"Damn it!"
When the general's eyes touched the dead puppet, his face was full of horror: "No! Miss Ye, those... those monsters, you must be careful! They are invulnerable to weapons, water and fire!"
When the soldiers saw the dead puppets, their faces showed horror.
They don't want to increase the ambition of others and destroy their own prestige.
But during this period of time, the fear and blood that the corpse puppet brought to them has made their body's instincts produce fear.
For them.
Dead golems are their nightmare.
Compared with thousands of troops, it is even more terrifying.
"No problem."
Ye Qingluo squinted his eyes slightly, staring at the rushing monsters and disciples of the Dark Palace, as well as the dead puppets who were stiff but extremely fast.
"You take care of me, my friend will do."
Ye Qingluo looked sideways at Chu Wuxin's direction: "Leave the rest to us."
The soldiers looked at Chu Wuxin, and at the bottom of the city, the people in the Anyou Palace who kept clamoring.
They hesitated a bit: "Those monsters are really terrifying, they can completely defeat a hundred... plus there are so many disciples of the Dark Palace and birds and beasts, how many of you... really don't want our help?"
The general's face was serious: "We have already sent an emergency signal to Gufengzong, and Gufengzong will immediately send people to support us! And... and the disciples who came over from the imperial palace a few days ago will all come here .”
After the general finished speaking, he raised his head and looked at Emperor Moxuan and Ye Qingluo seriously: "Let's fight the enemy together and delay the time. As long as the reinforcements arrive, we will definitely be able to defend Gufeng City!"
"You have been fighting for such a long time, and your physical strength can't keep up. Even if you hold on to the battle, it's just using your own life to delay such a short time."
Ye Qingluo's charming eyes were calm, and she looked at the general firmly: "I think the general doesn't want to see his brother, so sacrifice for nothing."
The general's face sank, and he clenched his fists: "But..."
"No, but." Ye Qingluo turned his gaze to the bottom of the city, and began to attack the monsters in Gufeng City, "Take good care of my friend for me, that's the best reward."
Ye Qingluo dropped these words.
With one jump, she stepped on the city wall, and with a movement of her palm, a flame-eating fan that looked like leaping flames appeared at her fingertips.
Immediately, she flew down.
Dressed in red flames, burning with the most brilliant light.
She flicked her wrist, and when the feather fan unfolded, endless profound energy gathered on the feather fan and turned into wind blades, which slashed straight down.
That wind blade was stained with this gorgeous red light.
Like a pair of sharp knives, cutting everything around.
Where the wind blade went, the burly and powerful monsters fell backwards to the ground without any warning.
It also crushed many disciples of the Dark Palace to death.
Warcraft fell.
Those wind blades slashed directly at the disciples of Anyou Palace.
Killed a bloody path directly.
"Jee-"
As soon as Ye Qingluo's feet landed under the city wall, the sky was filled with darkness, and suddenly rushed down in unison.
The sharp cries sounded like they were about to pierce a person's eardrum, one after another.
Huge birds flapped their wings and set off a gust of wind, blowing up the wild sand on the ground, rolling it like clouds, flying sand and rocks.
Ye Qing raised his eyebrows, calmly watching the hundreds of birds rushing towards him.
The corner of the mouth suddenly raised a slight arc...