Volume 16 Chapter 37 (2/2)

And everyone clearly saw that the surface of Zhang Ping's Sapphire Blue armor still had no dents or scratches.

What's the gap?!

The closer they were to the two fallen Qing Wang's heavy armor men, the stronger their shock was. Dozens of heavy armor and heavy cavalry soldiers who were closest to Zhang Ping were slightly stiff at this moment. But at the next moment, these soldiers all gave out a low roar of shouting and killing, and continued to rush up.

The gun is broken.

Cleft nail.

The body is broken.

Countless pieces of steel and blood flew out of the noble blue armor.

The precious blue armor is still moving forward. All the metal figures that rush to him fall down, fly upside down, or throw up high.

In the past, in front of all the army, the spirit soldiers of Yunqin, like moving metal fortress, were heavily armored and heavily mounted. They slapped the precious blue armor, but they were smashed and splashed like the waves of the sea slapping on the hardest rock.

Lin Xi's body was shaking.

When these heavy armored and heavy cavalry troops fly up in all kinds of postures, throw them out in all kinds of postures, and more heavy armored and heavy cavalry rush up, just like countless black ants trying to stop a huge beetle, he can't make a sound.

”To the north”, a low, almost inaudible voice, came into Lin Xi's ear.

……

To the north is a gate of Zhongzhou city.

The gate of this gate has been closed half a day ago. When Lin Xi and others first rushed out of the chaotic streets and appeared in the open space under the shadow of the huge wall, they looked like ants forced to the corner of the wall, and there was no way back.

Heavy metal crashing and house collapsing were still behind them.

Lin Xi stood in the shadow of the city wall, panting violently, trying to balance the soul power that was left in his body.

The Royal Blue armor with its head lowered is still killing those Iron-blooded Yunqin soldiers. There are countless black heavy metal limbs left behind. At the moment, in Lin Xi's eyes, the noble blue armor is still like a huge beetle running in the black ants. It seems that they still have no chance to defeat it.

But in today's Zhongzhou City, the strength of the college has been deployed more than ever. He knows that the college still has one of its most decisive counterattacks.

”Hiss!”

A heavy long gun cut in two fell in the air and fell in front of Lin Xi and others.

”Dong!”

At this moment, a dull sound is like the sound of war drums, like the prelude to the movement of stars, and a buzz is made between heaven and earth.

At the same time, Zhang Ping, who had been hanging his head, raised his head abruptly.

The sky and energy above the tower on one side were torn by all kinds of huge and cold metal, and even formed all kinds of strange flame and cloud patterns.

Countless huge crossbows, like adult arms, completely covered the light in the sky and fell down from the air with terrifying eddies and explosions.

On the wall of Zhongzhou City, there are indeed all kinds of most sophisticated and powerful heavy weapons of Yunqin. However, any soldier of Yunqin can be sure that there are absolutely no so many heavy crossbows on this wall.

It is only possible that such a large number of heavy catapults were mobilized and transported to the city wall in a short time.

After innumerable huge crossbows, higher in the sky, suddenly there is a more dazzling arrow light than the rising sun.

Zhang Ping, looking up, knows that this is the most decisive counterattack of qingluan college in this city.

He looked at the huge crossbow which completely covered the sky and said in a low voice: ”just to kill Lin Xi, so all of you want to kill me?”

In his murmur, his precious blue armor turned red and seemed to melt.

A circle of purple and red fire danced around his precious blue armor.

This is the most accurate and spectacular catapult in the history of Yunqin. All the huge catapults falling from the air are gathered in the range of several meters accurately, forming an iron current and rushing towards Zhang Ping.

When the huge crossbow arrow touched the purple red fire, it melted directly into red drops, and then poured on Zhang Ping like a rainstorm.

The sun like arrow light falling from the sky also fell on Zhang Ping.

At the same time, the flying swords of Nangong Weiyang and Albert fell into the position where the arrow light fell.

Zhang Ping was buried in the dazzling light.