On the horizon.

A black thread appeared.

Under the dazzling sun, countless bright spots of light were shaking.

The galloping figure, like a black wave, hitting the white waves rushing from both sides of the Yanshan base.

"Someone!"

"It's a subman!"

The shouts resounded over the entire Jedi Great Wall.

"It must be Xiao Mi, Jiang Zhe, Xiao Mi brought the Asians!"

On the city wall.

Du Xue stomped her feet excitedly and shouted.

Rumble---

The wave of black is finally approaching.

The front.

They are countless heavy-armored Asians with a height of nearly four meters, with thick steel spears and rough pure iron shields of more than two meters.

Wild with beastly nature.

Behind them are countless Asians wearing even simpler black plate armor.

A scarlet light gushed in his eyes and rushed towards the white-skinned army.

The same endless.

The same fearlessness is not afraid of death.

Woo woo!

Two rapid horn sounds sounded.

Five meters long, with a cold spear, brushing its fingers in front of it.

It's close.

It's closer.

Black, white, Asians and white skin, like two huge waves, were watched by many people in the Great Xia League.

They collided hard together.

"roar!"

For a moment.

Two different roars rang out, and black and white tangled together.

The larger white skin did not take advantage of the moment it came into contact.

Jiang Zhe saw it very clearly.

A white skin opened her mouth wide and flew into the air.

The Asian under him sent him hard with the shield on his left arm. Bang, Mars shot everywhere, and the White Skin and the Asian body retreated at the same time.

Hit the companion behind him.

The Asians at the forefront were all high-level, blocking the most violent charge of White Skin.

Black and white.

Life and death.

The claws flew, the spear attacked, and blood flew across the body.

"I didn't expect that Xiao Mi had so many sub-men under her."

Looking at the distinct black and white waves on the flat wasteland, Jiang Zhe couldn't help but sigh.

The eyes of the sub-humans are like black waves, no less than white skins.

Moreover, these submen are of the lowest strength, and most of them are made of rough exoskeletons.

It's just inferior, not invincible.

On the huge wasteland that was just swept out by the spiritual energy crystal of the gods.

The two sides started the most tragic battle.

At the same time, on the Jedi Great Wall, humans are still resisting the white skin.

Fight!

Fight again!

The bodies are piled up like mountains.

Death is everywhere.

In front of the Yanshan base, a ten-meter-high corpse mountain made of white skins and sub-human corpses appeared.

Amid the roar.

The mountain of corpse divided the white skin and the Asians into two sides. On both sides, countless white skins and the Asians launched a death charge again and again.

Fall down, charge, fall down again.

The height of the mountain of corpse is increasing over time.

On the battlefield.

The most dazzling one is that small figure.

A pair of bone spurs flashed white phantoms beside them, piercing the surrounding white skins through the head, without any movement.

A crystal nucleus has flew out a hundred meters backwards.

A subman caught it casually, pressed it into his mouth, let out a roar, and his body was visible to be two feet tall.ωωw..net

He raised his spear and shield in his hand and rushed towards the mountain of corpses.

"Axi, I thought Xiao Mi would not come!"

The top of the Jedi Great Wall.

Jiang Zhe stood at the top of the city, looking at Xiao Mi's figure and said.

"Wolf King, the master is just looking for the source of troops, but unfortunately the time is a bit short, otherwise we would bring more sub-corpses here."

Axi used a long sword.

As the body turned around a white skin, white light flashed, and the long sword pierced into the white skin's jaw like lightning.

His huge body was kicked out of the city.

After a moment of silence.

Jiang Zhe opened his mouth and finally asked, "Axi, Xiao Mi, have you remembered what happened before?"

Axi couldn't help but look at Jiang Zhe and quickly moved her eyes away.

"I don't know, the master hasn't said it."

"Um!"

at this time.

The sun sets in the west, and the battle has been fighting for almost twelve hours.

If it weren't for the powerful physique of the extraordinary.

Yanshan's defense has long collapsed.

"Woooooo!"

On the far side of the city, two injured gray wolves bit their white hind legs and dragged each other to fall to the city wall.

The more than 5,000 iron-clawed gray wolf is left with only more than 300 of the strongest ones.

Even the Duke has long turned into black.

The hairs all over the body are stuck together.

The appearance of Shenwei in the past has also turned into a skinny dog.

Jiang Zhe was still standing upright on the top of the city.

His eyes slowly swept across the entire battlefield.

He was waiting for Ende to appear.

Yanshan couldn't hold on for long, and the army of Asians in the wilderness was gradually retreated by white skin.

Even though he is brave and fearless.
To be continued...