…

She took a moment to glance up at the sky. There was no sign of the sludge monsters gushing out of the cracks stopping...

Forget it, let’s talk about the rest later, just hold on for as long as you can!

She sheathed her sword and began to gather strength.

A large amount of thunder elements gathered on her sword.

"Ninth level thunderstorm!"

Zou Xijing cried out, and the long sword in her hand flashed.

Crackle!

As the long sword was swung, a large amount of thunder energy was released, like a torrential rain, splashing on the six mud monsters!

Sizzle!

After the thunderstorm passed, six charred marks with white smoke were left on the ground.

This time, the six mud monsters are really dead!

This also bought Zou Xijing some time to catch her breath.

She looked in the other three directions, and since her grandfather's place was the least of concern, she skipped them.

The situations in Wu Deshui and Zhao Ritian are similar to hers.

If you want to completely kill the mud monsters, you have to consume a lot of their physical strength...

After just a few glances, she was forced to stop observing.

Because, a new mud monster rushed up...

Even though the four of them lured the monsters in four directions and stopped most of the mud monsters, there were still a few mud monsters that broke through their blockade and rushed to the back.

"Stop them!"

City Guard officer Song Guoliang shouted loudly.

“Archery!”

whoosh whoosh whoosh!

A large number of arrows rained down, shooting towards the mud monster with colorful lights.

Grab, grab, grab!

The several mud monsters that rushed over were immediately shot into hedgehogs.

The city guards just started cheering, but their excitement froze in less than two seconds.

The arrow stuck in the body of the mud monster fell off like chocolate melting in high temperature.

The mud monster took another step forward!

The effect of being pricked like a hedgehog was just that the impact of the arrows slowed their progress for a few seconds...

Song Guoliang roared:

"Keep attacking! Don't stop!"

"Carry out a full-coverage, non-stop strike!"

"If a few dozen arrows can't kill him, then fire hundreds or thousands!"

"Attention! Each arrow must be attached with energy and attributes!"

"I just don't believe it. How can you survive after being blasted into pieces?"

"Keep a safe distance and retreat while fighting!"

…………

Time passes slowly,

The soldiers on the battlefield felt that every day was a year, and every minute and every second was torture.

Draw the bow and shoot the arrow! Draw the bow and shoot the arrow! Everyone was repeating this action mechanically, not daring to slack off even for a moment.

The long, high-intensity shooting made their sweat drip, their fingers bleed, and their arms tremble...

Because what is shot out is not just the arrow, but also their "essence, energy and spirit".

Every time they shoot an arrow, they consume a part of their "energy".

In just a few minutes, the soldiers were panting like they had just been pulled out of the water...

However, their hard work paid off!

After full fire coverage, several mud monsters were successfully killed!

The others who are not dead are just barely surviving.

As long as the firepower continues to cover, they will die sooner or later.

only……

The four king-level warriors ahead have a limit to the scope they can cover, and a limit to the number of people they can contain...

More and more mud monsters are breaking through the blockade...

Song Guoliang shouted, "Retreat another hundred meters!"

"Don't stop shooting! Don't give the slime monster time to recover!"

…

"Retreat another hundred meters..."

"Keep shooting!"

…

"Retreat another hundred meters..."

"What's going on?"

"Why are there fewer arrows?"

Song Guoliang shouted anxiously:

"They will recover quickly this way..."

"Sir Song..."

The soldiers gasped:

"We can't draw the bow anymore..."

"What?" Song Guoliang's heart trembled, and he quickly turned his attention from the mud monster to the soldiers around him.

This sight was not a big deal, but it made his heart tremble.

These soldiers were sitting on the ground gasping for breath!

“Oh no!”

He secretly thought that something was wrong.

Because this wave of arrows was not powerful enough, there were still five mud monsters in front that had not died!

Seeing that they were about to charge again,

Song Guoliang made a prompt decision:

"Archers, retreat and rest. Close combat, follow me!"

"We can't let them get any further!"

He raised his long sword:

"Use your strongest attacks, unleash them, and blast them into dust!"

"charge!"

"charge!"

Hundreds of city guards, holding the same standard long swords, took firm steps and ran towards the mud monsters.

Puff puff puff——

Each mud monster was hit by a hundred or eighty knives in an instant and was cut into countless pieces.

One charge, five of them suffered the same fate!

The mud monsters turned into piles of mud and fell to the ground.

Remarkable results!

At this time,

A sudden change occurred!

The pile of mud that fell to the ground seemed to suddenly gain vitality, bouncing off the ground like a bouncy ball and shooting towards the soldiers from all directions.

Seeing this, Song Guoliang yelled, "Be careful!"

"Don't get splashed by the mud..."

Unfortunately, his reminder was too late.

Caught off guard, five or six hundred soldiers were attacked at the same time!

"ah--"

"ah--"

…………

Some soldiers covered their faces, some covered their arms, and some rolled on the ground holding their feet.

The locations of their injuries were different, the only thing they had in common was:

Severe pain!

They screamed and wailed everywhere.

Wherever the mud splashed, the flesh and blood melted into mud...

The bones appeared and turned into mud...

Even more terrifying was that because of the sudden excruciating pain, their bodies instinctively covered the injured area with their hands, and even their palms melted away the flesh and bones...

"Retreat quickly! Disperse!"

“Damn it…”

Song Guoliang was filled with regret, blaming himself for reminding him too late...

In fact, with so many people around just now, even if we had been on guard, we couldn't have prevented it...

If one must blame someone, it's only their own lack of strength, failing to blast the sludge monster into dust in one blow...

After all, the average strength of the city guards is at the level of martial artists...

Some soldiers couldn't bear to see their comrades in such pain and wanted to rescue them.

Fortunately, Song Guoliang took action in time and pulled them back.

He shook his head and said:

"Don't go near them..."

The soldier suppressed his grief and said, "Sir, I will send them off..."

Song Guoliang looked at them and shook his head silently.