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Chapter 1675 Seeing death as home

Many disciples from well-known families even stood on top of the tower, laughing and joking.

Among them, a male disciple from the Tianjian Sect was posing in a cool pose.

He shook his head slightly and said with a smile.

"This Jin countryman runs really slowly."

"If it were me, I would definitely use Qinggong to be the first to kill!"

Someone on the side immediately echoed.

"Master Liang has superb swordsmanship and has mastered the essence of Alliance Leader Ye. Once he reaches the top of the city, he will definitely be able to kill every enemy without leaving a trace."

Another person came over and laughed.

"You two, how about we have a competition and see who kills more people?"

The other two looked at each other and laughed.

"Yeah."

"Let's see who kills more people this time..."

Young Master Liang had not had time to say what he said next.

An arrow came out of the blue and pierced his head directly.

The expressions of the other two people suddenly changed drastically, and when they turned around, their pupils dilated rapidly!

Just now, the enemies in front of them were as small as ants.

As it continues to advance, the shape becomes larger and larger.

They could even see clearly the ferocious and crazy faces of the Jin soldiers below!

The two martial arts heroes who were chatting and laughing just now were trembling with fear at this moment.

Don't tell me what kind of game the killing was.

One of them was so frightened that his legs became weak and he sat on the ground.

Jianghu vendetta, although sometimes there will be scenes of a group of people fighting back and forth.

But compared with the offensive and defensive battle in front of me, it pales into insignificance!

Facing the dark army of the Jin Kingdom rushing up, most of the martial arts people who were originally firm-faced changed their expressions more or less.

Many of them even took a few steps back.

His eyes were even spinning, thinking about how he could find an excuse to leave here?

When they came, they made their vows.

But when faced with an army of tens of thousands, their only thought was to retreat.

The scene just now naturally fell into Leng Wushuang's eyes.

On the tower.

Leng Wushuang joked to Ye Zangkong beside him.

"Leader Ye, I think your disciples are a little reluctant to give up. Do you need to remind them?"

Ye Zangkong said lightly: "Before I came, I already said that I was guarding Jeju this time out of my own free will."

"If anyone is afraid, he can leave naturally. There are no villains before life and death."

Ye Zangkong's voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard in everyone's ears.

Most of the people in the arena who were still retreating slightly stopped and tightened their weapons.

Just kidding, in the world of martial arts, you just rely on your reputation.

Those who come here are all well-known and decent people who claim to save the common people, so how can they do things that are greedy for life and afraid of death?

Before they could react, the soldiers in front of them or around them were all plain-looking soldiers who looked like they could easily be defeated by these martial artists.

Suddenly he took two steps forward.

Then I heard a man shouting: "Archers, prepare!"

Rows of archers took off their bows and arrows with expressionless faces, bent their bows and pulled the strings!

I saw Jin soldiers approaching from the front, and they all looked crazy!

"put!"

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

The arrows pierced the air one after another, pouring down like a heavy rain!

Soon, the martial arts people who were originally complacent and self-righteous discovered a scene that made them feel ashamed.

Although they, masters of martial arts, can pick out a dozen or even dozens of soldiers at random.

However, when these soldiers attacked collectively, the scene that appeared was extremely shocking!

Those arrows seemed to have eyes, almost piercing into the bodies of the Jin soldiers surging up like a tide.

Although the screams below continued, and although the enemy continued to advance, the soldiers on the city wall did not retreat at all!

Each of them had a firm look on his face and looked down upon death!


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