Above Ziyun City, a dark cloud floated over. The originally bright sunshine suddenly disappeared. The sky became dark, making people feel inexplicably uneasy.
The strong wind suddenly rises, and sand and stones fly between the sky and the earth.
The dark clouds suddenly rise and the sun hides, and the storm is about to come and the wind fills the building.
Murong's chamber pot stood on the city tower, looking vigilantly at the "white horse Yicong" not far away, because half an hour ago, a police call suddenly sounded in their camp, and then the whole army gathered as if there was any war.
At this moment, Luo Yi took Luo An to the city tower. Luo An carried some food and two jars of wine on his shoulder, and the two jars of wine were drugged.
"Uncle Master, the old master asked me to give you and your brothers some wine and food." A smile appeared on Luo Yi's face, which had always been cold, for the first time.
This smile was very strange and complicated. Murong Yehu's face, which had been through vicissitudes, became alert. He and Murong Yelun were cousins, so he knew Murong Yelun's temper very well. Even if he was giving wine and food, he would send Murong Mingcheng to him, and definitely not Luoyi.
Murong's chamber pot stared at Luoyi and became secretly alert.
If you have nothing to do, you will either be traitor or steal.
"Uncle Master, come and have a drink. Today is a big day." Luo Yi had an extremely forced smile on his face. It was indeed the most difficult thing to force a smile.
Murong's chamber pot did not take the wine bowl, but stared straight at Luoyi, with a look of torch, and he became even more disgusted with Luoyi, who was already guilty.
"Is it my senior brother, I sent you here?" Murong Yehu asked sternly.
"Yes...yes...it was sent by the old sect leader." Luo Yi smiled, his expression extremely unnatural.
"No, right?" Murong Yehu said: "Senior brother has told me to guard the city gate and not drink alcohol."
"This..." Luo Yi became cramped, his face flushed with flushing: "The old sect leader...he...he changed his mind."
"snort!"
Murong Yehu shouted loudly and said furiously: "The evil disciple, you are still lying, saying, what is your purpose?"
Luo Yi looked at Murong's chamber pot and was at a loss for a moment.
"Lie or something is indeed not my strength!" Luo Yi saw that his plan was exposed, and instantly revealed his true face.
Above the sky, Ye Junlin sat in the small space condensed by Fan Jun, and couldn't help but shake his head secretly: "This guy's methods are too clumsy."
Luo Yi held a short sword and fought towards Murong's chamber pot.
The black sword energy surged in his hands, like a black poisonous snake, biting towards Murong Yehu's throat.
After all, Murong Room Pot is an old man who has been famous for many years. The power of the mid-level Xuanshi instantly exploded. A green spear appeared in his hand, like a green dragon, facing the black poisonous snake.
"Clang!"
"Clang!"
"Clang!"
The blue spear light and the black sword light were intertwined together, the sword energy surged, and the spear light shone. On the city tower of Ziyun City, there were sharp explosions endlessly.
Just as Murong's room pot and Luoyi fought, Luoan quickly walked down the city tower and lit a "shock rocket".
"Swoosh--"
The "Rocket" pulled a long sound and flew into the sky, and then a huge explosion spread all over the world.
Inside and outside the city of Ziyun City, the warriors of the "Sword Casting Villa" and the "Chixiao Chamber of Commerce" who had been anxiously waiting for a long time took action at this moment.
Countless powerful auras surged in Ziyun City and headed towards the "Donglai Hall".
"Be good, these two forces actually hide so many 'Xuanshi' warriors in the city." Ye Junlin said shockedly.
"We are just those warriors who 'showed around'. But there are still some people who hide themselves well and escape our assassination." Fanjun followed this opportunity and said earnestly: "We will benefit from humility, and we will harm you, and we will shoot you out of our heads!"
Ye Junlin was very smart, even to the point of being a monster. Therefore, he immediately understood the profound meaning of Fanjun's words. Recalling his recent actions, Ye Junlin said solemnly: "Senior, I remember your teachings."
Seeing the situation, a smile appeared on the old face. Just understand!
Fanjun may not know that there is such a person in this world: he is brave enough to admit his mistakes and will never change them.
Unfortunately, Ye Junlin is such a person.
