Chapter 186: Violent Wind Spirit
Seeing this scene, someone on the city gate suddenly became excited, "High-level! It's a high-level magician!"
The well-informed ones shook their heads and sighed, "What's the use of high-level ones? These are all warriors! There are more than 500 of them! I have also seen high-level beast tide summons, at most there are a hundred, and the lesser ones are only thirty or forty. This mage is still young, how high can his summoning attainments be?"
"Yes, even if there are seventy or eighty summoned beasts, it is just a drop in the bucket compared to the five hundred mountain people below." Someone echoed.
The horse-faced military commander saw this and shook his head and sighed, "If this young man is also inside the pass, maybe we can rely on him to rush out, but what can he do outside the pass? It's like a gnat trying to shake a tree. Come on, notify the communication team, seize the opportunity and quickly escape the encirclement. We can die, but Fancheng cannot be lost!"
"yes!"
Bai Mo didn't care what people on the mountain said about him. If Star Soul Summoning was compared to a martial art, he had now mastered it to a small extent. The beast tide he summoned now could at least become a great war general.
It just so happened that these mountain people in front of him were also generals. Although their numbers outnumbered his beast group, they also had Feng Ling, a small commander.
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 he summoned stars from the galaxy to make them shine brightly. Magical energy poured into the unknown time and space, and the sacred and solemn sound of magic echoed throughout the entire mountain.
"Beast Tide Summoning - Blue Lion Attack!"
In an instant, the entire mountain began to shake. The huge and majestic Bi'an stood proudly in front of the tall and wide summoning gate. As the first wave of strong and majestic purple-eyed blue lions rushed out of the summoning gate, the blue flood began to roar.
Roar! Roar! Roar!
The roars of lions, like the roars of a king, shook the mountains and fields. More than three hundred five-meter-tall mighty green lions followed the instructions and leadership of the Wind Spirit, and like a wind dragon sweeping up, they rushed towards the mountain people who were surrounding Yanguan on the mountain with great power.
Even though lions were not good at charging into the mountains, and even though they attacked from the bottom up, the fearless spirit of the lions, which were almost half the height of the mountain men, seemed to be able to kill them all.
"Whoosh!" Feng Ling gave a command and released a long and sharp wind blade, cutting towards the mountain people who were waiting for battle.
And behind it, there was a group of purple-eyed green lions that could surround the entire mountain. Lightning spears were flying out from their strange purple eyes!
They organized themselves into a terrifying thunder spear formation, following the wind blades emitted by the wind spirit, and directly smashed a large row of mountain people in front.
The mountain people had no idea that these lions, which looked extremely powerful and had terrifying bodies, could actually attack from a distance. Therefore, they were caught off guard when they originally wanted to wait and see.
When they wanted to take advantage of the terrain to collide with the green torrent, the green torrent had already hit them heavily.
The mountain people's bodies, which were more than two meters tall or even three meters tall, were not considered strong in the eyes of a group of purple-eyed green lions. The giant bear's palm, which carried great power, was also smaller than the palm of a purple-eyed green lion.
Even though they were evenly matched with the Purple-Eyed Green Lion in strength, they were not fast and were easily dealt with by the Purple-Eyed Green Lion.
However, 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 cope.
However, the mountain people are not easy to deal with. The only thing they cannot compare with the purple-eyed green lions is size and speed, but their numbers are much greater than these lions.
Although they were constantly injured or even killed by these purple-eyed green lions, their claws like those of giant bears and fangs like those of wild boars were enough to tear off the legs and heads of lions and pierce their hands and bellies.
But in general, the Purple Eyed Green Lion still had the upper hand, because the leader Feng Ling was there, killing them directly like chopping melons and vegetables. A powerful wind blade and sword fell down, which could kill and injure a group of mountain people.
The leader of this group of mountain people, the Bronze-Tooth Mountain Man, crouched low and hid among the other mountain people. He looked at Bai Mo's position through the gaps in the war.
He knew that this powerful lion group was summoned by the human wizard and the leader who made him feel threatened.
He didn't have to look for trouble with the leader and the lion group. He just needed to get rid of the wizard and the problem would be solved once and for all.
The Bronze-Tooth Mountain man moved slowly to avoid being discovered by the humans on the city wall. Gradually, he moved to an excellent position from which he could pounce down and tear the human to pieces!
