Chapter 406 The Power of One Person

The night came slowly, and a round of moon hung high in the sky. The silver-white cold light shone on this city that had just experienced fighting. Under the white moonlight, the blood looked more eye-catching, as if it were showing off its own tragedy.

The tired soldiers who had experienced the fight began to snore almost the next second after lying down, one after another.

The four people did not go to see Ye Ting, but were rectifying their subordinates. More than 15,000 people. After these few feet, there were almost less than 10,000 left, but the remaining 10,000 were the real elite of Tiange and came out of the real fight.

Not long after Ye Ting lay down, a general ran over: "General Ye, the casualty statistics have come out!"

"Say it!" Ye Ting was ready to nod.

The general obviously paused: "50,000 horses brought by our army and the four young heroes. In this battle, a total of more than 31,000 people were lost, and the remaining less than 20,000 people were seriously injured, including more than 1,500 people, and the rest were slightly injured. The four young heroes still had about 10,000 subordinates. Specifically The casualties are unknown!"

"What about the demon clan?" Although Ye Ting was psychologically prepared, his heart suddenly sank after hearing it, and his face became blue.

"In contrast, the loss of the demon clan is even greater. The two sides combined to attack and kill more than 40,000 people in the demon army, and the specific data have not yet been counted!"

"Forty thousand!" Ye Ting was not happy at all because of this data. He had a total of 160,000 troops. In just a few days, he had lost 130,000. Although he killed 120,000 enemies, this still appeared with the help of others, otherwise his 160,000 people would have been eaten by the demon clan.

Another thing is that the demon clan consumes, and they can't afford to consume it. If the reinforcements don't reach it, another attack will end the whole city.

"Well, okay, you can also take a break. Maybe we will have a big war tomorrow, and we will definitely keep it!" Ye Ting sighed, and his face was full of loss.

The next morning, a sudden rapid horn sounded from not far away. Suddenly, all the soldiers on the whole wall stood up and rubbed their hazy sleepy eyes. Seeing the dense demon army in the distance, their faces suddenly changed.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

With the rapid spread of these two words, all the soldiers on the whole wall got up and saw the menacing demon soldiers. The soldiers who came this time were far redundant last time, and there seemed to be many masters in it.

"It seems that the demon clan is ready to annihilate us in one fell swoop this time!" Ye Ting looked at the constantly pouring demon soldiers, his face was gray, and he muttered, and then carried the aura in his body and roared loudly, "The whole army is ready for war and drive away all the invading enemies!"

When the demon soldiers were still dozens of feet away from the city wall, they suddenly stopped, followed by a wave of spiritual skills that covered the whole sky and even covered the sun.

Two words "It's over!" appear in everyone's hearts.

Boom....

A series of explosions kept ringing on the wall, and the bricks on the whole wall disintegrated in an instant. For a moment, the bricks and tiles flew together, and the soldiers, including the wall, were shrouded in this spiritual skill, into ruins.

"Let's go! Kill! Take the mixed city!" After a round of spiritual skills, the nearly 100,000 demon army below launched a crazy attack.

Ye Ting looked at the soldiers who were constantly dying under the attack of the demon clan with blood dripping in his heart. His face was covered with gray, and his fists were tightly clenched together.

Compared with the four people in the wind, rain and thunder, the situation is much better. After all, the four of them are masters, and which of the soldiers under them is not against three or four soldiers.

The four people look good on the surface, but in fact, they are also anxious. If it goes on like this, the elite of Tiange that they have just cultivated will be here.

The wall that Ye Ting was responsible for has already been rushed up by many demon soldiers, but it was suppressed by the imperial soldiers behind him. In this cycle, the number of soldiers in the empire has greatly increased.

"You guys who take your team to support Lord Ye!" Feng held the sword in his hand. In order to save aura, he hardly used any spiritual skills. All of them used skills. One sword per person shouted at several captains behind him in his spare time.

"Yes!"

Even with the support of several teams in Tiange, it is still a drop in the bucket. The soldiers of the demon clan are almost endless. It seems that they have been cruel to take down the mixed city.

"You quickly evacuate the owner of the Yang family and Miss Yang, leaving a few people to find Mr. Yang and take them away!" Ye Ting looked at the completely collapsed defense line and hurriedly shouted at the guards behind him.

"Lord Ye, although Yang Xiao, I am not a hero, I will not leave. So many city owners have died in battle. Do you want me to live alone?" Yang Xiao looked angry at this time. The owner of Jialuo City did not know whereabouts, and Yang Li's life and death were also unknown. At this time, he actually let himself run away.

"Xiaoyun, go quickly. Even if you stay here, it's just a burden, not to mention that Zhao Tian is still thinking about it!"

Yang Xiao looked at his daughter and said with a determination.

"No... Father, you won't leave, and your daughter won't leave!" The tears on Yang Yun's face had been flowing down, tightly pulling Yang Xiao's sleeves and crying.

"This is our man's business, no matter what your daughter's family is. Yang Xiao shook off Yang Yun's arm without hesitation and said to Ye Ting, "Lord Ye is bothering you!"

"Alas!" Ye Ting sighed and didn't say anything.

"The demon clan has rushed into the city. The soldiers of the empire, there are tens of millions of people behind us. Can we make way?"

"I can't! No! ..." Each of the few remaining soldiers had wounds, but they still straightened their bodies, with a resolute look in their eyes, and the blue veins on the arms holding the weapons burst up, looking very ferocious.

"If you want to pass through here, unless you step on our bodies and kill!" Ye Ting looked at the soldiers who kept pouring up, and there was a trace of sadness on his face that the strong man was gone forever.

Suddenly, at this time, a golden ball in the sky cut through the void, as if falling from the sky and fell directly into the demon soldiers pouring in front of them.

Boom!

A loud noise completely woke up the soldiers of the demon clan. At the place of the explosion, a black mushroom cloud was slowly angry, and the powerful fluctuating momentum, like a balloon bursting, shooting out in all directions.

Strong momentum, everywhere they passed were all in ruins, sweeping the bodies of hundreds of demon soldiers, and then fiercely installed them on the walls of the city.

Boom!

Suddenly, the whole land of Hunluo City trembled under this blow, and countless sand and dust splashed up, forming a fog all over the sky, covering the surrounding space of dozens of feet.

The soldiers of the demon clan were scared back by this strong momentum. With just one blow, the demon clan has lost nearly 1,000 people.

The power of one person, even Si!

"Those who violate me will be killed even if they are strong!" An extremely ethereal voice, like a mysterious sound of nine heavens, burst out, within hundreds of feet, as clear as the ear.

A golden rainbow cut through the sky and shot from afar. While landing, the long sword was held in his hand, and the aura in his body was agitated. A thick golden sword spirit was extremely fierce, from top to bottom, fiercely splitting outside the wall of the city wall of Hunluo.

Boom!

Another continuous explosion sounded, and the golden sword spirit just split outside the wall of Hunluo City.

Suddenly, smoke and dust rose everywhere, and countless stones rolled up, leaving a deep sword mark on the ground: "Those who cross this line will die!"

Everyone only felt the golden light flashing in front of them. A teenager in a white shirt stood on the wall, with long black and elegant hair dancing with the wind. The long shirt was also rustling in the wind, emitting an extremely cold momentum, like a sharp sword spirit, strangling the surrounding air into nothingness.