The spring rain is silent, and the dead green vine blooms again.

The green vines spread out, and everything showed surging vitality.

The old man stood in the spring rain, and the falling spring rain wiped the dust off his face, but could not erase the traces of time.

A trace of vitality that wandered in the heaven and earth seemed to be involved, turning into drops of drizzle, falling on the old man's body.

This scene lasted for a long time, and it was not until the gates of the flower city were opened that the rain stopped.

Stepping out of the air, one after another figures shot out in the flower city.

Wisps of fierce sword qi slashed the green vines, and the warriors who stepped out of the sky stood on the magnificent city wall, their expressions extremely solemn.

The killing spirit melted into the spring breeze, the spring breeze blew across the earth, and the green shoots lowered their heads.

An atmosphere of imminent wind and rain spread in the flower city, and even the warriors who went out of the city to hunt demonic beasts in the past stayed in the city strangely today.

There was a dead silence in the flower city, and the laughter of the past also dissipated.

The various warriors shuttled through the flower city, and walked towards the outside of the flower city with neat steps.

The tall city gate suddenly opened, and sword light swept out, and thousands of warriors in black armor stood motionless outside the city like stone monuments.

The aura of slaughter permeated these warriors, a team that crawled out of the pile of death.

A middle-aged man in blood-colored armor stood in the first place, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and the coercion inadvertently revealed made people's hearts palpitate.

Suddenly. The middle-aged man noticed the old man beside the stone path. Jian frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Who is this person?"

"Why don't you go into the city?" the middle-aged man asked two questions in succession, his eyes showing the meaning of inquiry.

Before the words could be landed, a young warrior came out with a sword, made a sword salute, and whispered: "My lord, this person is the crazy man who is rumored in the flower city!"

"Seven months ago, he came here and didn't leave!" Saying this, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of the young warrior's mouth: "Before, we also persuaded this person to enter the city. Who knew that this person was a madman!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man's sword eyebrows frowned even deeper, "It will be a beast tide in a while, if this person stays outside the city, he will definitely be bitten by the demonic beast!"

Say this. The middle-aged man pointed at the two warriors and said, "You two sent that madman into the city!"

"This person is within the range of my Flower City, then I will ensure that this person is well-thought!" the middle-aged man said lightly, raised his head, his gaze fell on the end of the horizon, and there was a trace of worry in his eyes: "This year's beast tide came too suddenly, which made people unable to react!"

Huge bows and crossbows were placed on the city walls, and cold arrows pointed to the sky.

In hell, the battle between humans and monsters never stops. It is also extremely common for many tribes to be bloodied by Warcraft, which is why so many tribes come together.

The terrain around Flower City is extremely flat. It suffers from several animal tides every year.

Looking at the sky with a blank expression, the old man's expression was always so sluggish, and the pervasive murderous intent could not affect him.

The snow-like silver threads clinged to the old man's back, and the white clothes on his body were already white and broken, as if there were strips of cloth hanging on his body.

The two warriors' sword eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and before they could get close, a pungent stench came to their faces.

One of the warriors was a little annoyed and said, "Crazy old man, don't stand here stupidly, hurry up and go into the city!"

For the words of this warrior. The old man ignored it, his eyes still blank.

The other martial artist's sword eyebrows also frowned slightly, "It's a beast tide in a while, if you stay here, you have to die." ”

The wind swept up the damp breath, and it also rolled up the silver threads hanging down from the old man. Between the silver threads flying, a strange mark loomed at the center of the old man's eyebrows.

"Who am I?" muttered the old man. He was so immersed in the world of his ego that he forgot about the whole world.

Seeing this, the two warriors sighed helplessly, they found that they seemed to have done something wrong, the madman could never understand human speech, and they had tried to convince the mad old man before.

"What should I do?" a younger warrior shrugged helplessly and looked at the other.

"What else can I do, I can only forcibly bring this guy into the city!" forcibly endured the stench coming from the old man's body, and the older warrior also looked helpless.

Just as the two warriors were about to make a move, a deep voice sounded behind the two: "Let him handle it to me!"

Hearing this, the two of them stopped, turned around, and when they saw someone coming, a smile appeared at the corner of their mouths: "Wang You, I heard that you know this crazy old man, it just so happens that you are here, hurry up and persuade this crazy old man to enter the city, so as not to become food in the mouth of the demonic beast!"

Wang You smiled and nodded, sensing the impatience in the eyes of the two, and chuckled: "Hmm!"

Seeing that Wang You was intervening in this matter, the two of them were secretly relieved, and they no longer stayed here, and strode towards the avenue.

The pungent stench filled the air, Wang You had long been accustomed to this smell, walked to the old man, and handed the wine in his hand to the old man.

The aroma of wine was permeating, the old man grabbed the wine jug, looked up to the sky and drank for a long time, but at this moment, the sluggishness on the old man's face was somewhat relieved.

