nbsp; The men and horses in the charge were unexpectedly surprised. Their momentum suddenly stagnated, their momentum weakened and then exhausted, and their minds went blank. <Binghuo#中文 www..com
Just when the witchcraft momentum of the people and horses weakened, Xiao Zhan's golden Howling Sky Tiger and Nan Erming's green giant python rushed into the crowd of people and horses, causing a wave of people to fall on their backs.
The ruins of the walls, the rubble on the ground, the dust and smoke billowing in the sky, the men and horses immediately fell to the ground. The men and horses in the early five-star stage were unable to compete with Xiao Yan and others once they got close.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the men and horses made a sharp turn, widened the distance, accelerated instantly, and scattered in all directions, making Xiao Yan and others unable to track them.
While moving at high speed, the men and horses shot their spears and bent their bows, and the arrows brought up the whistling shadows, once again slowing down the rapid approach of Ziying and others, making the legendary evaluation of them "no need to stop and turn around the mount" , she is both a mount and a rider!" She played it vividly.
After the previous battle, the men and horses regrouped and changed their tactics. Taking advantage of their speed, they fired a fatal arrow and immediately moved further away. They ran vertically and horizontally from time to time, taking the opportunity to shoot at a more lethal position. After the attack, thousands of arrows flew and filled the air, causing everyone in the Xiao Zhan shield to have a headache for a while.
"What should I do?" Ziying asked. The men and horses were scattered in all directions, looking at each other. She and Le Shaolong were helpless.
"Damn it, this Centaur Shaman is so cunning. If he doesn't confront us head-on, he won't be able to catch up." Xiao Zhan and Feng Feng were also helpless.
Xiao Zhan and others were not good at speed, but Zi Ying and Le Shaolong were unable to use their maximum speed due to the random arrows. Everyone was helpless for a while.
"Isn't Mr. Xiao's soul fighting skill just now very effective?" Le Shaolong said. Although Xiao Yan's strength is the lowest, his soul power is quite strong. The soul fighting skills just made these people's shamanic movements stop.
"These human and horse shamans are of too high a level for me. My fighting skills can only contain them for a moment at most, and I can't hurt them at all." Xiao Yan smiled bitterly.
"That's enough. As long as it acts as a containment and buys us even a little time, Ziying and I can catch up with them."
Le Shaolong and Ziying's eyes lit up and they made suggestions at the same time.
Xiao Yan nodded, and the Blood Spirit Skill was activated again, and the power of the soul was poured out, and the underworld's wrath was used repeatedly. The sound waves rippled continuously, and a faint halo of light circulated between the ancient ruins. The broken walls and ruins looked increasingly desolate and desolate.
Covered by the power of the soul, the people and horses had no clue what to do and fell into stasis one after another. Although it was only for a moment, it was enough for Ziying and Le Shaolong.
The two of them seemed to have a divine light streaking through the void, their blades shining brightly, and blood splattering everywhere they passed, like the God of Death harvesting life. A large number of them fell down in a blink of an eye.
"I didn't expect that the soul fighting skills of these centaurs, horses, wizards, and souls would be so effective against these people. If it weren't for Young Master Xiao this time, we really wouldn't be able to defeat them." Nan Erming and Feng Feng, who were guarding Young Master Xiao, sighed together.
Seeing such results, Xiao Yan's suppressed heart slowly relaxed. Since entering the fantasy world, the feeling of being protected has made Xiao Yan feel very heavy. Now that he can finally play a role in the team, Xiao Yan is very happy, although the continuous use of soul fighting skills makes him stronger than the souls in the late emperor realm. His strength was quite strenuous, and his brain felt dizzy due to overdraft, but he gritted his teeth and persisted. Although his face was pale, there was a smile of relief at the corner of his mouth.
"Young Master Xiao, can you persist?" Xiao Zhan asked anxiously when he saw that Xiao Yan's expression was wrong.
"Why don't you take a rest first? There aren't many people left, so there won't be any danger if someone slips through the net." Feng Feng also spoke up.
Xiao Yan shook his head, bit his lip, and continued to run the Blood Spirit Art, cooperating with the Wrath of the Underworld to let Zi Ying and Le Shaolong harvest the last remnants.
The crisis in the illusion is constant, and no one knows what will happen in the next moment. It is not wise to let the tiger return to the mountain. Xiao Yan knows this very well. Fortunately, with the assistance of Blood Spirit Art, the duration and power of Huangquan Tianwu have been increased. Xiao Yan Yan Dao is not unable to support it.
Everything was a foregone conclusion. The men, horses, and wizards were running away with fear on their faces, but they could not change the fate of being killed. As a five-star early-stage Warcraft, the centaur witches never dreamed that the key to their final annihilation was a young man in the early three-star stage. He glanced reluctantly in the direction of Xiao Yan for the last time. The few remaining centaur witches The gun covered his throat, and his body fell weakly to the ground. The dust on the ground covered up the vitality. The ground was soaked with blood, but his soul had long since ended.
