From A Stronghold NPC To The Final BOSS

The evil is endless.

The skeletons of the dead walk like a tide on the earth.

On the left and right sides, the skeleton knights accompany them.

Among the many skeletons, there are several with tall skeletons, like giant beasts.

Where the calamity has passed.

The land gradually eroded, dyed with a strange black color.

Any crops or even plants will slowly turn yellow at this moment until they disappear.

in front of the calamity.

The battle flag fluttered.

Tens of thousands of troops formed an army formation, with a strong sense of chill.

Looking at the skeletons of the dead moving forward, many soldiers looked a little uneasy.

But looking at the people around him, the uneasiness in his heart subsided a lot.

And in the front of the army is the general of the army.

Don't panic, I'm not afraid of even living people, let alone a group of monsters who have been resurrected from the dead, Da Zhao has swept the world for thousands of years, and wiped out countless evil disasters.

A mere demon, what a slap in the face!

Hong Bin shouted loudly, and the warhorse under his crotch also looked restless under the impact of the demonic calamity.

A loud drink.

Like rolling thunder.

Instantly dispelled the fears in most people's hearts.

good.

Dazhao has been around the world for thousands of years and has hardly ever been defeated.

Whenever there is the birth of the mortal realm, it will inevitably be accompanied by the birth of demons, setting off a demonic cholera world.

But so what.

No matter how rampant demons and calamities are, in front of Da Zhao's soldiers, there is only one way to be suppressed.

They were the soldiers of Jokhang.

Naturally, one should not be afraid of demonic disasters.

at this time.

The calamity is still advancing.

Soon, they were less than ten miles away from the army formation.

Hong Bin immediately stabbed the knife and stood still.

Although he is also aware of the dreadful nature of the demonic disaster, he is the commander-in-chief of the army.

With Zhang Baicheng's resolute order, his last retreat was blocked.

Under such circumstances, Hong Bin looked at the demonic disaster that was eroding step by step, and a long-silent fighting spirit gradually recovered.

Ten miles!

Nine miles!

Bali!

The calamity progressed steadily.

As the demonic disaster approached, the evil aura became stronger and stronger, and the ground beneath his feet spread and eroded like a shadow.

Grand Commander?

A person beside him was a little impatient and asked sideways.

Hong Bin raised his hand to signal him not to worry.

This person can only temporarily suppress the restlessness in his heart.

Hong Bin is the chief commander of Feiye City. At this time, when Zhang Baicheng is not there, he has the highest status.

The most taboo is to disrespect orders when marching and fighting.

Before Hong Bin ordered, if he made an assertion, the other party had the right to directly kill him.

Seven miles!

Six miles!

Five miles!

Prepare the archers! Hong Bin shouted loudly.

Whoa!

The formation of the army changed, and three thousand soldiers came out with big bows and arrows on their backs.

Four miles!

Pull the bow!

The arrow was placed on the big bow, and the bowstring was instantly tightened to a limit.

Hong Bin sat on the horse, looking directly at the evil disaster in front of him, silently measuring the distance between the two sides.

Wait until about a mile away.

He raised his hand, slammed it down indirectly, and shouted angrily, Release the arrow!

call out! call out! call out!

Arrows in the sky formed a rain of arrows, shooting towards the advancing skeletons of the dead.

Those who can become soldiers are the weakest and have reached the third level of entering the military.

Whether it's a big bow.

Still arrows.

All of them are made by unique craftsmen in the military, and have a very long range and penetration.

After a rain of arrows.

Hundreds of skeletons fell.

Among them, two skeleton knights were accidentally shot in the head and fell to their horses.

But more skeletons of the dead.

With arrows stuck in his body, his movements still did not slow down.

For these skeletons, they are already the body of the dead, unless the fire of the soul is destroyed, otherwise, any injury is not enough to kill.

Even with some broken leg bones, they can still crawl slowly on the ground.

It's just that these skeletons didn't crawl very far, and they were directly stepped on by the skeletons behind, which directly extinguished the fire of the soul.

Hong Bin watched this scene.

didn't say anything.

This is an array of arrows, it is impossible to just aim at the head of the skeleton.

But for no reason.

He seemed to have thought of something, and couldn't help thinking: If it were that army, it might be able to achieve that level.

At this time.

After a rain of arrows.

The archer immediately drew arrows from his back, forming a new round of arrow rain.

Repeat this ten times.

Thousands of skeletons have been lost to arrows.

Comparable.

The scope of the demonic disaster is already close to less than half a mile of the army.

Infantry step forward, draw your sword!

The archers retreated, and nearly 10,000 infantrymen stepped forward. The broadsword from his waist was scabbard sharply, and the cold light reflected in the sun was terrifying.

Archer support, the rest follow me to kill!

Hong Bin swung the spear in his hand, his legs clamped on the horse's back, and he rushed out like an arrow from the string.

The spear pierced several skeletons of the dead in an instant, like a dragon coming out of a hole, and then pulled it up hard, the skeletons flew into the sky, and after landing, they turned into pieces of broken bones.

behind.

The army also rushed over.

The two sides converged like a tide.

Fight!

The cries are endless!

Hong Bin took the lead, and the spear danced with killing intent. Any skeleton touched would only end in destruction.

soon.

His target was a skeleton with a tall skeleton.

