Chapter 186 The Violent Wind Spirit
Seeing this scene, someone at the gate suddenly became excited, "High-level! It's a high-level mage!"
And a knowledgeable person shook his head and sighed, "What's the use of high-level ones? These are all warriors! There are more than five hundred of them! I have also seen high-level beast summons. There are over a hundred of them, and the smaller ones are only thirty or forty. This one How skilled can the mage be in the summoning system at a young age? "
"Yes, even a group of seventy or eighty summoned beasts is nothing compared to the five hundred mountain men below." Someone echoed.
Seeing this scene, the horse-faced military commander also shook his head and sighed, "If this young man is also inside the pass, maybe we can rush out with him, but what role can he play outside the pass? Mayfly Shake Tree. Come, notify the messenger team, seize the opportunity and quickly escape from the siege. We can die, but Fancheng cannot lose anything!"
"Yes!"
Bai Mo doesn't care what the people on the mountain say about him. If Star Soul Summoning is compared to a martial art, he can be considered a master now. The minimum limit of the beast tide he can summon now is War general.
It just so happened that the mountain men in front of him were also generals. Although they were more numerous than his herd, they still had the little leader Fengling.
The hardness of this whetstone can only be said to be just right.
Bai Mo likes it just right.
A wanton smile bloomed on his face, and the stars in the summoned galaxy shone brightly. Magic energy surged into unknown time and space, and the sacred and solemn magic sound echoed throughout the mountain peak.
"Summoning of Beast Tide - Green Lion Attack!"
In an instant, the entire mountain peak was shaken, and the huge and majestic beast stood proudly in front of the tall and wide summoning door. As the first wave of strong and powerful purple-eyed green lions ran out of the summoning door, the green flood began to roar.
Roar! Hoho! !
The roar of a lion, like the roar of an overlord, shook the mountains and fields. More than three hundred five-meter-tall majestic green lions followed the instructions and leadership of the wind spirit, like the wind sweeping up. The dragon, with its mighty power, rushed towards the mountain people surrounding Yanguan on the mountain.
Even if the lions are not good at running into the mountains, even if they attack from the bottom up, that one is almost half the height of the mountain man. The spirit of overthrowing a thousand armies seemed to be able to kill these mountain men.
"Woo!" Feng Ling commanded, and first released a long, narrow and sharp wind blade, cutting it towards the mountain men who were waiting for them.
Behind it, the group of purple-eyed blue lions that could surround the entire mountain peak had lightning spears flying out of their strange purple eyes!
Organized into a terrifying formation of thunder spears, following the wind blades issued by the wind spirit, directly smashing a large row of mountain men in front.
How did the mountain people know that these seemingly powerful and terrifying lions could attack from a distance, so they were caught off guard as they originally wanted to wait for work.
When they wanted to take advantage of the favorable location and collide with the green violent current, the green violent current had already hit them hard.
The mountain man's body shape, which is more than two meters tall and even some can reach three meters, is not considered strong at all in the eyes of a group of purple-eyed green lions. The giant bear's palms with huge strength are not as strong as those of the purple-eyed green lions. The palm of my hand is a little smaller.
Even though they are evenly matched with the Purple Eyes Blue Lion in terms of strength, their speed is not fast and they are easily eliminated by the Purple Eyes Blue Lion.
When the mountain people wanted to use their wisdom and cooperate with each other to kill these lions, they found that these lions were also masters of group hunting, and their cooperation with each other made it even more difficult for them to support them.
However, the mountain people are not easy to mess with. The only thing they cannot compare with the purple-eyed green lions is their size and speed, but their number is much greater than these lions.
Although they were constantly injured or even killed by these purple-eyed green lions, their sharp claws like giant bears and fangs like wild boars did not fail to tear off the lion's legs and heads, and pierce the lion's hands and belly.
But in general, the purple-eyed green lions still have the upper hand, because the existence of the commander Fengling directly kills them like chopping melons and vegetables. A majestic wind sword falling down can destroy and injure a group of mountain people.
The leader of this group of mountain people, the Bronze Ya Mountain Man, hid his body low among the group of mountain people, looking through the gaps in the war to size up Bai Mo's position.
He knew that these powerful lions were summoned by the human mage, and the leader who made him feel threatened.
He doesn't need to trouble the leader and the lions. He only needs to deal with the mage, and he can solve the problem once and for all.
The Bronze Yashanman moved slowly to prevent being discovered by the humans on the city wall. Gradually, he moved to a perfect position from where he could pounce down and tear the human into pieces!
