Going forward one after another, the night demon heavy armored sergeant who almost drowned Lin Xi and the others also discovered this strange sound, this strange sound was like a huge wave cháo, but it was going to drown them from several directions.
In the horror that finally permeated the whole army, in the sight of these reckless sergeants, a green metal figure with a larger body than their body appeared.
Among Yun Qin's standard heavy armor, the heavy armor that looks huge at a glance than the Night Demon heavy armor is the Qingwang heavy armor.
The weight of the Blue King Heavy Armor itself is much heavier than the Night Demon Heavy Armor, and the Night Demon Heavy Armor usually has the advantage of being lighter and saving soul power, but at this time, in this kind of intensive collision and fighting, the Blue King Heavy Armor is definitely the nemesis of the Night Demon Heavy Armor.
At this time, although the number of Qingwang heavy armor is unknown, just listening to the voices of the periphery, there will never be less, and the holy masters on their own side have already begun to escape, and the sergeants in the central area have already been killed, and the sergeants who retreated outward quickly occupied the mainstream, and this powerful soul soldier heavy armor army that could occupy a pivotal position in the entire Damang Front Army turned into metal cháo water that squeezed each other, and then completely began to scatter, chaos, and rout.
At this moment, Xiao Huihai forced himself not to think about the process of this battle at all, because the moment before he escaped, he already felt that if he thought about it carefully, he would feel that the whole world had deceived and betrayed him, and he might not want to escape.
Now, his only thought was that he didn't want to die, that he wanted to escape alive from this place that made him desperate and unreasonable.
It's just that some people don't want him to escape.
Because he is a holy master after all.
No matter how down-and-out the Edgeworth Master is, even if he is carried to the battlefield again, a single sword can still kill many people.
As he began to flee into the night, the nightingale was already in pursuit, with a knife in hand.
In the chaotic roar of countless golden figures, the wrinkles on the face were full of blood, and the nightingale walked like the fastest wind.
It's like she's turned into a real nightingale.
The scenery quickly retreated in Xiao Huihai's sight, all of them were black shadows, and he didn't care which street or alley it was, he only fled in the direction of the city wall.
The rolling sound of the fighting heavy armor army was left behind by him.
The figure of the nightingale stopped at the periphery of Yun Qin's heavy armor army, her body shook slightly, but she did not fall, and then she pointed and struck the long knife in her hand.
When this finger fell, her fingers shattered, and the long knife in her hand also shattered.
Xiao Huihai shouted in horror.
The blue sè flying sword in his sleeve flew up again, and in an instant behind him, he didn't know how many sword shadows were drawn, forming a blue sè waterfall.
Countless silk marks of white sè appeared on the waterfall of blue sè in an instant.
Then the brilliance on his blue flying sword completely dimmed, and a lot of fine metal powder fell from the runes on the blue flying sword.
This flying sword turned into a piece of rusty iron and fell to the ground.
Xiao Huihai spurted out a mouthful of blood, rushing to the earthen wall in front of him like countless red plums blooming.
He wanted to keep running, he wanted to jump over the earthen wall and the house in front of him.
However, at this moment, a hole appeared in the earthen wall.
A pair of hands harder than iron reached out of the hole and grabbed his throat.
His body was still leaping upwards, but with a click, he heard the shattering of his neck bone, and he saw the night sky behind him that he couldn't see before.
The last consciousness of this Tang Tibetan Sword Saint Master was to react that his neck was twisted so that even his head was turned back.
Then he lost consciousness and died at the hands of the Yunqin people, in the land of Yunqin.
Jiang Xiaoyi, Lin Xi, and Gao Yanan all stayed in place, not chasing after those who were scattered, or fighting with Yun Qin's Qingwang Heavy Armor in the process of escaping, under the continuous sharp spurt of soul power, every meridian and every muscle in their bodies was also twitching.
Although the time was short, outside the bodies of the three of them, nearly two hundred night demon heavy armors had already been laid.
This kind of heavy armor battle in which they had to face several people who pounced on each blow, almost the combat power of the Great Soul Master, and whose body was stronger than the Great Soul Master, also made them quickly approach the limit.
"There really isn't a cultivator in this world who is invincible."
Lin Xi put the big black back into the wooden box and couldn't help but say softly.
At this moment, among the rocks covered with blood and water, a person suddenly stood up.
He is Han Xuzi, the first swordsman of Tang and Tibet, who was defeated by Zhongcheng.
He was obviously so badly injured that he would quickly deteriorate to death without excellent medicine, and he didn't even stand up with a breath of support, and he didn't know how he survived from being stepped on and hit by those heavy metal figures in the rout of those night demon heavy armors.
Lin Xi kneaded his sore and numb fingers and looked at him calmly.
"Why, why is such a big city, why are you here, why did those Blue King Heavy Armor arrive in time.
