, and he had some vague insights, but he couldn't grasp it.
After returning to the city, I have to stay in seclusion to find out the feeling.
Two streams of light suddenly appeared from the air, attacking the old man in gray with staggered chops and stabs. The golden elixir monk in the distance freed up his hands and used flying swords to cover the hive army formation as it retreated back to the city. Although the hive army formation was tough and strong, it was It is not durable and consumes the mana of the monks in the formation.
The hands of the old man in gray clothes turned into leopard palms, and sharp claws popped out. He let out a roar and was about to fend off the two flying swords that attacked him from a very far distance. His face suddenly changed and he dodged to the side.
A vague sword shadow flashed for a moment, stabbed in the air, and then disappeared.
The flying swords that slashed and stabbed turned and chased in the direction of the old man. It turned out that there were three Jindan monks who had to deal with the old man. One of the swords concealed the sharpness of the two swords and almost succeeded.
The old man in gray clothes no longer hesitated and used teleportation to escape. He went deep alone. If he got entangled, he would be in big trouble, so it was best to go as far as possible.
The honeycomb military formation retreated in a circling form, like a hedgehog, leaving the demon cultivators who had gathered around them with almost nothing to say. After several waves of attacks and dozens of corpses being dropped, they could only watch helplessly as the honeycomb military formation returned to the city.
The ferocious human who wielded a bow and arrow was inside the formation, so frightened that many fifth-level demon cultivators did not dare to approach.
There are so many worries that the siege's combat power cannot be fully exerted.
"The Southern Army protecting the city, mission accomplished, retreat."
Following the arrogant orders in the distance, the other monks who were fighting with the demon cultivator began a difficult retreat.
In the end, less than half of the monks returned to the city alive.
The racial war is so cruel.
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