Chapter 211

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Taking advantage of the suppression of his own arrow formation, Zhan Wudi in front of the city gate regained his energy. He held a knife in one hand and quickly rushed to the city wall. He jumped up and flew higher into the air. If his free palm Like claws, it dug deeply into the stone wall of the city wall, then lifted up its arms with force, and ran up again, and then climbed up about another meter.

The walls of Jinhua City are only seven to eight meters high in total. How can they withstand Zhan Wudi's jump? With only a few vertical steps, he is less than one meter away from the top of the city. At this time, Feng Jun on the wall also heard the movement. Several soldiers raised their shields one after another, risked being shot by arrows, picked up a pot of kerosene, and walked to the wall. One of the soldiers looked out, but when he saw clearly where Zhan Wushuang was, , an arrow also shot through his helmet, and the arrow penetrated deeply into his head. The wind soldier didn't say a word before he fell down from the wall. At the same time, several more wind soldiers looked around. One of them saw the position of Zhan Wushuang. He pointed and turned his head and shouted: "Here we are. here……"

He was only halfway through his words, and his body was pierced by the flying eagle feathers. Fortunately, Feng Jun already knew the approximate location of Zhan Wudi, so he didn't even dare to show his head and directly poured the kerosene over.

Wow - this pot of fire oil was poured down on the head, and even a well-trained spiritual warrior couldn't bear it. Zhan Wudi screamed in surprise and couldn't care less about continuing to rush towards the city. He could only turn sideways and hide away while , people also fell heavily from the city wall. Because of the spiritual armor protecting his body, Zhan Wudi did not suffer much damage after landing. He climbed up from the ground, raised his eyes to see the strange screams at the top of the city, and continued to climb unconvinced.

As soon as Zhan Wudi climbed the wall, Feng Jun poured fuel on the fire and blocked Zhan Wudi at the bottom of the city several times. At this time, the Ning army from the brigade had already rushed to the bottom of the city, set up ladders, and swarmed up. When the Feng army joined the siege, the Feng army's goals were immediately dispersed. People could no longer just focus on Zhan Wudi and fight alone. This gave Zhan Wudi a chance to rush to the wall.

With the cover of his soldiers, Zhan Wudi and several Ning Army generals climbed directly to the top of the city along the city wall. When they came up, they were like tigers among wolves. They picked up the spiritual soldiers in their hands and attacked everyone they saw. They cut down and killed everyone they encountered. There were only about 8,000 Feng troops left in Beicheng. How could they withstand the charge of these spiritual warriors? The camp was in chaos. The pressure on the Ning army climbing the ladder suddenly decreased, and a large number of Ning soldiers Jun also climbed up quickly. At this time, the entire northern city wall was completely out of control. There were close and fierce battles between Ning's army and Feng's army everywhere. There were fierce fighting everywhere, and the screams of soldiers on both sides could be heard from the crowd from time to time.

As the melee between the two sides began, Zhan Wuwei could no longer use his large-area-killing Lingwu skills. He could only wave the sword in his hand and chop down the surrounding Fengjun one by one. Even so, countless Fengjun still died miserably in front of him. Under the knife's edge.

Zhan Wudi became more aggressive and killed a few more people. He saw that the Feng Army was particularly dense in the middle of the city wall. There was also a Feng General wearing a general's armor standing in the middle giving command. No need to ask, this must be the leader of the Feng Army. Zhan Wudi roared and said: "Everyone in front of me, get out of my way!" As he spoke, he rushed over with his sword.

Soldiers from both sides were fighting fiercely on the city wall. Zhan Wudi suddenly rushed forward like crazy, knocking the soldiers from both sides in front of him and staggering around. Many of them couldn't hold back and screamed and fell from the top of the city. One of them was Of course, if there is a wind army, Ning Jun is also indispensable.

In a few short steps, Zhan Wudi rushed to the middle of the city wall where the wind army was the most dense. He stared at Shen Zhichen in the crowd with his eyes and shouted: "I want your head!" As he said that, he slashed with the knife in his hand. Huashan was slashed down, and the spiritual waves shot out and swept into the crowd.

Several Feng Jun who were standing in front of Shen Zhichen were unable to dodge, and were caught by Lingbo. With a crackling sound, several Feng Jun were split from the center of their bodies, and their bodies were split into two halves, with blood splattering all over them. The faces and bodies of those around him were covered.

Shen Zhichen was not good at spiritual martial arts, but he reacted surprisingly quickly. Seeing the opponent's spiritual wave splitting the soldiers in front of him and heading straight for him, he screamed and threw himself on the spot without even thinking. Fall, roll aside.

Uh-huh!

The spiritual wave left a long crack on the ground, brushing against Shen Zhichen's body. He dodged, but there was a scream behind him.

Before he could get up from the ground, Zhan Wudi rushed towards him with a knife. As he waved his arms, the surrounding Fengjun were knocked to the ground. Then, he stepped on Shen Zhichen's back and wielded the Purple Lightning Netherlight Saber with one hand. He raised it high, aimed it at Shen Zhichen's head, and struck it down viciously.

It’s over! My life is at risk! Shen Zhichen watched Zi Youyou's sword coming, but he had no way to dodge. He closed his eyes and waited for death.

