Chapter 1699: Turtle Shell

At the beginning of the battle, the elite guards who were the first to be stunned by the brutal attack of the Nine Emperors suffered heavy casualties!

But soon, as the battle continued, the personal guards who gradually adapted to the battle also began to show their elite strength as the blood emperor's elders' personal guards.

The counterattack quickly started. When the elite personal guards formed a battle formation to counterattack the Nine Emperor Army soldiers who charged, the casualties of the Nine Emperor Army of the human race also increased rapidly.

In a short distance of ten thousand steps, they rushed from the ambush to the golden boat in the middle of the river. In such a short distance, the thirty soldiers of the Nine Emperor Army who rushed to the front were all lost.

Along the way, there are all corpses, extending towards the center of the river.

The Wuman guards on the other side of the river, and the remaining dozens of Wuman elites here, were almost in a one-to-one exchange of losses.

However, the madness of the Human Race Nine Emperor Army far exceeded the expectations of the Wumans. Within the planned 20 breaths, the soldiers of the Nine Emperor Army led by Chu Yan finally rushed to the surface of the river.

All kinds of spirit patterns were thrown towards the river, hitting the elite guards standing in front of the golden boat.

The sound of rumbling was endless, and the power of all kinds of powerful spirit patterns exploded, rolling up water splashes all over the sky, and it poured down rain without stopping for a moment.

Taking advantage of this wave of spiritual bombardment, Chu Yan led all the soldiers of the Nine Emperor Army to launch a general attack.

Encouraged by Chu Yan, all the soldiers of the Nine Emperor Army charged the elite Wuman defense line as if they were not afraid of death, and finally drove the last group of Wuman warriors back to the golden building boat.

The battlefield outside the building boat was completely occupied by the Human Race Nine Emperors Army, and all the witches retreated into the building boat, intending to continue to resist with the help of the defensive spirit array of the building boat that had not completely collapsed.

When the soldiers of the Nine Emperors Army wanted to get close to the golden building boat, the defensive spirit array on the building boat would explode an astonishing attack, like ten thousand sharp arrows, attacking any life that rushed into the range of the spirit array.

It has to be said that, as an elder of the Wu Clan Emperor Xue, the defensive spirit array of this golden building ship is of a very high level!

"My lord, this spirit array is too strong! Brothers can't rush through it!"

Sun Yuan's face was stained with blood, he approached Chu Yan, and shouted loudly.

"Hey, do you think I can do nothing with them by hiding in the tortoise shell!?" Chu Yan chuckled.

"Ah? My lord, you have a solution!?"

Under the rumbling sound of attacking the spirit array,

Sun Yuan could only roar at the top of his voice.

"Let the brothers back!" Chu Yan ordered directly, then turned around suddenly, and yelled at a fat figure hiding behind a huge rock on the river bank, "Fatty, get over here!"

"Ah... big brother! Come... come!"

Hearing Chu Yan's roar, Situ Yang poked his head out from behind the rock, observed carefully, and found that the battlefield had been controlled by the Nine Emperors' Army, his face immediately relaxed, flashed out of the rock, and ran away while Chu Yan was there.

After ten breaths, Situ Yang was sweating profusely and contorted. Obviously, the difficulty of cracking the defensive spirit array far exceeded his expectations.

"Brother! He's such a stupid dog. Witch Man, he even arranged this spirit formation into a ninety-one-layer formation heart. This thing is difficult to crack in a short time!"

Situ Yang flipped his hands, almost dancing countless afterimages, but on the wall of the spiritual formation in front of him, there was only flickering and an extremely unstable gap.

"No matter! I'll take a few people to rush in first! Within a hundred breaths, the battle must end!" Chu Yan roared.

"What!? Hundred breaths!?" Sun Yuan was taken aback.

But Chu Yan waved his hand directly and shouted, "Follow me into the crack!"

"No!" Sun Yuan nodded heavily.

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At the mouth of the sea, the battle between the golden building and the ship was extremely fierce.

However, on the other side of Heishui City, the battle situation is even more tragic...

"Fuck, witch, barbarians, come here if you have the guts, let you taste the power of grandpa, come... come... hahaha...!"