There is not much soul power left in those Qingwang armors, and it is clearly a long-distance attack, and it is only when you know that there will be a night demon heavy armor army and such a battle here, and this situation will occur.
Han Xuzi suddenly fell short again, he knelt down in front of Lin Xi, wanting to beg for some answers before he died: "Why, why can Zhong Cheng know that my fake sword is simply unreasonable, unreasonable." ” Lin Xi looked at the Tang Zang No. 1 Sword Master who was kneeling on the ground with some pity, shook his head, and sighed lightly: "If I tell you that I can predict what happened here, will you believe it?"
Han Xuzi shook his head, he still looked at Lin Xi beggingly, he still thought that there must be another reason.
Even if Lin Xi told him that his perception was naturally stranger than others, and he could sense the breath of everyone here, he could barely feel that there was some truth in this.
"I choose to respect you, at least your cultivation and achievements, so I don't want to deceive you either."
Lin Xi looked at him and said seriously: "People in this world can't fly out of this world, but it doesn't mean that there is no such reason, it doesn't mean that it is unreasonable, it's just that people in this world can't understand it, don't understand, it's not that there is no reason." ” "I don't understand, it's not that it doesn't make sense" Han Xuzi laughed miserably, and quickly cried again, "How can I understand this" He cried, his voice became lower and lower, he lowered his head, and slowly stopped making a sound.
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Seeing that this holy master finally died like a JG god deranged, Lin Xi shook his head and thought to himself, even if I said so much to Yanan and explained so much, she couldn't understand what a TV computer was, she could only understand that Dean Zhang and I had the same dream, how could you understand what energy is, and how could you understand what parallel worlds, parallel universes, and the concept of time and space What's more, the old man named Einstein may not understand all these things, and he and Dean Zhang don't bother to think about it, how can you understand The drizzle stopped a bit.
Shen Tunian stood in front of a block on the southwest side of the East King Tomb, and the block in front of him was already in ruins.
Before the ruins, in the deeper alleys, the sound of various blades was surging like cháo water, even surpassing the smoke and flames of the battle between the Dareddemon Heavy Armor Army and the Blue King Heavy Armor Army.
This street itself is a gathering place for some porters and tenants, but after the battle broke out, the generals of the Damang military were keenly aware that the Yunqin military in this area had not had time to make much arrangements.
Nuoda is a city, and some of the strategic intentions of Damang have been clear so far, Tang Chuqing does not have a lot of time, of course, it is impossible to arrange the entire city as solid.
This southwest side, within a radius of several miles, is equivalent to a weakness of the Yunqin military.
The Damang army naturally wanted to cut in from this place where the damage could be less, and the Yunqin army naturally tried to block it, under the mobilization of both sides, the Damang army smashed into the Dongjingling with a total of 70,000 troops, but there were 16,700 gathered here, and the army invested by the Yunqin army here is probably not much different from the number of the Damang army.
Therefore, the streets and alleys in this area seem to have become one of the main battlefields of Dongjingling.
The fighting was fierce.
Large swaths of the streets and alleys were completely reduced to ruins in the looting and fighting.
Often, when the streets and alleys were completely reduced to ruins, unable to hide and hinder the penetration of large-scale troops and the advance of formations, the Yunqin army would give up the battle for these areas.
If this continues, the total military strength of more than 30,000 currently invested by both sides may be exhausted from here to the center of the city, but before it is exhausted, it may not be able to advance to a certain depth, so that the subsequent Da Mang army can form a meaningful interspersed division.
Several riders rushed out of the night, and when they were still a hundred steps away from Shen Tu Nian, one of the riders raised his hand and fired a bow and arrow, and shè towards Shen Tu Nian.
Shen Tu Nian stretched out his hand, like a leaf, to catch the arrow, which did not have much strength, and tore off the small sheepskin scroll tied to the shaft of the arrow.
Just by taking a look, the air outside Shen Tu Nian's body suddenly became hot for a few minutes.
"What's changed?"
A gentle voice came from behind him.
Behind him was the carriage guarded by the seven court swordsmen.
Shen Tu Nian turned around and said slowly: "The two swords of Han Xuzi and Xiao Huihai were broken, and the night demon heavy armor army was defeated by the green king's heavy armor army in the city. ” The seven handsome-faced swordsmen all turned even paler when they heard this, and the people in the carriage sighed slightly and stopped making a sound.
Shen Tu Nian's attitude towards the people in this carriage still maintained respect.
The breath on his body was hot, but his heart was cold, the death of the two Swordmaster who had been tasked with raiding and opening that key route, and the defeat of the most powerful Daredevil's heavy armor army, had put Damang's side at a disadvantage.
Now, it only depends on whether the second decisive force in his hand can completely reverse such a disadvantage.
After taking a deep breath, Shen Tunian stretched out his hand and issued a military order to the troops waiting in the rear
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