Wu Jie didn't know what happened during this period, because he lost his mind when he locked on the "sun-destroying" cannon. According to Ouyang Long's description afterwards: the appearance of the Behemoth warriors was as he expected.
, it brings a terrifying nightmare. They are like demons in legends, and we who are guarding the city are just kind and weak children. The disparity in strength is simply incomparable. If the berserker can still use twenty
If they can barely surround each other in one way, then the Behemoth warriors will definitely commit a one-sided massacre, with the efficiency reaching a terrifying record of nine people per second. Soon one of them will kill in front of the aisle, and at the same time he will encounter
Wu Jie, who was demonized in time.
Under the pale yellow moonlight, Wu Jie stood proudly in front of the aisle. The tip of the Behemoth sword was pointed straight at the eyes of the Behemoth warrior who was satisfied with the killing. His pupils shrank for a moment, and then strangely.
With a roar, at the same time, two lightning-like sword lights flashed across each other. No one can describe the rapidity and sharpness of the sword lights, as if they were going back hundreds of millions of years. The ending is: Behemoth warrior, die;
He, life, simply does not allow a third ending.
Lei Huo did not disappoint Wu Jie. He resisted a Behemoth warrior by himself. "He is truly the leader of the legendary 'Victory Regiment'." Wu Jie praised him sincerely, completely unaware of another sword light behind him.
Sneak attack. No, he discovered it. The sword reversed in his hand like a ghost, and he incredibly blocked the fatal knife. The rest was purely a competition of strength. Wu Jie stared coldly at the man who was close at hand.
The Behemoth Warrior's blood-red eyes turned completely golden at some point under the moonlight. The harder he pressed, the more obvious the golden color became. Finally, even his hair, which was ordinary black, turned into a dazzling golden color.
At this moment, he suddenly tapped his right foot lightly, and the shiny black sword in his hand suddenly emitted a brilliant golden color, as if chopping up a puppet or a paper tiger, easily cutting off the opponent's Behemoth sword, and casually cut off the opponent's Behemoth sword.
The Behemoth warrior's burly and powerful body was cut in two with a knife.
It is estimated that the Behemoth warrior will not be able to understand until his death why the blond boy's skill suddenly increased forty times in an instant when he was evenly matched? "If you want to blame, please don't blame me. Please go to Lingshan to talk to Sakyamuni."
Well, he was the one who created 'The Dragon Has Regrets'. I just borrowed my power for a while. Hehe." Wu Jie reluctantly swallowed the surging blood waves and thought to himself: It turns out that my power is still pitifully weak. In a short period of time,
It’s still a bit reluctant to use it twice!
His desperate battle results boosted the originally low morale, and he joined the team to deal with the berserkers. No one could pass a round under the sword. Wu Jie held the golden sword in one hand and pushed towards the enemy step by step. Anyone who entered his
The enemy within ten feet must have been killed with one blow, and the death was extremely tragic. Finally, everyone worked together to drive the "Cobra" infantry regiment collectively into the city, but the Beamon soldier who fought hard with Lei Huo remained tenacious despite the adverse effects of the war.
He resisted until Wu Jie also joined in the brutal killing. In just one round, in order to avoid Wu Jie's sword, he was viciously hit on the helmet by Lei Huo's unique skill "Vajra Demonic Pestle", and red and white slime splashed everywhere. He went to see
The brothers who were one step ahead of him. The remaining two Behemoth warriors were fighting fiercely with Yun Chang and Zilong, but they were distracted by hearing the screams of their comrades dying. In addition, Wu Jie and Lei Huo
After joining, in less than a minute, one died under Wu Jie's "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect"; a Quilt Dragon and the three of them divided their bodies into chaos blades.
This short battle was too tragic. There were only three survivors of the "Cobra" infantry regiment, and Wu Jie's 9th regiment only had a little more than one company left. Of course, his best friends were still alive, but Chen
Kun suffered serious internal injuries and may not be able to participate in the battle for the time being. What comforted him most was that all the players in the temporary team of brotherhood were still there. Although there were sometimes dangers, at least the players in the team were still there.
They were all hardcore players of the Baizhan Guild in the past. They knew they couldn't defeat the enemy head-on, so they only picked out the lone or injured ones to kill them. In addition, with the help of the priest and Wu Jie's level 1 life recovery potion, it was no wonder that they were just stunned.
Danger.
"Bring me the reserves." Even though he was expressing comfort to the players in the team, Wu Jie was still furious at this scene. He really wanted to fight the enemies in the city. "You are so ruthless. Do you have to fight to kill me?"
Are you willing to give up only if you have a certain number?”
Looking at the densely packed enemy troops that were crawling up like ants, Wu Jie took out the Luoyue Bow from the Great Holy Ring and took out the sun-piercing arrow that Ouyang Long had persuaded him to half-steal and half-cheat from the military supply depot without even looking at it.
Just shoot at the target that has been aimed at the battlefield. The eight sun-piercing arrows have the function of invisibility (because they are too fast), as if they existed in the target's throat or were unnaturally embedded in their brains from ancient times, completing them
mission. The lives of seven bloodthirsty warriors were taken away silently. These seven arrows were too fast.