Putting his hand on the altar, Leng Feng looked crazy, a large amount of true energy poured into the altar, and countless arrows from the spiritual formation shot towards the bottom of Heishui City like a rainstorm of pear blossoms, which was spectacular and gorgeous.

It's just that the Wuman warriors who were attacked by countless arrows from the spiritual formation seemed to be charging in hell, with despair on their faces.

Facing the large defensive formation of the city, the tall bodies of the Wuman warriors had no meaning at all, and they fell down like small trees in rows.

However, this advantage was quickly reversed when more and more centurions continued to gather outside Heishui City.

As the Palace of Thousands of People, there were already hundreds of spirit formation masters in Heishui City, and under the summoning of Wu Mosa, they arrived one after another.

It took nearly half an hour, and hundreds of Wuman spiritual formation masters were divided into two groups. One group was responsible for going deep into the Heishui City and deciphering the underground spiritual source of the defensive formation left at the bottom of the city.

The other part is responsible for building the spirit formation accompanying the Wuman army, preparing to confront the defensive formation on Heishui City.

Don't underestimate these Wuman army spirit arrays. For millions of years, Wuman armies have been able to launch aggressive wars everywhere in the Ten Directions Starfield, wanton massacres and plundering cities and lands. Among them, these army spirit arrays have contributed the most.

boom! boom! boom!

Dozens of altars stood like rows of pyramids on the hills outside Heishui City, and the lights of various spiritual formations shot towards Heishui City, landed on the city pool, and exploded groups of huge air explosions .

Leng Feng flashed and flew nearly a thousand steps away before avoiding the center of the explosion, but the place where he just stood, the altar of the city defense, was blasted to pieces.

"Damn it, the city guard altar is ruined!" Leng Feng looked at the pile of scum-like altar debris on the top of the city, and his expression darkened.

Clang!

Pulling out the saber behind him, he followed the army with a horizontal slash, splitting a Wuman warrior who had just climbed up the city into two pieces. When he raised his head, he suddenly saw a large ball of light falling from the sky .

"My day is your ancestor!"

The pupils shrank sharply, and the cold hairs all over Leng Feng's body exploded, he didn't dare to hesitate, and quickly deployed his body skills again, dodging sharply.

boom! boom! boom!

Another series of explosions sounded, and the entire city tower was completely swallowed by the explosion.

When the explosion waves dissipated, Leng Feng, covered in dust and holding a saber, rushed up again, chopping down all the Wuman warriors who wanted to climb up the tower.

This kind of tug-of-war was happening everywhere beside Leng Feng, on the city wall of nearly ten thousand steps.

Every soldier of the Nine Emperors Army was dodging the light of the spirit array that fell from the sky, and at the same time defended the city wall after the explosion.

"Iron Tower, Iron Tower, are you dead!?"

Pulling up the iron tower on the ground, Leng Feng shook the opponent vigorously, and at the same time stuffed the golden pill out of his arms into the mouth of the iron tower.

"Ah...! I killed... Huh!? It's you, Commander, I... Am I not dead!?"

Iron Tower, a soldier of the Nine Emperors Army who woke up suddenly, looked at Leng Feng in front of him with a look of astonishment on his face.

"Damn it! Get out of here, keep killing! We can't let these dogs break Heishui City!" Leng Feng yelled at him, pulling the iron tower's collar.

"No! Commander, we will be able to defend! Kill..."

The Iron Tower, whose brains were buzzing from Leng Feng's yelling, finally came to his senses, got up from the ground in one go, casually picked up the saber on the ground, turned around and rushed towards a Wuman.

The sound of explosions and the shadows of swords and swords kept whistling in my ears. A Wuman and a soldier from the Nine Emperors Army kept falling down.

"Hold on for a long time...!"

Leng Feng stood up slowly, turned his head and glanced at Dongfang behind him, and muttered:

"My lord, I will not let you down!"

A ray of light burst out from his eyes, and he turned his head suddenly. Leng Feng's body was filled with endless fighting spirit, surging like a tide.

"Kill,... ah...!"

Like a ferocious beast in the midst of death, the cold front with red eyes, holding up his sword, rushed out wildly.

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