Chapter three hundred and twentieth sweeping all the way
Level three ferocious beasts are also strong and weak, and their strength stages are roughly equivalent to those of warriors from the late bone forging stage to the peak pulse condensation stage.
The one that was chopped down by Shi Lin before was only one of the weaker ones among these third-level ferocious beasts, and its strength was only equivalent to that of an early-stage Pulse Condensation warrior.
This time, more than a dozen level three ferocious beasts pounced, and the six Pulse Condensation Stage warriors from the Salt Gang were immediately unable to resist them.
"Go to hell!"
The second leader of the Salt Gang also drew out his thick-backed knife and chopped off an Iron-Winged Wolf with one blow, but it only flew away. The Iron-Winged Wolf's body was as hard as diamond and it was not seriously injured at all.
For a moment, the warriors of the Salt Gang were in danger, but Lin Ming's eyes lit up. The targets he chose to attack were naturally these high-level ferocious beasts. He was originally worried that they would be too spread out and would be difficult to kill, but he didn't expect them.
Because of the attraction of Shilinkai, these level three ferocious beasts actually gathered together. This was a good opportunity to attack.
"First Lance Corps, support them!" Although Zhu Ping hoped that all the Yan Gang and those who affected Qingsang City's annual tax payment would die here, at this time, they still had to rely on them to defend the city.
The masters of the Salt Gang were originally with the archers and spear-throwers. Now the archers have retreated and the pike troops have taken over. In a relatively dense army formation, such a change is not easy, especially the troops in Qingsang City are not elite.
The time formation is a bit messy.
"Ah!"
A blood crow, whose strength was equivalent to that of a warrior in the late stage of Condensation Pulse, roared past and directly tore a hole in the messy spear troops. However, just when it aroused a few spear soldiers and was about to rise into the sky. Hundreds of thousands
A cyan beam of light shoots over,
These beams of light converged into streams and directly penetrated into Blood Crow's body.
"Peng!"
There was only a muffled sound, and the Blood Crow's body shook violently, bleeding from all its orifices, and it rolled down from the air because it was too fast. Its huge body rushed out more than ten feet under the action of inertia, and a bunch of soldiers were killed.
Overturned by the impact, the remaining soldiers raised their guns and tried to stab. However, they found that the blood crow's eyes had been shattered, it was vomiting blood and internal organs fragments, and it was hard to live.
In fact, when it was hit by the Qingcang True Essence Beam just now, its internal organs were already shattered by the force of vibration.
"Dead...dead?"
Before everyone could react, they could only hear the sharp roar of "Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!", and bunches of condensed green true energy flew out.
Every ray of true energy was accurately inserted into the body of a level three ferocious beast. Those ferocious beasts that had been attacked ferociously before were like kites with broken strings after being hit by this inconspicuous strand of true energy.
He fell down, his whole body was twitching, his orifices were bleeding, and he seemed to be close to death.
In just a few breaths, eleven of the thirteen level three ferocious beasts died. The remaining two turned around and ran away when they saw that the situation was not good. Lin Ming naturally would not let them do what they wanted. He shot two green strands with each hand.
Cang Zhenyuan chased after him. Hearing two sounds of "Peng! Peng!", the two ferocious beasts were shaken into mud in the air.
The last two level three ferocious beasts smashed to the ground like two piles of rotten meat. One fell among the masters of the Salt Gang, and the other fell into the square formation of spearmen.
Looking at the two level three ferocious beasts that were shattered into pieces, people couldn't believe it for a moment. Are they all... dead?
From the beginning to the end, Lin Ming didn't even draw his gun. Instead, he fired out a series of strange green light beams. A strange light beam instantly killed a Level 3 ferocious beast, killing him with one blow without delay.
"Ah! Ah!" After more than a dozen level three ferocious beasts were killed instantly, those first and second level ferocious beasts screamed in surprise and started to turn around and run away.
"Stop them!" Lin Ming's eyes darkened. These ferocious beasts in the air were just the vanguard. After a while, the ferocious beasts on land would kill them, and that would be the beginning of the real war. When these ferocious beasts in the air came back, it would be a very big battle.
Big trouble. Now that they are defeated, we can kill as many as we can.
Lin Ming's performance just now made his words unknowingly sound like military orders. The slingers and archers were just stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted and started shooting.
Lin Ming also fired out blasts of vibrating essence, specifically targeting the most powerful second-level peak beasts. As for the first-level beasts, he turned a blind eye.
Vibrating the True Essence Beam is Lin Ming's most labor-saving attack method. Before the real battle comes, Lin Ming spares every ounce of energy and strives to have just the right amount of force in every shot. He knows in his heart that there will be a battle.
For a protracted war, he must preserve his strength.
"Poof! Poof! Poof! Poof! Poof!"
All kinds of flying ferocious beasts fell down like a heavy rain, blood was sprayed, and pieces of flesh flew everywhere. Hundreds of ferocious beasts flew in, but only a few dozen escaped in the end.
Seeing the dozens of maimed and ferocious beasts escaping as if they were dying, the man dressed as a woodcutter in the Salt Gang swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said in a trembling voice: "Boss...you...what you just said is right, even if you
Together with the second and third brothers, they are no match for that person. He...is he really only in the middle stage of pulse condensation?"
