The distress message couldn't be sent, so anxious that Yang Guang's heart was dripping blood. I only hope that the two pioneers in front can find out in time that the brigade has not followed, and go to the defenders on the edge of the abyss as soon as possible, but this place is still seventy or eighty miles away, and the daylily will be cold when the rescue soldiers are moved. How will you survive until then?

Without the barrier of the earthen wall, the short Dragon Seeking Realm martial artist stepped forward with an arrow, and the dagger slashed upward, cutting open the neck artery of an instructor. The instructor's chanting stopped abruptly, and he fell straight down while feeling his throat. Dozens of warriors who had been blocked before also rushed forward, and the situation was very critical.

"What should I do?" a faculty member asked Yang Guang anxiously.

"You're on. Go and block that short man. Yang Guang said weakly.

"How could I beat him?" The instructor named Li Jingtao retreated back, although his body was the strongest among the instructors, but when he saw the fierce scene of the short martial artist sealing his throat with a knife, how could he dare to fight against him?

"Magicians are not afraid of any battle. You major in thunder magic, and your strength is second only to mine. Yang Guang spit out the bloody phlegm in his mouth and said, "If you can't stop him and let him break into the formation, we will all die without a place to bury." Don't worry, I'm here to help. ”

As the sound of Yang Guang's incantation fell, a layer of brown essence armor floated on Li Jingtao's body, but there was no sense of heaviness, and he couldn't help but admire Yang Guang's subtlety of his control over the elements. He thought that his right arm was still planted with a gold-based second-order structure, and he finally raised his confidence, so let's fight!

At this time, several instructors in front of the formation were showing their own housekeeping skills, while guarding against the sneak attack of the short martial artists, and on the other hand, they had to contain the attacks of the rest of the martial artists, making them embarrassed. Li Jingtao dragged an iron rod surrounded by purple thunder light to fight with the short warriors, just to relieve them.

The short martial artist did not dare to resist the iron rod blessed by the power of the elements, and kept jumping away with his strange body style, repeatedly avoiding Li Jingtao's attacks. This greatly increased Li Jingtao's confidence, and the thunder on the iron rod was even stronger, pestering the short warrior to chase and beat fiercely.

"Jing Tao, hold on!" Yang Guang shouted hoarsely, three spells in a row almost exhausted his magic power, "The rest of the people, concentrate their firepower to sweep, dare to go to the former, don't hesitate to kill!"

Without the restraint of the short martial artist, the instructors used all their strength, and the fire bomb technique, the wind blade technique, and the golden needle technique bombarded over in turn. These long-range spells made dozens of warriors tired of dodging, unable to attack for a long time, but with flesh on their bodies.

But he said that the tall warrior with the broken palm was completely enraged. With the experience of the past, he did not fight with Lan Xin in close combat, he pulled out a broad sword from behind and swung it wildly, and one after another sword qi slashed towards Lan Xin, slashing the ground with sand and dust.

"Be careful!" Yang Guanggao shouted. Lan Xin was dodging the bombardment of sword qi and didn't seem to hear his words.

At this time, it was already too late, and the short warrior with the dagger suddenly erupted, widened the distance between him and Li Jingtao, and approached Lan Xin under the cover of the sand curtain, and inserted the dagger into her heart.

"It's over. The leader of the warriors no longer waited, and the leopard rushed forward, soared into the air, and knocked down at Li Jingtao with one elbow knock. Li Jingtao saw the ferocity, so he had to raise his right arm to block, wait for the enemy's tricks to use the old, and whip the iron rod at the opponent with his backhand.

"Hmm?" this trick made the leader's arms hurt a little. He dodged the swing of the iron rod sideways, and the lightning flames burned through the front door. At the same time, with the help of the lunge on the leg, the whole body power burst out, and a straight fist slammed into Li Jingtao's abdomen.

The huge fist had the power of hitting the mountain, knocking Li Jingtao several meters away. He rolled around on the ground a few times before stopping, his earth-colored armor already crumbling. Hunched like a shrimp, covering his abdomen in pain. The blood flowed from the mouth, but in fact, the internal organs had been ruptured.

"No matter how many spells you have, you're no match for me. Magic? Hmph, that's it. The leader said contemptuously, picking up the iron rod that had fallen to the ground, and with a little force, he broke it.

