30. Frost and Snow(2/2)
The cold air overflowed from Gao Xing's body again, and about a foot outside his body formed a rotating cold air for protective body. His gray eyes stared at the leader of the martial arts world with a gloomy face in front of him.
In the colorless pupils, there was a bone-broken cold air, and a sarcastic look like a fool.
He said:
"I am the leader of the Tongwu Sect and the host of the Five Immortals. I am not just a master of the Heavenly List, but also a person on the road of immortality. Shen Qiu is in the city, right?
Very good, let the shameless little thief see the final realm of Shuoxue Qigong, which has helped me to achieve great success...
This is not a sword technique. Ren Hao’s leader, this is my five immortal arts, and the cold snow is the ultimate frontier!
You, open your eyes and look at it!"
The whole body was surrounded by the joy of cold air, and took a step forward.
"Click"
With a loud bang, Zi Renhao came from behind.
He didn't need to look back to know what was breaking.
City wall!
The city wall, which was frozen up from the surface and was more than twenty feet wide, was shattering bit by bit like a broken ice sculpture, as the black cracks that made people's scalp tingle spread rapidly.
The bricks and stones of the city walls that were as thick as five meters and the century-old rammed earth inside them were shattered together.
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
The desolate horn sound also echoed in the Northern Dynasties' military formation. The three thousand elite cavalry of the vanguard had already begun to charge, and the direction of their charge was the broken city wall.
"This is the reason why I only bring cavalry. What is the mighty city in the world and the walls that do not fall. In front of me, I will break it like a chicken, tiles and dogs.
You Ren Hao will tell me at this time..."
Gao Xing raised the cold knife in his hand and pointed it at Ren Hao. He said coldly:
"Who is the real stupid one among us?"
"Clang"
After the happy words came to an end, the city wall was like a bomb rippled up, and in full view of everyone, it burst out, and countless pieces of ice were sprinkled all over the sky and everywhere.
The Luoyang city gate is still closed, but the city gate is useless.
The Northern Dynasties used their own means to open a wide road for the Northern Dynasties' elite cavalry to enter the city and allow it to traverse.
Unfortunately, there is no urn city wall in Luoyang, only one. In today's scene, even if there are hundreds of people defending the city wall, no one can stop the Northern Dynasties cavalry from entering the city.
"Swish"
Ren Hao started to fly and rushed forward to the North-Director cavalry, turning himself into a city wall to block those cavalry from entering the city.
But as soon as he started, he was forced back to the ground by a cold sword.
"Swoosh"
The sharp black ice finger aura, as sharp as a spear, rushed towards him and was crushed by Ren Hao. In front of him, he was happy with the cold air and was making a provocation.
"Don't leave in a hurry, the leader of the Southern Dynasty."
The Northern Dynasty National Master sneered:
"Aren't you going to have a fight with me? Come on, let's fight again! I just said something wrong, so I will correct me.
Just because there are more than 100,000 innocent people in Luoyang City, I will be buried with you Ren Hao!
Or, you're ruling this!
Ren Hao, I respect you a hero of your generation. If you commit suicide, I will only kill half of my life in Luoyang. How about it?”
Such vicious words stabbed Ren Hao like a sword.
He let his plan for thousands of times, but he never expected that this happiness would be broken by the immortals.
But in the face of the happy provocation that was sure to win, the world's weapon in the hands of the leader of the martial arts world, Tianji Wuchang also made a crackling sound. Amid the sound of the machine spring, the spikes of neither gold nor jade burst out from the front of the boxing gloves.
Just like Ren Hao's fists have claws growing on top of his fists.
As the cavalry of the Northern Dynasties formed a formation and charged, and the thousands of war horses galloped on the earth, and as the panic shouts of people from the Southern Dynasties in the city walls, the leader of the alliance made a start of the Liangyi Divine Fist.
He breathed a long breath, and in the cold air, his breath was reflected in white.
"Come!"
He said:
"If you want Ren's life, you'll fight first!"
"Um?"
Ren Hao's expressionless posture made Gao Xing's eyes stunned.
No.
Is this Ren Hao's character really ignoring the safety of the people in a city?
Or is this martial arts leader still have a backup plan in this battle formation that can no longer turn the tables?
On the other side, in Luoyang City, feeling the frequency of vibration under his feet, Chen Qiu spit out the grass stems in his mouth and turned over the horse.
He looked at the collapsed city wall in the distance and the scene of snowflakes splashing reminded him of the day Qiu Buping died.
Beside him, Xiao Tie was holding Juque and his face was covered with a strong sense of fighting.
There are also Zhang Lan, Li Yijian, and Yi Sheng.
Lang Mutou and a group of old people from the village.
On the other side of Shen Qiu's body, Li Baoguo, the young general of Tiance, was already eager to try it out. The chief who was rescued by the mountain ghost was even more silent, like a ghost.
He lifted the eight-foot cloth bag next to the aristolova in his hand.
Behind him, more than 800 people riding on the horse were already a little impatient to wait.
"Qiu Buping is watching us in the sky."
Chen Qiu grabbed the cloth bag in his hand and felt the cold murderous aura that rose up. He pulled up the reins of the horse and shouted:
"Today, we will kill all the dog thieves in the Northern Dynasty in this Luoyang City! With the blood of the enemy, the sacrifices are the heroic souls of the non-city camp."
"bass"
The eight-foot-foot silver spear tore the gray cloth, the red tassels fluttered, and thousands of cold light flashed in the sun.
There are also hundreds of birds roaring, like worshiping a phoenix.
Chapter completed!