The faces of the people on the city tower, whose faces were gradually filled with joy, saw a black figure leaping forward among the chaotic mountain men below, on the edge of a steep slope.
The body, which is far stronger and taller than the average mountain man, seems to be able to directly smash the city wall, and a pair of giant bear claws are spread out like wings.
On the ferocious head, a pair of upward-facing bronze fangs shine with cruel brilliance under the sunlight. The entire bronze-toothed mountain man is like a swooping tiger, descending towards the foot of the mountain. The white ink fell like a meteor.
“Watch out!”
The horse-faced military commander instantly recognized the identity of the mountain man. He was a leader. However, the summoning mage was not protected by summoned beasts. If he was hit directly, they would have no hope at all!
Bai Mo glanced at the sky. Ever since he discovered this unusual mountain man using sonic detection, he had been paying close attention to it.
Now it seems that he is indeed a commander-level Bronze Yashan man.
"Seek death!"
Bai Mo snorted coldly. Since he started hunting monsters, he has rarely encountered such an easy moving target.
With a flick of his hand, a silver gun appeared directly. With a wave of Bai Mo's backhand, it turned into a ten-meter-long silver dragon that soared into the sky and crashed towards the falling mountain man with terrifying penetrating power.
Shanren didn't expect Bai Mo to have such a hand. Feeling the sharp aura on the silver spear, he only had time to block a pair of giant hands in front of him in a hurry.
With a muffled sound, the silver dragon directly hit his palm.
Severe pain came from his palms. The sharp spearhead penetrated the two overlapping giant palms, and the powerful force directly brought his palms to hit his head.
The Bronze Yashan man lowered his head, and his fangs with a strong metallic luster were directly pressed against the tip of the gun that was still going forward.
When blocking the advancing silver spear, the strong fangs were suddenly broken in half, and the head was raised involuntarily.
The silver gun turned into a silver hairpin, fell powerlessly, and was recalled by Bai Mo.
“Beer!!!!!”
The Bronze Yashan Man let out an angry roar, wanting even more to tear the human below to pieces and let it taste the pain.
However, just when he wanted to lower his weight and accelerate his fall, he saw that the wind spirit that was still killing those ordinary mountain men had appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye.
At this time, the wind spirit had transformed into a woman whose beauty could not be seen clearly, and a radius of 100 meters was shrouded in the constantly floating wind. The Bronze Yashan Man was even more supported by countless winds, unable to sink, and had nowhere to put his strength.
“咒~~~~~~!”
With a long groan, Feng Ling was very angry. This cunning and ugly mountain man actually jumped over her to attack her summoner. She I also need to show off my strength.
"Whoosh whoosh!!!!" Suddenly, a strong wind blew up, and Feng Ling's palm spread out, and countless blue and white auras gathered together to form a thin ring that was thick enough for the wrist. Wind Whip.
The wind whip was swung at the Bronze Yashan Man, and it continued to expand during the swing, directly restraining the Bronze Yashan Man.
Then Feng Ling swung the wind whip, took the bronze tooth mountain man tied to it, and smashed it into the mountain people on the ground.
With a loud bang, the roaring Bronze Yashan people who fell down smashed countless members of their own race and created a huge crater of more than ten meters in size directly under the city light.
The mages on the city wall who saw this scene were dumbfounded. That was a leader, and he was unable to fight back in front of that little wind elf!
However, a scene that shocked them even more happened. They saw the wind spirit pulling it casually like a slingshot. The wind whip that bound the mountain man retracted in an instant, and the mountain man with the bronze teeth came out again. Suspended five hundred meters in the air.
I saw the wind spirit swinging the wind whip like a skipping rope, and the Bronze Yashanman bound at the end continued to fly in the air, the speed became faster and faster, the wind sound became sharper and sharper, and the power became more and more fierce. .
"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~!"
Everyone only saw an afterimage flash past, and then there was a loud sound that could shatter the eardrums, and the city gate under their feet All trembled.
I saw that the Bronze Ya Mountain Man had once again fallen into the crowd of mountain men under the city gate. It was like a huge boulder falling into the water, smashing and flying a large group of mountain men around it like water!
It even made a huge crater on the ground like a meteorite impact!
Two heavy blows almost killed the Bronze Yashanman. Its body was shattered, and a pair of bronze fangs that showed its status and majesty were broken at the roots.
I don’t know where my hands and feet were smashed in. There were cracks all over my body, blood was pouring out uncontrollably, and my unrecognizable head was only a blur of flesh and blood.
