Nine Star Burden

“Fifty kilometers north, almost.” The sound of the second tail came again.

Jiang Xiao flashed quickly, and after two more transient adjustments, he came to a messy battlefield and stood at the top of a tower.

The image below, however, changes the color of Jiang Xiao.

It is not too much to call it "bloodshed”. There are arrow mountain bodies everywhere. In terms of the level of chaos on the battlefield, Baiyu Arrow Spirit should be the culprit.

A bleak battlefield, to say the least, the key is that the green fog has spread underneath, which is obviously the arrow of the plague of the Arrow Mountains.

In terms of the extent of the spread of poison fog, the Guardian Corps soldiers have been resisting in such battlefield environments for a long time.

One foot stepped on the purifying halo and traveled through the purifying fog, bravely slaughtered, and a variety of output stars bombarded the North indiscriminately, but still couldn't stop the momentum of the thousands of armies.

In the world of star warfare, polluting galaxies are naturally disadvantaged compared to purifying star technology.

Not only do most low-quality purifying asteroids purify high-quality polluting asteroids, but purification works well and takes a short time.

But with so much fog and halo purification, the green poison fog of the plague's arrows is still all over the field, enough to tell how many arrow hills attacked and impacted the camp.

Thousands of people's wars still have something in common with the battle of 1V1, and it's very difficult once one gets momentum, the rhythm brings it, and wants to stop the other's impulse momentum.

This is all the more evident in terms of the number of wars on a large scale.

Under this inertia, the constant arrow mountain tribe, not to mention the height of the segment and the aggressiveness, can completely disperse the guardian regiment's camp with the help of human naval tactics alone.

In terms of soldier strength and strength, the Guardian Corps is weaker than the desert, night watch and mountain crushing armies.

Rain, tornadoes, columns and firestorms in the sky, but they can't resist the constant arrows and arrows!

Whitefeather Arrow Spirit's bombing arrows, poison feather Arrow Spirit's plague arrow, blue feather Arrow Spirit's giant arrow, black feather Arrow Spirit's seven-star beads, plus the devastating penetrating arrow and broken armor arrow that forcibly attacked Arrow Spirit...

Soldiers are sacrificed all the time on the fierce battlefield.

“Hold it! Stand the fuck up! ”

“Back up! Stop poisoning! Medic!? Where's my purifying halo? ”

“You can't take a step back! How many brothers are still in Arrow Mountain space! Once we pull out, once they get out, it's a dead end! ”

“Ask for fire support! Captain, the scene is out of control! ”

“No more fire support, no more brothers inside? ”

“Then we...”

Wow...

Little leaching rain fell and the light rain immediately turned into medium rain.

Similar to the guardian's medical assistance concerns, Jiang Xiao did not dare to drive the tear purification rain too far, let alone to the level of heavy rain.

If the degree of fog purification is increased, it will interfere with sight. Likewise, Jiang Xiao's tears will open to the level of storm, which will also interfere with sight.

For the ever-superior number of Arrow Mountains, human soldiers need more vision.

For Jiang Xiao, the life of a comrade is the life.

On a chaotic battlefield, no one found the man standing on the tower, and the heavy rain brought his presence to the attention of all.

Tears and rain fell rapidly, and the effort to "extinguish” the thick green poison fog, those physically paralyzed soldiers, the symptoms rapidly linked.

“Bell ~ bell ~ bell ~"

“Bell ~ bell ~ bell ~"

A string of bells kept ringing in my ears, a jumping medical light wave, under the cloudy sky, so bright, divided into three and three into nine!

The bell rang, quickly weaving a dense linen healing net, nearly a thousand guardian legions, no one fell, everyone took care of it!

And what's even more horrible is that the everywhere Arrow Mountains, all of them, are not favored by bells.

None of them!

What quality bell is this? What quality stamp?

What level of reinforcement is this?

In fact, when the Guardian Corps soldiers discovered that there was only one reinforcement, they already guessed in their hearts the strength level of each other.

And this tear-purifying rain, this magical bell, this dense numbness, covering the whole field, at this moment the bell rings the healing net, has told all the soldiers on the side, what strength of the medical system the warrior is!

The soldier dragged the handicapped leg and pulled out a star arrow on his thigh, watching the wound heal very quickly.

Soldiers unable to fall and spit blood quickly gained focal lengths, tried to climb up, walked quietly, and moved more and more freely.

What's even scarier is that after the bell bell, a guardian army buried half-baked in the dirt was already angry and life had come to an end, but...

But the soldier who stepped into the dead door opened his eyes violently and sucked in a breath of cool air, picking up the wet muddy land with one hand and climbing out slowly.

And this image, on every corner of the battlefield, one soldier after another, rocked and stood.

They looked around in confusion and found themselves still on the battlefield.