However, Zhan Wudi's sword did not hit his neck. There was only a deafening loud noise in his ears. Zhan Wushuang's purple electric ghost knife was forcibly held by a black sickle with flashing blue light. At the same time, an extra person appeared out of thin air next to Shen Zhichen, covered in black. There are layers of scales on the surface of the spirit armor. Looking upward, the two green eyes of the spirit armor mask are flashing with frightening light.

The person who came was none other than Tang Yin.

Zhan Wudi was shocked. Firstly, the opponent came too suddenly. Secondly, the opponent was able to catch his full-strength sword, which showed that his cultivation was extremely profound. He instinctively took a step back, glared at Tang Yin, and asked: "Who is it?"

"Ask the King of Hell!" Tang Yin replied simply, first reaching out to grab Shen Zhichen's collar, and then swung him behind him, throwing him out, while muttering: "Stop getting in the way here!" As he spoke, he swung the sickle in his hand and chopped it down at Zhan Wudi's temple.

Zhan Wudi roared in anger, gathered enough spiritual energy, and parried with his knife. There was another sound of iron collision, and Tang Yin and Zhan Wudi both took a step back. On the surface, the two sides were evenly matched, but Tang Yin was the one who took the initiative to attack, so he naturally had the advantage. He took a step back with the other party, indicating that his cultivation was not as good as Zhan Wudi.

Of course, no dark spiritual practitioner would be stupid enough to compete with the light spiritual practitioner in cultivation and spiritual martial arts skills. After being blocked by the other party, Tang Yin did not pause for a moment, and performed shadow drift. His figure disappeared in front of Zhan Wudi, and appeared in the shadow behind him. The sickle took advantage of the situation and stabbed Zhan Wudi's back.

Although Zhan Wudi couldn't use Shadow Drift, he was not slow either. He twisted his body to avoid the edge of the sickle, and then tried to chop Tang Yin back. Tang Yin's knife missed, but he turned his wrist and aimed the blade of the sickle at Zhan Wudi, and pulled it back fiercely, cutting straight into Zhan Wudi's stomach.

Oops! Zhan Wudi cried out in his heart. Sure enough, the strange-shaped weapon had strange tricks, and it could be used like this. Although he thought about it, he was not idle. He didn't see how he accumulated power, he had already jumped into the air, and the sickle's pull back was rubbing against his soles. Taking advantage of the force of falling, he held the knife with both hands, used all his strength, roared, and chopped Tang Yin's forehead fiercely.

This knife from top to bottom was terrifying, and the blade made a buzzing sound when it broke through the wind. Without a close look, one could feel how powerful the opponent's knife was. Tang Yin raised his mouth, turned his body, and like a loach, he flashed from in front of Zhan Wudi to his side. He swung his sickle above and kicked hard below.

Crack!

Zhan Wudi's heavy knife chopped on the stone bricks of the city wall. Several huge bricks were crushed by the force of this knife. Before he could put away his knife and attack again, Tang Yin's sickle had already reached him. The opponent's move was so fast that he was shocked and sweated. He hurriedly lowered his head to dodge. He avoided Tang Yin's upper knife, but the latter's kick also arrived.

Ah! What a cunning enemy general! Zhan Wudi screamed in his heart, and rushed forward as hard as he could, barely avoiding Tang Yin's kick. After catching his breath, he shouted and swung his knife back, throwing out a spiritual chaos, intending to crush his opponent with the spiritual martial arts skills of the light system.

This is because he lacks experience in fighting against dark spiritualists. Skills like Ling Luan Ji consume too much spiritual energy, and pose little threat to dark spiritualists, as long as the latter can flexibly use Shadow Drift.

As expected. Before his Ling Luan Ji got close to Tang Yin, the latter's figure had already disappeared, and flashed behind Zhan Wudi again. This time he swung his arms and slashed several times, cutting him from the top, middle and bottom. Fortunately, Zhan Wudi has a deep cultivation base, and he does not need to return power after using skills like Ling Luan Ji, and can immediately engage in battle.

Helplessly, he had to roll forward, and three spiritual waves swept across his body.

Tang Yin and Zhan Wudi fought together. In addition, Shaoyang, who stayed in the city, also led 10,000 wind troops to rush over for reinforcement. The timely arrival of this batch of Feng troops finally stabilized the precarious situation of the north city wall. Moreover, Shaoyang's spiritual martial arts were also very impressive. With his participation in the battle, the passive situation of the Feng army was reversed a lot.

Tang Yin's cultivation was not higher than Zhan Wudi's, and his spiritual martial arts skills were even less. It was unlikely that he could defeat Zhan Wudi. Although Zhan Wudi had a deep cultivation and learned a lot of skills, it was difficult for him to defeat Tang Yin, who was flexible and strange and could use shadow drift skillfully.

The two of them fought back and forth, and the surrounding area of ​​about ten meters became a vacuum zone. Neither the Ning army nor the Feng army dared to move forward, for fear of being affected by the spiritual weapons emitted by the two and dying.

Just when neither of them could defeat the other and the soldiers of the two armies were fighting evenly, Shangguan Yuanrang, who was responsible for guarding the east city wall, also rushed over after hearing the news.

Seeing that the northern wall was already in chaos and the enemy and our side were fighting in a melee, Shangguan Yuanrang was not surprised, but shouted excitedly, even his eyelashes were smiling. He looked back at the 3,000 soldiers he brought with him, and said excitedly: "Brothers, follow me to rush out of the city and kill all the Ning army!"

"We listen to the general!"

"Good job!" Shangguan Yuanrang urged his horse forward and rushed straight to the city gate.