There were countless thoughts flashing through Shentian's mind, but he did not fall in his hand at all. He followed Yang Ye closely to protect Yang Ye. The other eight soul general-level strong men on this trip were also like an eight-shaped figure, with the sides of the wings sweeping across the city walls of Xicheng like an arrow.

At this moment, the orcs said no more or less, but there were no more orcs. They were almost all the orcs who died in the light and could not stop a single round. Nine people swept across the city, and the vast city wall suddenly melted with blood, like plum blossoms blooming in winter.

Soon, Yang Ye and his party fought from the north side of the city head of Xicheng to the center of the city gate tower. This seven-story city gate tower built on the city wall was majestic. However, a few days ago, a fierce battle between tribal priests and Lu Zhenyuan on the roof of the city gate tower caused the city gate tower to be destroyed and collapsed, as if they had been bitten off.

Undoubtedly, this city gate tower is one of the gathering places of the tribe, and it is also the biggest obstacle for Yang Ye and others to pass through the city this time.

Before he got closer, a sudden sound of a wolf-tooth arrow breaking through the air sounded rapidly. Yang Ye looked up and saw a cold light reaching in front of him, constantly magnifying in his eyes. The high-speed rotating wolf-tooth arrow dragged the spiral wind and shot towards him like a meteor.

"Little...!" Although Shen Tian discovered the danger, it was half a beat late to remind him. This wolf-toothed heavy arrow was too fast, just a flash of cold light. Even if Shen Tian waved his sword to block it, it would be too late.

However, at this critical moment, a dazzling light lit up in front of Shentian's eyes, and a flower appeared in front of him. The wolf-toothed arrow shot unceasingly on the stone ground of the city wall. The bulge, the ground made of giant stones, brushed by a spark. The next moment, a turtle pattern cracked on the ground, and the arrow's tail trembled continuously.

When Shen Tian's eyes recovered and went to look for Yang Ye's figure, he found that Yang Ye had rushed to the bottom of the city gate tower and hit the thick wall of the city gate tower like a cannonball. But the next moment, the wall that could withstand the impact of huge rocks was actually concave, and a door was formed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Shen Tian stepped through this still enlarged door without hesitation, and swept the traces left by the burning black flames from the corner of his eyes, but his heart was calm. When he entered the city gate tower, there were a lot of orcs in the tribe, but most of them were just awakened and had not fully figured out the situation.

Yang Ye had already rushed into the crowd like a tiger. Without saying a word, he exploded with a fire. The terrifying black flame swept around like a mushroom cloud. In an instant, more than a dozen orcs were roasted by the scorched high temperature and turned into coke, but in a flash, they quickly freeze and turned into hideous hell sculptures.

Wow, swow, waves of wind rays were then added to the slaughter. In the closed space, a storm area was formed almost instantly. All the orcs shrouded in it were roaring and constantly struggling, but they didn't know how many scars were cut on their bodies. Blood overflowed like a spring, and finally fell down weakly.

"Damn humans, they dare to come here to act wildly!" Jinshan Pang, which jumped down from the city gate, fell on the city wall. Looking at the miserable massacre scenes around, they suddenly became angry. Humans appeared under his nose, which was intolerable.

"Roar!" Jinshan directly pointed at the hole that opened, and a lion's roar. The sound waves rippled like ripples in the water. The blood mist that filled the air suddenly rolled up like waves, chasing Yang Ye and his group and slapped them.

The two soul general-level masters who fell in the last team were like ballet dancers on ice. They stroked their bodies and turned 180 degrees, but turned around and waved their soul martial arts in their hands towards the sound waves that were surging like surging waves.

The chaotic wind rose instantly, like the strong wind on the sea, forming a wind wall, blocking this sound wave. The sound is transmitted through the air, but this wind wall makes the air messy, filtering most of the sound attacks like a dam, but this cannot be completely isolated, but the roar of the lion that penetrates through it is difficult to cause huge damage.

Peng, from one end of the city gate tower, quickly killed the other end. This time, Yang Ye used black flames to corrode the wall. Shentian and others had waved dense raindrops and poured on the wall in front of them like pouring rain. Countless gravels broke through the wall about a stairs swept through the airflow, and rushed out like an explosion.

Dang, Dang, Dang, a collision sound of gravel slapped on the metal. On the city wall south of the city gate tower, the two most powerful followers under Jinshan, the Golden Mastiff Warrior, were blocked by this end, and just stood firm, they were swept by the raindrops of the wind blades.

The wind blew away the dust. Obviously, this handful of stone rain did not cause any damage to the two golden mastiffs. The faint totem golden pattern on the surface of the body blocked all the attacks outside.

