At this moment, after the fire beasts' attack and the fire sparrow's self-destruction, the Sea Race had lost almost half of their numbers. However, there were still nearly twenty thousand people left. After gathering, they marched forward majestically.
Ning Huaishu asked, "How should we attack this time?"
After receiving the news from Bai Chong City, Ning Huaishu became more cautious. The Sky Scraping City had five major restrictions as a trump card, but now it was a little restrained.
If the entire coastline was to be engulfed in flames of war, then the Sky Scraping City would definitely be the strongest city on the eastern coastline. It was of great significance and could not be lost no matter what.
Hong Junhuan said, "Why don't we attack? There are only twenty thousand people, not even one Jiutian Emperor Wu. Although it will take some effort to kill them, it's just like cutting carrots. "
Zhuang Sheng said, "We can't. Everyone here is the absolute top power of the city. Once we expose our strength, the consequences will be unimaginable. In my opinion, we should let some of the first teams and all the second and third teams fight. Just treat it as a training session. "
Ning Huaishu said, "That's good too. We can let them hone themselves for more difficult situations in the future."
The order was quickly passed down, and a large number of sect disciples moved out.
There were also some Martial Emperor level rogue cultivators who were organized into First Class Squads. They were made up of five people each, and their strength was even stronger than the Sects' squads. They were kept as trump cards. Eight squads were chosen from the Sects' squads, and there were a total of twenty Martial Emperor experts.
Once the restrictions on the city tower were opened, everyone rushed into the sky. More than two thousand people were densely distributed in the surroundings, all of them looking cold and ready for battle.
At the back of the Sea Race, Guang Cheng stared coldly into the distance and said, "What? Has the city used up all its trump cards? Do the humans need to fight personally? "
The Ancient Lizard Commander said, "Previously, the Fire Giant was so powerful that it must have required a lot of resources. However, it was restrained by the self-destruction of some of its people. The humans must have felt that using that kind of restriction again was not worth the cost."
Guang Cheng said indifferently, "Such a magnificent city can't only have one type of restriction. They must also want to keep a trump card. But from this, even if they have a trump card, there won't be too many. Because the number of humans is too small, it is very difficult to make up for the losses, but they are still willing to release warriors to fight. "
Commander Jiao Ha said, "Does that mean that the entire city's strength is about the same?"
The Ancient Lizard Commander rolled its eyes at him and said, "What, you want to go over and attack?"
Commander Jiao Ha said, "If we can figure out the enemy's background, why can't we just attack?"
Everyone looked at Guang Cheng. It seemed that the previous few failures had made them unable to bear it and they wanted to vent their dissatisfaction.
Guang Cheng glanced around and revealed a cold smile, "Let's wait. I want to take down this city without fail. There is no room for failure!"
Commander Jiao Ha couldn't help but say, "Lord Guangcheng, with our strength, there's basically no chance of anything going wrong. Summoning a Deep Sea Giant Beast is just icing on the cake."
Guang Cheng put his hands behind his back and said indifferently, "It doesn't matter if a few more deep-sea giant beasts die, but you guys can't afford to lose them. Right now, the entire coast of the East Sea is mobilizing troops, and a large-scale battle is about to break out. Almost all the experts in the nearby seas are in my hands. Not only do I want to take down this city without fail, I also want to become the core of the Eastern Region's war. All of you are indispensable. "
Everyone's bodies trembled and they hurriedly replied, "Yes!"
Guang Cheng waved his hand and said, "Let Chou Yu and the other two do it. The effect is better than I expected. At least it won't be so boring."
A square platform protruded from one corner of the city wall. A large golden-bronze drum was lying on it, glowing under the sunlight.
Four Emperor Wu experts stood guard around the drum, quietly sitting in the air with their eyes closed in cultivation.
Suddenly, a ray of light descended and turned into the figure of a warrior.
The four Emperor Wu experts were shocked and said, "Greetings, Lord Shaochu."
This person was one of the five hall masters of the Four Extremes School, Zhang Shaochu. He grabbed the air, and the drum glowed with silver light, absorbing most of the nearby spirit energy. The surface of the drum glowed with white light, and a golden shadow appeared on it, growing bigger and bigger.
"Bang!"
A ray of golden light shot out, shaking the drum slightly.
That golden shadow suddenly broke out of the drum. It was a ten-meter-long drumstick, spinning in the air and creating an extremely strong field with the drum. The gold and silver light interacted with each other.
One of the Emperor Wu experts said in surprise, "Are we going to use this Desolate Drum?"
Every time there was an enemy situation, this drum would sound three times in a row, but it was only a light beat by the four people in charge of guarding.
Zhang Shaochu said, "But only use one-tenth of its power. Let the Sea Race suffer a bit."
He formed a seal with his left hand and opened his right hand, grabbing at the air.
The golden drumstick was pulled by his suction force, slowly falling down. However, the surface of the drum shone with silver light, as if it was being separated from its flesh, desperately sucking at it.
All of a sudden, a silver light shot out from the surface of the drum, aiming at the golden drumstick, wanting to take it back.
