What does it feel like for an army of 100,000 to charge at you in front of you? It was definitely a very exciting experience. The vast crowd of people www.biquge.info the Pen "Fun" Pavilion will bring out a lot of smoke and dust and that boundless momentum to rush in your direction, and those weapons will be constantly waving in their hands, and then running towards where you are with the aim of killing you - just thinking about this picture is very meaningful...... It's just that sometimes life is just a number and has no real meaning.

Sang Zhefeng raised his hand high, and the bright red vines danced like devils behind him, and he grinned and opened his mouth, and then the vines around him began to turn into something like a storm, and threw it towards the soldiers over there.

A large number of soldiers were tossed out by the bright red storm of people, then turned into tiny black particles in the air, and then dissipated in midair.

Those soldiers are simulated by Ao's abilities, so they don't produce physical bodies that actually exist in reality, but magical remnants like this.

And Sang Zhefeng was in the middle of this bright red, raising his hands high, accumulating strength.

His hands have become as beautiful as crystals, and the white silk threads are slowly floating and jumping there, as if the heart is constantly beating, and people can't take their eyes off it for a while.

Ao knows which guy's hands are hiding terrifying power, once this thing explodes, then all the surrounding mimic soldiers will be swept away, and there will be nothing left.

But the blood-red barrier around Sang Zhefeng didn't look like something to mess with, and there were so many soldiers around, but none of them were able to successfully break through.

Just looking at this, it is estimated that this great sage can directly kill all the soldiers around him with his blood-colored vines alone.

Ao gritted his teeth, and then he took a deep breath and looked at Sangzhefeng in the distance.

The mimic soldiers around him all became as if they were dying, and rushed in the direction of Sanzhefeng, and the general also picked up a black longbow from his waist.

The longbow was engraved with complex runes and various magical patterns, and some pale white light continued to surge from the lines on it, and the space around the bow was even trembling slightly, as if to feel the power of this weapon.

Ao took out something from his waist that looked like a tree branch and put it on his bowstring.

If Victoria was here, then the elven queen would definitely angrily reprimand the one in front of her.

Therefore, what he holds in his hand is the branch of the World Tree.

The World Tree cannot be destroyed by manpower, but that doesn't mean that the World Tree will never be damaged. The World Tree has lost a total of three branches, all of which have been properly kept by the elves.

The first one was released as an arrow by the great hero of the elven clan, killing the black dragon king who was known as the closest to the god at that time; The second was made into the scepter of the seventeenth Elven King, but the prosperous and extravagant king was eventually overthrown by the rebellious elves, and the scepter, which symbolized the highest artistic achievement of the elves, was lost in the war.

And the third one is the one that Ao Zheng is holding.

It had fallen from the World Tree during Victoria's reign, and had been safely guarded by the Elven Queen, ready to be kept in case of emergency.

But now, this branch is used here, on the opposite side of the elven race, on the body of Sang Zhefeng.

Ao put the branch on the top of the bow, and slowly pulled the bowstring, a large amount of white light began to appear on the runes on the bow and arrow, and the huge energy began to gather on the branches, and even the world tree behind him began to slowly appear A trace of golden light began to gather towards Ao's body. It was as if a pair of wings had spread out behind his back.

Now he is like a hero who meets the invaders, heroically standing at the forefront of the entire race, and Sanzhefeng is like an invading demon, surrounded by bright red vines, and he doesn't look like a good person at all.

Luckily, there weren't any normal elves around...... Otherwise, Sang Zhefeng would really be notorious this time......

Ao didn't intend to be able to defeat Sang Zhefeng in this blow, after all, this shot only killed the Black Dragon King closest to the god before, not the god.

But...... As long as you can get seriously injured...... In this case, the mimic army will have a chance to follow, and my own words may also be able to defeat this guy in front of me......

Main...... As long as you resist...... As long as......

Ao roared angrily, and at the same time he released the bowstring in his hand.

"Sun Arrow!"

He still used the strongest bow and arrow skill of the elves.

And this arrow, which carried a huge divine and worldly aura, also disappeared in an instant.

The next moment, the arrow appeared directly in front of Sang Zhefeng and struck at his head.

And the corners of Sang Zhefeng's mouth began to curl up slightly.

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Ao stared blankly at everything in front of him, his face was in disbelief.

"Impossible...... Impossible! ”

He seemed to be on the verge of collapse, his face full of disbelief.

There was nothing wrong with Sang Zhefeng in front of him, his hand that was preparing for magic was still preparing, and the other hand was holding the small dagger over there.

"Halahaha," Sang Zhefeng said to Ao with a disdainful smile on his face, "It's a pity, our temperament is compatible." ”

As he spoke, the smile on the corner of his mouth widened.

It's not nonsense, to be honest, when the arrow came, Sang Zhefeng jumped, and under normal circumstances, if he was hit, he could directly explain...... But what he didn't expect was that the sword in front of him was still alive!

That's right, it's still alive, and the line of life and death is still fluttering on it, which is not bad at all.

So then Sanzhe Feng did a very simple thing.

He cut off the line of life and death of the arrow that was coming, turning it into something dead.

Then this attack disappeared directly, so fast that Sang Zhefeng felt a little abnormal.

In this way, the surrounding brothers in front of him were already about to have a nervous breakdown......

However, Sang Zhefeng didn't plan to keep the benevolent brother in front of him who was about to have a nervous breakdown first.

He held his hand aloft, and above that, some bright red was pouring out of the white.

"Alright, let's get it done."

Sanzhe air duct. (To be continued.) )