Fish swimming around the world

Chen Kun looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Baiqu is not a hundred cans owned by one person. Chen Kun is only loyal to Baiqu. It is useless to say more! I heard that your name is Meng Yi, and you are the grandson of Meng Ao of Shangzhu Kingdom and a disciple of the regent? That's fine, I’m here to see your bravery!”

Meng Yi roared loudly, shocking everyone.

"Jing'er is a good man, but he can't help but be stubborn. Let's meet in arms!"

He retreated into the team, and a beast-like black horse slowly stepped forward. A tall man wearing black armor and a Chi You mask came to the front.

The killing aura actually followed him forward, instantly covering the battlefield. There was only one person, but it seemed like a thousand troops.

Chen Kun's heart was shocked - villain Tu, Gao Rong!

The tall man said nothing, but silently raised his halberd and pointed it straight ahead.

"kill!"

The word "kill" was spoken, and the ground was thundered.

This was a general attack, and the Great Qin Iron Army suddenly let out a roaring roar, "Wind, strong wind!"

Meng Yi, who was dancing with his mace and roaring like a tiger, took the lead.

The Black Mountain Nine Bear heavy infantry did not fall behind at all, following him towards the last fortified city.

Thousands of troops and horses of the Qin Dynasty were galloping and roaring, like a torrent that burst a dike, threatening to swallow up everything.

On the city wall, countless boulders soared like rain, and countless sharp arrows were like locusts. Even though the Qin army was protected by Lishan's armor, they were still hit by arrows one after another. However, the offensive was like a torrent that burst a dike without any stagnation.

In just a few dozen breaths, the vanguard troops had already arrived at the city gate, and the giant siege cone crashed into the city gate crazily. The siege ladder built by Gongshujia had also been nailed deeply into the city wall, and the Qin army rushed to the top of the city without fear of death.

Rolling logs and stones fell down, golden soup splashed everywhere, and on top of the city, Baiqu's most powerful army also resisted like crazy.

The battle instantly became intense.

Especially at the city gate, in order to occupy the most important square inch of land, the two sides concentrated their forces and launched a fierce battle.

The Qin army concentrated its superior forces here, led by the pioneer officer Meng Yi to seize the gate. The other side also gathered the most elite military masters here to fight fiercely with the Qin army.

The siege vehicles were forced back countless times, and then rushed forward again. In just half a cup of tea, hundreds of Great Qin soldiers were already stained with blood.

Meng Yi roared angrily and his eyes were about to burst.

"Kill me, you must break the door!"

Finally, in another violent collision, the door shattered.

However, before the cheers could come, they were surprised to find that an extremely heavy bronze gate slowly descended. Behind the gate, there was such a giant copper gate weighing no less than tens of thousands of kilograms.

Meng Yi threw the copper mace angrily, as if a thunderbolt struck the bronze door, but it only caused a dazzling spark.

At this moment, a dull roar came, "Here, get on top of me!"

Eight figures of Xiong Zhuang suddenly rushed toward the gate. The next moment, the descending gate was forcibly held by eight people on their shoulders. The copper gate was pressed down, and the bluestone under their feet was broken into pieces, and their ankles were even buried in the gravel. However, they roared and resisted the huge copper gate.

The eight warriors were like eight physical Vajras, shocking everyone present.

"Go into the city!"

Xiong Da roared angrily.

The army rushed into the city like a tide, but every Qin army passing by them gave them an admiring look.

Chen Kun's hair and beard were bulging: "Get the door for me!"

In an instant, dozens of figures swooped down from the city to kill the Eight Bears. They were none other than masters in the army.

Meng Yi grabbed the copper mace, dismounted from his horse, and flew forward: "Eight brothers, I will protect you!"

At the same time, dozens of masters from the vanguard camp also rushed over, and the battle to seize the door began.

There were brutal killings everywhere.

The tall man looked at the Shura field in front of him, his eyes were calm and calm, but in that indifference, there was a cold and ruthless meaning that he regarded human life as nothing.

Of course he is not Gao Rong.

Ever since he got this name, it seemed as if he had fulfilled his destiny. He was nameless. He who was nameless had no illustrious name.

However, he is the master of this battlefield, the cold-blooded general who once slaughtered 100,000 people.

At this moment, he is an executioner and a massacrer, but he is not a simple young man with an intention not to kill.

Chen Kun stared at the tall demon god, pointing his sword at him: "Kill the general with all your strength!"

The formations on a huge trebuchet fluctuated, and a black behemoth was burning with blazing flames. Under the operation of hundreds of muscular men, it blasted out from the trebuchet, like a meteorite falling, hitting Ying Wuming.

Ying Wuming looked up at the sky, jumped up suddenly, held the big halberd in both hands, and slashed violently at the giant thing hundreds of times bigger than himself.

There was a thunderous explosion in the sky, and the black giant exploded into pieces, and the falling gravel bombarded the ground with countless deep pits.

This was a super catapult with a formation, and this general actually smashed the boulder blessed by the formation with his own strength. He was so powerful that he shocked the whole audience.

A general at the top of the city was shaken all over, with a look of disbelief on his face: "Could this be Xiang Chen coming in person?"

Chen Kun's face was also ashen. A blow that was enough to kill the saint was actually shattered by the opponent.

"Gao Rong...when did he become so powerful?"

However, he had no time to think about anything. The "Gaorong" shattered the boulder with one strike, stepped on the ground with one foot, and flew towards the city wall.

Looking at the God of Death who looked like a god descending from heaven, Chen Kun roared: "Stop him!"

In an instant, countless arm-thick giant crossbow arrows roared into the sky.

And Ying Wuming's big halberd swept across, cutting off a piece, and the whole person had landed on the top of the city.

"Qin thief! Are you bullying me because there is no one in Baiqu?"

Amidst the loud shouts, several masters with the aura of the Saint Realm rushed over and besieged Ying Wuming.

Ying Wuming swept his halberd and forced several people away, and with his other hand, he clenched his fist and hit the huge catapult.

With one punch, the ten-foot-high catapult array pattern was agitated, but it finally failed to stop the tyrant's punch and broke into pieces.

In the air, a saint with his hair and beard spread out, and a giant mountain-splitting knife chopped down with force.

Ying Wuming extended his halberd and blocked the big knife.

At the same time, another young martial saint's copper hammer attacked, but was blocked by Ying Wuming's palm.

Seeing this opportunity, the other two saints attacked almost at the same time, one in front and one behind, vowing to fight this man.

Ying Wuming suddenly exhaled and spoke, and his whole body burst with energy. At this moment, he finally used the power of true energy that many people had never seen.

Ying Wuming's true energy was also extremely strong and domineering. This shock actually produced a terrifying sonic boom, and the air waves visible to the naked eye hit all directions in a circular shape, and the four saints were actually repelled at the same time.

Ying Wuming advanced forcefully, swung his halberd, and smashed it directly at the bronze hammer saint.

The man crossed his two hammers to resist, and in the roar of metal and iron, the man knelt on the ground, his knees shattered.

Seeing his companions in danger, the broadsword saint burst out with 100% of his strength and slashed a blow that split mountains and rocks.

Ying Wuming suddenly twisted his body, stretched out his five fingers, and actually grabbed the blade. The next moment, his arms suddenly swelled up, and his five fingers were like diamonds, crushing the broadsword alive.