"Crazy, it won't be long before there will be a beast tide, it's not safe here, let's go into the city!" Seeing that the old man was like a drunkard, Wang You grinned: "Enter the city, I'll treat you to a good meal." ”

The madman is always immersed only in his own world, and he never understands what others say. Wang You smiled bitterly, it's been a few months, and this guy hasn't changed at all.

"Madman, you'll die if you stay here!" Wang You said solemnly, but the old man still ignored it, threw the wine jug in his hand on the ground, and danced the sword weapon in his hand again.

Seeing this, Wang You shook his head, raised the wine jug in his hand, took a sip, and said helplessly: "Then I have to stay with you madman!"

Wang You found a random place to sit down, his eyes moving with the old man's sword.

In the distance, the middle-aged man saw this scene and sighed helplessly, whether it was an old madman, and now a little madman was added.

The earth began to tremble, and thunderous sounds rang out at the end of the horizon.

The faces of the middle-aged man and others changed suddenly. The middle-aged man drew the giant sword at his waist. He snorted coldly: "Everyone, the time has come for the survival of Huacheng, draw out your swords, and let your swords defend your homeland!"

The middle-aged man's voice was also extremely loud, and thousands of warriors all roared out: "Kill!"

Thousands of killing intent converged to form a monstrous killing intent. The killing intent poured out like a tide, bringing up spatial ripples.

Wang You got up, looked into the distance with a somewhat solemn expression, and whispered: "What a terrifying oppression, what beasts are there in the beast tide this time?"

Bang bang! The clouds in the sky shattered. Huge phantoms emerged from the sky.

"Thunder Eagle!" Wang You shouted in a low voice, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "These beasts are also here to join in the fun!"

The Thunder Eagle is covered with blood-colored feathers and is several feet long. Its minions and pointed beak can be compared to a soul martial sword weapon.

Dense thunder eagles spread their wings, and there were hundreds of them. Underneath, blood-colored wild wolves emerged, their majestic blood-colored hair fluttering in the wind, and their fangs oozing cold light were half a meter long.

"Thunder Eagle, blood-colored wolf!" The middle-aged man's face changed slightly, and his eyes showed a look of jealousy.

The sharp sound of breaking wind gradually rose, and the pungent smell of blood came to my face. With a swing of the middle-aged man's giant sword, thousands of sword lights swept out from behind him, carrying a terrifying momentum. Rush to the blood-colored wolves at the end of the horizon.

"Bow and crossbow, bow and crossbow are responsible for the thunder eagle in the sky!" the middle-aged man said coldly, and as soon as the words came out, a sharp sound of breaking wind sounded, and the huge arrow crossbow was pulled at the same time, and it was boom!

The arrows rained down all over the sky, and the arrows several feet wide pierced the void and shot straight at the thunder eagle.

"Kill!" The sound of killing rose into the sky, and the fierce sword qi brought up afterimages, and the momentum on the bodies of thousands of martial artists gathered together. Form a terrifying coercion.

A defensive line was built with a human wall, blocking the blood-colored wolves from a distance of 500 meters.

Flesh and blood were flying, and the fangs of the blood-colored wolf were waving in the crowd, bringing up human livers from time to time, and they were full of blood.

Void. The Thunder Eagle spread its wings and flew high, and thunder fell with it. Destroy the arrows that come in bursts.

Although the rain of arrows did not hit Thunderhawk hard, it also stopped Thunderhawk's attack, which was a slaughter for survival, which was extremely tragic.

Wang Youjian's eyebrows furrowed even deeper, clenching the sword weapon in his hand, this time the beast tide was more violent than usual, there were tens of thousands of blood-colored wolves alone, plus the thunder eagle hovering in the void, "Damn, how could the thunder eagle and the blood-colored wolf come to attack Huacheng at the same time!"

The tragic sound of killing rushed into the sky, and the morning sun could not bear to see this tragic scene, hiding in the clouds.

The low-level martial artists in the Flower City all had solemn expressions, especially those women and children, whose expressions were extremely worried.

Whether it is the roar of the blood-colored wolf, or the cold cheer of the warrior, all this has nothing to do with the old man, he is still dancing in a chaotic sword style, sometimes dazed in his eyes, sometimes sluggish.

The spring rain moisturizes things silently, and a misty drizzle falls to the end of the day.

The spring breeze came in his face, carrying the cold rain and hitting the old man's face. The old man's figure trembled slightly, stopped, and suddenly looked at the battlefield in the distance, and his right hand holding the sword kept shaking.

"Crazy?" Wang You noticed the change in the old man, and his frowning brows finally relaxed: "You guy is finally scared, it's still too late to enter the city, let's go!"

After speaking, Wang You's left hand reached forward, and he was just about to take the old man's hand, but an inexplicable killing intent surged in the void in vain, and Wang You couldn't help but shudder.

At the same time, the old man's sword that had stopped in mid-air swung up again, and a terrible sword groan resounded, and the intent of killing permeated the rusty sword.

"Killing intent!" Wang You whispered, looking at the old man with a somewhat stunned expression, in that weak sword style, he felt a shocking killing intent, this killing intent made him feel like he was in an ice cellar.

