Legend of Sword King

C926



C926

0Arrows that were shot down from the city walls fell into the formations, causing a storm of blood and gore.    
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As soon as the attack began, a group of wolfwalkers leapt up from below the city walls.    

    

They used the round shields in front of them to protect themselves as they jumped onto the horse path at the top of the city gate. The scimitars in their hands flashed as they slashed through the crowd, dismembering the guards one by one.    

    

Before some of the wolves could even step onto the city wall, they were already killed by the cultivators on the city walls. Most of them had only just landed, and were either submerged in the glow of a blade or pierced through by soldiers' spears; those who could stand on the city walls for three breaths of time were few in number.    

    

However, this did not affect the large number of wolfsmen, who advanced one after the other towards the city walls.    

    

The city walls that were several dozen feet high weren't much of a hindrance to high grade Sumeru Realm cultivators. As for the three hundred foot long street, it wasn't that long.    

    

With mid-grade Xumi realm and above wolf tribesmen as the first ones to enter the city and restrict the defensive strength of the city walls, the amount of attacks that ordinary warriors would suffer after climbing the city walls was much less.    

    

The wolfwalker continuously jumped up the wall, using his life to open up the battlefield, covering his comrades behind him. Ordinary armored soldiers climbed up the city wall using ladders, biting their knives and climbing the ladders with their hands.    

    

During this process, most of them would be killed by the stone slabs at the city walls, and would fall down the ladders like dumplings. However, there were also those who had brazenly climbed up to the top of the city walls and rushed towards the city guards while roaring.    

    

From the very beginning, the battle had been going on intensely. It was like boiling water outside and outside the city.    

    

However, blisters continued to roll in the pot. Here, blood and flesh constantly flew about, with broken limbs occasionally appearing.    

    

No one on the battlefield could hear anything else. The only sounds that entered their ears were the sounds of air exploding, the clashing of weapons, the howls, and the shouts of battle. They were deafening and horrifying.    

    

In this kind of chaotic rumbling sound, the soldiers had to concentrate their energy, stare at the opponent in front of them, take aim at their fast moving movements, determine the direction from which they swung their blades, and at the same time, stabilize their mind and control every muscle, accurately striking the opponent's vitals with the sharp blades in their hands.    

    

A battlefield, especially a fierce battlefield, was only for warriors.    

    

Only the most powerful of warriors could survive the repeated desperate attempts and throw themselves into the next battle.    

    

Until the enemies in front of them were killed, or the enemies in front of them were killed.    

    

The space of the Bluestone Arrow Tower was quite large. Chen Qing stood in front, while the wolf-robed girl and Li Jun stood by his side.    

    

Chen Qing had already taken out an Essence Crossbow from his Cosmic Bag.    

    

It had been a long time since he had to use Qianjun, but Cheng Qing had never stopped repairing these weapons on the battlefield, nor did he forget to make sure the arrows were sufficient. With his current cultivation level, there was no need to pay attention to the consumption of elemental energy when using the Thousand Refinements.    

    

Since he was standing on the archer's tower behind the city wall, there was no reason for him to be a spectator.    

    

Li Jun took the quiver and smeared the poison on each arrow. Then, she placed them on the stone railing in front of Cheng Qing. She lined them up in a row so that Cheng Qing wouldn't have to lower his head to look at them.    

    

"Third from the left, fifth level of the Xumi Stage!" The wolf-robed girl's voice suddenly rang out.    

    

With one hand holding the crossbow in front of him and the other holding the trigger behind him, Cheng Qing slightly turned his body to the left and stared at the city wall with a pair of eyes as sharp as lightning.    

    

In his line of sight, a majestic wolfwalker wielded a gigantic warhammer and smashed into two of the lower level cultivators of the An Tian Sect. He raised the warhammer high up in the air and smashed it down onto the head of one of the fallen cultivators!    

    

    

    


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