Zhang Shaochu snorted and immediately formed a seal with his left hand. A golden light hit the silver light and crashed into the drum, creating a dull sound.
The suction force of the golden drumstick was immediately reduced. Zhang Shaochu held it in his hand and poured his spirit energy into it. Golden lights bloomed and danced in the air.
The four Emperor Wu's faces were aghast. They knew the power of this Desolate Drum, and the four of them had tried to summon the drumstick, but none of them had succeeded.
Zhang Shaochu held the dazzling golden drumsticks in his hand, kicked off the ground, and flew up into the air. Then, he pounded on the drum fiercely.
"Bang!"
An earth-shattering sound echoed. A silver light broke out from the back of the drum, turning into a golden wave that swept towards the Sea Race warriors outside the city.
The faces of the Sea Race warriors in the front changed. They stopped and performed all kinds of unique skills. All of a sudden, colorful lights smashed against the silver wave.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! "
Most of the attacks were like mayflies trying to shake a tree, they were all destroyed by the silver wave. The waves also pierced through the bodies of the Sea Race warriors and killed them.
Only a few strong Sea Race warriors from the Ba Huang Province were able to break the silver wave and protect themselves.
The silver wave was blocked by a strong force, it moved forward for a while and then disappeared. Many corpses of the Sea Race warriors fell to the ground.
The cultivators in the sky above the giant city all cheered wildly.
"Bang!"
Another drumbeat reverberated, and immediately, a large number of Seafolk fell one after another. However, all of them were prepared, and those who were still alive were all powerful existences. This time, the silver wave was quickly annihilated.
Zhang Shaochu frowned and looked at the golden drumstick coldly. A few talismans flew out of it and formed a pattern in the sky. He then pounded on the drum.
"Boom!"
This time, the sound was completely different from the previous two times. A sound wave transformed into a colorful color and flew up from the surface of the drum. It turned into a vast sea of clouds and rushed towards the Sea Race.
"Woo woo woo! Woo woo woo! "
Suddenly, the sound of a horn spread in the distance. It sounded like it was calling something on the sea.
After that, the sound of the horn rose and fell. It was deep and low, but it was following some kind of rhythm.
The cloud-like drumbeat was immediately blocked by an invisible force, unable to advance any further, and dissipated in the air outside the city.
Zhang Shaochu's facial expression changed and he looked angry. He wanted to use the power of the drum again, but suddenly, someone ordered him to go back.
His face twitched, and he snorted coldly. He threw the drumstick away unwillingly, turned around, and flew away from the drum platform.
The drumstick turned into a beam of golden light and flew back into the Great Drum of Desolation. The entire drum calmed down and the spiritual Qi on it disappeared.
The four Martial Emperors who were guarding the city looked at each other and stared out of the city. Their faces were filled with worry.
Along with the sound of the horn, there was a sound in the sky. It was like they were back in the sea.
All the Sea Race's people felt their blood boiling. Their Qi and Qi rose to the peak. They shouted and rushed forward.
Zhang Shaochu returned to the viewing platform and said angrily, "Lord Huai Shu, why did you ask me to stop? Why don't we just summon the Ancient Barbarian Sound and kill them all! "
Ning Huai Shu said calmly, "We have strong cultivators, but so do they. Since they are fighting back with the sound, let's stop for now. I don't want this attack to escalate. Otherwise, we won't be able to train them. "
Hong Junhuan also nodded. "We paid a lot of money to summon these warriors to kill. If we have to do everything, what's the use of them?"
Zhang Shaochu snorted and crossed his arms in front of his chest. He didn't say anything.
The dense martial artists in Motian Giant City had long been ready for battle. Watching the sound of drums dying out and the sound of sea tides coming, a great number of sea clan powerhouses rushed out from hundreds of meters away from Motian Giant City. They all roared and started to rush out.
Li Yunxiao said, "Kill the enemy in groups. Don't be too far away. Look after each other. Don't stretch the battle line too far."
"Yes!"
Everyone responded, including Liang Yuanji. Their hot-blooded hearts calmed down. Killing the enemy was important, but staying alive was more important.
Two thousand Human Race martial artists rushed out and were instantly drowned in the sea race martial artists. It was almost ten times the number of Human Race martial artists. Under the impact, many Human Race martial artists were directly killed. The entire battlefield continued to expand, and a steady stream of sea race martial artists poured in.
Li Yunxiao still held the rank 8 saber in his hand. He suppressed his strength to that of an eight-star Martial Venerable. However, every time he swung his saber, a Sea Race warrior would die. There was no way to dodge his attacks.
Furthermore, he specifically chose the high-ranked Martial Venerables to kill. He left the weaker ones to his teammates.
In just a few breaths, he had killed over ten high-ranked Martial Venerables and rushed into the enemy's camp.
Liang Yuanji suddenly exclaimed, "Lord Feiyang, don't stretch the battle line too far!"
The members of the Battle Blade Team were all shocked by his bravery and strength. However, they were worried for him at the same time.
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