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It was night, and the place was completely silent. De Gu, who was outside the Quan Jiao city, looked at the groups of people from the Lv Village that were quietly climbing up the walls, and she couldn't help but sigh with emotion in her heart. The people from the Central Plains were indeed much more powerful than the West in this aspect.

Inside the city walls, Xiong Zifeng had already brought a group of people with him and waited quietly. Although the lights in the city were extinguished, under the illumination of the moonlight, the light of the armor was already very bright, but unfortunately, due to the height of the city walls, the people from the Lv Village outside did not notice that their sneak attack had already landed in the eyes of the people inside the city.

"Be quiet. When they come up, try not to make any noise. Get rid of the enemies you see. You must not let one of them enter the city and harm the civilians." Fa Wuliang's voice was very soft, but it was clearly heard by every warrior. It was not hard to tell that Fa Wuliang's cultivation had improved by leaps and bounds over the past few days.

Sound transmission entered the ears. This was a special skill that required a high level of inner strength control.

One by one, the people of Lv Village began to climb the city walls. Under the moonlight, they became one with the darkness of the city wall.

Dracula's eyes were wide open, suppressing the impulse of his team members to charge forward, staring intently at the Lv Village's people who were scuttling up the city walls.

It was extremely silent, after one man after another fell to the ground, they were instantly broken by the Quan Jiao city's defending army who were hiding at the edge of the city wall. Furthermore, beside the defending army were the Martial House's students, who were lying on the ground, all these students were preparing themselves, if the defending army made a mistake, they would immediately jump and take the place of the defending army to break the neck of the Lv Village's night troop.

"Well done, everyone take a break and wait for the next wave." Xiong Zifeng cut off the last remaining Lv Village thug before Mu Tu could, and followed suit to listen to the rumors Fa Wuliang was saying, just that right after he finished speaking, Fa Wuliang's voice followed closely behind.

"Be alert, once the Lv Village below discovers that the night raiders have not succeeded, they will definitely launch their main attack immediately. Student from Martial House, gather your energy and prepare to use your internal energy to shake the next wave of Lv Village thug to death, and use their blood to scare the western barbarian behind you." After Fa Wuliang finished speaking, he did not even look at Xiong Zifeng's ugly expression, but instead, quickly turned his gaze down to the city walls.

The battle at Yan Jing City was still fresh in her mind due to the terrifying speed of Dracula. Unlike the people of the Central Plains, the moves of the western barbarian were even more ruthless, causing people to be very concerned about it.

I wonder if you'll be able to escape safely this time. Last time, the Martial House students that Dracula killed were all his subordinates that had always been by his side. However, because it was a martial arts competition, there was no way for him to take revenge in private. And this time was on the battlefield, life and death was a very normal thing.

"What's going on? Why do I feel a sudden killing intent?" De Gu's eyes slowly narrowed. Seeing that there was nothing happening on Quan Jiao city, great waves had already been stirred in his heart. Could it be that the person inside had seen through his attack?

"It looks like they were prepared a long time ago," Wang Ji walked towards Degura, and said the words that Dracula had expected.

"Has he been discovered?" He did not wait for Wang Ji to speak as he ordered the army of western barbarian behind him.

"Warriors of the first echelon raised their shields and pushed forward. Archers of the second echelon covered the area. The rest of you, charge at the moment the arrows were fired and seize this city. Remember that God is with you." A cross was drawn on Dracula's pious chest.

Immediately within the western barbarian camp, the first tier of warriors started glowing with a gold light, all of them activated their Qi, raising their shields high up, like a golden gate god, they advanced forward, and then started aiming their silver arrows at the Quan Jiao city's head through the gaps of their shields.

"Fire, launch an offensive." As soon as Dracula's voice fell, silver arrows shot towards the direction of Quan Jiao city like meteors. After that, a large number of western barbarian s charged towards the Quan Jiao city like wild beasts.

"Cover, cover up. Students of the Martial House, gather your energy and defend, use your sword to block." Fa Wuliang bellowed, he then took the lead and pulled out the sword behind him, in an instant, a * shua shua * sound came out from Quan Jiao city's head, followed by a wave of sword dancing out, blocking all of the silver arrows flying towards western barbarian.

"Damn it, raise your spear and shoot." Seeing that his arrow attack was completely blocked by the Quan Jiao city's Central Plains Warrior, he immediately issued an order.

"Raise." The people of the first group all shouted, and then all the western barbarian s raised their spears behind them.

"Vote." As soon as he said that, all the spears that had a more imposing aura than before shot towards Quan Jiao city.

"Everyone be careful, use your strongest defensive skill. As long as you can withstand the remaining waves, it will be easy." Fa Wuliang's voice was almost tearing. He who had participated in many of the western city siege wars knew how powerful these spears were. Usually, the guards of many cities would not even be able to fight with their troops before they were pierced to death by them.

"Sword up into the sky." Many of the sword artists used this method to resist. The silver blades were like streaks of light as they blocked the first batch of spears. Then, they all fell back. Many sword artists spat out a mouthful of blood. They had clearly lost their combat strength.

"Break the air with one saber strike." The sword artists followed closely behind. These days, under the guidance of the Martial House, the sword artists would use this technique to defend themselves.

However, although the force of the strike was stronger than the strike of the sword, the impact of the short spear was still so strong that the web between their thumb and forefinger cracked, making it hard for them to continue resisting the strike.

"Yellow sand filled the sky." Xiong Zifeng bellowed, the Yellow Sand Mysterious Art of Nine Serenities Qi in his body circulated extremely quickly, covering a large portion of the city wall, and immediately, the short spears clanged and clanged against the yellow sand, but effectively blocking the short spears, at least not causing the warriors on the walls to feel a chill.

"The blade rises to ninety thousand kilometers in the air." Mu Tu's voice came from the edge of the yellow sand, and the Twilight Knife in his hands began to ring. A wave of blade aura blocked the area in front of him from being covered by the yellow sand, protecting the swordsmen and blade artists who had already lost their fighting strength.

"What a powerful saber art." The eyes of the exhausted swordsmen lit up, feeling that the sabre wielding teenager in front of them was much better than them.

However, they never expected that Mu Tu's slash was actually a simple one strike. It was just that his internal energy had completed the defense of the astral blade. This was also his comprehension of the Dao of the Saber over the past few days.