MTL - After the Fairy Disappeared-Chapter 69 fearless

  Chapter 69 Fearless

  The gunpowder smoke filled the city gate, and the ground could not be seen clearly.

  He Lingchuan was not idle either, and waved to everyone: "Come on, let's go to the second round!"

  He has good eyesight, and saw that the first few fire crossbows were shot by Nian Songyu, and this guy can indeed fight after the berserk. He Lingchuan thinks that it is best to send the Buddha to the west.

  Anyway, the first round has been done, and it is considered to have completely torn face with the national teacher. In the second and third rounds, at most, the underpants will also be torn.

  The second round was sent out smoothly.

  It was only then that He Lingchuan realized that the sound of the nail bomb was the loudest and deafening. In fact, in terms of power, the catapult might be more terrifying. Although it will not explode on the ground, the improved catapult on the city gate actually has a burst function. After it is fully loaded at one time, it can continuously throw 24 **** of rolling stones!

  If it was controlled manually, errors would be unavoidable; but in Panlong City controlled by Heijiao, the twenty-four rounds almost all hit the same position, which is where Sun Fuping stood.

  He Lingchuan put himself in the same position as Sun Fuping, and if he didn’t catch the fourth flint, he would be beaten into a paper man, um, or crushed into meat paste.

  So, did they interrupt Sun Fuping's evil spellcasting?

  The demon apes and sand leopards made of scorched earth and magma took shape again, rushed up and began to pull.

  Stone balls, nail bombs and other messy things turned this open space into ruins again, with a lot of debris.

  Even Hei Jiao lowered his head, wanting to see if the two of them lived or died.

  …

   Ignoring the panting sounds around him, He Chunhua's mind was running fast.

  The Blood Sacrifice Formation is already in operation, and it will take effect in a blink of an eye. What should he do? Is there any way out?

  His eyes fell on the leader of the Gale Army who was ten feet away.

  These resentful souls didn't go away, they just receded not far away and stood still.

  He Chunhua suddenly had an idea, and made another gesture to them—

   Attack!

   Attack towards the Thunder Formation!

  In life, the Gale Army would never swing at Zhong Shengguang. But at this moment, one of the remaining wills of these heroic spirits is to obey the military orders and move forward bravely!

  Thousands of heroic spirits turned their heads in unison, gathering the resentful souls around them again and rushing to the Heavenly Thunder Formation, followed closely by themselves.

   Soon, nearly a thousand resentful souls collided with the formation and were wiped out.

   There are no wandering resentful souls nearby, and the shouts of the officers and soldiers of the Gale Army pierced the sky.

  Then, they raised their knives, spears and spears, and rushed towards the formation!

  The sound of hooves is like thunder and horses like dragons.

  Facing such a team is like standing at the head of the Guantang bridge and watching the tide of August 16th rushing towards us.

  He Chunhua roared: "Give up resistance, pay attention to dodging!"

   Then, the Gale Army ran into the Heavenly Thunder Formation head-on.

   This time, the tremor of the formation was more severe than the previous two rounds.

  The heroic spirits in the first three rows turned into flying ash before they could even roar.

  The latecomer filled the seat without any hesitation.

  The sky thunder rumbled, but the number of scattered heroic spirits was visibly reduced by the naked eye.

  Finally, when the heroic spirits in the sixth row also arrived, He Chunhua's Sheji Order lost its last gleam of green light.

  The staff beast head finally opened its mouth, and the kite money fell to the ground, but was covered by the sound of horseshoes.

  The sky thunder burst.

   Among them, of course, there is the contribution of the Heishuicheng army who gave up resistance and lack of fighting spirit, and there is also the impact of the superior strength of the Gale army.

  He Chunhua didn't care about other things, and strode out of the formation.

  His impatientness is the best demonstration, and other people's movements are exactly the same as his, even stepping on each other.

  Barely rushing out of the battle for only two feet, there was a painful scream from behind.

  He Chunhua turned his head, the scene made his hair stand on end:

  The red light of the Blood Sacrifice Formation soared into the sky, ten times stronger than before?

   There are hundreds of people under him, and there are always speeds when they go out. There are dozens of people who failed to escape in time when the red light suddenly appeared.

   But no one dared to come in to help them, because their skin collapsed quickly, and after three breaths, they were skinny, their nails fell off, their hair turned white, and withered like straw.

  He Chunhua watched with his own eyes a confidant begging for help, and his hands were stretched out of the formation. He originally had small triangular eyes, but because his face was shrunk into a skeleton, his eyeballs were protruding round.

  He Chunhua wanted to pull him out, but he withdrew his hand when he walked to the edge of the circle. Finally the man's eyeballs rolled out of their sockets and fell to the ground.

  Situ Han's hands and feet were faster, seeing his brother fell on the edge of the magic circle, he quickly pulled him out with the back of his knife. But he was also crippled from the waist down, wailing on the ground.

  When the red light dissipated, only dozens of white bones wearing clothes and hair fluttering in the wind remained in the formation.

   And at some point there was a ball of white light in the formation, and before everyone could see it, he slammed into the pool well!

   What's weird is that this white light can't enter the well where resentful souls and humans can enter.

   It bounced back.

  Bai Guang seemed unbelievable, hit twice in succession and failed in succession.

  When the blood sacrifice formation was launched, the Gale Army stayed far away, as if they knew its power; it was not until the red light disappeared and the thunder formation lost its effectiveness that the Gale Army gathered around.

  The white light seems to have attracted their attention. The white light hit a wall in the well, and several leaders of the Gale Army looked at each other, as if they had a heart, and first threw out a net.

  The white light seemed to have eyes, and it dodged it all at once, but the net became several times larger out of thin air, and it still caught it all at once.

  The Gale Army closed the net, and then greeted the net with swords, guns and swords, and each hit was firmly fixed on the white light.

  Their weapons are not physical, but they shatter after a few stabs, and even the arms holding the weapons are blurred little by little. The soldiers on the side raised their knives and cut off the leaders' arms at shoulder length, thus blocking the transformation of the soul and body.

  As a heroic spirit, this kind of injury is nothing, and it will recover in time.

  The commander of the Gale Army who was the first to confront He Chunhua and others saw this, and threw the weapon in his hand as a javelin again, hitting the white light.

   Yu generals followed suit.

  Seeing this, Situ Han also threw out his long knife, but fell through the well, causing no damage to Bai Guang.

  He Chunhua said: "Pure weapons are not enough."

  Seeing that the Gale Army was about to do a second wave of damage to Bai Guang, the latter suddenly became brilliant.

  That light is not human, even heroic spirits have to avoid it.

   Fortunately, the strong light only lasted for a moment, and when everyone recovered, the white light disappeared in place.

  The generals of the Gale Army stood still for a while, as if they had received some news or made some decision, they led their soldiers and horses into the well.

   After all, there is no entity, so there is no need to scramble for the first place. How mighty they are when they come out of this well, and how swift they are when they return.

  In just a dozen breaths, there was no heroic spirit in front of the temple.

  Everyone stood on the sidelines panting heavily, silent for a long time.

  (end of this chapter)