On the walls of Lin'an, shouting and killing the sky.

The Japanese ghost martial artists have spiritual energy and geeks, each with divine power. The tall city walls can block all the powerful soldiers in this world, but they cannot stop these cheating guys.

There are ghost martial artists with wings on their backs or can resist the wind, which continuously harasses the city wall, and there are guys who cause fire and thunder, messing up the defense on the city wall.

Ordinary arrows are difficult to keep up with their flight speed.

Often when a black wind flashes, soldiers are captured into the air.

Amid the wailings, they were tragically dismembered and flesh sprinkled on the city walls, which was an almost devastating blow to the morale of ordinary soldiers.

Not to mention, there are ghosts below that are driven up the city, and these abandoned children of Japan don’t care whether they are used as cannon fodder.

They can smell sweet flesh and blood, and they can smell fearful souls in front of them. The chaos and desire in their hearts are already born. Even if they are to die under the knife, they will fight to eat meat and drink blood.

Longma threw these ghost martial artists here and used them as abandoned by Zhang Lan, which was really an action to "purify garbage".

There is no salvation for these guys who have fallen into the depths of darkness.

"ah"

A commander held a long halberd and shouted and encouraged the soldiers, desperately pushing the Guiwu who had climbed up the city down, but he was not afraid of a terrible wind coming from behind. With severe pain in his arms, he was taken into the air by a bat-shaped monster.

He shouted loudly.

People around him wanted to go to rescue him, but they were also taken into the air.

During the fight, another tragic incident was seen.

"collapse"

The sound of the bow strings, and the sharp arrows flew.

The arrow wrapped in true energy swept into the sky, piercing through the waist of the bat Guiwu. The smelly blood scattered across the sky. When its claws loosened, the soldiers he brought were thrown back to the city wall.

If you are not lucky, you will hit the ground first when it falls.

With a thud.

The skull broke.

The rescued captain endured the pain and took a look back.

The warrior holding the battle bow was shooting continuously, with arrows flying, and a group of fierce tourists from the world.

Kill left and right, extremely brave.

The city wall is small and the military formation cannot be set aside, ordinary soldiers will naturally not be as damaging as warriors. Looking down, there are still a steady stream of warriors rushing towards the city wall.

The addition of this new force has added more silk protection to the precarious city defense.

But the elite troops under Weihou or the Hu Ben Guard came to provide assistance, relying solely on these ordinary soldiers from the city guards.

Under the fierce attack of Guiwu, he was determined to be unable to defend it.

The same is true for warrior assistance.

Could it be that even the veterans like Weihou, who were like the Dinghai Ding Needle, gave up?

The captain stood up.

Holding a knife, he looked at the bustling ghost martial arts like zombies under the city wall.

His heart was chilling.

This is just a cannon fodder sent by the Northern Army to die. The elite magic soldiers of the Northern Kingdom have not yet appeared!

Lin'an City.

Can you really hold on?

A big question mark, with a bone-chilling chill, rose in the heart of the commander.

Seeing a monster with two horns climbing up to the city front.

The commander didn't care about anything else.

He shouted, and stepped forward with a knife and slashed hard.

Cut the ghost out.

Since he is here, he will not do what he wants.

The people in the city were all counting on the protection of the city walls. Now the front line is anxious and can't even retreat. The captain wiped the blood from his face and gritted his teeth and shouted.

Kill it!

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When foreign enemies attacked, the city was naturally in chaos.

For example, Lin'an City, there are nearly one million people in the city. There is no need to say much about panic after being disturbed. The streets and alleys are full of chaos.

Some soldiers walked quickly and headed towards the city wall. There were also wounded soldiers who had retreated, so they wanted to find a place to cultivate.

Many houses were demolished and used as wooden rocks. Some people were summoned to cook. Since the chaos that Zhao Hu entered the city, the city has been peaceful for almost thirty years.

Whether it is the war in the distance or the changes in the world's general trend.

These creepy news will be blocked by the tall city walls and will not be heard by the people.

Nowadays, it is very similar to the reaction of the northern people when Weihou led his troops to besiege Yanjing.

war.

Never been presented so clearly to the public.

If you are not safe in the morning, life is worse than death.

The rumors that used to only cause waves of lament are now slapped in their faces, but what can they do?

In Lin'an City, an elegant place.

This is a brothel.

But it's not a brothel.

The girls here do not do jobs that make money by selling flesh and blood.

On weekdays, girls will welcome only when the scholars come here.

The peddlers, no matter how rich they are, they cannot enter this door. However, now, the most popular and famous priest in the building are serving an old Taoist priest together.

He was wearing a blue Taoist robe, his hair and beard were all white, and his two white eyebrows fell on both sides of his cheeks. He smiled very gently, just like a kind old man.

Logically speaking, such a guest cannot be appreciated by a gentleman.

But now, they were playing the piano and dancing in the room, and there was no displeasure on their faces, as if in this chaotic season, they had to show their best and most beautiful side to the old man in front of them.

This one-armed old man.

Very elegant, too.

He sat by the window, resting his one-arm on the mahogany table, and his fingers flicked on the table.

His eyes were half-closed.

It's like being immersed in singing and dancing.

There was nothing else in the table in front of me, just a pot of good tea that exuded fragrance, and a plate of common fennel beans.

It's just fun.

There was clearly a chaotic feeling outside the window.

But it seems that he is here, and everything in the world is as stable as Mount Tai.

"Bang, bang, bang"

The sound of stepping on the stairs quickly broke the reassuring tranquility here.

Holding an oil-paper umbrella and a veil, the Dingshanjun stepped on the fifth floor, and his movements were more rude, which made the ancestor open his eyes.

"It's all burning, and the ancestor is still interested. I admire the mortal singing and dancing, which is soft and soft. What's the point?"

The fairy glared at her eyes, like a tigress coming out of the mountain. The innocent people she saw were all frightened like quails. Even if she pinched her, the women in Jiangnan could come out of water, even if they were afraid, they would have a unique flavor.

pity.

The two of them were present, but they were not the ones who would appreciate such weak beauty later.

"go out!"

The fairy said.

The innocent men quickly left this elegant room with various musical instruments.

After they all left, the fairy came forward and sat opposite the ancestor. At this moment, the sun shone in from the window and shone on the two of them.

It's a little warmer.

"Why are you moving mountains in such a hurry?"

The ancestor picked up the teacup and sipped the tea.
To be continued...