Under Yanjiang City Wall, flames soared into the sky, melting the surrounding snow-covered ground.

  In the distant snowy ground, a middle-aged man in gray robes 'Hu Changlao' and Iron Old Man with white temples stood shoulder to shoulder, confidently watching the siege.

  "Come on, brothers!"

  A golden-scaled guard clad in heavy armor let out a loud roar, and the originally rear-positioned golden-scaled guard suddenly accelerated to incredible speed, taking three or four zhang in one step, bringing with him a gust of wild wind as he charged towards the city wall. The arrows shot from the top of the city wall 'thudded' 'thudded' against his body, only leaving small white marks on the heavy armor.

  Hundreds of Golden Scales Guards dispersed and charged forward shoulder to shoulder.

  "Pong!" The leading Jīn Lín Wèi suddenly stomped on the ground, then jumped up again, directly crossing over the six or seven zhang range of flames, and landed on the daggers that his other companions had previously stuck into the city wall.

  It turned out that the first wave of dozens of Golden Scales Guards had only one purpose: to leave behind some daggers, so that everyone would have a foothold.

  Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!

  Dozens of Golden Scales Guards almost simultaneously stepped on the dagger and fiercely kicked upwards.

  "Down!!!!!" A hoarse roar came from the city wall.

  "Wow~~~~"

  One by one, the large iron pots were heated to a boil and then suddenly overturned, pouring down scalding hot water and oil mercilessly. Under the scorching hot oil and water, the first wave of dozens of Golden Scale Guards jumped up, bowing their heads and letting the boiling oil pour down on them as they desperately clung to the top of the city wall.

  Low, husky growls emanated from the mouths of these golden-scaled guards.

  "Kill!" A sword was swung towards the fingers of the Golden Scales, or split towards their faces. Usually several soldiers attacked these Golden Scales at the same time.

  "Clang!" "Clang!"

  Iron gauntlets on both hands, sparks splashing on the helmet mask, not a few golden scales fell down, but more golden scales rushed up to the wall. The leading golden scale grinned hideously and shouted: "Brothers, kill!" The roar echoed in the sky above Yanjiang City.

  "Kill!"

  "Kill!"

  Each of the golden scale guards let out a bloodthirsty roar.

  "Pong!" A slap, directly slapping a soldier's head to burst open, brain splashing everywhere. Then he pulled out the war knife from his waist and wildly hacked and slashed. One by one, the golden scale guards were like wolves entering a sheep flock.

  "The dog is dead." A middle-aged city guard held a pot of hot oil and splashed it at an incoming Golden Scale Guard!

  Wow!

  Before he could react, hot oil seeped through his mask and splashed all over Jin Lin's face.

  "Ah ah ah~~~" The Golden Scale Guard let out a painful scream, grabbing his head and rolling around on the ground. His face was completely scorched, his eyeballs were also burnt, the pain caused the Golden Scale Guard to rip off his helmet, apparently, inside the helmet was full of hot oil. But——

  "Whoosh!" The middle-aged man, Hyōei, swiftly swung the war sword in his hand and beheaded this Golden Scaled Guard.

  "Great job, Uncle Liu!" a young guard beside him exclaimed excitedly.

  "Be careful." The middle-aged man, Hyōe's face changed greatly.

  "Whoa!" A knife flashed by, and the young man's eyes widened as blood gushed out of his chest. He then fell to the ground with a thud. A golden figure rushed towards Hyōe, shouting "You killed my brother! Die!" The golden figure was extremely furious.

  "The dog said so." The middle-aged man, Hyōe, shouted loudly and killed him.

  ……

  "Get out of here." The commander of the Yangcheng City Guard, Wu Huan, kicked a Golden Scale Guard with lightning speed from the side, sending him flying and crashing to the ground below.

  This Wu Huan, can become a team leader, is naturally also a first-rate martial artist.

  "This is terrible." Wu Huan looked up at the city wall, and in a short moment, hundreds of Golden Scale Guards had already rushed up. The defending soldiers were also relying on their numbers to temporarily hold their ground, "In this period of time, more than 100 people have died. If it continues like this, after another few hundred casualties, I'm afraid they will collapse."

