Long Aotian chopped down a monster soldier with one knife, and then kicked him off the city wall.
"ah!"
His body fell from the high city wall and hit two soldiers who ran through the gap.
The blood splashed by this monster soldier sprayed on Long Aotian's face. Long Aotian wiped a handful of blood on his face, wiped away the blood on his face, and looked at the sky outside Hulao City.
There, magic powers flashed from time to time.
The ancestor of the Long family, Long Jin, was fighting with two powerful men of the Mahayana stage from the demon clan. Long Jin was besieged by the two and was at a disadvantage.
Just an hour ago, the demon army launched a fierce attack on Hulao City.
With lightning speed, they broke through the wall of Hulao City, leaving a gap three feet wide.
Under the cover of the masters of the demon clan's god-transformation stage, the demon clan troops rushed into Hulao City and started a fierce street battle with the Hulao City defenders.
Fortunately, the situation in the city was such that they made arrangements to retreat when the enemy arrived, and there were only sergeants in the city. Otherwise, the residents in the city would have suffered heavy casualties.
When His Royal Highness the Prince was leading the troops in battle, he was attacked by the demon clan's transformation stage. Although he was rescued in time, he fell into a coma due to serious injuries.
"Aotian! The demon clan has a large number of people. You should quickly retreat with your troops. I and the others will hold them back while you and Zhao Yun protect His Highness the Crown Prince and leave!"
Long Qingtian forced an opponent back and shouted at Long Aotian.
"good!"
When Long Aotian heard this, he glanced at Long Qingtian and gritted his teeth.
A gap was opened in the Hulao city wall. Facing the overwhelming number of monsters, they had no defensive advantage.
The other side has more powerful people than our side, so defeat is just a matter of time.
"Zhao Yun! Open the way!"
Long Aotian shouted at Zhao Yun who was not far away.
"yes!"
Zhao Yun shot one person away and jumped directly from the three-foot-high city wall.
"The Flying Dragon!"
Zhao Yun leapt into the air, exuding a violent energy towards the tip of the spear in his hand.
"boom!"
Launch a thunderous strike in the area, causing large-scale damage to enemies within the range. Violent spiritual power washes away an area of ten feet in radius, and all enemies within this range are killed.
"Sorry, you're blocking the road!"
Zhao Yun stood up, pointed his spear forward, looked at the enemy in front of him, and said coldly.
"The gun is like thunder!"
Zhao Yun took one step forward and rushed toward the crowd.
I saw Qi surging all over his body, and there were terrifying spiritual energy fluctuations on the tip of the spear.
"Shuashuashua..."
Zhao Yun stabbed nine spears in a row, and with each shot released, one person became the soul of his dead body.
In a moment, Zhao Yun cleared a path directly.
"Belongs to the Devil Legion! Follow me!"
Long Aotian saw that Zhao Yun had cleared a path and waved his arms.
"receive!"
Five hundred black-armored sergeants moved closer to Long Aotian.
They were the elite officers in Hulao City, as well as those batches of dandy boys.
Once upon a time, those playboys became elite soldiers who fought bravely on the battlefield. Their armors were already stained red with blood.
There are enemies, and there are them!
When Zhao Yun saw the arrival of his comrades behind him, he no longer reserved any remaining strength, but used a wide range of killing moves.
As the saying goes, every inch is long and every inch is strong. The spear in Zhao Yun's hand knocked down all the enemies rushing towards him. No one was left standing wherever he passed.
After the members of the Devil Legion gathered together, their strong military qualities and thorough cooperation became the focus of attention on the entire battlefield.
"good!"
Zhao Benshan couldn't help but cheer loudly when he saw his son fighting bravely and decisively against a hundred.
"Small! Come on! Let me show you how powerful your Master Zhao is!"
He forced the demon cultivator fighting with him back with one palm, and with a surge of heroic spirit in his chest, he rushed towards the demon cultivator.
"puff……"
The sound of the sword entering flesh was heard, and a smile appeared on the face of the demon cultivator.
It turned out that he had caught a flaw and stabbed Zhao Benshan's left chest with his sword.
The place where the sword pierced was right at the heart.
His sword went straight to the opponent's heart, but the opponent made no move to dodge.
He saw Zhao Benshan's desire to exchange his life for his life.
It's just that the opponent is bare-handed, and he has a sharp sword in his hand. Only when he pierces the opponent's heart with his sword can the opponent have the opportunity to attack him at close range.
He was confident that when the sword penetrated, it would directly crush the opponent's heart and cut off the opponent's vitality.
"go to hell!"
Zhao Benshan's left hand tightly clamped the opponent's right hand holding the sword. He completely ignored the sword wound on his chest and dug his claw into the demon cultivator's heart.
I saw Zhao Benshan's claws piercing the man's chest and clenching suddenly.
The demon cultivator's eyes suddenly widened, with a look of horror on his face. He clearly felt that his heart was caught in the palm of his hand. There was a terrifying force coming from that palm.
"Peng!"
Zhao Benshan squeezed hard, and the opponent's heart exploded in his palm, and blood splashed all over him.
"Hehe... I won the bet with you, Grandpa Zhao! Not everyone has a heart on the right side like your grandpa!"
Zhao Benshan looked at the lifeless corpse and grinned.
While Zhao Yun was leading the team to advance, the powerful Mahayana warriors at the sky battlefield also noticed this extremely powerful force.
"Ziyun, hold on to Long Zhen, I'll come as soon as I can!"
Another Mahayana powerhouse from the demon tribe suddenly spoke to the Great Sage Ziyun.
"Why, you want to bully the younger ones? Come at me if you can! Two of them hit me one, and it hasn't lasted so long. It's embarrassing enough!"
When Long Zhen saw that the other party wanted to leave, he taunted him.
"Long Jin, it's useless for you to provoke me. Wait until I deal with the people below, and then I'll deal with you!"
The powerful man in the Mahayana stage of the demon clan sneered, and then left to withdraw from the siege of Long Zhen.
When Long Zhen heard this, he couldn't help but feel a little thump in his heart. This situation is difficult to deal with. If the other party goes down, it will be a devastating disaster!
Long Jin wanted to intercept the opponent, but was blocked by the Great Sage Ziyun.
"Fellow Daoist Long Zhen, your opponent is me!"
The Great Sage Ziyun stood in front of Long Zhen and said loudly.
"roll!"
Long Zhen roared angrily and attacked the Great Sage Ziyun fiercely.
The Great Sage Ziyun knew that Long Jin wanted to pass him and intercept another person. The Great Sage Ziyun did not choose to go head-to-head with Long Jin and exchange injuries for injuries. Instead, he focused on defense and fighting.
"Zhang Zhen! Stop him!"
Seeing that he could not get rid of the entanglement of the Great Sage Ziyun, Long Zhen suddenly shouted in the direction of Hulao City.
In the Dragon Mansion, a one-armed old man rushed out and headed towards the Mahayana demon cultivator. This one-armed old man was the old housekeeper of the Dragon Mansion.
The aura on this old man's body is extremely unstable, and his spiritual power fluctuations far exceed those in the late stage of spiritual transformation, but they do not have the inner peace of the Mahayana stage, but are extremely violent.
"Hahaha... What a pity! If I give you some more time, maybe the human race will add another Mahayana! However, you don't have that chance! Remember, the person who kills you is called Dongfang Wei!"