A red blade about one meter long burst out from Albert's hand.
He swung the long, silk-like blade and chopped it down fiercely at the blood-eyed black tiger!
Albert, who was experienced, knew very well that he had to kill the horse first before killing the man.
Similarly, in this situation, the only thing to do is to kill the mount first.
Only after this burly warrior lost his powerful mobility could his fighting power be on the same level as his own.
Otherwise, the repeated attacks with the power of the mount alone would be too much for him to handle.
Mond sat on the broad back of the blood-eyed black tiger and saw Albert's sword falling towards the black tiger.
He sneered, "How naive!"
"court death!"
Mond shouted loudly, and the lava law suddenly erupted from the Soul-Destroying Demon Sword in his hand.
The incomparably powerful lava divine power, with its terrifying properties of explosion and burning, suddenly struck down!
Moreover, the enormous pressure from the Soul-Slaying Sword was also very strong, as if it was pointing directly at people's hearts.
The aura from the sword, as soon as it was released, caused Albert to tremble slightly.
His eyes opened angrily.
The pupil of the eye immediately shrank to the size of a needle tip.
At this moment, a huge fear suddenly seized his heart.
Albert knew that this was the most critical moment in his life.
He raised the long sword that was originally falling towards the blood-eyed black tiger with all his strength.
He resisted the Soul-Slaying Demon Sword from above.
when-
The swords collided, and the huge sound of metal clashing was heard violently.
At the same time, an extremely powerful energy, like a tsunami, swept in all directions.
boom-
The ground centered around the two of them suddenly exploded with a loud bang.
The extremely powerful pressure and overwhelming divine strength directly pressed half of Albert's leg into the ground.
Even so, Albert still felt the pressure on him increasing.
Suddenly, there was a crisp clang, which made Albert's pupils dilate. A voice of despair in his heart rang in his ears.
The saber in his hand suddenly shattered at this moment.
This long sword that had accompanied Albert on his travels for more than ten years was like the saber of the other half of his life, and it broke in an instant.
Just as desperate as Albert felt at the moment.
Finished!
He thought so.
Mond looked at the gray-haired werewolf in front of him and struck down with his sword again without hesitation.
Kill this third-grade high-level werewolf leader with just one sword!
Ding, absorb the origin of the laws of the third-grade high-level jackal sub-god and gain one thousand five hundred energy points!
Ding, absorb the origin of the laws of the third-grade high-level jackal sub-god and gain one thousand five hundred energy points!
Ding, kill the third-grade high-level jackal sub-god and obtain 15,000 evolution points!
…
A series of system prompts sounded in Ye Fan's mind.
He looked at the dead Albert and smiled slightly. He finally had the origin of the laws of a third-grade advanced warrior.
A rolling hot current surged within the sword.
The pure source of the laws poured in.
Ye Fan gained a lot.
He whispered softly: "Sure enough, only the stronger the warrior, the more powerful the origin of the law, can I gain more power!"
At the same time, Mond also felt a heat flow coming from the sword.
The Albert who was killed this time comprehended the law of fire.
Sharing the same origin as Mond's Lava Law, his understanding of the Lava Law was further deepened.
Mond looked around and saw that his barbarian cavalry, wolf cavalry, and savage cavalry all began to fight with the werewolf guards.
They were blessed with some of the fox girl Irene's war techniques, which greatly improved their overall strength.
Moreover, the magic damage in the early stage and the arrow rain damage during the later attack created some advantages.
But these 3,600 werewolf warriors are elite after all.
With rich combat experience, he quickly stabilized his position and began to defend and counterattack in an organized manner.
When Mond saw this scene, his eyes lit up.
He lowered his head and glanced at Albert's shriveled body, then slashed down with the Soul-Slaying Sword and directly picked up Albert's shriveled head.
Mond rode on a tall black tiger with blood-red pupils, holding up Albert's head with his sword, his divine power surged, and he shouted with all his might: "Your leader is dead!"
"Surrender and you won't be killed!"
His voice, which contained divine power, spread far away.
Throughout the battlefield, all the warring parties heard his roar.
All the werewolf guards looked at Mond in great surprise.
They looked at the sword in Mond's hand.
There was a shriveled head on it.
Although the head seemed to be weathered and very thin.
But you can also see the face on it very clearly.
It was undoubtedly Abbott himself.
All the soldiers saw that Albert was actually shot.
I was very shocked.
The leader was killed, which was a huge blow to morale.
Norman was the first to react, and he shouted along with Mond: "Your leader is dead!"
"Surrender and you won't be killed!"
Then, all the warriors under Mond shouted loudly: "The leader is dead!"
"Surrender and you won't be killed!"
"The leader is dead!"
"Surrender and you won't be killed!"
"… "
The deafening roar spread throughout the caravan.
Of the more than 3,600 elite gnoll guards, only about 2,500 are left.
But even so, when the real fight starts, they still have enough advantages.
At this moment, with the death of Albert, the morale of these people instantly fell to the bottom.
Among the 2,500 soldiers, half of them laid down their weapons and knelt down in surrender on the spot.
The other half are still struggling hard.
Mond's eyes were cold and he drove the blood-eyed black tiger to kill him.
The deep red sword light was hot, surging, and had the effect of lava exploding.
He came in front of those who were still struggling to resist and started to slash in all directions with his sword.
The terrifying crimson sharp sword light was like a wave cutting through the air, moving in all directions and covering all surroundings.
Each sword beam extended seven or eight meters in length.
Every sword beam is unmatched.
But Mond's control over divine power is truly exquisite.
None of those who surrendered were accidentally injured.
Only those who fought hard were killed on the spot by the eight sword beams.
Ding, absorb the origin of the laws of the second-grade primary sub-god and gain three hundred points of energy!
Ding, absorb the origin of the laws of the second-grade primary sub-god and gain three hundred points of energy!
Ding, kill the second-grade primary sub-god and obtain three thousand evolution points!
…
In this area, only a few of the Werewolf guards were left who were lucky enough not to be affected.
But soon, they discovered that all the werewolf guards killed by Mond's sword were extremely shriveled, as if all the essence of their flesh and blood had been strangely sucked out of their bodies.