Fei's tone was a little too frivolous. Everyone could see his hypocrisy and fell into silence. If she could make her own decision, she wouldn't care about any secrets. In order to enhance her own strength and complete a legend, Anacita sneaked into the mercenary country without telling other elders. As a result, all her plans were ruined and she herself was severely damaged. These days, the Mark of Divine Glory appears every moment. They were all torturing her, letting her taste what it was like to be in agony, and An Fei was the culprit who caused her so much pain! It's a pity that she hated her, but she couldn't really do anything. In order to calm the anger of other elders, she took the initiative to invite Ying to preside over the siege. The most important task was to catch An Fei alive.
"Must I take the first shot?" An Fei's eyes swept over Buzuliano and the undead knight. The two of them were still confronting each other, and there was still no sign of action. An Fei couldn't help but shook his head: " let's start!"
The Oguandao drew a light trajectory in the air. Also light was An Fei's figure. Compared with the ferocious Buzuliano, An Fei was as graceful as a passing baby swallow, with his toes on his toes. With a slight tap on the ground, he could slide out seven or eight meters away. With only a few flashes, he had already rushed to the group of zombies. Then he jumped up in the air and split Huashan Mountain with one move. Guandao slashed at the head of a dark knight with an unstoppable momentum.
An Fei is a person who is used to disguising himself. Even when he has no time or energy to think, he will subconsciously create an illusion. On the surface, he is very relaxed and even has a bit of a joke, but this does not mean that He's really relaxed. At this moment, An Fei has unleashed all his potential. He doesn't know why Silanberg insists on moving forward. I don’t know if they have any backup plan. But it is no longer useful to think about those things at this time. Although he hates that he is not qualified to make plans and has to pin all his hopes on others, the only thing he can do now is to delay time. Protect everyone before Silanberg plays its trump card.
The inner breath is running in An Fei's body at an unprecedented speed. Under the relaxed appearance, there is terrifying power. His eyes have lost all emotion, and all that is left is silence, boundless silence.
The dark knight still had the fighting instinct, raising his knight's gun with both hands to block An Fei's slash. There was the sound of weapons clashing in the air. The dark knight's body dwarfed, but the Daguan Dao in An Fei's hand suddenly bounced out.
The seemingly ferocious sword power is just an illusion. An Fei knows himself better than anyone else and will never do anything to exploit his strengths and avoid his weaknesses.
At the same time that the Daguan sword bounced up, An Fei stepped out with his kick and stepped on the forehead of the dark knight, making a painful fracture sound. The seemingly light kick actually deformed the dark knight's head. Then An Fei used the force to flip over, turned the long knife, and swept towards the dark knight's armpit.
The Dark Knight still maintained his upward movement. An Fei's long knife had cut into his body, and even knocked him off his horse.
Another dark knight galloped over. Before An Fei could land, he stabbed An Fei in the shoulder with his gun.
Looking at the opponent's gun movement, An Fei understood something. He knocked the big sword in his hand outwards, and his body flew backwards with the help of force. The dark knight's knightly gun tilted outwards, and then continued to charge forward. The knight The gun stabbed An Fei's shoulder again.
An Fei's feet had just landed on the ground, and his body had fallen backwards. The handle of the knife was stuck on the ground, stabilizing the fall and passing the point of the gun. Then the Daguan knife was swung out like lightning, slashing the bone horse. With his horse legs, when the dark knight rushed past An Fei, his figure had suddenly become much shorter. All four legs of the bone horse were chopped off. An ordinary horse would have been lying down long ago, but the bone horse still struggled to try to walk on the ground, but both legs of the dark knight were dragged on the ground. The speed of this kind of crawling can be imagined.
An Fei exerted force on his waist, straightened his body up, then jumped out, spun half a circle in the air, and whizzed the big sword in his hand towards the dark knight's back and neck.
The dark knight reluctantly swung his gun back, but he couldn't block An Fei's attack angle at all. With a thump, the dark knight's head flew up and rolled down in the grass. Sticky black fluid flowed from the incision on his neck. Blood, polluted grass quickly became withered.
Buzuliano's eyes lit up. An expert could tell when he stretched out his hand. He saw that An Fei had reached the level of proficiency in the use of power. He knocked down two dark knights in an instant, leaving the remaining There is no need for him to worry about An Fei anymore.