However, even so, he still had the last bit of life left, but Feng Ling did not stop there. After several swings and several deep pits, half of the mountain peak was almost gone. Bai Mo even removed most of the beast tide, fearing that it would harm Chi Yu.
Dozens of heavy blows directly wiped out the vitality of the Bronze Yashan Man, and the nearby purple-eyed green lions also pounced on it one by one and devoured it.
The remaining mountain people simply didn’t have the courage to fight anymore. Their courage was shattered by Feng Ling’s two gentle blows, and they fled frantically one by one.
However, not only the wind spirit and the purple-eyed green lion, but even Bai Mo and the mages above the city gate did not intend to let them go. The hunters whose relatives and friends had died under their claws were all chased out one by one.
There were waves on the ground beneath his feet. Bai Mo took Lingling and the man and walked up the mountain, dealing with some mountain men coming towards them as they walked.
Soon, he came to Yanguan.
A horse-faced man stood at the door with several people. As soon as he arrived, he saw this man saluting enthusiastically.
“Thank you little brother for coming to the rescue, resolving the crisis in Yanguan and saving the people in Yanguan!”
"I wonder if you are...?"
Bai Mo returned the greeting and did not respond to what he said. He was not that noble. He only saved her if he had the ability. Without him, he would have run away long ago.
"Oh! My surname is Ma, and I am the deputy military commander here, guarding Yanguan on my behalf."
"Ma Juntong, I don’t know what’s going on here, have you informed Fancheng? I suspect Shan The human tribe is targeting Xiangcheng, and there may be more mountain people behind them."
"I also have a guess about this. The communication team has been dispatched to Fancheng."
Ma Juntong glanced at him in surprise, as if he was surprised that he could detect this matter keenly.
You must know that he has been stationed in Yanguan for decades, and he is a native of Yanguan, so he can infer this result from the recent movements of the mountain people.
Shaking his head, Ma Juntong said again:
“This kind of mountain people taking advantage of our empty defenses to attack in large numbers has happened before, and we have experience in dealing with it. Therefore, I think Please stay with us for the time being to protect the people here!"
"There is only one way back to Xiangcheng, so of course I will go with you." Bai Mo smiled.
"Okay, by the way. I wonder what your little brother's name is?" Ma Juntong suddenly remembered that he didn't know his name yet. In his opinion, this kind of young talent should have extraordinary origins.
"My name is Bai Mo."
As soon as Bai Mo finished speaking, before Ma Juntong could say anything else, he heard a cry of joy and excitement, and then a cry of unbelievable grief.
"Grandpa! Grandpa!"
I saw an innocent and lovely child about thirteen or fourteen years old running over and kneeling beside the man Bai Mo was leading.
The man who woke up had sorted out his appearance at this time, and it could be seen that he was a man in his fifties.
Seeing his granddaughter flying next to him, the man could only raise his hand to wipe away her tears. He opened his mouth to comfort him, but only uttered a burst of unclear syllables. He wanted to get up, but was unable to do so. make.
"You are his grandson? No, you are a female, so you should be his granddaughter." Lingling, who had been standing by the side, recognized the gender of this somewhat neutral child and continued.
"He was already like this when we rescued him from the mountain man. Don't cry anymore. Although he looks miserable, he can recover as long as he finds a healing mage. Crying. What does it look like!”
The girl was startled by Lingling’s sudden words, but after being reminded, her face became happy again, and she began to chant again, “Yes, the healing system, as long as the healing system grandpa That’s it!”
Suddenly, his face became sad again, "Grandpa said that the healing system is very expensive and we can't afford it. Wuwuwuwu~~~~!"
Remembering the last time that grandpa was injured and could only lie down in bed , she remembered what her grandfather said and suddenly became sad.
"Woooo~~~~! If only I also had the healing system."
A mage passing by laughed mockingly and said nothing, but seemed to say a heavy ' You're dreaming' hit the girl's heart hard.
Bai Mo glanced at the mage, and with a thought, he hung him directly on the city gate and imposed a sound-barring barrier.
When the people on the side saw this scene, they pretended not to have seen it. They had never seen someone seeking death like this.
I didn’t see that child crying so sadly and making cool remarks. It was like lighting up the toilet.
Lingling, on the other hand, looked at the girl crying beside her with a headache. She was about to comfort the girl and tell her that she would pay for the medical expenses, but she saw a faint brilliance light up from her body, and in an instant, Lingling's eyes froze.
(End of this chapter)