C618
C618
Li Muhao, Wang Qi, and the others, after meeting up with the experts of the Song Family, successfully jumped onto the city wall and caught the wolf leader by surprise through a meticulous ambush. At the same time, Cheng Qing and Song Qianshu led their elites and followed closely behind them to kill the wolf leader.
After the Avalon of Five Elements and Song Zheng's followers had caught up, this tactic concept had been completely realized.
The flames spread outwards in streams along the overturned kerosene, and then converged into ponds in some places. The mutilated corpses were everywhere, some slanted on the women's walls, some on the road, some on the roof, some burnt to ashes. The fresh blood was like spilled ink, covering the walls, houses, weapon racks and trees that had been blasted by the elemental energy, and the pungent smell of blood filled every corner of the city.
The night was like a battlefield for an Asura.
They had the ruthlessness and courage of wolves. Even though the situation of the battle was clearly not good, they still charged forward with red eyes and bellowed with no intention of backing down. The gates to the Wild Goose Falling Gate had already been opened. Cultivators came and went, climbing up the walls of the city, crossing over the walls of the city, and charging through the city gates together with their companions.
After the cultivators of the Sky Ananda Sect and Song Zheng had rushed into the entrance of the Wild Goose Falling Gate, the wolves from various places had been forced to retreat step by step. Along with the blood flying in the air, corpses fell one after another.
Even if they were in the same realm as cultivators of the same cultivation, and they had the advantage in numbers, they still wouldn't be able to face the forces of the Sky Cleaving Sect and Song Zheng directly. The former was indeed strong and powerful, but with the help of the supreme Black Silver Poison, they would be able to win in an unstoppable manner, and the latter was also a true elite in terms of equipment.
The battle progressed like a raging fire.
The towering tower at the entrance of the Wild Goose Falling Mouth was five Zhang high, enough to overlook the inside and outside of the pass. After a fierce battle, Cheng Qing, who had completely torn apart the wolfwalker formation, had already left the battle and arrived at the top of the city gate tower. Here, apart from the back wall of the house and the scattered dead angles, everything could be seen clearly.
Under the disk-like moonlight, facing the bloody battlefield, Chen Qingyu stood tall on the eaves, holding his Heaven Lake Sword. His clothes were slightly rolled up, and his long hair fluttered in the wind. His gaze was deep and calm as he scanned the battlefield.
The cultivators of the An Tian Sect and Song Zhen had already charged into the pass, launching powerful attacks at the wolf tribe. The wolf tribe had suffered heavy casualties, and they were no longer able to organize an effective counterattack, they were no longer able to defend themselves.
Now that the battle had reached this point, the outcome was already set. Victory was only a matter of time.
And it didn't take long.
Song Qianshu, Yang Ruoxi, and Song Xuejun also gradually jumped up to the roof and landed there. Their heights and positions were all different, but they were all in the position where they could coordinate with each other the fastest.
Regardless of whether he admitted it or not, the aura he exuded right now was the most outstanding. He was the type of person who had experienced the vicissitudes of life in his two lives, resulting in his loneliness and detachment.
The way the stars held the moon was simply so.