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Chapter 167 Fire Storm (Subscribe)

In the battlefield where the flames of war are soaring.

The fire dragon let out a loud dragon chant and rose into the sky.

All the people on the ground were startled by the sudden rush of the dragon.

Their mouths are wide open, like fish dying of thirst.He stared blankly at the sky, where the fire dragon that dyed the cloudy red was moving through the clouds.

After flying in the sky for a while, the fire dragon suddenly split into two.

Then he rushed straight down and rushed towards the two siege vehicles.

"%￥#"

The barbarians on the siege engine screamed in fright when they saw this scene.Some people waved their weapons in vain, trying to stop the fire dragon like mantis arm like a chariot.

More people directly chose to jump out of the car in desperation.

On the siege vehicle more than ten meters high, it was like dumplings.The dense crowd of soldiers jumped off the high platform in panic, and then fell to the ground and rotted into puddles of maroon meat sauce.

Boom.

The fire dragon fell from the sky and crashed into the siege engine.

The two siege vehicles were instantly engulfed by flames, turning into burning wooden towers.

In the raging flames.

Those barbarians who were lucky enough not to jump off the car instantly turned into burning men, screaming and falling from the fire tower.

This scene shocked everyone.

The big man looked at Yang Qing, who was beside him with chicken feathers, and was stunned: He is really a witch!

Other people on the city wall looked at Yang Qing in surprise and excitement.

For the first time, their ashen faces showed their desire to survive.

The barbarian army below the city quickly dispersed to avoid the two burning siege engines that were about to collapse.

They screamed, shouted, and fled in all directions. .

But at this moment, the barbarian generals rushed out suddenly, brandishing their barbed whips, and lashed hard at those cowards who were so frightened that they cried for their parents.

The iron and blood methods of the generals quickly calmed down the chaotic troops.

A maroon-skinned barbarian general wearing leopard skin rode a giant gray wolf and stepped out of the crowd.

After this person appeared, the noisy frontline soldiers fell silent for an instant.

The leopard-skinned general drew out a slender steel knife, shouted, and pointed at the top of the city.

The blade was directed at the wizard with chicken feathers standing at the top of the city.

In the sound of hula-la footsteps.

A group of barbarian archers with goose feather headbands on their heads, long bows in their hands, and long swords on their backs rushed out of the army.Soon a phalanx was formed in front of the formation.

The bow and arrow phalanx formed by hundreds of people moved in unison.

After a while, the army chanted slogans in unison.

Hundreds of arrows shot out suddenly, pressing towards the top of the city like black locusts.

Yang Qing is not a rookie on the battlefield.

Although this is the first contact with a large-scale war.

But his reaction was not slow at all.

After he set fire to the opponent's two siege vehicles, he immediately left the place just now.

But even so, he still underestimated the opponent's Arrow Rain's coverage.

At this moment, the big man on the side suddenly rushed over.

He swooped and rushed ten meters away with Yang Qing in his arms.

Almost instantly, the rain of arrows pressed down with a bang bang sound.

The dust was flying, and the city walls collapsed. .

The range of more than ten meters behind him instantly became ruins.

almost simultaneously.

The barbarian generals in the city gave the signal to attack.

A barbarian army of more than [-], like a dark tide, attacked the city defense.

bang bang

Behind the barbarian army, more than a dozen trebuchets launched an attack together.

The stone as big as a millstone was ejected, rolled in the air, made a whining sound of breaking through the air, crossed the army in front, and smashed heavily on the already fragile city wall.

After two rounds of volleys, Yang Qing and the others were on the side of the city wall, and half of the city wall collapsed instantly.

The soldiers and civilians in the cloud squatting behind the battlements were directly buried alive.

The [-] barbarian army rushed through the checkpoint like a flood and rushed into Yunzhong City.

Looking at the densely packed barbarian soldiers, waving weapons and rushing towards this side.

The big man had no expression on his face, holding a long gun in both hands across his chest, as if death was at home.

"You go!"

After the big man said something suddenly, he rushed towards the barbarian soldiers.

Yang Qing: "..."

He looked at the big man speechlessly, and cursed: "Can I still go?"

He took a deep breath and slapped himself.Then he gripped the steel knife tightly and rushed up.

Although he was in a desperate situation, there was always a hope in his heart.

This hope does not come from herself, let alone Su Si from another world.Rather, he has always believed that the battle situation in front of him is definitely not that simple.

The charge of tens of thousands of barbarian troops, a battle at the level of a regiment.

He didn't believe it, there was no other action on Da Zhou's side.

Standing on the high platform, Yang Qing hacked to death a barbarian soldier rushing up. Before he could catch his breath, he saw the barbarian archer below had drawn his bow and shot an arrow towards him.

Yang Qing cursed loudly, and quickly rolled backwards.

The feather arrow wiped his face and flew away through the air.

After Yang Qing stood up, he found that more than a dozen barbarian soldiers rushed over with a stench all over them.

Yang Qing kicked the oil barrel beside him.

The oil barrel fell to the ground with a bang, and the kerosene dripped all over the ground in an instant.

"Male Gobi, you are arrogant!"

Yang Qing grinned grimly, grabbed the torch, and threw it over.

With a bang, the oil was ignited.

In an instant, flames shot up from the top of the city.

The dozen or so barbarians instantly turned into burning men, screaming and falling down the city wall in a panic.

Yang Qing stuck the steel knife into the ground beside him, then he took a deep breath and made seals with his hands again.

"Come on." Yang Qing's eyes flashed with a frenzied sense of destruction, and he grinned and said, "Come and taste Lao Tzu's flame storm!"

The handprints formed, and the chaotic burning flames began to spin like a tornado, and quickly spread towards all directions.

Almost instantly, dozens of barbarians on the city wall were directly swept away by the flame storm, screaming and turning into ashes in the flames.

Dead savages formed the constant fuel for the flames.

As Yang Qing's handprints formed again, the scope of the flame storm expanded again.

The surrounding houses, straw, and buildings were all ignited.

The extremely fast-growing flame storm gradually developed into a terrifying tornado.

Seeing this super flame tornado that swept across a radius of [-] meters, a pillar reaching the sky.

For the first time, the barbarian soldiers showed deep fear in their eyes. They looked at the flame storm in horror and began to back away.

Even the faces of the barbarian generals changed drastically, tightening the reins of their mounts, and retreating uneasily.

But at this moment, a maroon light shot from outside the city.

This ray of light exploded in the air, unexpectedly forming a circular pattern covering the entire city.

In the pattern, the mysterious runes shone with dark red light, exuding frightening coercion.

After seeing this pattern, those barbarians immediately lifted their spirits, and their eyes once again burst into bloody light.

Under the coercion of the circular pattern, the sky-defying flame storm quickly stopped spreading, and it didn't take long before it went out like a puff of smoke.

"Hoo Hoo Hoo"

"Hoo Hoo Hoo"

The barbarian army shouted loudly, and charged towards the top of the city with their weapons clenched again.

Yang Qing's face was serious.

He glanced at the formation in the air and narrowed his eyes.

"field!"

Yang Qing took a deep breath and murmured.

A realm is made up of laws.

And those who can master the law must be the masters of the Nascent Soul Stage.

It's a pity that I have no cultivation base.

Otherwise, it is not certain who will win the game.

Yang Qing made a seal with one hand behind his back.

Ready to launch the fire of the primordial spirit
This is the last hole card of the fire practitioner.

It is also the last move for both sides to suffer!
(End of this chapter)