The terror of the star picking tower is not only the alchemy with Gong Qiang, but also the crazy idea of putting all people's lives in their hands and playing tricks.

The killing in the city of floating light is a great enjoyment for Gong Huiyu, who enjoys the pleasure of death.

The aggressive nature of a strong soldier is too strong. The kind of defense that can't be broken is a nightmare for every opponent. What makes people helpless is the strong soldier's blood with strong acid.

The blood of the strong soldiers can corrode even the hard stones. Linghe and his friends use their real Qi to attach themselves to the blade, and they can not easily break through the defense of the strong soldiers. However, the dark green blood, along the wounds of the strong soldiers, flows all over the city wall. The originally high city wall is surrounded by smoke in an instant, and the corroded wall collapses in large areas Seeing the whole solid wall eroded a little, all hearts fell to the bottom of the valley in an instant.

Red blood brigade suffered heavy casualties. Meng Fusheng killed all the strong soldiers in front of him. More and more strong soldiers climbed up the wall. They jumped down from the wall, jumped into the city of Fuguang, and started a real massacre.

The people in the city feel the coming of death in fear and uneasiness. They see with their own eyes that the timid man who went to surrender was arrayed into meat sauce by the strong soldiers without mercy. At this moment, they really realize

Evasion will never solve the problem.

Gong Huiyu made it clear that he wanted to kill all of them.

Once selfish, timid people who wanted to avoid war were cornered. If they had the chance to live a little longer, they would choose to continue to escape. But now, God has deprived them of all their rights.

Watching the strong soldiers jump into the city, roaring and waving their powerful arms, killing everyone who appeared in front of them like wild animals, all of them aroused a layer of despair.

Suddenly!

A tall figure sprang out of the chaos, and a cold light flashed by. Under the cold light, a strong soldier who was slaughtered wildly fell to the ground, and the huge head was cut off by Sheng Sheng, with the stinking blood, smashed on the street.

People raised their heads in panic and looked at the figure that suddenly appeared.

Yang Jian, holding a three pointed and two edged knife, stood on the disordered street. On the handsome and resolute face, there was no emotion but a kind of inexplicable peace.

The ready-made howling dog hissed angrily towards the strong soldiers, revealing sharp fangs. It stood on the side of Yang Jian with the huge Glen on the left and right, and the two night wolves blocked the way of the strong soldiers.

"Trespasser of the city of Fuguang Death. " Yang Jian opened his mouth slowly, without any fluctuation in his voice.

Before leaving, monsoon smoke assigned Yang Jian the task of guarding the city of Fuguang. He may not know what kind of monster he is going to face, but

He will swear to the death to abide by all that season wind and smoke has given.

"Roar!" All the attention of the strong soldiers was immediately attracted by Yang Jian and the two night wolves. They had already lost all their sense, but their instinct made them feel a dangerous breath in Yang Jian.