The scene before death seems to still be printed in your brain, but... your torn body seems to have been completely healed.

“Bell ~ bell ~ bell ~"

“Bell ~ bell ~ bell ~"

The crisp bell bell, accompanied by the woven healing net, still jumped wildly on the battlefield, attracting a group of confused soldiers.

And where the bells pass, the human screams, the roars, are gone. Only the roaring sounds of the Arrow Mountains remain, with the impact sounds of weapons, arrows, and star moves.

What level of medical assistance can completely heal an army's "body” and “heart” in just a few seconds!?

The chaotic battlefield seemed to have quieted down, leaving nothing but a silent battle motion, and only a face to look up to in search of opportunity.

For some reason, the arrow hills in the north seemed to be in turmoil. For some reason, the momentum of enemy assaults slowed rapidly.

But when he heard the cloak in the sky, he stood up and said: "Light-by-Light · Tail Feather Brigade · Nine Tails! ”

A short sentence, all the information, is clear.

Shoot Kwang Tao Yu Brigade people!?

The Chin Points team of the border guards, the most powerful troops in Dajiang Province?

Jiang Xiao's face was gloomy and continued: "Everyone listens! Back off!”

At this moment, no one is questioning the identity of the man in the black cloak, let alone his decision.

A soldier looked up at the figure in the air and occasionally saw Jiang Xiao's face, recognizing the youth who had appeared on the world stage many times.

Below the bell, the soldiers had an incredibly calm heart, and they listened willingly and could not help but retreat at their feet.

And the soldiers who were still engaged with the Arrow Mountains quickly disengaged from the battle circle, kicked with their feet, shoulders, and pillars of fire to overthrow the stars, laying out a wide variety of means, quickly disengaging their opponents, and retreating as well.

Jiang Xiaozheng stood at high altitude and looked out at the view.

Looking far away at the mountainous arrow hills,

We also saw the intersecting and dense spatial gate of hemp, the arrow mountain tribe that fell out of the gate and the ruins. We didn't know what was going on, so we followed the massive influx of people in the rear and rushed south together.

Eyes swept through this layer and layer of chaotic battlefield, through bows and arrows of all colors, far away, Jiang Xiao saw the distant mountain above, another team of confused soldiers.

Even Jiang Xiao's naked eyes were obstructed, but the domain tears ranged to encompass opposite camps.

They're using a special star technique, "Evacuate the crowd," specifically to drive out the Arrow Mountains.

And that momentum, that's where it should come from.

Jiang Xiao's tears dripped between the two alpines, in a relatively flat area, and countless Arrow Mountains either fell to the ground and cried on their knees, or went mad and attacked indiscriminately.

Such a scene obviously attracted the attention of the other side as well.

A man dressed in a crown, with a long bow and a bearded face, riding a flaming horse, flew quickly and stood on the far side of the sky.

His sharp eyes, like falcons, seemed to be able to see Jiang Xiao through a layer of rain screen.

Instead, he was seen shooting bows and arrows, a series of white feather arrows, quickly positioned in the air, pouring a bombing arrow downwards.

The range in which the arrows were poured was particularly ingenious, until then, he was not destroying the viable forces of the Mountain Arrow, but letting the arrows blow up on the left and right sides of the Mountain Army, as well as behind the slope.

Such acts are undoubtedly driving the Arrow Mountains further south.

But... unexpectedly, those arrow mountain clans who cried and cried on the plains, did not panic, did not get up and flee, a desperate them... at this moment, nothing seems to matter anymore.

The bearded man looked up at the cloudy sky and lowered his head, looking to the distant side of the sky, to the same person who was drifting in the air, willing to be a “target”.

Yes, in front of the Arrow Mountains, if you dare to fly in the air, you must have some skill!

Anyone, even if you are a star sea shield, is definitely going nowhere in front of thousands of Arrow Mountains. The bearded man now dares to fly in the air because the momentum of the star and beast community under his feet has gained momentum. An arrow mountain star and beast follow the waves and follow the crowded crowd, constantly pouring south.

But seeing the little black dot poke out, the bearded man looked shocked and seemed to realize who they were coming from!

“Buzz...” a giant creature appeared quietly, swimming slowly in the air, the whale of the sky, so loud, as if it were coming from the sky, hidden enough to spill beneath this cloudy sky.

Once this creature appeared, in conjunction with the sudden rain, the bearded man understood that the support in front of him was the so-called "Huaxia Poison Milk” and "Legendary Aid”.

The bearded man, like everyone else, watched this “little poison milk” fall across the river on TV and on the stage of the World Cup, but he didn't expect to see a real person on the battlefield!

“Humph," the bearded man whimpered coldly, just wondering if the boy was the master of a great reputation over power. Step out of the ring with the knife and enter the battlefield, can the boy still “destroy the world” like that?