Chapter 180 Attack on Sma City

The endless blood color covered the world, and the bloody smell kept escaping in the air, which was disgusting. By the wall, a thick bloody storm kept hitting the wall. Every time there is an impact, the wall will loosen a little, and some sand will fall and break down.

Zhang Fan in the bloody storm is pale and continuously consumes the magic power in his body to support the bloody storm. Zhang Fan can't stand it. Zeng Niu was left behind by Zhang Fan because Zeng Niu had other tasks. At this moment, Zhang Fan seems to cover Zeng Niu, but there are more and more soldiers, and Zhang Fan also has a headache. If he can't get out of the wall, he will die.

Hundreds of arrows were sparsely shot into the bloody storm, and then crushed by the force of the storm. Although Zhang Fan is the highest cultivation here, the wall has become extremely strong after a hundred years of repair. Even if the demon practitioners at the peak of the general period come, they can't destroy the wall with a full blow. The soldiers defending the city had already cunningly opened a battle to defend the city, banning the sky above the whole city wall and making it impossible for Zhang Fan to pass.

Zhang Fan has only one way, which is to kill the past. However, in this way, Zhang Fan slowly fell into passivity, and some large city defense instruments were exposed, all aimed at the bloody storm incarnated by Zhang Fan.

" hiss!" A huge arrow flashed with awe-in light, cutting through the void, with a series of sound of breaking through the air, and the scraping eardrums buzzed. Some people with low cultivation foamed directly and fell to the ground in a coma.

In Zhang Fan's bloody storm, a sense of danger came, making Zhang Fan's hair stand up. As soon as Zhang Fan looked up, he saw a huge arrow wearing silver light shooting at him. The cold light of the tip of the arrow made Zhang Fan feel great danger and a feeling of being "favored" by death.

Without hesitation, Zhang Fan waved his hands, and the huge bloody storm began to rotate crazily. The horrible suction rolled up all the objects within a foot, and even the ground was abruptly cut off by three points. Those objects were rigidly squeezed into solid balls in the storm, and then lined up vertically. Zhang Fan flicked his fingers, and a red light emerged from Zhang Fan and turned into a red line through these solid balls. The front ball drove the ball forward in turn. Its direction is exactly the direction of the giant arrow.

These solid balls grow in the wind and continue to expand into cylinder-sized spheres. Then he met the giant arrow.

These balls were only blocked, and then penetrated by the giant arrows in turn, like a paper wall, vulnerable. Zhang Fan stood in the middle of the bloody storm without joy. No one knew what he was thinking. His hands slowly closed in front of him, and his fingers were like dancing flames. The mysterious formulas were printed on the bloody storm beside Zhang Fan. With each magic formula, the color of the bloody storm was obviously brightened by one point.

After doing this, Zhang Fan was obviously not satisfied. With the power of this storm, he could not rush out of the wall. His body was shocked, and the blood and evil spirits in his body gushed out, turned into bloody runes and integrated into the bloody storms around him. Then he bit the tip of his tongue and spewed out three mouthfuls of blood in a row. After the blood was absorbed by the bloody storm, it actually made a "whistle" sound, as if to pull people's soul into the bottomless abyss of depravity.

Zhang Fan's fingertips, a small bloody storm separated from the main bloody storm, and then suddenly rolled up to the giant silver arrow. Those tank-sized balls penetrated by silver giant arrows did not routinely fall to the ground, but strangely expanded in the air. Finally, solid balls have expanded to the size of a small house.

"Get down, get down quickly." The perception of life and death honed by an experienced veteran from the battlefield was reflected at this moment and quickly judged the situation on the field. Although he did not know how Zhang Fan's house-sized balls attacked his side, the dangerous breath deeply stimulated his nerves.

At the same moment when the veteran shouted, the small balls in the air exploded with a "bang". Casually mixed with huge impact, like a peerless sharp magic soldier, deeply inserted into the city wall. And the soldiers who didn't have time to dodge did not feel pain after being washed away by the fragments. They all looked at their bodies in surprise. But the next moment, their eyes suddenly became empty, their pupils dilated, and half of their bodies were like objects sliding down a smooth slope, divided into two. Blood gushed out like a fountain and dyed the wall red. This one, the miserable limbs covered in the head of the city here are comparable to the Shura hell recited in the dark.

