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"Whew!"

A rusty bronze spear came out of nowhere, extremely fast, incredibly fast, tearing through the air, bringing a series of screams, in front of everyone, it pierced through the young disciple at once, and pierced the disciple's Yuan Jing accurately, it was hopeless!

The rest of the young disciples were completely frightened, and subconsciously rushed back, and Luo Bingqian and Luo Yiying also squeezed out of the crowd at this time, and saw this scene.

After killing the young disciple, the bronze spear did not stop, it moved slowly, as if it was being held, and slowly pulled out of the young disciple's body. At the same time as the bronze spear, there were also some fragments of bronze that were shattered beyond their shape. But at this moment, these fragments are also floating in an orderly manner, as if they are about to form a set of ancient armor.

And the bronze helmet, this time completely broke free from the shackles of the belt, floated to the pile of bronze pieces, and finally landed on the top. At this time, the gray-white gas finally completely filled the bronzes, forming an ethereal human form. This is a warrior, a warrior with a soldier in his hand, a warrior in armor!

The young disciples had never seen anything like this before, and now they were even more panicked, and one of the disciples was so frightened that he slashed at it, but it happened to be between the bronze armor pieces.

The gray-white gas was formless and insubstantial, and the young disciple's knife was directly cut into the air, and this void warrior reacted quickly and mercilessly, stabbed back with a shot, and stabbed the young disciple in half.

Such a result undoubtedly deepened the fear in the hearts of the young disciples. Because compared to those tangible and qualitative monsters in the East China Sea, this kind of thing that can be seen but can't be cut is even more terrifying!

Luo Yiying reacted quickly, kicked over in one step, pulled this disciple back from the tip of the spear, and threw it at the pile, and at the same time the sword in his hand quickly slashed, using the domineering swordsmanship of the Sword Heng Sect, he transported the Yuan Force of the whole body, and transformed the sword momentum into a small whirlwind, which instantly stirred up the gray-white "body" of this bronze warrior.

The rusty, vicissitudes of life, the bronze fragments, the helmets, and the spears fell to the ground with a jingling bell, and there was no longer life, as if nothing had happened at all.

The Fu cultivators immediately launched first aid to the disciple who was seriously injured by the tip of the spear just now, fortunately, this disciple was not directly stabbed by Yuanjing like the previous disciple, and the latter disciple was only severely injured in his body and five organs, and did not hurt Yuanjing's body, and there was still salvation.

Luo Bingqian glanced at the pile of bronze fragments on the ground, and then at the disciples with frightened faces, and hurriedly shouted loudly, gathering people's hearts: "Don't be afraid, everyone! Don't panic! This kind of thing is just ordinary soul breath, and it can be dispelled with a little bit of Yuan Force! Seeing that her words alone were not enough to convince the public, she immediately called Luo Yiying, who had just killed the warrior,

"Little Master Luo, you said yes, right? It's easy to destroy them! ”

But Luo Yiying didn't answer him immediately, and seemed to be in deep thought, but where is the time to ponder at this time, Luo Bingqian suddenly raised her voice: "Little Master Luo?!" ”

"No...... Wrong! Luo Yiying suddenly roared out like this, making the people around him tremble.

Luo Bingqian frowned even more fashionably, thinking to herself that this person is also two hundred years old, why is he so inattentive to the occasion? Even if there is something "wrong", it shouldn't be said like this, how can you stabilize the morale of the army now?!

But Luo Yiying's next words were even more disturbing: "It won't be the only one, there is an army here!" ”

"An army?" Luo Bingqian was a little anxious and panicked, glanced at the people around her, and suddenly shouted at Luo Yiying, "Little Master Luo, you haven't been here before, don't speculate like this!" It's quite possible...... It is very likely that it is because the heavens and the earth are moving...... That's all of a sudden! ”

But Luo Yiying didn't pay any attention to Luo Bingqian, but looked into the distance. It seems that in order to confirm Luo Yiying's words, the sound of "da-da" came from afar, from the depths of the ruins beyond the edge of the square, it was the sound of footsteps, it was the sound of uniform footsteps.

For many years, since Yuanli prevailed in this world, people have never heard such footsteps again. This is the footsteps of the marching phalanx of the army, in those forgotten years of the world, these are the real force!

It's just that after the prosperity of Yuan Li, these traditional army formation methods were abandoned, and all disputes in this world were resolved by Yuan Li, even if it was the current battlefield, it was mostly Yuan Li. No one has ever experienced such a scene, such a solemn atmosphere, such a magnificent formation!

The smoke shook at the edge of the square, and the tattered, rusty bronze armor was once again clustered together as they marched toward the plaza, toward the intruders. They don't say a word, and their uniform footsteps are their roar.

Just like they did all those years ago, they're still here!

The Xianhua Alliance's side was frightened by this momentum and retreated, the one just now had already made them so frightened, not to mention the large group now. These warriors converged into a large black oppression, like a dark cloud pressing down from the sky, spreading from the ruins of the city towards this square, and at the other end, it seemed to be endless.

There were originally only thirty-five people left on the side of the Xianhua League, and now they were killed and wounded, and they didn't dare to fight against such an army at all.

Luo Bingqian looked back at the direction of Mo Zhiyu and found that he had left the whirlpool in front of the tall stone tablet and was rushing back, so she opened a talisman flag and arranged a temporary defensive magic circle in front of everyone, yelling: "Don't panic, there is a magic circle in the way!" We are now following the guidance of the Yuanli Light Pillar to retreat to the center of the city! ”

Luo Bingqian said, waved her hand, and immediately had a Fu Xiu formation to lead the team to set off first, followed by the rest of the disciples.

However, the warriors seemed to be in large formations, with poor mobility, but marched surprisingly fast. At a glance, they were still at the edge of the square, and in the blink of an eye, they were already approaching the defensive array laid by Luo Bingqian!

However, Luo Bingqian's magic circle is just an ordinary magic circle, which is used to inspire people, and it doesn't have much defensive strength at all.

So when these warriors lined up in front of the defensive array, they just rushed forward with great momentum and smashed the defensive array!

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