The personal security of the beautiful president

At this time, the city gate was closed tightly, and the city wall was already full of guards and monks in the city.

Ding Zhe followed Jin Zijian to the top of the city and looked out, only to see a black mass of monsters wriggling in front of them.

"My mother!"

Jin Zijian's body suddenly went limp, and he was supported by the followers behind him.

Ding Zhe glanced at him and couldn't help but snort coldly.

"Thanks to your high cultivation level, you don't even have any knowledge at all."

Jin Zijian did not refute Ding Zhe's ridicule.

He swallowed, barely standing up straight.

But his legs were shivering like chaff.

The city lord hurried over and stood beside Ding Zhe, gasping for breath.

"Sir, this..."

"What? Are you scared too?"

"Hey, sir, this Great Yancheng is besieged by demons. As the city owner, how can I not worry about it?"

"It's okay."

Ding Zhe had checked when he was on the wall, and among these monsters, there were no demons with too high a cultivation level.

He knew in his heart that even for the demons with a huge base, it would not be easy to train the demons in Da Luo Wonderland.

Even if there were such monsters among the monsters besieging Great Yancheng, Ding Zhe had no fear at all.

After all, he had the experience of killing the demons in Da Luo Wonderland.

Be confident in your heart, and don't panic when things happen.

The demons outside the city were still gathering, and they continued to come towards Great Yancheng from all directions.

Ding Zhe soared into the sky and looked around.

"There are so many monsters, are they going to destroy Great Yancheng?"

Falling from the sky, Ding Zhe came to the city lord.

"The situation is not optimistic. In my opinion, we should take the initiative to attack!"

"This……"

The mayor was a little embarrassed.

"Fart!" Jin Zijian hopped his feet and said, "There are so many monsters out there, attacking them is tantamount to death. To guard the Great Yancheng, at least there is a protective circle!"

Ding Zhe cast a glance at him, and said with disdain: "Do you think that this protective formation can block the attack of monsters? It's ridiculous!"

"You...why do you look down on the ability of my Jin family?"

"Just because your legs are weak when you see a monster!"

"You say it again!"

Ding Zhe didn't want to argue with him, sighed and shook his head.

"Okay! Since you look down on my Jin family so much, do you dare to compete with me?" Jin Zijian shouted.

"Oh?" Ding Zhe looked at him in surprise: "It's really interesting, you still want to compete with me? Tell me, how do you compare?"

"You and I go out of the city to kill monsters, how dare you?"

"Afraid you won't succeed?"

After all, Ding Zhe flew out of the city first, suspended in the air.

Turning around, he hooked his fingers at Jin Zijian.

Jin Zijian gritted his teeth and was sweating profusely. The followers behind him hurriedly pulled him back.

"Master, no!"

"Go away! Is this young master going to be despised by that person for the rest of his life?"

Jin Zijian shook off his entourage's hand and flew into the sky.

He was suspended a few feet beside Ding Zhe, looking down at the monster in front of him, swallowing his saliva.

"Ha ha."

Ding Zhe sneered and took the lead in attacking.

The little yellow sword flew out in an instant, and with a cold light, it directly entered the army of monsters.

As patches of black mist flew up, the lives of countless monsters were harvested.

Little Huang Jian returned to Ding Zhe's side with a spotless blade.

Ups and downs, as if showing off to Ding Zhe.

"Good job." Ding Zhe nodded with a smile.

Little Huang Jian heard Ding Zhe's words, and rubbed against Ding Zhe's body again and again.

Seeing this, Jin Zijian showed a disdainful expression.

"Hmph! What's so great, look at this young master!"

I saw his whole body trembling, a golden light shone instantly, and dozens of magic weapons surrounded him in an instant.

"Kill Ben less!"

He waved his hands forward, and those magic weapons rushed towards the demon army ahead.

Seeing this, the corners of Ding Zhe's mouth twitched involuntarily.

A local tyrant is indeed a local tyrant, and he has a lot of treasures on him.

He can take out so many magic weapons casually. If it wasn't for the limitation of his cultivation, Ding Zhe would definitely think that he would be able to sacrifice more magic weapons.

There was a wail from the army of monsters, and many monsters died tragically under those magic weapons.

"Hahahaha!" Jin Zijian looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, his expression was beyond words.

He turned to look at Ding Zhe.

"How? Is this young master's magic weapon okay?"

"Hmph! Not so good!"

What Ding Zhe said was not to look down on him, it was actually these magic weapons controlled by Jin Zijian. Although many monsters had been killed, they did not look good. When they returned, some of the magic weapons still had the stumps of monsters on them.

"You look down on me? I haven't used my full strength yet!"

"Noisy."

Ding Zhe snorted coldly, and the whole person had already jumped out.

The little yellow sword was lingering around his body, Ding Zhe put one hand behind his back, and with the other hand he tapped casually, the little yellow sword rushed out to reap the life of the monster.

"Playing handsome? This young master can do it too!"

Seeing that Jin Zijian's physical momentum exploded suddenly, more magic weapons were sacrificed by him.

On the ramparts, his followers began to shout.

"Jin Shao is mighty!"

"Jin Shao is the most handsome!"

"Young Master Jin! Kill a monster without leaving a piece of armor behind!"

"..."

Jin Zijian turned his head and smiled, then rushed into the army of monsters.

Ding Zhe not only frowned, but he knew the temper of the demons.

Now it's just taking advantage of the demons' attack and collecting some interest first.

Once the real war starts, the demons will overwhelm the sky and overwhelm the earth.

At that time, let alone the two monks, I am afraid that all the monks in Great Yancheng will stand up, and they will definitely not be the opponents of the demons.

Originally, he wanted to stop Jin Zijian from rushing too deep in, but Jin Shao obviously didn't understand, and with the addition of his entourage, he would show his demeanor to his entourage even more.

But after killing for a while, Ding Zhe found that his worry was unnecessary.

Don't look at this Young Master Jin who spends his days drinking and drinking, but his cultivation level is truly a mid-level golden wonderland.

Dealing with these monsters in front of them is as easy as cutting vegetables.

"It's best not to encounter high-level monsters, otherwise it will be troublesome." Ding Zhe secretly said.

With the attack of the two, the Warcraft army finally responded.

In the depths of the army, there was a sudden roar.

This is the signal of Warcraft to launch a counterattack.

Sure enough, countless monsters turned around at the same time and charged towards the two of them.

Ding Zhe was suspended in the air, his hands forming seals at the same time.

The little yellow sword hovered beside him to protect him.

"Wanjian Chaozong!"

As soon as he stopped drinking, the little yellow sword instantly turned into thousands of yellow lights and flew towards the army of monsters.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of monsters fell down.

Looking at Jin Zijian again, although he controls many magic weapons, he is not flustered at all, but his forehead is already slightly sweating.

"Hey! If you don't know how to preserve your strength, how will you fight later?"

Ding Zhe's worry is not unreasonable, because the scene before him has confirmed his guess.

A higher level of monsters has already appeared, mixed in the army of monsters.

"Young Master Jin, be careful!" Ding Zhe reminded.

But that Jin Zijian just cast a glance at him, and continued to urge his cultivation base to attack.