Multiple drones carrying live cameras hovering above the altitude.

The city walls of Jiuhuicheng were deployed one after another, with a continuous whistle and sound.

Drones were blown up one by one, and there were constant rumblings.

As a result, it seemed that the horn of the attack was played.

Before the three armies moved, the strong masters flocked to them.

In an instant, all kinds of lights bloomed and flowed.

Flashes of strong pressure came towards us.

The entire Jiuhui City seemed to be trembling.

The White Wolf Army soldiers on the city wall were shocked.

"attack!"

With a wild roar, the bows and arrows in the hands of the White Wolf Army soldiers shot out fiercely below.

The arrows fell like rain, and after the blessing of inertia of a hundred meters, they became sharper, as if even the airflow could tear apart.

A series of bright lights spread.

One by one, the strong masters, resist with various means.

Sword and sword shadow, giant hammer and spear, scepter and flying knife, iron rod and harpoon...

Without exception, they all blocked the first round of attacks.

Some people who were unlucky were injured.

"Attack the city gate!"

Tens of thousands of powerful masters gather strength.

But in fact, not many people can really attack the city gate.

Boom!

The city gate trembled, but it was still steady.

There are countless white marks left on it.

The powerful men in the Grandmaster realm were shocked and all were a little confused.

There were at least hundreds or thousands of people attacking the city gate, but they did not cause any damage to the city gate of Jiuhuicheng. How could this be possible?

"No difference attack! Attack!"

On the city wall, countless arrows, rolling wood, iron balls, and huge rocks fell one after another.

From a distance, it looks like a heavy rain.

But this heavy rain is deadly!

"puff!"

A half-Baiman knocked down arrows, but a rolling wood hit him hard.

The blood mist sprayed, and he fell softly to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, an iron ball fell on his chest.

In an instant, the ribs were sunken.

The blood choked, his head tilted and his eyes closed.

This is the first master who died outside Jiuhui City!

After him, there was a chain reaction.

The masters were knocked to the ground screaming and didn't have time to lift their breath. One after another, huge rocks, wooden arrows, etc. fell down, and even javelins were thrown down.

Blood was like a flower, blooming under Jiuhuicheng.

"It's a mess!"

"Old Xiao! Hold on!"

A big man saw that his close friend he had been with for many years was penetrated by a javelin and an arrow penetrated his shoulder.

He rushed over with red eyes, raised the iron shield in his hand, and resisted all attacks for his best friend.

The rumbling continued, and he was trembling all over.

The iron shield above the head blocked two iron balls, blocked a huge rock, blocked several arrows, and had deformed.

"Old Xiao! Let's go!"

"You go! I can't leave anymore. How worried about that boy in my family!"

"No! You have to leave! I'll block it!"

Swish!

The iron shield was penetrated, and a silver javelin penetrated from his head.

At this moment, the big man trembled and no longer heard.

"Nine Victories! Nine Victories!"

Old Xiao's eyes were bloodshot, tears rolled, and he shouted hysterically.

The man was dead, but he was still resisting the damage from the sky for his old friend.

Until a rolling wood knocked him down, his tower-like body fell down.

"Damn the Emperor! I'm irreconcilable with you!"

Lao Xiao struggled to get up.

But he only had time to let out a roar.

Two huge rocks had fallen, smashing him to the ground, leaving no sanity.

A blind old man slapped the city gate one by one.

His palms cracked and blood flowed.

But he didn't care. While smashing it, he shouted in a storytelling emphasis: "In the autumn of 199 of the Tianlong calendar, the city of Nine Returns changed drastically, and Tianlong was in danger of subversion. The three kings asked for help, and countless masters gathered to serve the country with loyalty! In one battle, the rebellion of the emperor! Puff!"

An iron ball hit his head.

Blood spurted out of his mouth and sprinkled on the city gate.

"It's a pity... the old man can't see it..."

At the city gate west, a young man was bruised and swollen from beginning to end. From beginning to end, he was silent, holding an iron stick in his hand.

The iron rod was swung over the head, resisting the huge rocks rolling wood, and his right hand punched and hit the city gate.

Although the city gate was still motionless, he still smashed it hard.

"Little kid, get out of here! There are so many elders here, it's not your turn to die! Be careful!"

A fisherman held a harpoon in his hand and jumped up, knocking the young man away with a javelin on his head.

But before he could land, three arrows fell.

Puchi... Puchi... Puchi...

The fisherman's body was penetrated, and he stabbed the gap in the city gate with a harpoon, flattening his body.

Blood dripped on the young man's head.

He looked up and saw the fisherman who was almost exhausted by blood. He grinned and smiled.

The fisherman saw that there was no tongue in his mouth.

"Baby... go..."

The fisherman closed his eyes.

Two lines of hot tears rolled down from the young man's eyes and slid down his bruised and swollen face.

He raised his bloody hand again, punching, punching, punching!

Fight hard!

Under the city wall on the east side, sword energy was scattered. An old man with a long beard in white clothes waved his sword in his hand, and the sword shadows were scattered, tearing apart countless heavy objects and weapons.

"Everyone! I'm blocking it! You bombard the city gate!"

"The old master of Tianjian Pavilion! Why are you here too?"

"In troubles in the country, every man should do it!"

"Hahaha, come on, let's break the gate of this dog's city!"

The sword energy is still erect.

Once, twice, three times, four times...number!
To be continued...