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The three teammates in the rear were holding their blades, but Yun Duo did not panic, and the steps of the guqin were not slowed at all, and he held the qin with one hand and stroked.

'Zheng ——!'

When the Dao Dao piano sounded, the four people behind were shocked, and they suddenly felt high-spirited.

Fifty meters, Yi Yi yelled, "Take the spear!"

The two-winged wolf attack rushed wildly to outflank it, and the wolf attack that was chasing closely behind was in a roar, and a full forty spears were raised and shouted.

Wen Yiming felt that the murderous aura behind him suddenly came, and the secret path was no wonder that after Yutang Mountain broke through, it was destroyed in less than an hour, this is indeed well-trained.

Wen Yiming estimated that Sai Yaren and Zhong Xiaoshan couldn't stop it, it was a cavalry inertial spear throwing, and it was the cultivation of the late stage of Dawusheng.

"Lao Sai, Xiaoshan, dodge, they only have one spear in their hands, I'll come. Wen Yiming transmitted the sound very quickly, and the pace was slow.

The sound transmission may not be, so I heard Yi Yi shouting: "Vote!"

'Woo woo woo ——!'

The air was pierced by forty spears that shot out and sent out a dull whistling like the snow wind in a cold winter ice valley.

"Uhh

The shock wave came out, the air wave was churning, and Wen Yiming did not hesitate to share the battle howl with the three of them.

It is undeniable that what followed was a bloody battle, Wen Yiming did not hesitate for a moment, and when the forty spears came to kill, the essence blood exploded with a bang.

'Bang!'

In the moment when the will of death diffused, the red shadow in Wen Yiming's eyes flashed, and the violent aura erupted, as if he was swallowed by the strong killing intent along with the evil spirit of death.

Wen Yiming's eyes were red, and he felt that his emotions were completely out of control, even more difficult to control than when he had just comprehended the sacrifice.

Wen Yiming turned around quickly, and the wind stepped to lead his body to retreat, the speed did not decrease at all, and with a loud shout, more than ten shots were fired out in an instant, shaking all the spears away.

The battle cry and the blessing of the strings of sacrifice and strength, and the instant scattering of forty spears still made him feel unbearable, and he put away the dragon spear with a wave of his hand, and laughed wildly, "It's time for Lao Tzu, miscellaneous people!"

At this time, the wolf attack army had advanced a distance of thirty meters, and they all drew their swords at their waists, shouting again and again. The flanks were still running at great speed, trying to close the door and catch the thief.

The violence in Wen Yiming's heart made him very excited, and he felt that the negative emotions that had been filling his body were being released wildly at this moment, transforming into a majestic killing intent, and he shouted out a long-lost slogan.

"Ready to fight ——!"

With the blessing of the battle cry, the sound is like thunder, and it shakes the sky.

The three of Amon were suddenly startled, they felt that Wen Yiming's body seemed to exude an extremely cold aura, but it made them excited, as if they had forgotten their life and death in an instant.

Precise focus aura perception, locked on the fifty people in front of him at the moment of the loud shout, Wen Yiming was still retreating at a rapid speed, but that posture was no different from running wildly in front of him, and his white hair was flying backwards, as if covering Wen Yiming's entire face, and a pair of red eyes were faintly visible.

The three of Amon's were running sideways, although they had the perception of focusing and sharing, but they knew that their reactions were not as good as the boss, and they couldn't respond at the first time, which was more than two hundred late stage of the Great Martial Arts, which was not trivial.

Wen Yiming let out another angry scream, and his arms fluttered out as if his chest was expanding as if he was retreating.

'Sneer——!'

The clothes on the upper body were torn into pieces, the black and red disc dragon roared angrily, and the Big Dipper in front of the bloody mouth pulsed violently, and it was regular and orderly, as if the real seven stars were shining.

In the midst of haha laughter, Wen Yiming probed with his left hand and summoned a bundle of javelins from the space ring, which he secretly collected in his spare time in the military camp, and the space ring was filled with a full five hundred.