The people on the city wall, whose faces were gradually filled with joy, saw a black shadow leaping forward on the edge of a steep cliff among the messy mountain people below.
That body, which was much stronger and taller than that of an ordinary mountain man, seemed to be able to directly smash the city wall, and a pair of giant bear claws that were larger than wings opened.
On the ferocious head, a pair of bronze fangs pointing upwards glowed cruelly under the sunlight. The entire Bronze-Tooth Mountain Man was like a tiger pouncing down, and the white ink falling towards the foot of the mountain was like a meteor.
"careful!"
The horse-faced military commander instantly recognized the identity of the mountain man. This was a commander, and the summoning mage had no summoned beast to protect him. If he was hit directly, they would have no hope of Yanguan!
Bai Mo glanced up at the sky. Ever since he discovered this unusual mountain man using sonic detection, he has been paying close attention to him.
Now it seems that he is indeed a commander-level Bronze-Tooth Mountain man.
"You're courting death!"
Bai Mo snorted coldly. Since he started hunting monsters, he rarely encountered such an easy moving target.
With a flick of his hand, a silver spear appeared. As Bai Mo swung his hand back, 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.
The mountain man didn't expect Bai Mo had such a skill. Feeling the sharp aura of the silver spear, he could only hurriedly put his huge hands in front of him.
With a dull thud, the silver dragon hit his palm directly.
Severe pain came from his palms. The sharp gun tip pierced through the two overlapping giant palms. The powerful force directly brought his palms to his head.
The Bronze-tusk Mountain Man lowered his head, and his fangs with a solid metallic luster pressed directly against the tip of the gun that was still moving forward.
When blocking the advancing silver spear, the sturdy fangs suddenly broke in half, and the head was involuntarily raised up.
The silver spear turned into a silver hairpin, fell down weakly, and was called back into Bai Mo's hand.
"beer!!!!!"
The Bronzefang Mountain Man let out an angry roar, wanting even more to tear the human below into pieces and let it taste the pain.
However, just as he was about to lower his center of gravity and speed up his descent, he saw Feng Ling, who was still killing those ordinary mountain people, appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye.
At this time, the wind spirit had transformed into a woman whose beautiful face could not be seen clearly, and the area within a hundred meters was shrouded in the constantly floating wind. The Bronze Tooth Mountain Man was even more supported by the countless winds, unable to sink, and had nowhere to exert force.
“Mm~~~~~~~!”
With a long groan, Feng Ling was very angry. This cunning and ugly mountain man actually bypassed her to attack her summoner. She still wanted to show her strength.
“Hoohoooooooooo!!!”
Suddenly, a stronger wind blew up. Feng Ling spread his hands, and countless blue-white auras gathered to form a wind whip as thick as his wrist.
The wind whip swung towards the Bronze-Tooth Mountain Man, and in the process of swinging it continued to extend, directly binding the Bronze-Tooth Mountain Man.
Then Feng Ling swung the wind whip, carrying the bronze-toothed mountain man tied to it, and smashed it hard into the group of mountain men on the ground.
With a loud bang, the Bronze-toothed Mountain man whizzed down and killed countless of his own people, and directly smashed a huge pit of more than ten meters in size under the city light.
The mages on the city wall were stunned by this scene. That was a commander, but he was completely powerless in front of that tiny wind elf!
However, an even more shocking scene happened to them. The wind spirit pulled the wind whip that was binding the mountain man casually like a slingshot, and it shrank back instantly, and the mountain man with the bronze tooth was suspended in the air 500 meters high again.
The wind spirit swung the wind whip like a skipping rope, and the bronze-toothed mountain man tied at the end also kept flying in the air, the speed was getting faster and faster, the wind sound was getting sharper and sharper, and the power was getting more and more fierce.
“BOOM~~~~~~~~~~~~!”
Everyone only saw a shadow flash by, and then there was a loud noise that could shatter their eardrums, and the city gates under their feet began to tremble.
I saw that the Bronze-Tooth Mountain Man had fallen again into the crowd of mountain people under the city gate, like a huge rock falling into the water, crushing and knocking away a large number of mountain people around him like water!
It even created a huge crater on the ground like a meteorite impact!
Two heavy blows almost killed the Bronze-fang Mountain Man. Its body was shattered, and a pair of bronze fangs that showed its status and majesty were broken off at the roots.
No one knew where his hands and feet were smashed, his body was covered with cracks, blood was gushing out uncontrollably, and his head was unrecognizable with only a blur of flesh and blood.
