However, the charge had barely begun before it was declared over.

It's not that Yongyan doesn't want to charge, but there is no way.

Because if he continues to charge, he will die.

The kind of death that is very miserable.

Countless spears burst through the air, forming a "rain of spears" in the sky.

At this moment, Yongyan experienced what Zhou Fei had felt before.

The sense of despair from which there was nowhere to escape clung to him like maggots on tarsal bones.

If it weren't for Yongyan's quick reaction, he would have turned into a hedgehog at this moment.

And those wizards who are casting spells don't have such good luck.

In the process of casting spells, wizards have no defense, and even three-year-old children can easily kill them.

These spears are much more lethal than a three-year-old.

Even if the accuracy is a little worse, it can't stand the large number.

Those sorcerers who were offered as treasures by King Jinzuo were shot into hedgehogs without any defense, and their deaths were extremely miserable.

When Yongyan saw this scene, his back molars were about to be crushed.

This sudden "spear rain" caught him off guard, and more importantly, all his layouts seemed so fragile in front of this spear rain.

Brute force cracks the ingenuity, so Yongyan hates barbarians.

This is a group of wastes who only know how to destroy but do not know how to build, and they should disappear forever in the great wilderness.

Although he hadn't seen the person who threw the spear yet, Yongyan had already guessed who was saving Zhou Fei.

Who else but the barbarians could have come up with such a simple and crude method?

After the "rain of spears", there were not many cavalry left on the scene.

Then, the men who had been hiding in the shadows and throwing spears rushed out.

Armed with powerful axes, they rushed towards the steppe cavalry regiment like a group of red-haired ghosts.

The unilateral slaughter began.

......

The previous spear rain was an indiscriminate attack, not only attacking Yongyan's people, but also taking care of Zhou Fei and Ling Zhaoyan.

Fortunately, the chessboard given by the third senior brother was still quite strong, and after experiencing several rounds of arrow rain attacks, it withstood the attack from the spear, although there were many cracks, it still stood and continued to protect Zhou Fei.

Zhou Fei kept holding Ling Zhaoyan tightly in his arms, and only after the sound of thunderclaps above his head stopped that he let go of his embrace, and at the same time told Ling Zhaoyan in a low voice: "I bet right, they are here." ”

Ling Zhaoyan raised his head and looked into the distance, only to see a group of barbarians with various colored stripes painted on their faces slaughtering the steppe cavalry.

"It's the Demon Cult. Ling Zhaoyan's mood at the moment was very complicated.

She has always been more resistant to the identity of the daughter of the demon king, although she has accepted this statement, but deep down she still doesn't want to admit it.

Now, the people of the Demon Cult have come to her rescue.

This identity is completely tied to her, whether she admits it or not, from the moment the Demon Sect reinforcements appeared, she could no longer get rid of the hat of the Demon King's daughter.

She will be the enemy of the entire Great Wilderness, although she has long been.

Zhou Fei stood up, moved his somewhat sore waist, and said, "To be exact, it's a barbarian." This is a revenge, I am their bait, and the fish is Yongyan. ”

"Revenge?" Ling Zhaoyan said.

Zhou Fei nodded: "That's right, it's revenge." ”

More than half a year ago, King Jinzuo treacherously attacked the barbarian tribe, causing large-scale casualties among the barbarian tribe. Later, he colluded with the temple to chase the barbarians on the grassland, and had the posture of driving the barbarians back to the extreme north.

Later, Feng Jian Che single-handedly broke into Yongyan's big tent and almost killed him, but unfortunately Yongyan was too well prepared, not only strangling Feng Jian Che's decapitation, but also turning over and seriously injuring him.

However, Yongyan also failed to leave Feng Jian Che behind, leaving him to escape under serious injuries.

Now, it's the revenge of the barbarians.

They hate the perfidious people the most.

King Jinzuo's team has surpassed the temple's status in the hearts of the barbarians and has become the most hated enemy.

After slaughtering the cavalry, the barbarians raised their axes and let out their unique barbarian war cry.

The roar resounded throughout the canyon.

Yongyan watched this scene, the hatred in his eyes almost flowed out, but reason finally prevailed, and he turned and fled.

It's a pity that he still failed to kill Zhou Fei.

Why is his life so big?

The barbarians did not chase Yongyan, they formed a circle and slowly walked towards the bottom of the chessboard.

Compared to the carnival at the beginning, the expressions of the barbarians are quite grotesque now.

They were terrified.

The barbarians who were not even afraid of death, the barbarians who could not even be defeated by the harsh environment of the far north, were terrified at this moment.

I don't believe ghosts when I say it.

Especially when Ling Zhaoyan looked at them, these barbarians were actually trembling.

Then I don't know who got up, and the barbarians knelt down like wheat that had been cut.

They uttered syllables of unknown meaning in their mouths, as if they were praying to Ling Zhaoyan.

Ling Zhaoyan panicked, and hid behind Zhou Fei vigorously.

Zhou Fei patted the back of her hand, and then said to the person who came over, "This is a little inappropriate." ”

"Barbarians are not necessarily Demon Cultists, but Demon Cultists must be barbarians. I am the young master of the Demon Sect, and the people I bring are naturally from the Demon Sect. They worship the daughter of the Demon King, and there is nothing wrong with them. Feng Jian Che walked up to Zhou Fei, "I haven't seen you for a year, you haven't changed much compared to when you looked at it in the Hanging Temple." ”

Zhou Fei said: "For you, it's a year, but for me, it's just a moment. ”

"The Buddha's chessboard, is it really so amazing? Unfortunately, I didn't have the opportunity to experience it. Feng Jian Che said.

Zhou Fei didn't answer this question, but looked at the barbarians who were still kneeling on the ground: "Why don't you let them stand up first?"

Feng Jian Che said: "The daughter of the demon king is here, I don't dare to trespass." ”

"Disgusting people, right?" Zhou Fei said angrily.

Ling Zhaoyan also poked out half of his head from behind Zhou Fei: "Feng Gongzi, don't be joking." ”

Feng Jian smiled loudly, and half-turned to the barbarians and made a gesture to them, and the barbarian warriors stood up in a hurry, not at all as brave as when they had slaughtered the steppe cavalry before.

Zhou Fei raised his eyebrows: "How did such a strong barbarian warrior lose to King Jin Zuo?"

Feng Jian Che said indifferently: "If there is no temple, King Jinzuo is a fart." Zhou Fei, I tell you, never underestimate the power of the temple. The world thinks that the master is the first in the great wilderness, after all, the master beat the temple so much that the temple can't raise its head. But if you really want to have the strength of life, the temple can definitely throw the academy far away. ”

Zhou Fei shrugged: "Then the two of us can be regarded as sympathy." ”

"No, I'm your benefactor. Feng Jian Che said, "Without me, you would die." ”

Zhou Fei sighed: "Kindness, this thing is the least valuable." And if you really want to calculate carefully, I am also your benefactor. Without me as a decoy, how could you win such a hearty battle of revenge? Without the victory of this battle, how could the barbarians return to the steppe?"

Feng Jian Che looked at Zhou Fei: "How do I think, everything is a coincidence?"

Zhou Fei said: "Be kind." ”

Feng Jian Che said: "That's it, don't fight for these, you say yes." Now I'm leaving, take care. ”

Zhou Fei grabbed Feng Jianche's arm: "Don't, I'm discussing." ”

Feng Jian Che frowned: "What are you discussing?"

"Take me away. Zhou Fei said solemnly.

Feng Jian Che said indifferently: "What kind of dream talk have you been talking about for most of the day?"