Chapter 700: Bloody Battle at Zhenhunguan!

"So that's it," Long Ming suddenly smiled: "Miss Zixuan and Miss Xuejian, both of you can be in the army, I will help the Jing brothers!"
As he said, a red glow flashed in Long Ming's hand, and he held a long shot in his hand. The awe-inspiring killing intent appeared from Chang'an, as if thousands of ghosts were wailing.
The three of Zi Xuan couldn't help but cast their gazes at the Chang Li in Long Ming's hands, with a bit of surprise in their eyes.
A weapon capable of possessing such a killing intent, an extraordinary product, you must know that the magic sword in Jingtian's hand has absorbed infinite evil spirits, and has been sealed in the lock demon tower for more than a hundred years.
In the lock demon tower, the demon sword has absorbed the hostility in the tower. Once the hostility in the demon sword bursts out, the terrifying hostility is enough to instantly take away people's minds!
However, in terms of hostility alone, the magic sword in Sedum's hand is actually much inferior to the long, shot held by Long Ming!
Seeing the Dragon Kwai three daughters looking at the weapons in their hands, Long Ming couldn't help but smile: "This'Cross Demon' is a legacy of my Long Family. At first it was only a portable weapon of my Long Family's ancestors. After the warmth of the ancestors of the past generations, this is what it looks like today."
Zi Xuan was stunned when she heard this, no wonder she felt more evil spirits on this cross monster than the magic sword.
Although the magic sword is a rare weapon in the world, it has only been in existence for a thousand years. Even if it absorbs the hostility in the lock demon tower, it cannot be passed on for thousands of years with the cross demon alone in terms of fierceness. Compared with murderous soldiers.
After Long Ming finished speaking, he waved the cross demon's hand casually, and the strong wind brought by the blade made shallow nicks on the ground.
"Miss Zixuan, Miss Xue, please!" Long Ming nodded to Zixuan and Tang Xuejian, and then no longer hesitated, holding the cross demon, rushing towards Zhenhunguan.
At the moment when the soul is closed, in addition to the soldiers of the Yasha Shura clan who are glued together, Sedum also occupies a corner of the city wall. The magic sword has long been stained with blood, and the blade is stained blood red with blood dripping from time to time. Sliding down with the blade.
Beside him, there were corpses of Shura warriors lying in a circle, many of them dressed up as warriors of the Shura race.
Because of the cultivation base, Sedum couldn't ignore the enchantment in the Zhenhunguan, so he could only use the simplest close hand-to-hand combat like the soldiers of the Shura and Yasha clan fighting together.
Fortunately, Sedum didn't lack the experience of hand-to-hand combat. Relying on the sharpness of the magic sword, he could stand on his heels on the wall. Although he couldn't expand the battle results, it wouldn't be dangerous.
"Brother Dragon, go to the left, I will guard the right, and join the team behind to go up the city wall!" Jing Tian swung his sword to kill the two Yasha Warriors, just in time to see Long Ming ascending the city wall, and said loudly.
Long Ming didn't hesitate when he heard the words, the cross demon pointed out, and ten thousand points of cold light suddenly appeared in the air. Before the soldiers of the Shura clan who approached Longming had time to move, he clutched his neck and fell to the ground.
Shaking his head, Long Ming strode towards the place where the fighting between the two tribesmen on the left wall was the most intense.
His strength was not weak, especially after Yu Lin was beheaded by Dragon Kwai, there were very few people in the Shura army that could stop him!
Therefore, Long Ming was more relaxed than Sedum, and soon took up part of the city wall, and then defended this part of the site, and responded to the Yasha army behind to climb the city wall.