"Get you on your way. ”

Li Jingtao watched in horror as the leader of the warriors put a bent iron rod around his neck, clamped it with one hand, and gradually exerted force. He couldn't say anything until his eyes rolled and his pupils dilated.

As soon as Lan Xin and Li Jingtao died, the magic school was defeated. The only remaining instructors have lost their fighting spirit, and there is no need for the powerhouses of the Dragon Realm to do it, just like a lamb caught in a wolf pack being cut down by the warriors.

"You're not going to embarrass them, are you?" Yang Guang asked the leader with a miserable expression.

"It depends on the mood. The leader said lightly, "You have some skills to give you a good time." "Took a weapon from one of his men and stabbed him.

These warriors belong to the Anti-Demon Alliance, an organization founded 26 years ago after the Great War between China and the West. Behind the alliance, there is no lack of support from high-ranking officials in the DPRK and China, and most of the members are relatives and deceased of some cultivators who died in battle.

In the aftermath of the earthquake six years ago, there was a rumor that it was all the work of the Western Magic Bloc. This made the strength of the Anti-Demon Alliance stronger and stronger, and set off a lot of momentum across the country. Especially in their home base of Xichuan Prefecture, there is hardly a single Caucasian person, a magic school or a magic factory.

The imperial court and foreign forces have repeatedly raised troops to exterminate the anti-demon alliance, but Xichuan Prefecture is full of steep mountains and rivers, and it can always be magically escaped at critical times, and the imperial army has surrounded it many times is just an empty nest. After a long attack, the imperial court and foreign forces had no choice but to let the existence of the anti-demon alliance exist.

Although the Anti-Demon Alliance did not blatantly raise the banner of rebellion, it was almost the same, and many states of the Great Kang Empire had their forces infiltrated. But they are generally rampant in the base camp of Xichuan Prefecture, why did they keep an eye on the magic school convoy that came to Yingzhou to play this time? And how did they know the protective power of the convoy and the exact schedule and route? This is a question that Yang Guang did not figure out until he died.

The leader of the warriors led his men to check in a car. Amid begs for mercy and screams, the drivers and grooms were hacked to death, and the students shivered as they witnessed. But the leader didn't dare to hurt the lives of these students, if he killed them all, the thunderous anger of the family behind them would be enough for the Anti-Demon Alliance to eat a pot.

The leader holds a strange white jade stone in his hand and asks the students to hold it in their hands one by one. Not surprisingly, after a few tries, there was no one who could make this piece of jade light up, how could these magicians have the foundation of cultivation?

Occasionally, a student would make the jade in his hand light up with a faint green glow. The leader pondered for a long time and decided to give up. Such a student is a bit of a foundation for cultivation, but his talent is too weak, and he has passed the best age for laying a foundation. Bringing him back will only be a waste of the Alliance's resources.

It was Chen Caican's turn and Fang Xing's turn to hold the piece of jade. Chen Caican pretended to be calm, and his hand touched it, well, slippery, cool. However, the jade did not shine in the slightest.

"Waste. The leader scoffed. Chen Caican was angry and angry, blushing and not daring to attack.

"Here you go!" the leader wakes up. Under the pressure of his fierce gaze, Fang Xing was terrified, and trembling his hands touched the piece of jade. Chen Caican took her other hand and tried to give her some comfort.

"Are you a love saint?" the leader looked at Chen Caican with fierce eyes. Chen Caican had no choice but to withdraw his hand in humiliation, sit upright, and remain silent.

"Huh?" the jade shone with a strong light, surprising the leader.

"Hold on to it!" the leader ordered Fang to wake up. I saw that the light of the jade was more abundant, like a combination of a night pearl and a green jadeite.

"Seven Rank Jingji, haha, good!" the leader said excitedly, and then asked Fang Xing's family background. Fang Xing answered truthfully.

"A small home of abundance, out of the way. Take it away!" the leader laughed. There were two men who got out of the car with Fang Xing on the left and right.

"Chen Caican! Chen Caican...... Help me......" Fang Xing cried heartbreakingly. Chen Caican lowered his head, panting, the muscles in his back and shoulder blades spasmed, and his fists clenched. The leader looked at him with a playful smile on his face.