I Have a City in a Different World

"This is the control area of ​​the Holy Dragon City. Those who come will stop, or they will be killed on the spot!"

A fully-armed soldier of the Second Legion stood directly in front of these alien monks and shouted at the enemy with a gun. Teana Fiction WWW. ⒉3TXT. COM

Even if there are dozens of alien monks on the opposite side, even if the opponent's cultivation base is higher than him, but behind him is his defensive area, and no unrelated personnel are absolutely not allowed to approach.

Because this was his duty, the warrior did not hesitate.

That courage alone is worthy of praise.

Seeing this, the soldiers of the Holy Dragon City on the side quickly gathered and raised their weapons at the same time.

"What did he say to let us leave quickly?"

The alien cultivator on the opposite side was stunned when he heard the words, and then burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, are these humans crazy!"

"How dare you yell at us, it's really boring!"

"Whatever you want, just kill it and it's over!"

These alien cultivators talked a lot, completely ignoring the Saint Dragon City soldiers standing in front of the wild building.

Even if there are more and more Holy Dragon City warriors coming over after hearing the sound, they don't take it to heart, they just make presumptuous comments and ridicule.

They are just some weak human races, and they can slaughter arbitrarily with just one shock of riding a beast.

In the eyes of these alien monks, they have never even regarded the human race as an equal creature.

The reason why they haven't started is just because they haven't figured out the origins of these building city warriors, for fear that the other party is a human servant army of an alien building city.

In some alien buildings, there is a habit of using human beings as cannon fodder troops.

A man dressed in a collar among the alien cultivators turned around and whispered a few words, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Immediately, an alien cultivator stepped forward and shouted in the language of the human race: "We are the cultivators of the Tusi tribe. May I ask which fighters of the city are you?"

After Yan Bi provocatively looked at the soldiers of the Holy Dragon City,

Full of contempt.

"To repeat, we are the Second Army of the Holy Dragon City!

This wild building in front of you is now owned by the Holy Dragon City, please leave immediately! "

A well-built Sacred Dragon City officer came out and shouted coldly at the alien monk.

"Sacred Dragon City, what place is it?"

Hearing the words, the cultivator of the alien race turned around and asked his subordinates.

"Sacred Dragon City, never heard of it."

"I do know that there is a Black Rock City nearby, which is a fourth-level human city!"

"It doesn't matter if it's Holy Dragon City or Black Rock City, as long as it's a human city, you don't need to pay attention to them?"

This alien monk thought for a while, and asked his subordinates: "What kind of monk is the city owner of your Holy Dragon City?"

"Nonsense, of course it's a human monk!"

The officer of the Holy Dragon City snorted coldly and waved to the soldiers to raise their guns and load them.

The old-fashioned rifle from the Japanese island used by the Second Legion of the Holy Dragon City, with a bayonet length of 1.6 meters, is a strange short spear in the eyes of these alien monks.

For this "short-spear" weapon, they were not at all dismissive.

The officer of the Holy Dragon City looked blankly at the alien cultivator on the opposite side, secretly preparing for the battle.

He has already seen the small calculus of these alien monks, and he just wants to figure out where he came from, and then decide whether to do it.

According to the urine of these alien monks, after confirming that they are from the human race, I am afraid they will immediately tear their faces.

Sure enough, the alien cultivator sneered when he heard that the warriors came from the human race, and made a vague gesture behind him.

From the beginning to the end, none of them had Tang Zhen standing behind the Yelou, otherwise they would not dare to be so presumptuous.

Seeing the gestures of their companions, these alien monks grinned in unison, and quietly drew out the war knives around their waists.

In their eyes, these human cultivators with strange spears only need one charge to slash most of them, and the rest are lambs slaughtered at will.

A strong horse-riding beast attacking a weak human infantryman is a one-sided crush, and victory is sure to be won!

The soldiers of the Holy Dragon City on the opposite side also had a cold look on their faces. They knew the power of firearms and were waiting to shoot these alien monks to death.

Both sides have the means of self-confidence and victory, and who is stronger or weaker, only one side can see the difference.

The two camps were quiet for a while, but the killing intent that was bulging in the air quickly collided, colliding with invisible sparks.

A gust of wind came, blowing the fine dust from the ground, floating in the open space in front of the two sides.

This seems to be a signal, so that the fighting spirit accumulated by both sides will instantly burst!

"kill!"

The alien cultivators let out a loud roar, and the four-hoof force of the horse-riding beast under his crotch suddenly sprinted out.

The alien monk who rode the beast wielded a sharp sword, his eyes were full of bloodthirsty killing intent, and his face was full of hideous expressions.

When it hits the Terran camp, the accumulated killing intent will be released through the sword, and the enemy will be cut in half!

"Fire!"

Following the officer's order, nearly a hundred rifles spewed flames at the same time, and these bullets roared out, carrying the anger of the soldiers, and slammed into the bodies of the alien cultivators.

At the same time as the gunshots sounded, the alien cultivator who was charging, immediately fell to the ground "crackling" like a fruit that was vigorously hit after maturity.

The alien cultivator who had been clamoring the most before, now covered his chest with horror and pain on his face, and fell down from the riding beast with an unwilling face.

The alien cultivator who fell into the dust had no time to struggle, but was stepped on his chest by a mad riding beast. After struggling twice, he was completely silent.

Beside his corpse, there are also various monks of the alien race, all of which have been trampled into inhuman form.

An alien cultivator wielding a sword, the bullet tore off half of his neck, his frantic expression had already turned into pain and unwillingness, and blood gushed out on the back of the beast.

The soldiers of the Holy Dragon City overturned two-thirds of the alien monks with just one shot, completely disrupting the charging formation.

The remaining alien cultivators were either wounded, or were embarrassed by the madly wounded riding beasts, scurrying around in front of the formation.

Looking at his subordinates who were mostly damaged, the alien cultivator's eyes were blood red, and he couldn't help roaring again and again.

At this moment, he realized that the opponent was not using a short spear, but a musket he had never seen before!

At this time, the distance between those human race warriors was only more than twenty meters, but in his heart, there was a feeling that he could not cross.

Another shot rang out, and the alien cultivator felt a pain in the brow bone, and then fell to the ground with a black eye.

The last scene he saw before he lost consciousness was a holy dragon city soldier raising his bayonet and stabbing a seriously injured alien monk in the heart.

The eyes of the two people in the dust met, full of pain and unwillingness...