Chapter 1703: General Attack

The third storey is where Wu Shixiong is.

Although they rushed through the first and second floors, the elite Wuman guards killed by Chu Yan and the others were less than fifty people.

That is to say, in the third storey, there are at least 150 personal guards guarding against death.

If you rush up rashly, even if it is Chu Yan, facing the overwhelming attack of more than a hundred attacks, no matter how fast you are, there is no difference and no dead ends, it is a dead end.

Moreover, there is no need to doubt that on the third deck, at the stairway from the second floor, there are at least dozens of Wuman elites, guarding them tensely, waiting for Chu Yan and the others to die.

"What are you doing!?"

Wu Shixiong, who was in the third-story boat cabin, couldn't bear those death-like waiting, and finally broke out, shouting loudly

"Rush down, kill him! Kill that demon! Don't let him appear, never let him appear!"

Wu Shixiong's roar caused all the Wuman guards in the audience to change their expressions at the same time, and they all turned their heads to look at the Golden Spear Emperor Guard Tito.

"One team, two teams and three teams, go down and kill him!"

After a long silence, Tito finally calmed down and gave orders.

"yes!"

"yes!"

"yes!"

The three captains took the order, and each led their own team, and walked carefully towards the stairs leading to the second-floor cabin.

Originally, according to Tito's thinking, he was naturally unwilling to disperse the troops, but facing the clan elders whose emotions were close to a state of rampage, Tito did not dare to disobey his orders.

The figures of the three teams, a total of one hundred elite Wuman, disappeared under the stairs.

Tito could see clearly that at that time, the number of people who rushed in from the crack in the spiritual formation by that human warrior was about ten people.

It couldn't be easier to dispatch a hundred of my elite witch warriors to kill ten human warriors.

Even if this team of human warriors is stronger than ordinary human warriors,

Ten times the strength, no matter what, it is enough!

However, the development of things did not seem to develop as Tito expected.

Soon, a sound of explosion and various fighting sounds came from the cabin on the second floor to the third floor through the stairs. When Tito and the others heard these sounds, their expressions became more and more tense.

Immediately, less than fifty breaths later, the screams also came...

Then, the entire second-floor ship cabin fell silent, and there was no more sound...

At this moment, the gazes of all the witches on the third floor became incomparably dignified, and they stared blankly at the stairs. Everyone's minds were extremely nervous.

In the third-floor warehouse, Wu Shixiong poked out half of his head quietly, and through the window, he also looked nervously at the staircase that was almost stared at by everyone.

"Clan... clan elder, are we going to die!?"

Beside Wu Shixiong, the bone-slender beauty of the Wu clan, with a pale face and absent-minded eyes, said softly.

"What!? Die!? No...! Impossible!"

Hearing the words of the beautiful woman from the Wu tribe, Wu Shixiong, who was already extremely nervous, suddenly trembled all over his body, and shivered involuntarily, and suddenly turned his head to look at the beautiful woman from the Wu tribe, full of fear and trembling.

"No! We will never die! Soon, Wumosa's army will arrive, kill all these human flesh, and we will be saved!"

However, upon hearing Wu Shixiong's words, the beauty of the Wu tribe didn't seem to respond at all, she just kept shaking her head and said,

"Are we going to die!? Are we.... are we going to die!?"

"Why?! Why did you die!?"

"If... if we Wu Clan don't come to the world of the human race, there won't be a race war. We treat the human race like this, and now it's their revenge, so we will all die!"

"Why!? Why is there a race war? Why do we have to fight if the Wu Clan invades the Human Clan? Why can't we get along well!?"

"I... miss so much, the sea of ​​red flowers on Wuhai Pingyuan! Now, maybe they are in full bloom..."

A pair of snake pupils condensed into needles, the beautiful woman of the Wu tribe raised her head slightly, as if she was caught in endless memories and longings.

This look, in Wu Shixiong's eyes, suddenly made his face startled.

"Shut up!"

Immediately, a cruel and bloodthirsty look appeared on Wu Shixiong's face, and he glared fiercely at the beautiful woman of the Wu tribe and shouted

"You are a woman, you know what a fart! This is a jihad! It is a jihad that concerns whether we, the witch clan, can become the true masters of the Ten Directions Starfield!"

"All races are lowly, and only our Wu Clan is the most noble race. Therefore, those lowly races are not worthy of having such a rich world of the kingdom of God. All of this should belong to us, the Wu Clan!"

After repeated roars, coupled with the outburst of already suppressed emotions, Wu Shixiong almost used all his strength to howl at the completely sluggish beauty of the Wu clan.

His eyes were red, his whole mind was full of madness, he had been completely brainwashed, and he couldn't be regarded as a normal person at all.

"My... my lord, I was wrong!"

The beauty of the Wu clan who was awakened stared at the crazy Wu Shixiong, trembling with fright, and quickly knelt down on the ground, begging for mercy.

Seeing the tearful and pitiful look of the beauties of the Wu clan, even the vicious Wu Shixiong gradually calmed down.

"Forget it! You have to remember in the future, as a noble Wu clan member, you must be holy..."

boom!

Wu Shixiong didn't speak at all, but was interrupted by a burst of anger.

Turning his head suddenly, he saw outside the warehouse, at the stairway from the second floor to the third floor, a group of waves rose up from the ground and scattered wildly in all directions.

Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!

Even Wu Shixiong, who has a low cultivation base, can clearly see that in the thick air waves, one after another figure flies past, and rushes towards the tense-looking Wuman elites all around.

What! ?

Those human flesh yuan are not dead! ?

Not only Wu Shixiong, but all the elite Wumans on the third deck were shocked by the sudden scene in front of them, and their minds trembled, and they didn't dare to miss it at all. This is true! ?

However, in the battle of life and death, this short-term absence is fatal enough!

And Chu Yan took advantage of this countless times...

Since fighting against the elite Wuman of this golden building boat, Chu Yan has discovered these Wuman, and their actual combat experience is extremely scarce.

When encountering some unexpected situations, the reaction is often slow, and this is the only chance for Chu Yan to launch this surprise attack on the third deck.

In the battle on the second floor just now, Chu Yan basically set up a trap, waiting for the three elite Wuman teams to go down.

With mental arithmetic and no blood, one hundred Wuman were all beheaded in less than fifty breaths!

Although Chu Yan's side also paid the price of nearly half of the fighters, but... it was worth it!

The seven soldiers of the Nine Emperors Army rushed up to the third deck, all of them had blood-red eyes and looked like ferocious beasts. They roared and waved spirit soldiers, and rushed towards the dull Wuman elite without the slightest fear.

Chu Yan took the lead, raising his sword and falling. The five witches guarding the stairs didn't even see Chu Yan's figure clearly, so they were headshot by a sword and turned into dead corpses.

Just when Chu Yan led seven soldiers from the Nine Emperors Army to launch a desperate charge against the third deck, a sudden change occurred!

Boom... boom!

The whole building vibrated suddenly, and the defensive spirit array covering the golden building exploded and completely collapsed.

On the surface of the river, a large number of Nine Emperor Army soldiers of the human race, armed with spiritual weapons, charged towards the golden building boat from all directions like a mighty Nujiang River.

It took Situ Yang nearly half an hour to finally break through the defensive spirit array of the golden building boat, and all the soldiers of the Nine Emperor Army who were waiting anxiously launched their final charge.

"Come on! Kill!"

"Kill these witches!"

"Protect the lord! Kill..."

"..."

Amidst the roaring sound, the eyes of dozens of Wuman elites standing on the third deck, including Wu Shixiong in the third-floor cabin, showed a look of despair at the same time.