Nanfeng looked at the No. 0 World Pass in his hand and was not in a hurry to use it.
With Long Wudi around, World 0 was safe for the time being, so Nanfeng decided to go back to Nancheng first.
There are also people he wants to protect in Nancheng.
2:39 p.m.
According to the previous rules, it should be the 29th wave of vicious beasts attacking at this time.
But everyone in Nancheng had been waiting for a long time, but no ferocious beast came to attack.
"What happened? Is the beast tide over?"
"The system announced just now that Nanshen has killed all the fallen demons in our world, and the beast tide may really be over."
"Everyone, stay vigilant and don't be careless."
"Open the city gate first and drain the rainwater from the city, otherwise the southern city will be flooded."
The 28th wave of bright moon water spirits have been wiped out, leaving only a few dozen still wandering outside the city.
The heavy rain is slowly getting lighter, but there is already serious water accumulation in Nancheng, which is more than one meter deep, seriously affecting movement.
Su Zeran could only order the city gate to be opened and the water released.
Xiao Luo took 30 clones and searched everywhere outside the city for traces of the next wave of ferocious beasts.
However, there are no more ferocious beasts attacking the city.
"Is it over?"
Xiao Luo murmured and moved deeper into the wild to expand the search scope.
The wilderness is very quiet, and one or two ferocious beasts occasionally appear, but they have no intention of continuing to attack Nancheng.
It seems that the beast tide is really over.
"Um"
Xiao Luo suddenly became focused.
He has a total of 31 clones, but he only brought 30 clones out this time, leaving one clone to sit in Nancheng.
At this time, the clone in Nancheng sensed the danger
"Back to the city"
Xiao Luo shouted loudly and turned into a phantom and rushed towards Nancheng.
The 31 clones under him followed closely behind.
Outside the south city.
One of Xiao Luo's clones was sitting cross-legged on the muddy ground, his expression neither happy nor sad.
He's been like this from the beginning, looking very cool.
Seeing this, everyone on the city wall was discussing Xiao Luo's clone in a low voice.
Huang Yuanming: "Xiao Luo's clone is a bit awkward. What do you think he is doing sitting there?"
Wu Yuanran: "I don't understand, maybe I'm filling the cup."
Xu Ming: "I feel like a master from outside the world."
Shen Pian: "Is there a possibility that this is not a clone, but Brother Luo himself?"
Yun Fei: "It feels so good. The moment he takes out the sword, he must be extremely handsome."
A few people were chatting when Xiao Luo's clone outside the city suddenly stood up.
Su Zeran's eyes narrowed: "Be careful, there may be a vicious beast coming."
Where is the beast?
Everyone looked around, but saw no sign of the beast.
Only Wu Yuan, who had better eyesight, noticed something unusual.
"There is a small black dot in the sky, flying over"
Wu Yuanyuan bent his bow and nocked an arrow, aiming at the small black spot in the sky.
As soon as this ferocious beast enters his shooting range, Wu Yuanyuan will shoot it ten times in a row.
Su Zeran: "Is there only one?"
Wu Yuanran: "Yeah, I only saw one for now."
Su Zeran muttered: "That is at least a lord-level ferocious beast. Everyone, please be careful and prepare to fight."
The little black dot was very fast. After more than 20 seconds, it flew into the territory of Nancheng.
Only then did everyone see clearly that it was a large eagle with snow-white feathers.
Snowwing Eagle King: Level 29 Lord Level
It was indeed a lord-level ferocious beast.
But Xiao Luo's clone outside the city ignored the big eagle and stared straight ahead with a stern gaze.
Wu Yuan was startled: "Wait a minute, there is another invisible beast approaching Nancheng. Everyone, please watch the rain."
As he spoke, Wu Yuanyuan quickly shot an arrow into the open space outside the city.
Everyone's eyes followed the arrow, and they could barely see a faint outline in the rain.
Keng
After a crisp sound, the arrow was blocked in the air, and the figure of this ferocious beast also appeared. ??
It's the Sword Walker
"Hurry up and close the city gate." Su Zeran looked solemn, "Senior Judge Xu Ming, please lead a patrol around the city to look for any ferocious beasts that have sneaked in."
Just now, in order to quickly release the water, the four gates of the southern city were opened, which gave the sword walker an opportunity to take advantage of it.
In the current South City, there might be a Sword Walker hidden in a corner.
"clear"
Shen Pan and Xu Ming knew the seriousness of the problem and did not dare to neglect. They immediately jumped off the city wall and patrolled the city with a pair of men.