However, this erasing intent appeared suddenly, disappeared suddenly, the old man's right hand was still shaking, as if he couldn't even hold the sword, and a looming death aura appeared in his palm, this was not fear, but the instinct of the body, the instinct to kill.

"Madman, who are you?" Wang You muttered, with a hint of complexity in his eyes: "Why have you become the way you are now?" ”

The rain washed the blood in the sky, but Wang You didn't notice that on the battlefield in the distance, after the fall of the warriors and demonic beasts, a trace of vitality dissipated, and these vitality merged into the spring rain, and the spring rain fell on the old man, and the vitality also entered the old man's body.

A roar interrupted Wang You's contemplation, and the sharp sound of breaking wind sounded in vain, and the sword rainbow on Wang's right waist suddenly appeared, turning into a streamer of light and shooting out.

Puff! Jian Hong brought up a pillar of blood, and a huge figure collapsed with a bang, and it was a blood-colored wolf corpse.

The vitality dissipated in the body of the blood-colored wolf, melted into the rain, and fell on the old man again.

Wang You looked at the corpse in front of him with a solemn expression, and at this moment, he found that the defense line in the distance had been breached, and the blood-colored wild wolves rushed madly, and the body of a famous martial artist was directly torn to pieces.

Thunderbolts dozens of feet thick fell from the sky and smashed down on the city wall, and the entire flower city shook with it.

A thick thunderbolt burst in, directly splitting a big tree next to the old man in half, and sawdust flew one after another.

"Damn, the bow and crossbow can't stop the attack of the Thunder Eagle!" Wang You took a few steps forward, protecting the old man behind him, and the sword weapon in his hand brought up a series of afterimages, blocking the attack of several blood-colored wolves.

"The defenses in the sky and on the ground have been breached, if this continues, the city will be broken!" Wang You's strength is no more than the Soul Martial Realm, and he is still a little reluctant to face the siege of several blood-colored wolves.

A brilliant thunderbolt roared again, smashing directly on Wang You's body.

The sword intent condensed the phantom of the sword intent, and Wang You's sword tore the thunder, and for a while, the blood-colored wolf also took the opportunity to launch a fierce attack, waving its minions, and a wild wolf with a single horn on its head turned into a streamer, and the sharp minions crossed Wang's right arm.

Wang You gasped, and immediately there was a bloody scratch on his left arm, the flesh and blood were blurred, and the hand bones in it were clearly visible.

The pungent smell of blood further stimulated the madness of the blood-colored wolf, and Wang You immediately fell into a vicious battle.

Razers swam in the sky, glowing with brilliant thunder.

The sword fell, and the old man stopped, staring blankly at the thunder snake swimming in the sky, and muttered: "Thunder!"

As the old man's words fell, the thunder swimming between heaven and earth immediately became extremely violent, raging wildly in all directions, not even under the control of the thunder eagle.

The eagle's cry was a little panicked, controlling the thunder was an instinct that the thunder eagle was born with, and at this moment, these thunders were not under their control.

The eagle's pupils gradually turned bloody, and several thunder eagles gave up the warriors on the city wall, and rushed towards the old man below, and the swimming thunder was wrapped around, with the potential of destroying the world and destroying the world.

Wang You's face changed suddenly, he raised his head, looked at the thunder eagle that rushed straight down in horror, and exclaimed, "Crazy, get out of the way!"

The old man's expression was sluggish, ignoring Wang You's exclamation, and he still stared blankly at the sky, the raging thunder.

Surrounded by several blood-colored wolves, Wang You's injuries are getting more and more, and he is powerless to get rid of the siege of the blood-colored wolves, and the only hope is for the madman to avoid it by himself.

But the scene in front of him made Wang You desperate, because of despair, Wang You became even more crazy, and the sword momentum became extremely powerful, moving forward, completely killing a bloody path with his life.

People laugh at him for being crazy and laughing at him for being stupid, but so what? He's a friend of my king's right, the only one who can listen to me, madman!

"Crazy!" Wang You roared, an ancient aura spread out in Wang You's body, at this moment, he had a trance-like feeling, he was a dragon soaring above the nine heavens.

The surging thunder was mighty and mighty, hundreds of zhang wide. When Wang You fought a bloody path, the thunder that came also drowned the old man's figure.

A wordless sigh sounded on the city gate, and many warriors shook their heads, the crazy old man was finished, how could he withstand the impact of thunder in his old age.

"Crazy!" Wang You's eyes gradually turned blood-red, and he was in the midst of the thunder that was stirring without hesitation.

The king's right body had only stepped out half a meter, and his thunderbolt, several feet long, burst forth, and the terrifying strength directly threw his body out.

Blood surged wildly, and a look of despair flooded Wang You's eyes, "The madman is dead?"

"Thunder, you can't hurt him!" A crisp and tactful voice rose in vain in the heavens and the earth, and as this voice sounded, the sound of fighting between heaven and earth also stopped