"Let me go, the boss of Tianya is really too aggressive. We worked hard to defeat these guys who are full of question marks. He looks like they are all high-end goods, but he lost one of them in a second.
One fell out in seconds from the right, so sharp!..." The little bully was speechless.
Wu Jie had no time to pay attention to them. Wu Jie was focused on the battlefield. The farthest arrow among the seven arrows he had just shot arrived almost at the same time. This sun-piercing arrow shot at Qin Ying encountered unprecedentedly powerful trouble. At that time
When the tip of the arrow almost touched Qin Ying's fair, soft and well-maintained skin, which looked like a girl's, it was caught by a flawless, slender and beautiful hand with two fingers, effortlessly. The sun-piercing arrow was like an angry arrow.
It struggled like a wild animal, trying hard to move forward a few inches to complete its historical mission and kill the young second prince who was not only handsome, but also perfectly combined evil and domineering to form an unstoppable charm. However, it was caught between
Those two fingers seemed to carry the irresistible will of God and kept them motionless.
"Boom!" Just like the previous seven sun-piercing arrows, the arrows self-detonated at the same time. The area of the explosion covered a ten-foot radius centered on the arrow, and all the materials in it were destroyed and turned into dust. "My clearance is pretty good.
Succeed!" He murmured, looking at the shocked Western Qin soldiers in the city who were lucky enough to survive standing outside the explosion circle. "It turns out that the sun-piercing arrow with only a few feet of power when shot from the Luoyue Bow actually has twice the force.
The power above?" He himself was also stunned by the facts before him. It seems that in addition to the reason of Luoyue Bow, his strength has made a qualitative leap, but now he has no time or energy to look at his system information bar.
.
"Hey! That guy is okay!" He clearly saw a sword-backed knight in pitch black armor appearing out of nowhere in front of young Qin Ying. He seemed to belong to a dark world.
, making people completely ignore his existence. But at this moment, when he stood in front of Qin Ying, especially in an instant, he deployed eighteen layers of "energy barriers" to defend against the impact of explosions (distorting space and time to create cracks).
), he revealed his true nature as an invincible master. According to his master Ziyang Zhenren, "Energy Barrier" is the highest state of "Tian Mo Gong" evolved from "Tian Mo Ce", the supreme wisdom book of magic, and Eighteen
The heavy realm is the ultimate that is said to be achieved since the advent of "energy barrier".
Unexpectedly, Qin Ying has the most powerful master of magic lurking next to him! His strength is almost equivalent to that of a Holy Knight, he should be a "Black Knight"?! YY, what kind of broken system is this? Now there is such an invincibility
The perverted big BOSS, it seems that I won’t be able to mess around anymore! Hehe, but you can scare that guy’s heart so much that he almost jumps out of his chest, plus you have eliminated the important cronies around him, that’s enough, right?
Wu Jie could only comfort himself like this coldly, with his eyes full of unsatisfactory regret. (Author's words: Just be content! You are already perverted enough. If I don't find a few perverts to deal with you, how can you behave well?
How about the earth growing up? Tianya was really speechless now. He wanted to protest, but he was afraid that the author would retaliate against him, so he had to wisely choose to remain silent.)
"Tsk!" An extremely sharp wolf-fang arrow passed by Wu Jie's ear at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and accurately penetrated the throat of a Western Qin soldier who had just exposed his head at the top of the city. There was an impressive sound in his hand.
Holding a hand ax glowing with blue light, he was preparing for a sneak attack. "Thank you, junior brother!" Wu Jie thanked Zilong for silently protecting me without looking back, paying full attention to every vibration of the string of Luoyue Bow.
The timing for the reserves to fill the gap was perfect. Countless halberds shone with cold light, forming rows of death ripples and pushed towards the end of the city wall. This gave the regular army in the melee a little breather. Although their training level was still high.
Far from reaching the level required by regular sergeants, his courage to face death made up for all shortcomings. Wu Jie sincerely thanked Ouyang Long, who was silently commanding behind the formation, and thought, "Well, if it weren't for them, brothers in life and death, I might not even be able to fight for a while."
You can’t support it for a moment, right? It seems that the NPC’s high intelligence is really not a guarantee!”
The soldiers of the Western Qin Dynasty looked at the reserve officers and soldiers who were obviously new recruits with contempt, and they all thought in their hearts, "These young boys who have never seen what war is, I'm afraid they will cry for their father and mother when they see blood, and their hands will be weak."
Pee your pants so hard! I really got a huge advantage. Thank you 'Cobra' for clearing the place beforehand." However, this infinitely beautiful wish immediately went bankrupt. The halberds waving all over the sky were like a sea of halberd blades.
Wherever the strange crescent moon swept across, there was not a single surviving Western Qin soldier standing. In the moonlit night, countless large halberds rotated neatly in a beautiful rhythm of iron and blood, and the splashes of blood seemed to be rendered by the night.
Devilish black.
If it weren't for the 'Cobra' team with incomparable combat power, ordinary Western Qin soldiers would definitely be wishful thinking if they wanted to climb the city. Qin Ying's calm face showed a slightly surprised look, and he returned to his original state in an instant and said noble and elegant:
"The defense on the left side of the fortress is really interesting. Well, that's it for tonight. Let's talk about it tomorrow." The herald didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately blew the low horn for retreat.