The remaining three dark knights rushed towards An Fei together, one riding in the lead, two riding behind, and another triangle charge, and this time the knight guns in their hands were pointed at An Fei's vitals.
"Glory..." The dark knight who was confronting Buzureano finally launched an attack. Compared with similar people, his sprint speed was much slower, and the knight gun in his hand also shrank behind him until he was close to Buzureano. When Nuo was seven or eight meters away, he suddenly launched his weapon. The blue ghost horse sitting down drew a blue afterimage, and the knight's gun went straight towards Buzuliano's chest with a fierce momentum.
Buzuliano roared, and swept the knight's spear with his huge bear paw. Although the undead knight's attack was very fierce, Buzuliano, who transformed into a giant bear, had incomparable power. The knight's gun was almost hit by him
, the next moment Buzuliano's left palm fell on the head of the ghost horse, and the head and neck of the ghost horse turned into countless pieces, and the blue flames shot out in all directions. splash down.
Buzureano didn't expect that his attack would have such an effect, but he didn't have time to think about it during the battle. When the undead knight's body just started to fall forward, his right palm had already slapped the undead knight. This time, the attack was easier. The upper body of the undead knight folded backwards, like a broken bamboo branch.
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Buzuliano suddenly felt his eyes blurred. The Orchid Ghost Horse with only half of its body and the broken undead knight turned into smoke at the same time, and then another knight's gun was stabbed towards him.
When Buzuliano realized something was wrong, the knight's gun was less than one meter away from him, and he only had time to wave his left palm to stop it in front of him. At the same time, he also guessed the origin of this knight. The shadow knight from two hundred years ago!
Just before the impact was about to occur, the undead knight's wrist sank slightly, and the knight's spear passed through Buzuliano's bear paw. Stabbing Buzuliano's chest, Buzuliano's reaction was not slow. He sent his left palm forward and slapped the undead knight's body, a completely desperate attack.
With a bang, the knight's spear stabbed Buzuliano in the chest. Dozens of cracks appeared on the silver-white beast Kai, and a hole had been stabbed in the center of the crack, with blood flowing out of it. Buzureano, who transformed into a bear, couldn't help but take a few steps back before reluctantly Stabilized his body.
The undead knight was even worse. Although Buzureano withstood the attack first, the mountain-like giant bear was nearly five meters long, and the bear paws he waved were not much shorter than the knight's gun. The undead knight was still rushing forward and was scratched a little by the bear's paw. This little bit was very serious. Several deep and long holes had been torn out of the dark red armor, and the breast shield on it had long been turned into countless fragments. Buzuliano's bear paws were almost as thick as the undead knight's waist when stretched out, and the sharp armor on the bear's paws was ten centimeters long. As the weapon that druids rely on for melee combat, the sharp armor on the bear's paw is as terrifying as the long sword in the hand of a great swordsman, and can easily tear through most of the armor in the world.
And the upper body of the orchid ghost horse disappeared again, and blue flames bloomed outward from the neck, with a kind of demonic beauty.
If knights and swordsmen become undead creatures after death, their fighting spirit during life will be converted into death energy. Of course, there is a lot of consumption in it. How much they can be transformed depends on the length of their death and the magical control of the dominant necromancer. . Although Anacita is one of the elders of the Necromancer, there is no need to doubt her magic control, but the Shadow Knight has been dead for too long. Compared with the Shadow Knight in its heyday, the current Undead Knight is at least half as strong. Otherwise, his body would not have been torn apart so easily, and Buzuliano's injuries would have been much more serious.
Buzuliano let out a heavy breath, staggering forward slowly step by step. The wound on his chest was no longer bleeding. Unlike swordsmen and knights, druids have a strong sense of self. Healing ability is also a benefit of the location. If he fought in the corrosive fog, such an injury would be enough to take away Buzuliano's life, but on this natural grassland, his wounds have begun to heal.
However, the self-healing ability of the undead knight was obviously more powerful than that of Buzuliano. The dark red armor squirmed like a living thing, and the torn hole shrank at a speed that could be detected by the naked eye. What was even weirder was that the horse no longer had any The dead Orchid Ghost Horse was retreating at a pace that was neither fast nor slow, without any consciousness that it should fall to the ground. It retreated to the edge of the corrosive mist. In the Orchid-colored flame, a new The horse's head came out of his neck, and he shook it, not knowing whether he was proud of it or laughing at something.