Only from the judgment of breath, you can know that the strength must be no less than the eighth level of entering the martial arts.

And when the army is fighting and rushing to kill.

From the right side of the Demon Calamity, there were also thousands of people rushing in, and the leader of the group was Changsheng, the leader of the Yusheng Gang.

Brothers in Feiye City, don't panic, the Yum Gang is here to help!

Chang Sheng made a volley across the sky, and shot out the double knives in his hands like a phantom, strangling dozens of dead skeletons in an instant.

at the same time.

There are also a large number of people on the left side of the demon disaster.

The leader was also one of the people who brought to meet Zhang Baicheng before Gu Feng.

at this time.

Zhang Baicheng and Gu Feng had already rode their horses and stood with the archers behind.

by the two of them.

There are also nearly ten people, all of whom are the helpers brought by the carrier this time.

Zhang Baicheng looked at the slaughtering parties, and his old face showed killing intent: The devil is like a locust crossing the border, and no grass grows. If you give them more time, I'm afraid no one in the mortal realm can check and balance.

City Lord Zhang, rest assured, this time the demonic disaster will be completely wiped out. Gu Feng held the reins and laughed heartily.

Say nothing else.

This time he brought masters who were comparable to the tenth level of martial arts, and there were as many as a dozen people.

Even in the face of demons, there are still many chances to win.

Speaking of which.

Gu Feng looked at the people on the left and right, and said in a deep voice, I also ask you to help the army to destroy the demonic disaster.

Don't worry, Steward Gu, there is no possibility of rampant calamity with me waiting.

One of them said loudly.

Done.

The others glanced at each other, and almost invariably moved their horses and killed the demon disaster.

in situ.

Only Zhang Baicheng and Gu Feng remained unmoved.

Now that the demons have not yet appeared, there must be strong forces to guard against unpredictable accidents.

As the city lord of Feiye City, Zhang Baicheng needn't say much about his strength.

As for the old fashioned.

Although he is the steward of the shipping company, his strength is only the eighth level of martial arts, and he is much weaker than others. It is not realistic to rush to the demon disaster, so it is better to stay here.

certainly.

No one would say these words outright.

Enter the tenth level of martial arts.

It is indeed a rare master in the mortal domain.

Because everyone who reaches this level will choose to go out of the mortal realm and break through a higher realm.

but--

Outside the mortal realm, entering the tenth level of martial arts is actually not too rare.

These masters entered the mortal realm and turned into the top in a blink of an eye.

kill!

There are generals in the army, with long spears like dragons, sweeping away the skeletons of the dead in the evil disaster.

There were also soldiers and soldiers in the army who were brutally killed under the siege of the skeletons of the deceased.

behind.

The dense rain of arrows is continuously ejected.

All fell behind the demonic disaster.

Almost every moment the fire of the skeleton's soul goes out, and soldiers die.

Eat me a shot!

Hong Bin's horse rammed through his crotch, and the long spear was bombarded with a violent wind. After beheading the giant skeleton that was comparable to the eighth and ninth level of martial arts, he rushed to one of the skeleton knights.

At this time, no less than a dozen people had already died under the bone spear.

As the commander of the army, Hong Bin naturally did not sit and watch his subordinates allow the opponent to slaughter.

The spear collided with the bone spear.

The strong force shook the hip-bone horse backwards.

Hong Bin rode his horse forward, and the spear trembled and scattered seven spear flowers, completely covering the Skeleton Knight.

Swish! Swish!

While the guns were in full bloom, the murderous intention came quietly.

puff!

The skeleton knight who was comparable to the eighth-level of martial arts was directly pierced by the fire of the soul with a gun, and the skeleton was scattered on the ground in an instant.

But soon.

Several more skeleton knights rushed towards Hong Bin.

Obviously.

They are also eyeing this powerful opponent.

Hong Bin was not afraid, and laughed like a rainbow: There are so many dead people, even if they recover, they are just the dead souls I shot!

kill!

soon.

The pair conveniently battles together.

the other side.

Changsheng's double knives are as dazzling as butterflies and flowers, but if they encounter the skeleton of the dead, they can only be killed.

Everyone attacking these things in the head, that's their weakness!

While speaking, the sword light flashed, and a skeleton fell to the ground.

But looking at the number of skeletons around him that didn't decrease at all, Chang Sheng's face was also heavy.

This time, the Yum gang can be said to be all out.

The promise given by the carrier made him have no courage to refuse.

And once the scale of the demonic disaster is formed, after stepping out of the Xinghuang Ordinary Territory, his Yum Gang may be affected.

This is also the reason why Chang Sheng will work so hard.

The lips are dead and the teeth are cold.

As long as you are not stupid, you can understand this truth.

But when he really faced the devil disaster, Chang Sheng really understood how big the gap between the two was.

If the Feiye City army had not endured most of the attacks of the demonic disaster, it would not be long before the Yum Gang would be completely disintegrated.

Time passed little by little.

The battle became more intense.

A large number of ten-level martial arts masters joined the battlefield, which immediately caused a huge lethality to the demon disaster.

But the calamity is truly terrifying.

It's in that desperate amount.

Entering the tenth level of martial arts is not false, but in the end, he has not stepped into the extraordinary.

In the face of a steady stream of demonic disasters, it has not yet reached the point of direct defeat.