"Station on the hillside and continue to defend!"

Zhang Lingyue led a group of fire army soldiers to guard a hillside in the Dragon Domain. The hill was only less than 100 meters high in total, and it did have a certain height advantage. However, it would be too exaggerated to say that it was easy to defend but difficult to attack. Under the fierce attack of the Demon Legion's absolute number advantage, it could only be defended a little.

“The pressure on the front is too great!”

Qin Zhan turned to look at me, clasped his fists and said, "Sir, Qin Zhan requested to lead the Tianqi Camp to fight and attack the flanks of the demon army. If this is not the case, the front will definitely not be able to be defended."

I overlooked the battlefield. The heavy artillery position has been submerged by the army of evil spirit walkers. The human race has lost its crucial first firepower point, while the second artillery position is at a further distance and cannot be reached for the time being. If the opponent blindly allows the opponent to attack the heartland of the Dragon Realm, there is no need to defend it. The millions of troops of the human race are crowded into a group to be slaughtered.

"Have you confidence?" I asked.

Qin Zhan shook his head: "The only thing that fights to the death!"

“Go…”

I frowned: "Lead 20,000 Tianqi Camp equipped with inscription swords to charge, don't fight, and immediately return to the position after completing the charge. What I hope is that you can take everyone to find a way to survive, rather than to die."

"I understand!"

Qin Zhan turned his horse and raised his battle blade: "Brothers, there are also swords in his hands. Fighting with me, just like Feng Xiang said, who can resist the devil knight's military attack in this battle? Our Tianqi Camp will do our best!"

The next moment, the group of Tianqi Camps killed out like this, gradually accelerating, forming a torrent of iron cavalry. When they crashed into the crowd of evil spirit walkers, the bravest cavalry of the human race was moving forward, with sharp blades slashing, quickly disintegrating the interception of thousands of evil spirit walkers, and then rushed into a group of monsters of the Youquan ghost soldiers, with sword blades dancing around and constantly breaking the enemy. The more than 20,000 Tianqi Camps were like fishes going upstream, tearing up tens of thousands of Youquan ghost soldiers to pieces, and then colliding with the square formation of nearly 50,000 demon knights.

Demon Knights have always been a nightmare existence. Since the first time they appeared in the player's vision, players have considered it the moment of a decisive battle. When we were doing the version mission, almost as soon as the Demon Knights came out, the position could not be defended. This time it was the same. Any first-class guild would tremble at the charge of 50,000 Demon Knights, and can these 20,000 Tianqi Camp besieged?

From a distance, the cavalry of the Tianqi Camp ignored the involvement and attacks between the demon knights, and simply kept wielding the inscription swords. With its powerful body and sharp sword blades, they cut the demon knights one by one, making their heads roll around. Although they were also damaged, it seemed... they could indeed intercept these 50,000 demon knights.

However, just when I thought I could win, a sword light suddenly fell from the sky. It was a sword from the demon sickle in Landro's hand that slashed into the city from outside the city and swept the crowd instantly. In just one second, at least two thousand Tianqi Camp's cavalry rode into ashes in the sword light, and directly evaporated from the human and horses, leaving only the blood mist in the sky.

“CNMD…”

I rushed forward for a hundred meters, and looked at Landro outside the city, feeling powerless: "Landro, you beast!"

"Landro, are you looking for death?"

On the lookout, Senior Sister Yun stood up, her index finger and middle finger together, directly drew a sword light into the air and flew out of the city. With a "sneer", the entire space was torn apart. When Landro raised the Demon's Scythe and sacrificed a blood-colored light shield to resist, it was too late. The sword light passed through her chest and divided Landro's body into two. However, black bats flew up inside the separated body, like a state of connection between flesh and blood, pulling Landro's body to close.

"laugh!"

The second sword light left. If this sword hits again, there will probably be no demon wings in the world, and the demon world will lose their king.

"Jing Yunyue, you're past!"

A gray figure appeared in front of Landro. It was Lin Hai's true body. He held a gray long sword surrounded by the aura of the dead. The sword swung by, and with a "peng" sound, he dispersed the second sword energy of Senior Sister Yun's fingertips, and frowned and said, "Landro, you are too close to the top of the city, don't know how to live or die!"

"Yes, sir..."

Landro's body slowly closed. Although it seemed okay, his cultivation must have been damaged. After all, the blood bar is still 60%. If the sword that Senior Sister Yun had just added was really hit, it would be able to kill it. Landro's position was indeed arrogant, almost stepping on a scythe, otherwise it would not have such great lethality.

The gray figure fled, and Landro slowly retreated with the demon's scythe. Seeing Lin Hai's appearance, it was like swallowing a heart-smoking pill. It was safe and would not die here.

