Roar~
Xiong Wanlin climbed to the top of the city and roared into the night sky.
The Xiong family's Kung Fu focuses on strengthening the bones and muscles, but after reaching the realm of spiritual training, it can also strengthen one's own spiritual consciousness, focusing on defense. Although Xiong Wanlin's roar did not play a decisive role, the spiritual bodies outside the city were indeed blocked. Some, the progress is not that fast.
Seeing that Xiong Wanlin's roar was effective, the Xiong family members in other cities also roared, and even other soldiers also roared.
However, there are only a few masters who have reached the realm of training gods. There are only dozens of troops out of tens of thousands of people. The monster spirits in mid-air finally approached the city walls.
The soldiers at the city head who had been prepared raised their weapons, but the weapons passed through the spirit bodies without causing any harm to them. On the other hand, the soldiers with less concentration on their own side were foaming at the mouth and lying on the ground twitching.
A feeling of despair and anger rose from the bottom of Xiong Wanlin's heart. He was fully prepared for the battle, but he didn't expect that as soon as they fought, he didn't even see the opponent's main force. Was he about to be defeated?
But at this moment, a clear sound of fox howling came from behind everyone.
Xiong Wanlin was overjoyed. He looked back and saw a bright blue light on the tallest tower of the Immortal Emperor Palace. Countless translucent spiritual bodies flew out of the light, including foxes and beasts. As soon as the spiritual bodies left the blue light, Then he flew toward the city head with his teeth and claws bared, and started fighting in mid-air with the spirits outside the city.
"It's Granny Fox who summoned the demon spirits to help in the battle!" Boss Lang became energetic and shouted to Xiong Wanlin, who was ashen-faced.
Although the spirit bodies in the blue light are much smaller than the spirit bodies outside the city, they are smaller and more agile, and their number is many times greater than the spirit bodies outside the city. Several or even dozens of them surround one. , the spirit body outside the city that had just come into contact with the city was immediately forced to retreat several feet outside the city.
"Drumming!" Xiong Wanlin shouted.
Woo woo~, dong dong~
The morale of the desperate soldiers in the city rose again, and the drums and trumpets sounded again.
The soldiers held weapons in their hands and shouted, looking up at the silent fight in mid-air. Although there was no scene of blood and flesh flying, all of them were so nervous that their palms became sweaty.
This fight came and went quickly. In only half a cup of tea, the light of the killed spirits outside the city was shattered. Most of them were killed and injured. The few remaining ones disappeared into the darkness. On the other hand, the monsters in the Immortal Emperor's Palace inside the city The beast spirits are not much better either. There were at least 1,800 beast spirits when they appeared, but now there are only a hundred or ten left.
As the fox roared again, these spirits retracted to the top of the city, but they did not retreat into the Immortal Emperor's Palace, but floated on the top of the city everywhere.
Seeing that the first battle was successful, the soldiers at the top of the city saw their morale rise again, and cheers rose one after another like waves.
After a moment, Xiong Wanlin heard several clicking sounds in his ears. He hurriedly waved his hands, and then the cheers gradually died down.
Pairs of faint blue light slowly lit up in the open space outside the city. When they got closer, everyone in the city saw clearly that they were actually pairs of eyes. At a glance, there were no less than tens of thousands of pairs.
Everyone who came was riding a horse, and apart from the clatter of the horses' hooves hitting the ground beneath them, there was no other sound.
At first, a man rode a giant tiger, wearing an ice helmet. He held a big knife more than ten feet long in his hand. The big knife was dragged on the ground. Boss Lang had good eyesight. He saw that the ice and snow on the ground where the blade slid across seemed to be heated. As if oil had been poured on it, it immediately melted and formed a long water line, as if a wound had been made in the snow by that big knife.
Xiong Wanlin's face was uncertain, and he shouted angrily, "When did the people from the demon world become the bastards of the underworld?"
The man didn't answer. He raised his long knife and made a false slash in the direction of the city wall gate.
