The Hardest Opening System in History

One drop, two drops, three drops.

Unclear whether it was sweat or blood, he followed the cheeks of the lieutenant on the stage of Shang Lingcheng Point. At this time, he was trapped in the most difficult and painful choice since his entire military career.

On one side was the Ziyue Broken Air Formation that enveloped the entire Upper Lingcheng, and on the other side was the silver armor guard whose limbs were being torn, and holding the Longyin Great Crossbow in his hand, he had only one arrow.

"Kill you, I will kill you!"

A low roar came from the lieutenant holding the crossbow, and the gaze staring at the top of the sky was more ferocious than the ghost. If allowed, the lieutenant was even willing to swallow the moon sky proudly above.

Such a painful choice, like a heart-burning torment, and then the phantom above, once again raised his hand and waved gently, the next breath, the left arm of the upper guard general was once again torn by the Moon Demon's claws. Out.

"hiss!"

There was blood in the sky, and the silver armor guardsman's broken arm flew out, floating before the three rounds of purple moon, and even if his limbs were torn to pieces, the silver armor guards still pressed his lips, just uttered a few vocal cords. With a painful grunt.

The idea of ​​Yuekong at this time is very simple, that is, to use the blood of the Ling guard general to crazily stimulate the upper Lingcheng garrison below.

At the same time, this little-spoken third philosopher of the Saint Court Martial Arts Palace seemed to have a special habit of joking about creatures.

Then he moved his fingers again, and the three Moon Demon's claws at the back received some kind of instruction, and they continued to scramble to extend their claws to the last arm of the silver armor guard and the dying head of the latter.

"There is not much time left for you, come on, make your choice, mortal."

The still extremely cold voice rolled down from the sky above the sky, and with the words of the moon sky, the purple moon behind it became more and more fascinating, and the cold wave gushing out from it was even worse, and even began to slowly suppress Yulong Yinda. The golden light radiated from within the crossbow.

"The Longyin Great Crossbow in the legend of Central Shangguo, the deity has long wanted to learn."

As the voice fell, Yuekong opened his hands outwards and opened his mouth and let out a loud roar:

"Come on, quickly kill the deity. The eye of this Ziyue Duankong formation is the deity. As long as you kill me, this formation will destroy itself, and perhaps you, who have only one arrow, can choose to save your general."

Just as Yuekong’s words were lingering in the void, the Moon Demon’s claws were torn again, and this time, the only remaining arm of the guard of Shanglingcheng was torn off and chewed, and the ear-piercing clicking sound stimulated every listener. Nerves.

Especially the lieutenant who controlled the Longyin bow, at the next breath, the lieutenant violently moved the edge of the crossbow from the moon sky and turned to point to the tormented silver-armored guard next to him.

At the same time, a Moon Demon's claw stretched out from above and directly grabbed the silver armor guard's head.

"Damn it, **** it!"

A curse came from the deputy general’s mouth, and more intense sweat mixed with blood dripped down the former’s cheeks, and his eyes were already bloodshot and covered with blood. Then he stretched out his right hand and held down the crossbow arrow. The location of the launch.

Such a move not only caused the surrounding garrison's complexion to change suddenly, but also made the moon sky above the condescending face look curious and made a sound:

"Oh?"

The deputy Shang Lingcheng on the stage of the commander made this move, but it was beyond everyone's expectation, because the edge of the Longyin Great Crossbow did not linger on the moon sky, but stubbornly pointed at the purple moon next to it, and The guardian of the upper Ling who was holding his head before Ziyue.

The next breath came from the roar of the silver armor guards above:

"Presumptuous, Ben will let you control the Longyin Great Crossbow to break the formation, instead of saving me, quickly turn the crossbow arrow edge for Ben General and smash the big formation!"

The roar of the silver armored guard contained infinite anxiety, but in a blink of an eye, the roar of his opening suddenly disappeared, because the claw of the moon above his head had already begun to exert force.

"Kaka!"

A clear cracking sound began to sound from under the devil's claws of the moon, and at the same time, the guardian armor on the body of the Ling Shou general finally couldn't hold on to it and began to shatter.

The shattering of the armor that depends on survival means that the last layer of guardian power of the silver armor guards has begun to dissipate, and then the lieutenant on the stage is clicked, and his head is slammed, and the blood in the eyes is thrown away, with clear eyes. A lot.

In the next breath, he took a deep breath and allowed the biting cold air to infuse his lungs, but the pain in this area was insignificant compared to his extremely suffering heart.

"You don't need to save the general, use the Longyin Great Crossbow to smash the purple moon broken air enchantment, you must smash the surrounding enchantment, and then cut the moon sky thousands of times!"

The last roar from the defender of Shangling was earth-shattering, and even the rest of the garrison on the side began to discourage:

"Smash the enchantment, hurry and smash the enchantment!"

There were roars one after another, but the guard still remained unmoved. He firmly held the Longyin Great Crossbow in his hand and locked the vast golden dragon's edge to the devil's claws that stretched out from the purple moon.

Then a roar of word by word came from the vice-general on the commanding platform:

"The third Zheyue Kong of Shengting Martial Arts Palace, you said that the eyes of this Ziyue Broken Sky Array is on you. I don't believe this at all."

As soon as this roar came out, everything was silent between the world and the earth. Even the other garrison who had spoken and screamed before suddenly changed their faces, and the color of thinking flashed in their eyes. Then the lieutenant who was panting violently, died to death. Clenched his fists and continued to growl:

"You and others in the holy court, full of lies, how can you be at ease, so I don't believe it!"

The two disbelief in a row indicates that the lieutenant's heart is becoming more and more determined, and then he no longer hesitates, and directly slams his fist and slams on the big crossbow switch in front of him, and the roar continues to roll out:

"Since there is no choice, let me, a little man, decide the fate of this city!"

After the roar, the lieutenant's right fist smashed open the opening mechanism of the Longyin Great Crossbow.

After an instant, the Longyin Great Crossbow cracked and trembled at an unprecedented level. At the same time, on the golden arrow above the big crossbow, the dragon scales spread out, and the deafening dragon roar shook the world:

"Om!"

In the next moment, under the eyes of all the people, the golden dragon-yin arrows disappeared from the crossbow in an instant, and under the entire dome, a dazzling golden light appeared like a meteor.

At the same time, Shang Lingcheng was flooded with infinite golden light for an instant. Within the golden light, the dragon's voice arrow carried the last hope of everyone in Shang Lingcheng, and blasted out violently against the purple moon above the sky.

Then the third Zhe Yuekong, standing proudly in the void, raised his head and waved his hand to make Yu Ziyue stretch out the demon claws of the moon and retreat, raised his foot and took a step forward, muttering:

"Unexpectedly, there is a wise man in the garrison of Upper Lingcheng."