Chapter 445: Chongzheng iron bones, shape me without losing the power of heaven
A sharp arrow pierced the cloud and came through the air!
The icy arrow pierced the mountain wind with a chilling killing intent.
The five sharp arrows, like five radiant rainbows, firmly locked the two of Tumor and Mo Shan from five directions.
"Mad, all crazy!"
Tomur's face, there was only endless fear and fear.
These unsuccessful barbarians are so decisive, and they have to exchange their lives for his own lives!
"Prince!"
The ancient barbarians on the side wanted to come forward to rescue Tomur when they saw this.
However, the Buluo Grandmasters who were severely injured by Tomur flew into the air and stopped the ancient barbarian master!
Fight in blood, never retreat!
The masters of Buluo struggled with a remnant body, and guarded Mo Shan firmly.
"Hahaha!"
Mo Shan laughed happily, and smiled comfortably in his heart.
Worthy of being his soldiers!
The Mo family army of the dynasty!
I would rather die than live!
Swear to kill this Tomur, and kill the enemy of the imperial dynasty!
"marshal!"
On the city wall, all the warriors are equal, looking at Mo Shan who is laughing wildly, and the masters who are constantly fighting, tears in their eyes.
Mo Shan, as well as the masters of Buluo, could completely abandon the Five Mountains City and leave alone.
However, they did not do so.
In the face of the absolute power gap, they still chose to stay without hesitation.
With the number of people several times less than the enemy, the enemy will not retreat!
Heroes have no regrets!
Chongzheng iron bone, shaping me will not lose the power of heaven!
"boom!"
The arrow screamed like thunder, and the electric shot came!
The sharp arrows and the wind brought by it cut the face like a knife and hurts people's faces!
If the arrow is shot, Tomur and Mo Shan will only end with a sharp arrow.
"what!"
Tomur is like a madman and wants to break free from Mo Shan's shackles!
At this moment, he was scared, really scared!
These non-fallen barbarians are simply lunatics, and they have to pull him back when they die!
"Come on, but die!"
Looking at the flying arrows, Mo Shan roared, gritted his teeth and insisted, rather than let go of Tomur.
In order not to die, no regrets in a lifetime!
A dignified seven-foot man, defending his family and the country, and fighting to death is enough!
"Marshal Mo, go well!"
The soldiers who did not fall, including Qi Yiping, closed their eyes sadly.
The myth in their hearts, if they don't fall into the army, they will fall in front of them!
For them, to die for not falling to the dynasty!
However, when Qi Yiping closed his eyes, he did not notice the distance.
A figure shining with Jin Hui, rushing towards this side like a gallop!
"Huh!"
The figure stretched out his hand and lifted it, and a touch of a sword that was as brilliant as a golden dragon penetrated the void and came to the front in a flash!
"Ding!"
Several crisp metal breaking sounds sounded particularly clearly in the silent world.
"what!"
Qi Yiping suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the sky.
The five master crossbows were severely cut, broken into two sections, and slowly fell down.
"It's over, it's over!"
Mo Shankou murmured, he didn't know who made the shot.
However, Mo Shan knew that they had lost this opportunity, and they had lost their last chance to kill Tomur!
Although they had already fought desperately and tried their best, if it were not for the golden sword, they would be able to eliminate a major enemy for the dynasty!
However, the old minister was finally defeated!
"Old minister, ashamed to trust Wang Jun!"
Two lines of turbid tears slipped from the corner of his eyes, and Mo Shan then lost the power of the last battle!