Senior Sister Yun sat back on the wooden board of the observation deck and continued to warm up the sword intent. She was not seen at all when the Dragon Domain had been broken into the city and all the troops were fighting to the death. I frowned. Perhaps in Senior Sister Yun's eyes, there was no more about the victory or defeat in the city and land in front of her, and the exchange of soldiers and soldiers. So what was the victory or defeat in her mind? Is it killing the king? Or, is Senior Sister Yun trying to kill an important person? Lin Hai?

It seemed like a big rock was pressing on my heart, but I didn’t ask questions, and there was no need to ask questions. Some things were only senior sister Yun could do, and she would definitely have her own reasons for doing this. I don’t need to add to this question.

...

In the city, Lin Xi led Yilu and others to set up defense lines at the main campus and began to intercept the charge of the demon army again. Yilu's losses were huge. Late last night, 120,000 people from the main alliance + division participated in the battle, but by noon today, there was only less than 30,000 left. Some of them were left because they had to go to work today, but more of them were killed. There was no way. The alien demon territory was like fighting to the death this time. On the human side, both players and NPCs, they actually lost more than half.

In the air, Sylvia was covered in sword marks. She had always been the one who had suffered the most offensives. Outside the formation of the Five Thunder Vine, many kings continued to launch long-range offensives, but Sylvia could only stand in place, holding the talisman stone in her hand and holding the mountain and water forbidden formation with her flesh and blood. It was precisely because of this that the golden tender vines in the sky kept killing the evil spirits on the ground. If there were no such offensives, I was afraid that the opponent's army would have reached the door of the command hall now.

On the other side, Xuanyuan Ying stood on an imperial chariot, and a yellow dragon craft rushed out of his head, fighting against the magical luck in the air. However, the Huanglong's magic image became increasingly distorted, and the area where the emperor's aura could illuminate was less and less. The distant scene was almost invisible. The appearance of the army of the alien demon army was so terrifying.

"A mere king of the world really thinks he can reach the sky?"

In the distance, Fan Yi, who was above the treasure book, suddenly sneered and said, "A mere eternal life, not reaching the peak of literature, not reaching the peak of martial arts. Just relying on the blood of the real dragon is like a confrontation with the great way, the power of heaven? Come on, I, Path Fan Yi, teach you how to be a human in the next life."

As he said that, Fan Yi raised his arm and suddenly a golden palm crushed down from the sky.

In an instant, the Yellow Dragon Dharma Image collapsed, and Xuanyuan Ying vomited blood. He felt like he was hit hard on the spot. His body collided with a "blood" sound, directly piercing a short hill behind him, rolling out thousands of meters with the rolling rocks. The sound of bones shattering all over his body, coughing up blood and unable to get up, and he was seriously injured and dying!

“…”

I felt suffocated. I knew this battle would be tragic, but I didn't expect that it would be so miserable. Could it be that even the Dragon Martial Emperor Xuanyuan Ying would die?

"His Majesty……"

Feng Buwen quickly turned around, but soon a golden fist magic came through the air.

"I can't take care of myself, and I still want to protect the Lord?"

Fan Yi, a Confucian and Taoist master who ascended the realm in half a step, punched him out again, and suddenly the white-clothed Qing fell out, leaving a bloody stain in the air, and was defeated miserably!

"Human race, you should remember today."

Fan Yi smiled coldly and said, "This is the end of fighting against Tianwei."

"Damn it!"

Among the crowd, Mu Tiancheng and Yi Ping stood up together, but before they could enter the air, they were slapped by Fan Yi and fell into the military formation. Although they were both in the eternal life, they were extremely injured. The veteran Guan Yang rushed up into the air and left the city directly. The Red Flame Sword was filled with the aura of the Holy Dao. With one knife, it burst out thousands of meters of sword light and slashed towards Fan Yi's head.

"You are the only one who dares to go out of the city to fight, not bad."

Fan Yi smiled slightly: "Veteran Guan Yang? I heard of it, but that's it. Give you a complete corpse!"

He opened his five fingers, and in an instant, a golden palm magic image swept the sword light into the air, then he held Guan Yang's body in his palm, and sneered: "All corpse? I suddenly regretted it."

"Peng!"

Fan Yi held it hard and swallowed the flames. The body of veteran Guan Yang was swallowed by flames on the spot, leaving only some burnt bones falling from the outside of the golden palm.

"Bone-bone-smashing."

Fan Yi smiled and said, "This word is very appropriate..."

...

"Zhenyang Gong..."

On the earth, Mu Tiancheng covered the injury on his chest and looked at the scene of Guan Yang's death in the distance, tears rolled down: "Old Guan Yang, you should never end up like this, you should... you should live your life among the green mountains and green waters. You should have children and grandchildren around your knees, you should... you should retire early..."

Yi Ping knelt on one knee, coughing blood from a mouthful of pain, but smiled and said, "The old general once said that he wanted to shed the last drop of blood for the human border. The old general... is a real hero!"

"boom!"
Chapter completed!