"It is said that there has been a situation where we could not be repelled. That time, our vitality was severely injured and many people were lost. In the end, it was the great elder at the time who tried to fight for his life and launched some secret technique to be able to repel. Save the tribe. Otherwise, whether Shaman City can still exist is a matter of two things." Sha Chuer said here, a faint sorrow suddenly appeared in her beautiful eyes.
When Liu Ming heard this, he showed a thoughtful look.
At this time, the roar of "Ao Ao" in the city came again, and the dust and sand caused by the burst of the sand gun gradually dispersed, revealing the shape of the sand jackals.
More than half of these sand jackals were intact, and a small number of sand jackals had different degrees of scars left by bursts, and after waves of sand were rolled over, they quickly healed.
Liu Ming released his spiritual consciousness and found that, except for dozens of sand jackals that were hit by sand guns and their breath had completely disappeared, none of the others had suffered any major injuries.
At this moment, the dense sand jackals have advanced several meters away from the city wall. Suddenly the sand on the soles of the feet at the forefront is rolled up, one by one rises into the air, and the front paws are transformed into sharp claws as long as a ruler. , And easily inserted into the sand wall on the city wall, and rushed straight to the top of the city.
"Follow me on the top, guard the city wall, and don't let them rush up!" On the city wall, a middle-aged man wearing a black sand armor and holding a black sand knife shouted loudly at the family behind him.
"Kill kill kill... kill!" Although the sand people looked nervous, they all roared in full face of the scene.
Under their curse, the same large pieces of black sand condensed on their bodies. After a while, they held various sharp blades condensed by the sand in one hand, and raised a half-height black sand shield in the other hand to greet them one after another.
For a time there was chaos in the city, and the sand people fought with these sand jackals.
For these sand jackals, only close combat can cause the greatest damage to them. Therefore, once these sand jackals climb on the city wall, the Sands naturally all give up long-range spell attacks.
The other part of the sand people still condensed into a sand gun and kept throwing downwards, preventing too many sand jackals from climbing the city wall.
"Brother Liu, you should be more careful." After Sha Chuer quickly said to Liu Ming, she also rushed into the several sand jackals that jumped to the wall, and started fighting.
In an instant, there were roars and collisions, and the sand people and the sand jackals fought hand in hand.
Liu Ming's thoughts turned sharply, instead of rushing to move his hands, but with a turn of his eyes, he swept away from the nearby battlegroups that made the most noise.
However, on the city wall three or four feet away, a man of the Sand nationality holding a black sand sword was fighting with three sand jackals in the liquid phase.
I saw the man with a solemn face, his hands constantly changing and pinching, his figure suddenly transformed into flying sand, and he plunged directly into the city wall where the sand was piled up. When he reappeared, he appeared ghostly in one of the sand jackals. Within, the sand sword in his hand shook lightly and turned into layers of sword shadows to stab the sand jackal.
Although a sand jackal dodged a few swords, it was caught off guard, but was pierced into the heart by a sword, fell to the ground and twitched for a few times, and stopped moving.
At this time, the other two sand jackals had already sandwiched the man in tandem, and they roared at the same time, and their paws flashed out with a flash of light, and at the same time they rushed towards the sand man.
The man from the Sand nationality had just taken a blow and seemed to have consumed a lot of mana, and seemed to be panting. Seeing this, he had to lean forward and raise the black sand shield in his left hand to resist.
"Chichi"!
The black sand shield grabbed the sand jackal that was blocking the front, and four inch-deep claw marks appeared on the shield's surface, which broke apart.
Just as the sand jackals behind were about to pounce, a black blade of light flashed not far away, turning the sand jackals into two, turning them into a mass of gravel and dissipating with the wind.
At the same time, a figure familiar to Liu Ming flashed up and faced the sand jackal in front of the sand man.
It was Tula who led Liu Ming into the city that day.
"Tushi, you first step back and rest, hand it to me here." Tula fisted with both hands and wrestled with the sand jackal in front of him, and quickly said to the sand man before.
Hearing the words, the Sand nationality man nodded, jumped off the wall without hesitation, retreated to the crowd near the wall, and sat cross-legged.
I saw strands of black vitality, mixed with sand and dust, slowly rising from his feet and gradually infiltrating into his body.
At this moment, another sand jackal on the city wall rushed up to the head of the city and rushed towards Tula from the other side.
Tula threw the shield in his hand fiercely, and flew back quickly, taking several steps back in a row.
With a "bang", the black shield was torn apart by a pair of sharp front claws of Sand Jackal after just a simple resistance.
At this moment, Jian Tuula took a violent breath, bent his knees and sank his elbows, and stomped his right foot suddenly. The sand under his feet trembled slightly, and the sand flew under the sand, once again transformed into two or three handles in his hands. Zhang's black sandblade.
Tula immediately swung the blade to greet him again.
When Liu Ming saw this, his heart suddenly became clear.