However, even so, he still had some chance of survival, but Feng Ling did not stop there. He swung a few more times and dug a few more deep pits, and half of the mountain was almost gone. Bai Mo even withdrew most of the beast tide, fearing that innocent people would be affected.
Dozens of heavy blows directly wiped out the Bronze Tooth Mountain man's life, and the nearby purple-eyed green lions also pounced on him one by one and ate him up.
The remaining mountain people no longer had the courage to fight. Two light blows from Feng Ling shattered their courage and they fled madly.
However, not only Feng Ling and the Purple Eyed Blue Lion, but even Bai Mo and the mages on the city gates did not intend to let them go. The hunters whose relatives and friends died under their claws chased them out one by one.
The ground was rippling under their feet, and Bai Mo took Lingling and the man up the mountain, dealing with some mountain people who were coming towards them as they walked.
Soon, he arrived at Yanguan.
A horse-faced man was standing at the door with a few people. As soon as he arrived, he saw the man bowing warmly.
"Thank you for your help, little brother. You have resolved the crisis in Yanguan and saved the people in the pass!"
"I wonder who you are..?"
Bai Mo returned a salute and did not respond to what he said. He was not that noble. He would only save people if they had the ability. If not, he would have run away long ago.
"Oh! My last name is Ma, and I'm the deputy military commander here, guarding Yanguan Pass on your behalf."
"General Ma, have you informed Fancheng of the situation here? I suspect the mountain tribe is planning to attack Xiangcheng, and there may be more mountain tribes behind."
"I have my own guess about this. The communications team has been dispatched to Fancheng."
Ma Juntong looked at him in surprise, as if he was surprised that he could perceive this matter so keenly.
You know, he has been stationed in Yanguan for decades and is a native local. Only he can infer this result from the recent movements of the mountain people.
Shaking his head, Ma Juntong said:
"This kind of situation where the mountain people took advantage of our weak defenses to launch a large-scale attack has happened before, and we have experience in dealing with it. Therefore, I would like to ask you to stay with us temporarily and protect the people here as they migrate!"
"There is only one way back to Xiangcheng, so of course I will go with you." Bai Mo smiled.
"Okay, by the way. May I know your name, brother?" Ma Juntong suddenly remembered that he didn't know his name. In his opinion, such a young talent should have an extraordinary background.
"My name is Bai Mo."
Bai Mo had just finished speaking, and before Ma Juntong could say anything else, he heard a cry of joy and excitement, but also of unbelievable grief.
"Grandpa! Grandpa!"
I saw a pure and lovely child, about thirteen or fourteen years old, running over and kneeling beside the man brought by Bai Mo.
The man who had regained consciousness had tidied up his appearance and could be seen to be in his fifties.
Seeing his granddaughter flying to his side, the man could only raise his hand to wipe away her tears. He opened his mouth to comfort her, but only uttered a series of meaningless syllables. He wanted to get up, but was powerless.
"You are his grandson? No, you are a girl, so you should be his granddaughter." Lingling, who had been standing nearby, recognized the gender of this somewhat androgynous child and continued.
"He was already like this when we rescued him from the mountain people. Don't cry anymore. Although it looks miserable, he can recover as long as we find a healing wizard. Why are you crying so much?"
The girl was startled by Lingling's sudden words, but after being reminded, her face became happy again, and she began to mutter, "Yes, healing system, as long as the healing system grandpa is there!"
Suddenly, his face turned sad again, "Grandpa said that the healing system is very expensive and we can't afford it. Wuu ...
Thinking back to the last time when her grandfather was injured and had to lie in bed, she remembered what he said and suddenly became sad.
"Wow~~~~! I wish I had a healing system too."
A wizard passing by sneered and said nothing, but it seemed as if he had struck a heavy "you are dreaming" into the girl's heart.
Bai Mo took a look at the mage, and with an idea, he hung him on the city gate and cast a sound-silencing barrier on him.
When the people around saw this scene, they pretended not to see anything. They had never seen anyone seeking death like this.
Didn’t you see how sadly the child was crying? He was also making sarcastic remarks. He was really lighting a lamp in a toilet.
Lingling looked at the crying girl next to her with a headache. She was about to comfort the girl and tell her that she would pay for her medical expenses, but she saw a faint light shining from her body, and Lingling's eyes froze in an instant.
(End of this chapter)
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