  "The Black Armor Army can't make it." Wu Huan's face changed color.

  Three Golden Scales Guards, like three steel beasts, surrounded Wu Huan, who had nowhere to escape.

  "Clang!" "Whoosh!"

  An arm flew up in the air.

  "Pffft!" "Pffft!" "Pffft!" "Pffft!" "Pffft!"...

  A series of sonic booms rang out.

  "I, I'm not dead?" Wu Huan's eyes widened in shock. He saw that the three Golden Scale Guards around him had their heads shot through, with bullet holes on their helmets. The three Golden Scale Guards fell to the ground with a loud thud. It wasn't just these three Golden Scale Guards; within a single breath, more than ten Golden Scale Guards fell!

  This shocked all the Golden Scaled Guards on the wall.

  Hoo! Hoo!

  Teng Qing Shan in his heavy black iron armor and Yan Lao in his simple leather armor both appeared on the wall.

  "Green Mountain, not bad." Elder Yan smiled and then his figure moved.

  "Clang!" "Clang!"...

  All that could be seen was the dazzling silver sword light flickering constantly. A figure moved at an astonishing speed, and wherever the figure passed, a Golden Scale Guard fell.

  "A congenital strongman!!!!" A terrified cry rang out.

  "Let them all die." Teng Qing Shan's eyes swept coldly over the wall, his left hand holding a small cloth bag of stones. The bag was placed on the ground, and Teng Qing Shan's hands simultaneously grasped the stones, transforming into phantoms. One by one, the stones in Teng Qing Shan's hands transformed into terrifying killing tools!

  "Pffft!" "Pffft!" "Pffft!"...

  Compared to the 'Yan Old Man' of Xiantian Jindan, each stone on Teng Qing Mountain is even more terrifying. After all, when Yan Old Man arrived, those Jinlin guards immediately dodged and retreated, and Yan Old Man still needed to rely on speed to rush over.

  Khentii Mountains are different.

  As soon as a pebble is thrown out, it represents the disappearance of one life.

  With Teng Qing Shan's double-handed finger strength, the pebbles he shot out had a power no less than that of the large-caliber sniper rifles of his previous life. Each pebble could penetrate the hard helmets and pierce through the skulls of these Golden Scale Guards. Moreover, Teng Qing Shan's hidden weapon skills were accurate and flawless!

  Both hands, that is two Barrett sniper rifles, and the firing speed is two shots per second! The bullets are cheap 'stones'.

  ……

  On the darkened city wall of Yanjiang, a massacre is taking place!

  It was the Golden Scales who slaughtered ordinary guards before. Now, it's Tan Qing Shan and Yan Lao who are slaughtering these Golden Scales.

  "Fall back!"

  "RETREAT!!!"

  A loud shout came from the snowy ground below the city, and one by one, the Golden Scales quickly jumped down from the wall head. Even if these Golden Scales escaped, the penetrating 'stone' still broke through the air and pierced the heads of four more Golden Scales, only then did the other Golden Scales arrive at the bottom of the city.

  They arrived at the city gate, and another Golden Scale Guard's head was shot through, crashing to the ground.

  "Run, run, run fast!" The Golden Scales Guards, who were running faster than leopards, were on the verge of collapse. Even as they ran, their companions around them fell one by one, and the sound of powerful explosions echoed in their ears until they had run dozens of yards away. Only then did Shi Zi stop, but they didn't dare to stop, and continued to run all the way to a hundred yards away.

  On the snowy ground.

  Those golden-armored warriors turned their heads to look at their companions, each and every one of them pale-faced, weakly sitting on the ground, with fear filling their eyes.

  ******

  "Haha, I won!"

  "We won!"

  The soldiers on the city wall of Yanjiang cheered excitedly, and the brief siege had indeed frightened them, but in the end they won. The soldiers who lost their brothers and friends even kicked and beat the corpses of the Golden Scales Guards to vent their emotions.

