Chapter 39

"Ang!" a violent roar came from nowhere.

And then, the sound of fighting on the wall also instantly raised several tones.

At this time, the crowd under the inner wall of the city made a little commotion.

Facing the threat of life, some people may be calm, but most people can't be calm.

Therefore, when the agitation was about to rise, the 3000 guards who had been resting appeared.

Three thousand uniformed guards, armed, stood behind some of the tumultuous crowd.

"Order! Everyone stand by and don't leave! Violators, cut!" shouted a mysterious man wearing a black helmet, armor and a long halberd.

Silence, terrible silence.

Most of the people present unconsciously swallowed a spit, and then looked at the man with a strong sense of mystery with frightened eyes.

Strength, this is absolute strength.

When did Qingyan city produce such a terrible figure?

You know, in this small place, there are tens of thousands of hunting team members who are not afraid of heaven and earth and mix with Qingyan forest all day!

But so many people who have experienced countless killings were shocked by the mysterious man's words.

Zhao Sheng looked at the man's breathing time.

Who is this person and why I have never heard of him in my previous life.

Is it from Hanluo hall? But the leader of Hanluo hall is nothing more than the cultivation in the early stage of Jindan. It is impossible to have such momentum. After all, although the proportion of congenital monks in the hunting team is low, it can not stand a large base. Moreover, these people are always licking blood on the edge of the knife, and their mood is naturally stronger.

In other words, if you want to have such momentum, you need to have the cultivation of the later stage of Jindan and even the realm of Yuanying.

And the most frightening thing is that it is only the west wall where the situation is not so severe. Do the other three city walls also have personnel with such strength to organize?

"The reclusive ancestor in the Han Luotang? Or something else? It seems that this time, it is really the root of the crisis of Qingyan city. Even such figures have come out." Zhao Sheng shook his head, then sat on the ground and recovered his strength.

The fact that all the monks with such high accomplishments have come out is enough to show that the war will be very difficult. If you don't grasp every moment of rest, the probability of death will inevitably increase a lot.

Sitting on the ground, keeping an even breath, my heart is comparing everything that has changed with the difference of previous lives.

If it's still the track of a previous life.

Zhao Xiaoping has passed away and Liu Hao has long disappeared. This time, the monster siege will not happen. The family competition will continue as usual two months later, and Zhao Sheng suffered a disastrous defeat. The Zhao family was removed from the list of three families. In order to make a living, Zhao Sheng worked at the Xiao family with the help of Xiao Laner, and was humiliated by Xiao mooring for nearly a month.

Then the internal meridians seal was untied by the adoptive father's remnant soul. At the disciple recruitment meeting, with excellent qualifications, he was recruited as a disciple by the suddenly appeared Taoist Qingmen and master Qingyuan. After entering zongmen, I saw the girl who had haunted Zhao Sheng for hundreds of years.

But now, everything has changed. Zhao Xiaoping is still beside her, while Liu Hao is sitting in the tavern waiting for her. The momentum of the monster besieging the city is becoming more and more huge.

Zhao Sheng doesn't know whether he will meet Master Qingyuan in his life, whether he will be recruited as an apprentice by master Qingyuan, and whether he will... Meet her... "Brother Sheng!" suddenly, a man with a red face found Zhao Sheng, "Sun Tian, come here quickly. Remember, don't talk, just sit here and rest." Zhao Sheng doesn't care how Liu Hao came here, Just hurriedly pulled Liu Hao to the ground.

Liu Hao nodded his head with some flickering eyes, and then kept looking around.

"Ah! How did these monsters suddenly become stronger!"

"Yes, I can't stand it here. Come on! Come on!"

"Ni Xia! Wake up! You can't sleep!"

The silence under the city wall undoubtedly set off the tragic sound above the city wall. At this time, on the city wall, where were so many people laughing and killing monsters, ready to sell spirit stones, and the people under the city urged the people above to come down quickly? Some are just pictures of people who died miserably.

Not long after that, when Liu Hao, who was sitting next to Zhao Sheng, even snored, the mysterious man's voice rang again!

"Order! All personnel are divided into groups of five, including at least one monk of the innate realm! The time for two teas! The guard's supervision, those who violate the order, behead! Those who dare to escape, behead! Those who shake the morale of the army, behead!"

Three chopping words, like a knife, hit everyone's heart.

"Sun Tian, wake up quickly. We need to find three more people." Zhao Sheng shook his side and Liu Hao was sleeping soundly.

"Ah? Brother Sheng... What did you say?" Liu Hao wiped the saliva at the corner of his mouth with his hand, and his face was still very red.

"I..." Zhao Sheng was a little crazy. Why did he forget that Liu Hao was the kind of person who got drunk with wine.

"This little brother." when Zhao Sheng was thinking about how to find someone to gather up a group of five, someone suddenly stopped him from behind.

When I turned around, I found that it was the old man who spoke to educate Xiao Moor and had white beard. Beside the old man, there were two people. One of them, Zhao Sheng, was also impressed. He was a member of the hunting team with long robes embroidered with "Yang Ying".

"Er..." Zhao Sheng seemed to be looking for three people, and soon understood the reason why the old man came to him: "do you want us to join your group, just..."

When the team was directly organized, Zhao Sheng naturally had no opinion, but Zhao Sheng didn't know whether there were people with congenital cultivation among the old man and the other two.

"Are you worried about the requirement of innate cultivation?" the old man with white beard smiled, then turned his palm up, and a mass of aura jumped on his palm.

"I'm sorry, sir. I didn't mean anything else, just to confirm." Zhao Sheng explained a little, and then forcibly pulled Liu Hao up from the ground.

When Zhao Sheng turned and pulled up Liu Hao, he didn't see the satisfied expression on the old man's face.

"Ah, wait, wait, wait, old man, old man, let's join, let's join!" without warning, Xiao mooring suddenly shouted not far away, interrupting Zhao Sheng's words.

"Old Sir, I was blind to Taishan before and offended you. Your adults don't remember villains. He and I want to join your team. I can't guarantee anything else. My cultivation is much higher than this guy who naturally loses his pulse." Xiao mooring said with a smile on his face.