C938
C938
Werewolves raised his head in alarm. He wanted to continue his persuasion, but when he saw the look in Yelu's eyes, he didn't dare to say anything. He could only accept the order and leave.
Yeluo Mingguang took a deep breath, calming himself down, and then looked back at the archer tower.
He couldn't afford to lose this battle.
If he was defeated, he would have no place in the Yershalaim's heart.
No matter how big the price was, he had to take down Cheng Qing.
Only Cheng Qing's head could prove himself.
The future successor of the Yale family must be the one and only genius in the world, there must be no one stronger than him!
Li Muhao left his post and led a team of An Tian sect elites to attack the city wall near the archer tower.
Some of them were lying on the wall, but their heads were nowhere to be seen. Some of them were sitting in front of the wall, but they had no lower body. Some of them were on the horse path, while the hands holding their sabers were in front of other corpses...
And in the middle of these corpses, there were constantly wolf strollers running across their bleeding innards, the sound of their bodies making one's teeth ache. Whether it was scattered or orderly, the cultivators of the An Tian Sect were all shouting from far and near, yelling that they would not retreat until they were killed by the powerful wolfwalker … More cultivators from the Tranquil Sky Sect were rushing up from the tunnel.
This scene caused Li Muqi's eyes to nearly pop out of their sockets. He knew that the battle here was intense, but he didn't know that there were so many casualties. With a loud roar, he swung out his Ink Blade and cut a wolf who had just jumped onto the wall in half.
Like a raging bull, he charged into the midst of the group of wolfwalkers. As his Inkblade hacked out, the sounds of weapons colliding rang out and blood spurted out. One by one, the wolfwalkers fell to the ground.
The Arrows Tower was already in front of him as he fought with his comrades behind him. The surrounding wolves were like maggots attached to bones, filling Li Muhao's eyes with blood. The large number of cultivators and armored warriors' corpses that fell outside of the wolves caused him to almost go insane.
"Kill!" It's not just the wolf hunters that are being killed, get the hell out of the Tranquil Sky Sect! " Li Muhao ignored his bleeding left arm and right rib, and rushed towards the group of wolfwalkers like a tiger and leopard.
The cultivators of the Tranquil Sky Sect who were following behind him all shouted in rage, their necks red, "Kill them!"
Cheng Qing felt a little tired, not because of the heaviness of his body but because of the pain in his mind. He had to admit that he didn't have much energy left.
After throwing a pill into his mouth, Cheng Qing took a step forward and suddenly raised his elbow and heavily smashed into the head of a wolf who was just in front of him. The wolf's body was immediately sent flying away like a fish.
He swung his Heaven Lake Sword to the side, blocking one of the wolfwalker's battle axes. When the other party was about to pounce on him, he turned around and used his head to forcefully push forward. The forehead that was covered by the Fish Dragon Armor was ruthlessly smashed into the opponent's face. With a blood-curdling screech, Cheng Qing grabbed the opponent's ear with one hand, pulling him out of the archery tower.
During this process, the Heaven Lake Sword passed the other party's throat.
He had no idea how many times he had been hit on the surface of the Fish Dragon Armor. He felt an unbearable itch all over his body, as if countless ants were crawling all over his body. This meant that he had suffered a lot of injuries, but they weren't serious. It was just a physical pain.
Even with a cultivation base at the first level of the Confinement Realm, his attacks still weren't able to penetrate the Fish Dragon Armor and cause Nie Tian much damage.