  "Hmm." Teng Qing Shan stood on the city wall, gazing out at the Golden Scale Guards in the distance on the snowy ground. "They really did escape quickly."

  Teng Qing Shan also clenched his fists, just a moment ago, he shot out so many "stones" at such high speed, and each stone had to have such strong penetration power...... This required a very high level of dexterity from Teng Qing Shan's ten fingers, fortunately, Teng Qing Shan had been practicing his hands and fingers since childhood.

  "Green Mountain." Yan Lao walked over with a hint of blood on his body, his eyes full of astonishment.

  "Old Yan." Teng Qing Shan smiled and turned around.

  "You're so skilled in using hidden weapons, I've never heard of it before." Old Yan glanced at the cloth bag beside him, and probably no one would believe that ordinary stones could take the life of precious Golden Scales Guards. "Just now, you killed how many Golden Scales Guards? There should be over a hundred, right?"

  "On the city wall, the Golden Scales killed eighty-two, and below the city, the Golden Scales killed thirty-three," said Teng Qing Shan.

  Yan Zhanglao couldn't believe his eyes: "I just killed 21 Golden Scales Guards, but Qing Shan, you've killed 115 Golden Scales Guards."

  "Sir Yan." The city guard commander, Wu Huan, hurried over and saluted respectfully. He then looked at Teng Qing Shan, hesitated for a moment, as among the four great leaders, he knew three of them... but not the person in front of him. However, Teng Qing Shan's attire clearly indicated his identity as a leader, so Wu Huan quickly guessed who he was.

  "Thanks to General Teng for saving my life." Wu Huan said respectfully, but in his heart he was marveling at the incredible skill of General Teng's hidden weapons. The Golden Scales Guards were falling one by one.

  ……

  The soldiers on top of Yanjiang city wall were moving their companions' corpses one by one, the bloody smell spreading all over the wall.

  And under the city wall, on the snowy ground a hundred zhang away from the city wall.

  "Liu Baifu, you said you didn't see clearly what kind of hidden weapon it was?" Iron Old Man with white temples on both sides shouted angrily.

  Even if it's a congenitally strong person, they can't see it at all, with a distance of hundreds of feet away, at the speed and volume of a stone.

  His body was covered in blood, and Jin Lin's eyes still had a hint of fear: "Iron Elder, I only heard the piercing sound of breaking through the air, and then my brothers fell one by one... They died too quickly, too quickly, falling down one by one. We escaped to the foot of the city, but that piercing sound continued to ring out, every time it rang out, another brother would fall! That ear-piercing sound kept ringing out, too quickly. We fled from the foot of the city, and in just two or three breaths, a large group of brothers fell!"

  "Old Iron, Master!"

  A shrill voice rang out, and a young man with tears streaming down his face suddenly knelt before the two elders, sobbing, "I beg of you, please avenge my brother's death by killing that murderer. Master!!!" These Golden Scale Guards, who had barely escaped with their lives, did not have the courage to charge forward again.

  This young man didn't have the confidence to avenge himself, he could only ask his master!

  "Set up camp on the spot!" The middle-aged man in gray robes gave a cold order, ignoring his own disciple.

  Tie and Hu were in the camp not far away.

  "Sneak attack failed!" The middle-aged man in grey robes looked towards the camp, "These Golden Scale Guards have completely lost their morale!"

  That white-browed old man, Iron Long, was furious and indignant: "Hú Lǎo Lǎo, five hundred Golden Scales Guards! My Qing Hu Island only has two thousand Golden Scales Guards in total! In just a short moment, nearly one hundred and fifty people have died! My Qing Hu Island has never suffered such a great loss. Who could have created such a terrifying hidden weapon that can pierce through the Golden Scales Guards' helmets? And in just a short while, over a hundred people were killed... how many of these hidden weapon experts are there in Yan Jiang City?"

  "Returning to the Yuan sect, indeed hidden and not exposed!" The middle-aged man in gray robes looked at Yanjiang City from a distance, "After occupying this Yanjiang City, it's best to capture these dark weapon experts alive!"

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