Suddenly, a shocking roar sounded in another city. Although it was remote, Zeng Niu's voice could still be heard: "I, Zeng Niu, take your life!" Then, there were bursts of shouts. It turned out that the Third Army had already ambushed and captured Sima City in one fell swoop when the civil strife in Sima City. Zeng Niu and some soldiers who sneaked into Smar City early as internal responders beat the unprepared soldiers into a mess. Zhang Fan's role is only to attract each other's firepower here, that's all. The real main force is the soldiers of the Third Army. In a real war, only soldiers are the main theme on the battlefield. And those generals with higher cultivation are just leading the soldiers to charge into battle, unless you are practitioners in the transformation period with absolute cultivation, or you can only be submerged under the dust on this battlefield.

Although Zhang Fan's face in the bloody storm is extremely pale at this moment, which obviously consumes a lot of magic power, the Third Army has progressed smoothly at this moment. He completely beat Qin Yang's defenders dizzy, and the victory is moving towards himself step by step. Although Sima City is a resting point in Zhang Fan's march, he has to fight at this moment. After all, Zhang Fan has no experience in managing cities, let alone Liu Jia, Zengniu and others.

At this time, a loud noise sounded from the side of the city master's mansion, and a strong colorful light was sprayed out of the city master's mansion, which was the effect caused by the launch of some secret formations. Zhang Fan looked at the direction of the city master's mansion in the storm and knew that the battle between Qin Yang and the weak scholar was coming to an end, but Zhang Fan was still a little guilty about the city owner and the weak scholar. At the same time, Qin Yang, who hopes to wait for a while, is not the owner of Sima City and the weak scholar, so that he will feel better.

When the real achievements of the Third Army reached the city wall, Zhang Fan immediately dispersed the bloody storm around him and watched the disappearance of the forbidden air formation in the sky. Zhang Fan sneered and quickly flew to his camp.

It can only be seen that the wall of Sma City in the north and a nearby area have been controlled by the Third Army. In this way, Zhang Fan can rest and meditate at ease and face the next unknown danger.

As expected by Zhang Fan, the other party couldn't calm down first and sent troops to fight the Third Army in the future. However, Zhang Fan had already ordered Liu Jia to arrange various strategies in advance. There are all kinds of murder traps in seemingly ordinary houses. Every time hostile soldiers take a step forward, they will lose a group of people. In this way, hundreds of soldiers died in exchange for zero injury, which has a great advantage.

The good times did not last long. After the other party's generals participated in the war, it was a little difficult for the Third Army to beat them.

At this moment, Zhang Fan's adjustment has also ended. After re-offering the bloody storm, he participated in the battle. This bloody storm is indeed a good move. This move is still against the sky in the team battle. Zhang Fan is like a humanoid tank. Wherever he goes, the soldiers of the other side will be damaged. The soldiers came forward to fight Zhang Fan, and they would be swallowed up by the power of the storm. The blood in the body will be absorbed by Zhang Fan. And these soldiers did not dare to go up, so Zhang Fan ran to them. For a moment, it was also a mess here, and the soldiers of the enemy army had no rules. But the disadvantage of the bloody storm is that it consumes magic power. At this moment, Zhang Fan's only thought is to find the enemy's master general and kill him, which can be a hundred.

Zhang Fan waved his hands, and the power of the storm crossed out, crushed the soldiers beside him, and then rushed into the general who killed the most soldiers in the Third Army.

Zhang Fan stared carefully, and it was indeed Qin Yang who killed everywhere. That is to say, the owner of Sma City failed. To be fair, the death of the owner of Sma had a little to do with him, but the relationship was not particularly big.

Qin Yang was also angry when he saw Zhang Fan. If it hadn't been for Zhang Fan, how could he take action first at the risk of huge losses? Now a Cheng Yaojin was killed halfway, and almost a quarter of Sima City was robbed, which made Qin Yang angry and crazy.

So, Qin Yang's red eyes waved the sword in his hand and split it at Zhang Fan. Zhang Fan rubbed his hands, and a ball of bloody demon thunder appeared in Zhang Fan's palm. At the moment when Zhang Fan sneered, the overwhelming bloody demon thunder was sacrificed by Zhang Fan, and the whole sky was red. However, the next moment, the red dots like fireworks kept flashing and expanding rapidly, and then with a "bang" sound, a terrible sound resounded through Sima City.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, a ten-foot hole appeared on the ground. Qin Yang has long been blown up, and there is no bone left. The soldiers opposite were stunned and stood there at a loss. It's not, it's not, it's not. It's a dilemma for a while.

"Surrender and don't kill!"

"Surrender and don't kill!"

"Surrender and don't kill!"

The huge shouts of the Third Army finally completely defeated the morale of the opposite side.

"I'm willing to surrender!" A soldier trembled and put the weapon in his hand to the ground, and then squatted on the ground with his head in his hand. Now that there is the first one, there is the second one and the third one. Looking around, there are countless soldiers squatting down.

This is another big victory.

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Two more tomorrow.