And Dyson, who is obviously in a situation where he can't hear what he says, can only let him take care of himself and help Dyson avoid the wolves.

This kind of magic circle imposed by the sorcerer, although he can't find the person hidden by the magic circle by any means, he can still find it himself, and it can be regarded as by the way, anyway, such a crispy warlock like him must have to hide in the back, and secretly rub to put the magic circle, how can he rush to the front.

"You...... Be careful yourself......"

Pharaoh reminded the sorcerer in his hoarse voice, and after saying a word, he seemed to feel that what he had said was a little too vague, so he added, "There is something wrong with these werewolves. ”

"Good. The sorcerer nodded, understanding that Pharaoh was also going to the front line, although Pharaoh was also a warlock who was good at spells, but this person was an undead race, like he could only hide behind.

As soon as he answered, Pharaoh's figure turned into sand and vanished.

However, what did Pharaoh mean when he said that there was something wrong with the werewolf? The sorcerer looked carefully in front of him, and was a little puzzled by the point that Pharaoh had deliberately raised.

"Whoa—"

Ye Fan easily picked up a werewolf who tried to bite his arm, and his body flipped back in order to avoid the werewolf attacking from other aspects, and the werewolf in his hand had already been twisted and broken because of his actions, and he threw it out.

At this distance, even if this place is a desert, when the werewolf falls, it is estimated that the ground will be as hard as the concrete floor.

However, Ye Fan didn't care about the thoughts of these werewolves who attacked him, if he wasn't stronger than these werewolves, he would probably have died under the siege a long time ago, where is there still a place in his heart to sympathize with these werewolves?

If so, is it okay to keep the moves that you want to save your life?

With a lost step under his feet, Ye Fan dodged the attacks of several werewolves with agility, and a sense of irritability surged in his heart, to be honest, the fist-to-fist attack was indeed enjoyable, but when the number of enemies he wanted to attack increased, it was very inconvenient.

After all, two fists are hard to beat four hands, and he is attacking here, yes, it is true that a lot of werewolves have been knocked away, but in the blink of an eye, more werewolves have pounced on them with a more ferocious attitude!

How can I say it, should I thank these werewolves for having an end, so that there will not be that kind of desperate scene that kills for half a day, but there are no fewer enemies?

Just by looking at his active mental thoughts, he knows that he is not at the limit yet, otherwise he will directly use his spiritual power to release a few big killing moves, is he still afraid that he will not be able to defeat this group of werewolves?

But the reason why he didn't do it was because magnifying the killing move was a very spiritual power, a matter of spiritual energy, and physical strength.

But the latter two are very difficult to recover from if they are consumed in the past.

In addition, he thinks that these werewolves should not be illusions but real, but even so, they may encounter other enemies in the future, and those enemies will be more powerful and tricky than the wolf crowd.

He thinks it's better to reserve his strength appropriately.

Anyway, there are only a few hundred werewolves here, and there are few of them, but each of them is a master, and with his current understanding of the strength of werewolves, they can always defeat this group of werewolves with some time.

Therefore, he is more relieved to retain his strength.

"Pure Yang Sword Qi!"

But ideas are ideas, when he really encountered something, Ye Fan said that it was really difficult for him to restrain his strength, and this group of werewolves was like crazy, attacking him very fiercely, with a feeling that he didn't care about any casualties.

It seems that they can't see it, or ignore it, any werewolf who dares to attack Ye Fan is either seriously injured by him or killed by him, and the whole person is a madman who is not afraid of death at all!

This attitude made Ye Fan, who was in the middle of the battle, very irritable, he really wanted to teach this group of werewolves who seemed to be not afraid of heaven and earth a thorough lesson, thinking like this, he definitely did not wronged himself, and directly used the pure yang sword qi.

Solidifying the sword qi into a sharp long sword in his hand, Ye Fan's face had a smile again, he held the pure yang sword technique he had learned, and he didn't apply any superb moves, or too powerful moves.

is purely relying on his own technical and physical fitness, he goes up and beats the wolves.

Different from the feeling of fighting with his bare hands to the flesh, Ye Fan was like a skilled swordsman at this time, with a lost step under his feet, as if he was dancing in the wolves, his movements were elegant, and the silver long sword in his hand was stabbed on the werewolf's body.

Where the sword fell, blood bloomed.

Unlike fighting with bare hands, when using a sword, as long as you stab and the position is accurate enough, you can easily take the enemy's life.

In the kung fu of using the sword, Ye Fan no longer knew how many lives he had harvested, he was doing his daily work like a real god of death, and there was no excitement on his face.

In the blink of an eye, the smell of blood permeated the entire world, and after the werewolf was stabbed in the veins, the blood sprayed like rain, staining the dotted sand red.

Although in this deep dark night, where there is no moonlight, this red is not visible, but the smell of blood spreading in the air makes everyone know the fierceness of the battle here.

"Well done. The Red Lady glanced up at the place where the blood was most intense, and found that there were werewolf corpses everywhere, and her heart was obviously happy, as the natural enemy of the werewolf, she enjoyed the defeat of her natural enemy.

"I can't lose to him!"

Madame Red said, the movements in her hands became more rapid, just listening to the clicking sound, she no longer knew how many werewolf necks had been broken, but although she herself was a little embarrassed, and the red dress on her body was pierced by the werewolf's sharp claws, every inch of skin was still so white and flawless, full of beauty.

There is not a single scar on his body.

The Red Lady is still quite careful in battle, the attack of the werewolf is full of poison for her, as long as she is bitten, or scratched by the sharp claws, the wound will be difficult to heal, so she is quite careful about the injury.

In addition, vampires are also a creature with an advantage in speed and agility, plus she is old and has more experience in fighting werewolves, so after fighting for so long, she has not really been injured by werewolves.

I have to say that this also shows that her strength is indeed strong.

(End of chapter)