"Stop them!" Jinshan's roar sounded in the city gate tower behind him, and the skill of the lion's roar was heard clearly within a few miles, and the scattered sound waves even trembled and the rubble kept falling.

The Golden Mastiff General is definitely the most brave and good at fighting race in the tribe, and his strength is not weak. The strength of these two Golden Mastiff Generals is not inferior to Yang Ye's group. They even have the upper hand one-on-one, and can even get a draw, because the Golden Mastiff General's steel and iron bones are as hard as rocks, and it is really difficult to break through this defense for a while.

Two Golden Mastiff generals will definitely lose when facing Yang Ye and the other nine, but it will not be solved in a short time. Yang Ye has sensed the familiar soul power fluctuations of Jinshan. It is obvious that an old acquaintance has met again, and Jinshan is far more than these followers.

"Don't bother, go quickly!" At present, Stormwind City is the world of the tribe. It takes less than half a minute to attract countless powerful beast tribes to reinforce. What kind of tribe sacrifices and what kind of beast generals are, that is definitely not something they can compete with.

Whoosh!

Two armor-breaking wolf-toothed arrows collapsed again, and they were shooting from a high place. After hiding from a high place, the centaur archer hiding at the height of the city gate tower quickly came to the south, quickly tapping the arrow, responsible for supporting the support. The arrow suddenly fell like raindrops.

The two golden mastiff generals also waved the battle axe in their hands from left to right, sweeping and slashing, with a terrifying momentum.

There was a blockage in front, a pursuer behind, and an archer covering the head, not to mention the hidden cat tribe assassin who was approaching quickly but could not see with the naked eye. This was a bit troublesome.

"Listen to my command, don't hesitate!" Yang Ye suddenly roared, and the black flame coat covered with his body quickly faded: "Stop, close your eyes!"

"Holy Light Technique!" The basic talent skill of the Light Fluff Ball is a very useless one. Yang Ye is often used as a soul skill for lighting skills. However, when Yang Ye suddenly used a large amount of light soul power for this Holy Light Technique and released it instantly, the strong and dazzling holy light covered the sun in the sky in an instant.

"Open your eyes and run!"

The strong light only made people blind in an instant, but this was enough. The two golden mastiff generals in front of him were almost blinded, and the assassinators of the Dark Night Cats who were approaching quickly were exposed, and then they collided like a traffic accident, rolled together in a sexy and embarrassing manner.

The centaur sharpshooter on the city gate was also affected, and his eyes were blurred. Although the arrows in his hand did not hesitate and pause, the instant light made them lose their target for a short time and they couldn't help but pause in shooting.

The opportunity passed by in a flash, but Yang Ye and others had quickly flew out dozens of meters. The powerful movement power of the wind-type soul master was not enough to cover it. When Jinshan and others recovered their vision from the strong light, they watched Yang Ye and his group rushed into a fort.

Kingsoft looked at the bloody rain that exploded, but gritted his teeth and said, "Chasing me!" The appearance of Kingsoft and others made Yang Ye give up the patio further ahead, and instead chose to escape nearby. Although the entrance to the passage here was not opened, the passage excavated by the tribe was almost opened, and the remaining distance was only a thin layer.

There are many rat people, but the rat people have always been cannon fodder soldiers. Although they are not afraid of death, their strength is only a little stronger than the militia. Facing Yang Ye and his group of nine, they are almost a dish. With the storm and blade wind, they are almost a massacre. In an instant, the space connecting the courtyard is like a hell on earth, with blood flowing into a river.

However, Yang Ye and others were not in the mood to appreciate the various tragic situations they created. They rushed straight into the open and spacious tunnel, and inevitably killed countless rat warriors who were digging the tunnel. Without any delay, they broke through the last thin wall and the nine people jumped into the arsenal.

Yang Ye was supported by someone. Compared to a master of soul general who could walk in the air and walk in the waves on the water, Yang Ye was far inferior to that in this regard. On the ground, the liquid-like ignition oil was exposed to the air. The upper layer quickly solidified and seemed hard, but once it stepped on, it would sink immediately. Moreover, the ignition oil was extremely sticky and difficult to clean.

"It seems that many tribes have chased them!"

"Hehe, let them chase after you, and when they will cry!" Looking at the pursuers who were gradually losing their shadows behind him, Yang Ye breathed a sigh of relief and soon became excited.

Especially that Jinshan, I was forced to jump into Bingfeng Lake in Bingfeng Valley last time and almost died. This time I will let you taste the taste of a charcoal lion's head. Don't not chase after me! Yang Ye thought in prayer.
Chapter completed!