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658.狭路相逢腹黑者胜!6

I'll beat the drums for you until dawn! (2)

Beneath the big drum, the hanging vines hang lightly and are gently swayed by the night wind.

At this time, Wala's military morale had been affected, and he had to save the situation as soon as possible.

Opposite, on the city wall, Shen Fengchu ordered in a deep voice.

"Everyone is on alert, archers, prepare!"

Dama is pretending to be a ghost again, thinking about it, he will immediately order an attack on the city.

While giving the order, he also fixed his gaze closely on Dama's drum, trying to get some clues.

On the side, Yun Chu was naturally the same. Looking at the big drum under him, and then at the gauze vines that were blown up by the wind but not flying randomly everywhere, she suddenly realized.

"I thought there was some mystery, but it turns out it's just using the buoyancy of the air!"

That big drum has a huge drum head, plus the sheepskin vines hanging from the bottom of the drum. Once unfolded, it looks like a small parachute.

This Dama is obviously also a master of martial arts. He is already thin. If he uses Qinggong again, the force acting on the drum surface will be very small, and the buoyancy of the air will float him in mid-air.

"Siege the city!"

In mid-air, Dama suddenly swung down the bone staff.

As he waved his hand, he quietly struck a virtual palm. The force of the palm and the effect of the wind naturally caused his body to float towards the direction of Longmen City.

On the carriage, after listening to his order, the angel immediately began to beat the drum.

Boom, boom, boom!

Accompanied by the sound of drums, the soldiers on the ground watched him float towards Longmen City. They only regarded all this as God's will. At that moment, they once again raised their fighting spirit and rushed towards Longmen City.

Shen Fengchu had already caught Dama's movements in his eyes and had roughly guessed his secret.

"Don't leave the city!" Xiang Yunchu hurriedly said, tapping his toes on the city wall, "This time, I'll do it!"

With a soft click, the solid city wall instantly shattered into powder, and several layers of the city wall also cracked.

Shen Fengchu flew up like an arrow out of string.

Because the speed was too fast, two obvious lines of dust and smoke were brought out by his steps.

While he was in the air, his right hand had already grasped the hilt of the Feather Sword at his waist. With a clang, the long sword was unsheathed and cut through the night sky like a bolt of lightning.

Then, he took a false step in mid-air, and his whole body lifted up again and rushed towards Dama suspended in mid-air.

When he was still more than ten feet away from Dama, he suddenly swung his sword.

On the sword, a pale white aura instantly overflowed, and the entire sword seemed to be overflowing with light.

When the sword came out, the sky was like a crack.

The powerful sword intention came out of the sword and went straight to Dama. The emptiness of the true energy actually condensed into a translucent solid sword energy.

Dama's pupils narrowed sharply.

This young man, who had never practiced martial arts with me ten years ago, is now as powerful as a man?!

Not daring to catch it forcefully, he straightened his feet and jumped away.

puff!

The sword energy sliced ​​straight across the giant drum beneath him, which was painted with an eagle totem, and the giant drum, which symbolized the Immortal Sky, split into two halves.

"Damn it!"

Dama cursed angrily, swaying mid-air, and the bone staff in his hand was already swung at him.

The bone staff also had energy overflowing from it. In this move, Dama had already used all her strength.

Shen Fengchu raised his hand behind his wrist, and the long sword met his bone staff without hesitation.

The two objects hit each other, making a harsh sound.

Dama originally thought of relying on his strong internal strength to suppress Shen Fengchu, but when they struck each other twice, he realized that he was wrong. The sword was full of breath, but the young man's internal strength was not inferior to him at all.

Their bodies were separated at the touch of each other, and no one got any advantage.


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