Click~, there was a loud noise, and the entire city gate shook.
The soldier guarding the city gate screamed, and a long knife mark a foot deep appeared on the several-foot-thick city wall and the city gate.
Xiong Wanlin was shocked. Even though he had this ability, he couldn't be as relaxed as this person. Moreover, looking at this person's demeanor, although he had a physical body, he obviously had the magic of the underworld, otherwise it would be impossible for the two to be together. One eye emits a faint blue light.
Could it be that this man is already dead?
Xiong Wanlin turned back and said to Xiong Wancheng, "Guard the city gate, and don't go down to the city to fight without my order!" After saying that, he picked up the giant hammer next to him and jumped down.
Their morale was at a loss, and they allowed the man to slash at the city gate a few more times, and the battle would no longer need to be fought.
Xiong Wanlin was in mid-air and swung his giant hammer at the man's sword that he swung again.
The soldiers on the city couldn't help but be stunned when they saw Xiong Wanlin's posture. Hammer weapons rely on strength and weight to hurt the enemy. However, looking at the hammer in Xiong Wanlin's hand, even though the hammer head alone can be as big as half the body of an ordinary person, ordinary people Not to mention holding the soldier, it was not easy for the two of them to push it together. However, in Xiong Wanlin's hands, this giant hammer, which weighed more than a thousand kilograms, was treated like a stick. It had no leverage in mid-air and directly changed its position and headed towards The man touched his chest.
The man held a knife in both hands and used the handle as a shield to block the menacing hammer.
The enemy, including the man and the tiger, retreated several feet and then stopped.
There was a burst of applause in the city. As expected, his general was not invincible, and he repelled the enemy with one move.
However, Xiong Wanlin understood that with the blow he had just made, he had first taken advantage of the top-down momentum. Secondly, the enemy was driven back not because of lack of strength, but because the opponent's mount could not withstand the force of the retreat.
Sure enough, after the man stabilized the giant tiger, he directly turned over and got off the tiger, jumped forward, and raised his long sword to kill again.
The two fought again, both using their full strength. Every collision of the sword and hammer made a huge sound, which shocked the weaker soldiers in the city. They felt disgusted and couldn't help but cover their ears.
The more Xiong Wanlin fought, the more energetic he became. He couldn't help but shout wildly. On the other hand, the opponent made no sound from the beginning to the end, just like a puppet.
Xiong Wanlin has extremely rich battlefield experience and knows that fighting head-on is never an option. Even if he narrowly wins, his strength will probably be greatly damaged. The next team battle is crucial, and judging from the cheers on his side of the city, and behind the opponent Those thousands of pairs of eyes remained as silent as a dead person. They must have been controlled by some kind of magic from the underworld just like the person in front of them.
Xiong Wanlin's roar is not accidental. After cultivating to the realm of spiritual training, every move of the Xiong family will turn their spiritual consciousness into a roar. This roar not only increases their own fighting spirit, but also has a great impact on the enemy's mind. Obviously, Xiong Wanlin's roar had an effect. The blue light in the opponent's eyes was no longer as pure as before.
Xiong Wanlin took advantage of the opportunity when the sledgehammer pulled the blade away, gathered his consciousness and rushed in front of the man, shouting "Roar~" in the man's face.
The boss of Lang on the City could see clearly that Xiong Wanlin's roar directly shook the man's soul out of his body. The light in the man's eyes dimmed, and at the same time, a spirit body exactly like that man was shaken out of his body. Xiong Wanlin struck with a blow. After succeeding, without any further hesitation, he kicked the man's body that was frozen on the ground several feet away.
Huh~, Xiong Wanlin let out a long breath. The move just now was too dangerous. He tried his best. If the opponent didn't fall down, even if he had a little strength left, he could take advantage of the situation to knock him down and kill him. Life.
