Chapter 1300

Roughly, there are more than 300 psionic powers of the city leader's forces, nearly 2000 of them,

the lowest one has the level of the fourth level peak, and the highest one has the level of the fifth level peak. The top ten experts in the combat power list. Such a powerful coalition can't be stopped by one Uther city!

"Alliance leader, are there 30 powers above five levels in Uther city..."

wearing a high-end leisure fir and shorts and slippers, the city leader smiles and looks at the four fierce and powerful men behind him with pride.

this trip to Uther city is almost not difficult, and any forces gather the most powerful forces in the whole China In front of the powerful allies, there is a shivering mouse!

When Wang Mang heard this, he raised his mouth slightly and said in a relaxed tone:

"what power can this wuse city have against us?! We have hundreds of times more high-end combat power than them. Do we need to be afraid of low-end combat power? How many third rate legions made up of low level powers? "

Zhou Xing, who was short and black beside Wang Mang, grinned and nodded,

"it's true that the leader of the alliance said that no one of our coalition forces can resist. Even if there is one with superior combat power, it's hard to be the opponent of our leader!"

As soon as Zhou Xing's words were finished, the city leaders around him all agreed and nodded slightly. Wang Mang, their leader, was the most powerful man in human combat. How many dogs and cats could match him!

"Leader! Alliance leader! Look! The gate of Uther is open

A northern city leader in a thick coat pointed to the heavy city gate which was slowly opened in surprise. He saw a well-dressed and powerful leader walking out of the city, looking at the direction of Wang Mang and others in horror.

But before this group of people came out completely, there was a fierce roar from the tower, "come on! Come on! Kill all these traitors! Dare to open the gate and surrender, a group of bastards, traitors

An army general in silver armour, holding a long bow in his right hand, his face almost overflowed with violence.

he raised his long bow, raised his hand to his back, and took out a sharp steel arrow from the quiver. He narrowed his left eye slightly, aligned his thumb with the target star, and pointed his sharp arrow at a leader,

the Army General's face was full of violence“ Whew The piercing sound of breaking the wind rang out, and the surrender leader, who was full of panic on his face, was instantly pierced by a sharp arrow on his neck, and a gush of hot blood gushed out from the wounds the size of two eggs.

Bursts of torrential rain like arrows shot at dozens of people at the city gate, some of them were weak, one of them was shot several blood holes on his face,

the remaining more than a dozen leaders, under the protection of their men, escaped to the side of the city gate and cried for the soldiers on the upper floor to let go of the city gate!

"General he! Open the door, we won't surrender! We are not traitors! "

The roars came from outside the city gate. Instead of words, they responded with a taut crossbow string and a terrible arrow,

"bang!" An iron arrow of less than ten inches suddenly shot at a leader's forehead. In an instant, a big good head suddenly burst, red and white splashing everywhere, disgusting!

"Tut Tut, there are still some ruthless people in Uther city. It's so cruel to kill old friends. This war is not as simple as we think."