Countless figures shuttled through the army, and soon came to the midst of the heavily armored soldiers. They were extremely fast, wrapped in black nightcoats, and looked like the shadows of these heavily armored soldiers.

Yue Buqun couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw this scene, the speed of these black-clothed people was a little beyond his imagination, even he didn't dare to say how much faster he could be than these black-clothed people in terms of speed. What's more, their light skills have never been seen before, and they are completely out of any light skills he knows.

He couldn't help but ask, "This... What is it? ”

"Onichaluo. There are no dead soldiers cultivated by the Divine Palace. ”

Richard replied as he looked at the rear of the army under the city, his gaze constantly scanning around Yang Xuangan. The ghost fork Luo has appeared, and that guy must be hiding somewhere in the army!

"Dongying people? Is it those Dongying people who colluded with the Sun and Moon God Cult? Yue Buqun's face suddenly turned cold, and he snorted coldly: "Disciple Huashan, shoot the ghost fork Luo!" ”

"Yes!"

All the Huashan disciples responded in unison, turned the crossbow in their hands to aim at the ghost fork below, and pulled the trigger in their hands.

The bolts were discharged, the strings of the crossbow rattled, and hundreds of arrows were like dense black raindrops heading downward.

The Onicha Luo, who were heading towards the city wall, glanced up at the rain of arrows, and the speed of their advance did not stop at all, but even a few points faster. The rain of arrows fell, but not a few arrows hit the ghost fork Luo, a round of volleys, and the ghost fork Luo that was shot didn't even have the number of hands!

Unlike the heavily armored soldiers, who could only serve as live targets in front of the crossbows, these Onishara had been trained by the Absolute Shrine since he was a child in the harsh ninja ways, and were far from being comparable to the bulky heavy armor soldiers in terms of speed.

A trace of horror flashed across Yue Buqun's face when he saw this scene, and he immediately realized in his heart that Ghost Fork Luo was not as easy to shoot as a heavily armored soldier, and immediately ordered again, "Disciple Huashan obeys the order and continues to shoot the heavy armored soldier!" ”

At the same time, thousands of ghost forks have already come to the city wall, and they have borrowed strength from the city wall several times and jumped directly on the city wall!

At this time, Yue Buqun and the Huashan disciples saw the faces of these ghost forks, and saw that they were wearing Yaksha masks on their faces, and they looked extremely hideous!

After jumping on the city wall, Ghost Fork Luo did not hesitate, and immediately headed towards the nearby Huashan player holding a strong crossbow, his pupils shrank, and he said loudly: "Their goal is the strong crossbow, and the rest of the Huashan disciples will meet the enemy with me!" ”

"Boom!"

Before the words landed, Mo Taichong had already made a move, and a sword stabbed out towards several ghost forks in front of him, this sword suddenly split into three in mid-air and turned into three sword shadows, hitting the three ghost forks at the same time, and the terrifying sword qi directly pierced their chests.

Richard couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw this scene, "This is... One gasification and three clearances? Isn't this a true swordsmanship? How did Mo Taichong steal it? ”

In another corner of the city wall, the wind Qingyang also moved.

"In front of the old man, he dared to do something to my Huashan disciple, I really don't know whether I live or die."

Although Feng Qingyang only held a wooden sword in his hand, the moment the wind fast sword was used, thousands of sword qi were split from the wooden sword, and each sword qi seemed to be a violent wind, skillfully bypassing one Huashan disciple after another and the soldiers of Linqingguan, and headed straight towards the Ghost Fork Luo.

Ghost Fork Luo immediately took out the short knife at his waist to resist, but the oncoming wind sword qi was endless, and each one contained great power. Under the defeat and retreat, the Ghost Forks were soon forced to the edge of the city wall, and the short knives in the hands of many people even had large and small gaps.

"Get out of the way for the old man!"

Feng Qingyang shouted violently, and the sword momentum of the wooden sword in his hand instantly rose to a higher level, and for a while, the wind on the city wall was fierce, and even the Huashan disciples on the side felt a faint stinging pain on their faces.

Forced to the edge of the city wall, the ghost fork snorted, and the short knife in his hand made a soft sound and shattered one after another, and a moment later, a ghost fork Luo flew out upside down and flew away from the city wall.

Immediately followed by the second, the third... One by one, they flew upside down like kites with broken strings, and fell heavily to the ground and struggled several times, but no one could stand up again.

Seeing the death of his companion, the rest of the Ghost Fork Luo did not panic or fear at all, and still continued to attack the Huashan disciples who were holding the crossbow, as if they only had the crossbow in their eyes.

Even if they are arrogant, Mo Taichong, Yue Buqun and Feng Qingyang, no matter how high their martial arts are, they can't protect everyone. Under the wave after wave of deadly attacks of Ghost Fork Luo, there were gradually casualties among the Huashan disciples, and the five hundred Huashan disciples who were armed with crossbows died more than twenty in less than a hundred breaths!

"These madmen!"

Arrogant and impermanence couldn't help but scold angrily, and said loudly: "Ximen melon, don't look at the excitement of your dog-day-, all the crossbows have been destroyed, and we won't be able to deal with those heavily armored soldiers anymore!" ”

Richard shrugged his shoulders when he heard this, and said to Fan Zigai beside him: "Lord Fan, please be careful in everything. I'm going to help them. ”

Fan Zigai smiled and nodded, "Ximen Shaoxia, just go." ”

Ling Bo immediately launched a microstep, and Richard stepped over everyone in an instant to the front of a ghost fork, and the black cicada came out of its sheath like a poisonous snake that had been waiting for an opportunity for a long time to launch the most terrifying attack on the ghost fork.

The sharp blade easily tore open Onichaluo's throat, and Richard didn't even look at him, and Ling Bo micro-stepped again and headed towards the other Onichaluo.

Constantly wandering in the crowd, Richard harvested the lives of one ghost fork after another with the black cicada in his hand, compared with the ghost fork with a yaksha mask on his face, now he is more like a yaksha who takes people's lives!

With the addition of Richard, the pressure on the four of them was greatly reduced, and other elite disciples of Huashan also came to the city wall at this time to replace the soldiers of Linqingguan and the injured fellow disciples.

"Good, good!"

Fan Zigai couldn't help but be excited when he looked at this scene, the strength displayed by these Huashan disciples could each alone block ten or more ordinary soldiers, and these five thousand Huashan disciples were worth fifty thousand troops!

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared silently not far from Fan Zigai, and unlike ordinary Ghost Fork Luo, he actually had a golden Yaksha mask on his face!

The moment this person appeared, he quickly approached Fan Zigai, and the short knife in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath and went towards Fan Zigai's heart.

"Not good!"

Yue Buqun, who was closest to Fan Zigai, changed his face greatly, and he didn't care about the ghost fork Luo in front of him and immediately approached Fan Zigai, and the several ghost fork Luo in front of him suddenly received some kind of order at this time, and the attack suddenly became more and more crazy and lifeless, dragging Yue Buqun back to life.

"Poof"

The short knife easily pierced Fan Zigai's body, and blood burst out from his heart as if he didn't want money. Seeing that the blow was successful, the Onisha Luo wearing the golden yaksha mask quickly retreated, heading towards the edge of the city wall and was about to jump off the city wall.

"Don't want to go!"

Richard shouted angrily, snatched the short knife from the hand of one of the Onishas, and threw it at the Onishara wearing the golden Yaksha mask.

(End of chapter)