"Be careful~" Before Xiong Wanlin could recover, a sudden scream passed behind him, and at the same time there was a whooshing sound in the air, and an arrow shot forward close to his face.
Xiong Wanlin turned around and saw that Lang Shiyi had arrived at the city gate at some unknown time and was preparing to shoot again. As soon as he jumped up, the blue light in his eyes turned dark red. With a move of his hand, the long knife that fell to the ground quickly returned to his hand, and he walked towards Xiong Wanlin again.
The arrow that Lang Shiyi shot just now was inserted into the opponent's chest, and it trembled as he moved.
"Roar~" The giant tiger that had been retreating there shouted when it saw Lang Eleven appear, jumped up and rushed towards Lang Eleven.
"So fast!" Lang Shiyi exclaimed, knowing that he was no match for this giant tiger, but just as he was about to return along the city wall, it was already too late. The giant tiger pounced on the city wall, jumped back, and killed him. Press directly underneath you.
Xiong Wanlin was shocked and shouted to the city, "Fire the arrow!" At the same time, he swung his giant hammer to hit the giant tiger.
"Ah!~" Lang Shiyi screamed.
Xiong Wanlin knocked back the giant tiger with one hammer. Before he could check Lang Shiyi's injury, he picked up the giant hammer in one hand and Lang Shiyi in the other, leaping towards the top of the city.
"Brother Eleven~" Boss Lang took Lang Eleven with both hands, anger rising again in his eyes.
Xiong Wanlin took a few deep breaths before calming down. He looked down and saw that a large piece of flesh and blood had been torn off Lang Shiyi's entire chest by tiger claws. Fortunately, Xiong Wanlin rescued him in time, otherwise Lang Shiyi would have died on the spot, but at this time Lang Shiyi, however, also took in less air and came out more. His face was as pale as paper. Looking at what Xiong Wanlin wanted to say, he opened his mouth but no sound came out.
Xiong Wanlin was heartbroken, losing two of his best men, and Lang Shiyi was the Lang brother with whom he had the closest relationship.
But he couldn't be distracted at this time. Seeing the rockets raining down on the city, he shouted, "Fire attack!"
The city leader agreed, threw the big rocks into the oil pan, lifted them out and pushed them to the bottom of the city, lit them with rockets, and temporarily suppressed the demon soldiers rushing up from the city.
Xiong Wanlin took out the wolf bead that Lang Eleven had given him before from his pocket and handed it to Boss Lang, "Give it to Old Eleven!"
Boss Lang took it, nodded, and was about to stuff it into Lang Eleven's mouth. Unexpectedly, the dying Lang Eleven suddenly gained strength and stared at Boss Lang, refusing to open his mouth.
"Brother Eleven, I beg you, open your mouth!" Mr. Lang said with a cry, holding Lang Eleven's jaw with one hand, and pressing the wolf beads to Lang Eleven's mouth with the other hand, but Lang Eleven just closed his mouth tightly. He kept his mouth shut and shook his head.
Boss Lang saw Lang Shiyi's determination from his eyes, and also understood Lang Shiyi's intention. Lang Shiyi was his father's favorite child, otherwise he would not have given him the only wolf bead. He, but Lang Shiyi gave it to Xiong Wanlin just before the life-and-death battle between the two armies. This intention did not need to be thought through to understand.
Xiong Wanlin is the backbone and banner-like figure of the entire army. If he falls, the city will be gone.
Seeing Lang Shiyi's eyes gradually closing, Boss Lang raised his blood-red eyes, handed the wolf bead back to Xiong Wanlin again, turned around and took off the long bow from Lang Shiyi's back, and said angrily, "Brothers , shoot those demon bastards to death!"
Xiong Wanlin looked down the city. In the firelight, pairs of ghostly eyes broke through the wall of fire and rushed toward the city gate. The man in front of him had a bright red light in his eyes. He held a long knife and slashed at the scarred city wall.
This night, everything was stained red with blood.
There were bursts of fox howling sounds in the air.
