Fantasy: My Martial Spirit Is The Ancestral Witch

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John was drunk in a bar, and the mercenaries around him also looked drunk.

"There's also a big tank!"

Raglan glanced at John and others lightly: "We are closed today, you can wait until next time."

John jumped up all of a sudden and grabbed the shopkeeper by the collar: "Hurry up and get some wine!"

"Guard of this hotel, do you have any shares here?"

John lost his temper immediately: "Brother, let's drink somewhere else!"

Everyone stumbled out of the inn and headed straight for the south gate.

"Stop!" a voice came from far away.

At night, the inner city in the south of the city was still guarded.

24 John pretended to be drunk, sweating profusely and his face was red.

"You drunkard!"

The guards raised their spears and wanted to drive John out.

A hint of ferocity flashed in John's eyes, and a short knife appeared in his hand, directly cutting the throats of the two guards.

The "drunkard" hiding in the shadows skillfully took off the guard's clothes.

He disguised himself as a city guard and returned to his original place.

John and others quietly slipped into the door mechanism.

There were four guards at the entrance of the gate, and at John's signal, they came directly to the guards.

"Kill him!" Regnar roared angrily.

The guards didn't waste any time talking to John and took action immediately.

If you run to the door in the middle of the night, you must have an enemy!

Unfortunately, although they responded quickly, they were still too confident.

John drew two sharp swords.

Then there was a large-scale killing, and there was blood everywhere on the ground in front of the gate.

"Open the door and let brother and the others go in."

Under their leadership, the villagers slowly opened their doors.

In Shacheng, Jiang Chen also smiled slightly when he saw the huge gate.

"Take this desert capital!"

"Take this desert capital!"

"Take this desert capital!"

The shouts of hired workers at night did not wake up the sleepy citizens of Shacheng.

Jiang Chen and his men are all a group of people.

This scene, under this dark sky, has no fluctuation at all.

For these sleeping soldiers, it was considered a blessing to have their throats twisted while they were sleeping.

Underground city.

Guo Juyang had long been mentally prepared for Azhe to come. After all, this battle was, in the final analysis, a duel between the two of them.

If he can win, it means Azhe will lose.

If he loses, then Azhe will get the rift and no one can stop him.

At that time, China will completely abandon the Magic City.

Therefore, compared to Guo Juyang, his situation is far better than Azhe.

If Azhe is defeated, he can at least escape from Kesha City.

If he loses, his body will be destroyed.

Outside the base.

Azhe was wearing a suit of armor and holding a long knife covered with barbs, exuding strong killing intent.

"Guo, what's wrong with you? Get out of here!"

Azhe spoke Chinese.

After the power of martial arts spread, these words spread throughout the cracks.

Guo Juyang sat cross-legged, opened his eyes, and his whole aura reached its peak.

He is over fifty years old, which can be said to be very young for a martial arts master, but it seems that he is too old.

For so many years, she has been fighting for power with Azhe.

Guo Juyang is not a general who is good at arguing with others. He may be a defender general or a forward.

However, he will never play tricks with you.

Azhe's challenge was exactly what he wanted.

Guo Juyang quickly jumped to the top of the city and confronted Azhe for more than 20 years. The overt and covert confrontation was just a confrontation.

"A battle!" Meng Hao said calmly.

Azhe's spear was pointed directly at Guo Juyang.

"Come!" Chen Xiaobei smiled lightly.

Guo Juyang held a rare and powerful weapon in his hand.

Not many people use this ozeki sword in the army, but if they can use the power of this sword, they are the real generals.

The broadsword in Guo Juyang's hand weighs tens of thousands of kilograms. It is a low-level king's weapon forged from a special metal.

In a battle with this weapon, this sword is definitely a powerful weapon.

In battle, having such a powerful weapon is simply invincible.

No warrior at the same level could survive Guo Juyang's ten rounds.

Of course Azhe couldn't survive ten rounds in Guo Juyang's hands, but his fighting style was like a poisonous python, leaving Guo Juyang nowhere to escape. .