According to his guess, every time the sand-blade secret technique used by this sand tribe would consume a lot of mana, he had to step back and take a breath, and then draw some vitality from the ground to replenish it before releasing the sand-blade again or rushing up to meet the enemy. .
"Brother, be careful behind!" A sudden scream came from another battle group at the head of the city.
Liu Ming immediately looked sideways, only to see a sand jackal's third demon eye, spraying a dazzling green beam of light, hitting the right arm of a sand man.
Suddenly, where the man's right arm was hit, a gray stone flower bloomed, and the entire arm was petrified and spread quickly.
"Cut off your arm!" the reminder yelled hurriedly again.
At this moment, the man in the petrochemical technique flashed a hint of hesitation, but immediately gritted his teeth and hurriedly waved the sand sword in his left hand to cut the petrified right arm.
With a "bang", little gray sparks splashed out, and the sand sword shuddered and fell to the ground. After the petrification, the right arm was cut out with a deep bone gap, and the gray rock crystals were faintly visible.
At this moment, most of his right arm has turned into graystone, which is about to spread toward his shoulder.
The tall sand man who reminded him just wanted to go to the rescue but was blocked by another sand jackal that sprang out suddenly.
Upon seeing this, Liu Ming exhaled a long sigh of relief. With a single finger, a golden small sword shot out with a "swish" sound, and flashed out from beside Zaizi, bringing his right arm to shoulder. The one slipped and fell.
A soft "poof"!
The gray stone arm fell to the ground and smashed to pieces, and the man was also sweating profusely in sudden pain, but he still couldn't help casting a grateful look at Liu Ming.
Liu Ming didn't care about responding to the man's gratitude, but changed his hand. After circling in the void, the golden small sword instantly changed its direction and shot towards the sand jackal that sprayed a green beam of light.
With a "bang", the golden little sword whirled, piercing the sand jackal's head in an instant.
The sand jackal roared, and immediately turned into a cloud of yellow sand and broke apart.
At this time, the tall man also wiped out the sand jackal in front of him with thunder, and flew over. After chanting a mysterious magic formula, he was covered in sand and dust, protecting the injured man to push down Liu Ming's side. .
"I have just thanked Xiongtai for his help. If his heart is petrified at one and a half in the evening, even if his arm is broken, it will not help." Although the injured man's face was pale, he quickly said thankful words.
"It's nothing, it's just a matter of effort. This is a healing pill, I hope it can alleviate this fellow Taoist's injury!" Liu Ming took out a green pill from Xumi Ring and threw it to the opponent.
"Thank you Xiongtai!" The injured man was overjoyed and did not refuse, and hurriedly fed the pill to the injured man.
Seeing this, the tall man next to him also gave Liu Ming a grateful expression.
After all, with the lack of resources in the oasis and this indifferent area, even the most common healing medicine is very rare to the Sand people.
Liu Ming waved his hand slightly, and then looked at the more and more sand beasts pouring up around him, his eyes flashed, and with a single finger, the golden sword light flew up in the sky and rolled towards the nearby sand beasts. .
Although he is not a member of the Sand Clan, how can he really ignore it under such a situation, otherwise, once the city is broken, it will also be very dangerous.
Although Liu Ming said that the mana in his body had been suppressed in the liquid condensate realm, it was easy to kill the crystal with his domineering flesh body and this meta-spirit flying sword. How could he really be afraid of these sand jackals.
Seeing the sword art in his hand repeatedly pinched, a golden scared rainbow criss-crossed the city's head, and the cold light passed by it, but within a short time, more than a dozen sand jackals were cut in two by the sword light.
"Okay! This brother's Feijian is really tough. Don't lose to this little brother. You should kill me!" Seeing this, a certain Huajingsha tribe man who was in charge of the command at the side shouted loudly, then moved his arm. With a wave, the sand in his hand turned into a roll of black light several feet long, and all the nearby sand jackals were cut and wiped out.
Suddenly, the morale of the entire sand tribe rose up, and the sound of shouting to kill one after another.
At this time, Sha Chuer had also wiped out several sand jackals around him, and a sand jack came to Liu Ming's side. After smiling sweetly at him, he also fluttered down to a safe place under the city in a flash, and recovered from a cross-legged exercise. .
However, Liu Ming's heart was greatly depressed at this time.
Although he relied on the extremely pure mana in his body, he didn't have to worry about mana consumption for a while, but the Yuanling Feijian was also suppressed a lot in the indifference, and its power was not enough for the previous three. One part.
What worries Liu Ming even more is that the Yuanling Feijian cannot be separated too far from the body now, with only a range of more than ten feet. Once the distance is exceeded, the connection with the Feijian will be greatly weakened, making it impossible to manipulate Ruyi.
His gaze swept across the city. After jumping on the sand jackals on the top of the city, he immediately lost his heart, and with one hand, the golden soul flying sword flew back to his side after hovering.
After Liu Ming tapped out his ten-finger wheels, the mana in his body was continuously injected into the golden flying sword in front of him.