But he said, "Baima Yicong" saw the explosion of "Rocket". Five hundred riders suddenly surged, like a huge wave rushing towards Ziyun City.
Nearly a hundred warriors who went to stop him were touched by the huge white wave on the periphery of Ziyun City, and then they were cut into corpses by the long swords in the hands of the "Baima Yicong" warriors.
The terrifying combat power can be seen.
In the blink of an eye, Luoyi and Murong's chamber pot left more than a hundred tricks.
The mid-level Xuanshi fight against the low-level Xuanshi, which gradually led Luoyi to a disadvantage. However, this is not important, because his goal has been achieved.
"Baima Yicong" has arrived at the city gate in a blink of an eye. The gatekeeper who is closing the door was instantly pierced by a long sword. There is a small gap left in the city gate, and no one can accommodate.
However, for the 'Baima Yicong', this is not a problem.
The first white unicorn horse made a neigh, and then a golden light rose from its horns.
"boom!"
"boom!"
Under the dual attacks of warriors and spirit beasts, the originally hard gate of Ziyun City was instantly blown to pieces.
Fragments of the steel gate flew around, and several warriors surrounding the "Purple Cloud Sea" at the city gate were killed on the spot.
"Baima Yicong" rushed into the city and was invincible all the way.
Their eyes were cold, their swords were cold, and their hearts were cold. However, they did not kill innocent people. As long as they did not block their progress, they did not kill.
At this time, they were quickly heading to the "Donglai Hall" to dare to go.
While the hundreds of cavalry charged, an old man suddenly stopped them.
It was the Murong chamber pot that repelled Luoyi.
The old man was very responsible and stubborn. He believed that it was his responsibility to rush into the city, so he wanted to stop these five hundred horses here.
Even half an hour.
"Thorns thousands of miles!"
Murong's chamber pot shouted loudly, and the green spear light surged on his body.
The next moment, under the bluestone slab, countless thorns grew out from the ground, like green pythons, bound towards the five hundred cavalrymen.
Murong Room Pot is a "wood attribute" warrior, and the attack power of this type of warrior is not very high. Therefore, this attack from Murong Room Pot is already the strongest combat power he can use.
Thorny vines emerged from all directions, instantly entangling the white unicorn horse.
The horned horse neighed, which seemed to be extremely painful, but could not break free. However, the swordsmen riding on the horse would not stand by and watch. Countless sword lights shone on their long swords.
In a few breaths, the thorns that were entangled were cut off one by one.
"It is indeed impossible to defeat such a cavalry by relying on one's own strength!" Murong Yehu said helplessly.
The helplessness on the old man's face was like ice cubes in the flames, flashing by.
Since you can't hold this cavalry back, then if you can kill one, it's only one.
Murong's chamber pot shouted loudly, and the long spear in his hand was moving fiercely, and he was ready to die.
The Murong chamber pot broke into the center of the cavalry, swung its spear, and in a blink of an eye, it picked a cavalry out of the unicorn horse.
The cavalry was stabbed into the throat by a spear and then threw it to the ground, so naturally they could not die anymore.
However, Murong's actions aroused the anger of the cavalry.
They gave up their raid and turned to surround Murong's chamber pot. Their purpose was very clear: to kill the old man of the "Xuanshi" in a wheel battle.
Most of the cavalry's cultivation is in the high-level Xuanzhe, one-on-one, they are definitely not the old man's opponents.
However, this does not mean that they cannot kill Murong's chamber pot.
Because, they can unite and launch a raid on the old man. Just like a group of evil wolves, they fight alone, and although they are not opponents of tigers, if they fight in groups, they can eventually kill the tiger.
This is the "wolf tactic" where one plus one equals three.
Murong's chamber pot was surrounded in the center of the cavalry, clashing left and right, and several others died under his gun. But as time went by, his mysterious power became less and less.
And those cavalry exchanged back and forth and vaguely gained the upper hand. At this time, everyone could see that Murong's chamber pot was at its last moment.
Several sword lights swung down from all directions. Murong Yehu, who was unable to dodge, had several sword marks on his body instantly...
Sixteen cavalry formed a formation, which was a set of mysterious techniques of joint attack. Sixteen sword lights roared from all directions, like surging tides, drowned towards Murong's chamber pot...
"Is this the end of my life?" Murong Room Pot murmured.