Shi Linkai's Adam's apple twitched slightly, and he smiled bitterly in his heart. Not to mention the three of them together, even a dozen of them together were invincible. As long as a cyan beam of light was shot over, they would die as hard as they could!
What kind of attack is that cyan beam?
Everyone is a warrior in the pulse condensation stage, how could there be such a big gap?
While Shi Lin was smiling bitterly, he didn't notice that among the spear sergeants not far behind him, there was a middle-aged man in black who was looking at Lin Ming with a gloomy expression and the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.
"Is it possible to reach this level without using a gun? It's really tricky..."
The group of ferocious beasts in the sky had just retreated, and before they had time to take a breath, another terrifying roar came from the distance.
"roar!"
"roar!"
The ferocious beasts on land are attacking! This is the real battlefield. There are many more ferocious beasts on land than in the air!
Boom!
The sound of running ferocious beasts was like rolling thunder, and the scene of tens of thousands of ferocious beasts running wildly was so spectacular that the whole earth trembled!
The ones at the front were the rot wolves who were good at running long distances. The rot wolves of the second level ferocious beasts, whose strength was equivalent to that of warriors in the Yijin stage. They ran wildly on the ground with their tongues sticking out like wild dogs, their white fangs exposed.
, the green eyes are filled with killing and bloodlust, which is their fervent desire to tear apart the enemy's body.
Rotten wolves are ferocious beasts that only exist in southern Xinjiang. Lin Ming once encountered them in the Holy Land of Witches. At that time, two rot wolves almost killed the Na family sisters. They had been eating rotten corpses all year round, and their claws were infected with the plague of corpse air.
It is easy to be poisoned and die after being caught.
This kind of poison is not incurable, but in the midst of a life-and-death struggle, how can there be time to apply the antidote?
"Tsk! It's really troublesome!"
"The heavy shield soldiers are in front, the spear soldiers are behind!" Following the military order, the heavy shield soldiers wearing hundreds of kilograms of heavy armor picked up a tower shield as high as a person and rushed to the front, and stuck the tower shield heavily on the ground.
, while the pikeman huddled between the two heavy shield soldiers and put the pike through the gap in the tower shield.
For a time, the entire military formation formed a forest of heavily defended guns. This momentum was no less powerful than the charge of tens of thousands of ferocious beasts.
This is where the strength of the army lies. No matter how powerful Lin Ming is, he cannot stop the beast tide from Qingmulg City alone. However, after 10,000 defenders built a defensive Great Wall with flesh, flesh and metal armor, they can do it.
!
"Ouch, ouch, ouch -"
The rot wolves were only halfway through the charge, and they screamed and fell to the ground one after another. They stepped on the beast trap buried in the ground. While running at high speed, one rot wolf fell to the ground, which could easily trip other rot wolves.
, the result was that he was directly trampled to death by a large number of rot wolves rushing from behind!
Because of the rush of time, it was impossible for the defenders of Qingmulg City to be too prepared for such beasts to attack. After losing thousands of rot wolves, they finally rushed in front of the military formation.
"Jianmu array! Release!"
Following the order from the messenger, rows of sharpened logs were pulled up from the ground, with the tips pointed at the pack of rot wolves.
"Poof! Poof! Poof!"
One after another, the rotten wolves were unable to dodge and rushed directly onto the sharp wood. At the terrifying speed, they were directly pierced from head to tail, dying to the point of death.
"Bang bang bang!"
After crossing the last line of defense of the Jianmu Formation, a large number of rot wolves impacted on the heavy shields. Some soldiers with heavy shields could not withstand the impact and were directly knocked away.
"Gun formation!"
A thousand spearmen and a thousand one-foot long spears thrust out from between the tower shields and pierced into the rotten wolf's soft belly. With each thrust, blood spattered and internal organs flowed horizontally.
Although the individual strength of the soldiers is far inferior to that of the Rotten Wolf, with the cooperation of formations and equipment, they can exert a terrifying power that is more powerful than the sum of their individual strengths.
Lin Ming flicked his spear and killed him directly from the military camp. Following Lin Ming were the masters of the Salt Gang. The masters of other major families did not flinch at all, including Lin Wanshan, Zhuang Fan and other major families who also took the lead.
Already.
At this moment of life and death, no one dares to hold back.
Shi Lin took the lead and opened and closed the five-foot-long sword in his hand. Every time he slashed with the sword, a large amount of blood was swayed freely.
This kind of rampant attack is most suitable for Shi Linkai's method of killing enemies. His horse-killing sword is originally suitable for attack. Coupled with his cultivation in the late stage of pulse condensation, he can kill rotten wolves that are only equivalent to those of Yijin stage warriors, and then kill them.
There is no difference between chicken and dog.
The other warriors, including Lin Wanshan, Zhuang Fan, Lu Wuyin and others, are slightly less powerful, and their weapons are swords that are not good at group combat, but they are not slow in killing. With one strike of the sword, a rotten wolf will be killed.
Shi Lin's killing became more and more addictive. In a dozen breaths, he had killed more than ten rot wolves! On average, he killed one in one breath!
One man, one sword, unstoppable!
This speed of killing enemies was terrifying. However, Shi Linkai glanced at Lin Ming inadvertently, and he suddenly took a breath of cold air.
Lin Ming suddenly waved his right hand, and the spear in his hand shot out like a sharp arrow. Seven or eight rotten wolves were directly pierced by his spear! (To be continued...)
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