As long as he thought about his future and destiny, he turned 180 degrees, and Wu Mosha's heart was like a raging anger.

The elder of the chief clan encountered an ambush in his own area and was in danger. He was afraid that there was no hope for his original order.

Now, Wu Molian only hopes that he can quickly attack Heishui City and rush to the estuary of Heishui River, perhaps to save his life.

If you are lucky, and you have accumulated millions of years in the army palace, you may be able to maintain your current status.

But now, the black gate of Heishui City is like a fortress. Under the repeated shocks, it is still as tall as a mountain and cannot be surpassed at all.

Therefore, Wumosa has no longer considered the issue of witch warrior losses, even if it is piled with corpses, it must pave the way.

The three hundred-man teams entered the battlefield at one time, and the dense crowds couldn't perform in front of the not wide gate.

Especially upstairs, the attacking spirit patterns of the remnants of the human race, as if they don't want money, smashed over, almost covering the area in front of the city gate.

Originally, a few pieces of spirit pattern jade charms could kill one or two witch warriors, but now, because of the dense charge line, the spirit pattern jade charms they smashed from the cold front have an amazing killing effect.

Almost every spiritual pattern jade charm can kill and wound at least three witch warriors.

Before I saw it, the tide-like Wu Clan warrior, blasting against the sky with a psychedelic explosion on his head, rushed frantically towards the city gate, and Leng Feng's face instantly dimmed.

After all, there are only two hundred Nine Emperor soldiers in his own hands, and now, the Wu tribe has invested nearly one thousand soldiers before and after, and continuously hits the west gate of Heishui City.

Five times the troop gap, plus this time, the Wu tribe is desperately fighting. Leng Feng vaguely felt that maybe this Black Water City could not keep up.

"Don't stop, everyone attacks! Don't let them come near, use remote advantages to kill me these witches!"

The sword in Leng Feng's hands kept slashing, and a slash of swords rushed across the Lingwen bombing area, approaching the witch under the city, while roaring loudly.

However, this time the savage charge determination far exceeded his expectations!

In particular, the witches were uncharacteristically, and they placed the elite witches on the front line of the charge. These elite witches were more than twice as fast as ordinary witches.

Moreover, when they approached under the city walls, relying on their strong own strength, they could even wield the spirit soldiers to resist the attack cut off from the tower.

After half a day of fighting, Leng Feng's men, and now alive the Nine Emperor Army soldiers, have fewer than 70 people.

Moreover, the high-strength spirit pattern attacks made them extremely expensive. Now, the number of spirit pattern jade symbols in the hands of each Nine Emperor Army soldiers is low.

With the number of elite witches rushing under the city walls, the entire battlefield was reduced to within a thousand steps in front of the city walls.

After ten breaths, the first batch of ten elite witches, with the support of their attackers, climbed up the wall.

Seeing this scene, the battle-strength Leng Feng knew that Blackwater City couldn't hold it.

"withdraw!?"

Leng Feng's knowledge of the sea flashed a thought.

Now Blackwater City is still in its own hands, and the east gate behind it is still unobstructed. It is a road of life. Now they have a chance to withdraw.

Out of the East Gate, surrounded by endless mountains, the chances of survival are high.

However, this thought only flashed in Leng Feng's mind, and he was shaken out of the knowledge directly.

"Can't withdraw!"

If you retreat now, maybe these dozens of them will be able to survive, but ...

What about the Lord! ?

The last strength of the Nine Emperor Army, four hundred brothers, what to do! ?

When they were in the palace of the people, they were awakened by the Lord, and all the way, the Lord took them, and they fought repeatedly, whether it was the cold front or the five hundred Nine Emperor soldiers, they all saw it. ...

On the Lord, there is hope for the restoration of the kingdom of God!

"Dog, Japanese witches are born, I fight with you!"

Leng Feng's eyes were all blood red, and he suddenly stood up from the gate, with his left-hand spirit pattern and his right-handed sword, rushing wildly towards the ten witches who climbed up the gate.

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

"Kill!"

Seventy Nine Emperor soldiers followed behind Leng Feng, roaring like a group of beasts, and rushed up.

Bing is the courage of the generals and the soul of the soldiers!

I do n’t know when it will begin. The Nine Emperor soldiers are no longer weak men without counterattack. Now they, even in the face of the elite witch who is several times stronger than them, dare to hold up their swords and roar and charge!

It's all because ... Lord!

Huh!

Two waves of people collided fiercely. Under the collision, all kinds of gas waves and bloodlights burst into the sky!

.........

Heishui River, estuary ...

As with the situation of the Seventy Nine Emperor Soldiers led by Blackwater City and Leng Feng, the wicked guards on the golden floor boat ushered in the most dangerous time.

Because Chu Yan took fifteen of the strongest fighters such as Sun Yuan, and only three of them were lost at the cost of entering the extremely stable Ling array crack.

The spirit array of this golden building boat is extremely powerful, far exceeding the expectations of Situ Fat. It took nearly half an hour, and the sweaty fat man is still being cracked.

Such changes may directly put Chu Yan's plan into a dead end.

Situ Yang looked at Chu Yan at the risk of loss, and through the crack of the unstable spiritual array, the whole person was going crazy.

As an ancient spirit pattern master, the successor of the mad blood Emperor Wudi, the self-proclaimed first-day master of the world, Situ Yang completely broke out, and the spirit patterns at the bottom of various pressure boxes were taken out by him to deal with the golden boat spirit array in front of him and crack it. The speed suddenly increased.

However, Chu Yan at this time did not care about this anymore, because he had already brought eleven dead men into the spiritual array.

Ling Zhen crack, only a hundred steps away from the golden floor boat ...

But Chu Yan had just appeared in the spirit array, and when they rushed towards the three decks of the golden ship, it was the distance of this hundred steps, which was almost completely covered by the attacking flood of the Wicked Guards.

Hundreds of powerful attacks almost blasted the void of this hundred steps into a thousand holes and collapsed instantly.

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All the Witch Guards understand this. Therefore, every attack of the Witch Guards has nothing to keep.

However, this is useless at all!

Faced with hundreds of attacks shrouded in torrents, Chu Yan's charge did not stop.

The body speed was spurred to the extreme, and the sword lingered all over the body. The long residual image pulled by Chu Yan suddenly changed direction, turned a ninety degree angle, and turned to the first floor of the golden ship.

Within a few moments, Chu Yan broke through the blockade of the attacking torrent, and her entire body penetrated into the first floor of the golden ship.

In this way, the elite witches standing on the second and third decks of the golden building can no longer attack Chu Yan.

"Come on! Go down to the next floor and kill him!"

Tito's roar sounded, and the group's elite witches rushed to the stairs on the second floor leading to the first floor ...