Yi Yi frowned, brandished his sword and shouted angrily, "Scatter, scatter, rush up, slaughter this white hair first!"

Wen Yiming's feat under the city wall they all witnessed lightly, with this person's arm strength and strong true yuan if he threw a spear in the retreat, although the lethality would be reduced, but they would still suffer heavy casualties, you must know that their number is too dense.

Late!

The first fifty wolf attackers who were locked up were just about to separate, when Wen Yiming suddenly roared angrily, hoarse like a beast.

Fifty wolves attacked Zhenyuan and suddenly froze, and at that moment, there seemed to be a sense of exhaustion floating on his body, and even his cultivation was regressing.

Suppress the killing intent of the group!

Wen Yiming didn't know how he did it, and in his violent mood, he subconsciously thought that he could do it.

Seventy percent of the many Great Martial Arts students fell on the sixth floor in an instant, becoming the middle stage of the Great Martial Arts.

Before he woke up, his face was dazed and frightened, and he saw that Wen Yiming had raised three spears in his right hand, and the spearhead trembled faintly, surrounded by a faint red mist.

"Drink, ——!"

In the whistling sound, the three spears brought a series of popping sounds, and flesh and blood flew sideways.

It is not surprising that the revenant spirit of Yi Yi in front of the team is in a hurry, and it is not surprising that he throws three spears in one hand, as long as the arm strength and true yuan are strong enough, but the three spears almost pierce the three rows of wolf attackers.

With one hand, he shot at least ten wolf attacks, and that was the late stage of ten great martial artists! This is really a killing god! Yi Yi's reins were slightly, but he roared wildly, brandishing his war knife and shouting to kill again and again.

Fifteen meters away, Wen Yiming retreated at an unabated speed, and the movement of his left and right arms suddenly opening and raising diagonally frightened the wolf attackers in the front row.

Holding five spears in each hand, the battle was simply amazing.

'Woo woo'

Ten spears shot at fifteen meters, and no one could dodge them, only to swing their swords.

It is also an ordinary blade, under the horror of being suppressed by cultivation, Wen Yiming's triple gain of Shura battle body blessing, how can mortals compete with it.

In a sonorous block, there was a loud pop, the light one took off his blade, the arm bone was broken, and the heavy one was directly pierced to death.

The wolf attack army in the rear instantly reduced no less than twenty people, and the entire chasing wolf cavalry behind had dispersed, but even the last Gong Bin and a few bee soldiers from the Ram Country were already less than twenty people.

Yi Yi sank into the water and began to issue a heavy reward order, so that the two wings were determined to divide the corpses of this wave of people, and he was terrified that if he returned to see Chu Yarou with the remnants, he would definitely be executed.

There are nearly seventy people in his team, and he is not afraid of what or that will be jerked off by less than ten people, not to mention that Liu Guang may have rushed over, which makes him very confident.

Seeing the power of the boss, the three of Amon were so excited that they yelled and cheered, and their fighting spirit was high for a while, and their sky-high arrogance could almost compete with the overlord.

Wen Yiming was in a violent mood, but he was conscious, knowing that the situation was still imminent, and the outflanking of the two wings had begun to shrink diagonally, gradually leveling with him.

The wolf attack in the rear and a few bee soldiers were less than twenty people, Wen Yiming transmitted the sound to make the three Amon delay time with delaying tactics, but he took out a bundle of spears again, turned around and charged diagonally, and went straight to the right flank that was approaching.

When the men and horses of the three groups on the right flank saw this killing god, they immediately panicked, and under the orders of the three ten-captains, they strengthened their courage and continued to move closer, but their speed had slowed down, and they howled to strengthen their might.

They are not bee soldiers and cannon fodder, knowing that they will die, they are stunned to lead the leader to death.

But they slowed down, but Wen Yiming was buying time, laughing wildly and striding meteors, and in the midst of a rattle, three spears had been raised in his left hand.

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