Outside the city, the exposed sword walker no longer had any ink marks, and charged towards the south city with a sword.
But a man with a cold expression holding a short knife stood in front of him.
"Look, Xiao Luo's clone is about to take action."
"Let me see what's going on."
"Kick him to death, chop him to death"
Everyone's eyes widened, not wanting to miss this exciting battle.
Xiao Luo's clone wasn't disappointed either, and swung his sword to kill him.
Swish
Keng
The swords collided, and the sword walker took a few steps back. He was obviously no match for Xiao Luo's clone.
After all, Xiao Luo is already a level 30 powerhouse. Even if it is just a clone, it is not something that a level 29 sword walker can touch.
The sword walker who was at a disadvantage roared angrily and charged forward with his sword again.
The sword light is sharp
The cold sword light was too fast to see clearly, and even raindrops could be cut in half.
But Xiao Luo's clone's expression remained unchanged, and he blocked every sword with ease.
"Well, Brother Luo's clone seems to be very ordinary."
"There is no instant kill, bad review."
Such a dull fight made everyone on the city wall a little disappointed.
But the situation changed quickly. As soon as everyone finished saying this, 9 more sword walkers appeared outside the city.
One out of ten
For a moment, the sound of swords and swords and the sound of sharp swords cutting through the space could be heard clearly even by the people on the city wall.
Facing the double-team of ten sword walkers, Xiao Luo's clone did not panic at all, and still blocked every sword lightly.
The short purple-gold blade was wielded by him so airtight that no sword could hit his body.
absolute defense
When Xiao Luo challenged his inner demon, he faced hundreds of people attacking him, but he blocked them all.
This clone perfectly inherited Xiao Luo's peak sword skills.
At the same time, the Snow Winged Eagle King had already circled in the sky above Nancheng, opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of pure white mist towards Nancheng.
air of frost
The cold air was biting, and the Chosen Ones in South City felt that their bodies had become stiff and their movements slowed down.
"Light it up"
Xiaonan jumped with her legs and jumped to the center of Nancheng.
The temperature around her was rising rapidly, competing with the cold air of the Snow Winged Eagle King.
In the east, west and north directions of Nancheng, there were seven or eight sword walkers in each direction, rushing towards Nancheng in the rain.
Level 29 Sword Walkers are the nightmare of most Chosen Ones. They are fast and their swords are even faster. In just one encounter, more than a dozen Chosen Ones will be killed.
Su Zeran's face darkened. This was the last casualty in Nancheng since the beast wave began.
And he also understood that if these sword walkers could not be dealt with as soon as possible, the casualties in Nancheng would only be more severe.
"Shrink the line of defense"
Su Zeran shouted loudly: "There are not many sword walkers. Everyone is divided into groups, and every 30 people surround and beat one."
In the previous 28 waves of beasts, the number of ferocious beasts was far greater than the number of chosen ones.
On average, each chosen one has to kill dozens or even hundreds of ferocious beasts before they can hold on to a wave.
However, the number of sword walkers in wave 29 has not yet exceeded a hundred, and the numerical advantage has been reversed.
However, the powerful strength of the Sword Walker still caused Nancheng to suffer heavy losses.
"No, there are also swordsmen in the city."
"Quick, all the chosen ones below level 28 should hide in the hut."
"Pan Shen quickly led his men to kill the sword walkers in the city."
The sharp sword walker has already entered the city invisibly, and many low-level logistics personnel have been wiped off their necks.
Shen Pan and Xu Ming led a small team to support them, but the Sword Walkers were too fast. They would change places after killing one person, making it difficult for them to catch up.
In just a few minutes, more than twenty chosen ones in the city became the souls of the sword walker.
Outside the city, the Chosen Ones at the east, west, and north gates also suffered heavy casualties.
They were no match for the Sword Walker, and the cold air of the Snow Winged Eagle King invaded their bodies, making their speed even slower.
"No, I can't beat you at all. If you go out, you will die."
"Go back to the city and don't fight them outside the city."
"The Chosen Ones below level 28 should not participate in the war. Go back and hide."
Nancheng began to shrink its defense line and locked the sword walkers outside the city.
These sword walkers slashed at the city wall, but found that the sparks were everywhere and could not cut down the city wall at all.
They looked at each other and stopped cutting down the city wall, but climbed up along the city wall.
"Electrical engineering man, electrify the city wall"
Zila
"Brother Shen"
"Um"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
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Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The aroma of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
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