On the battlefield, the horses neighed and the wolves howled, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

"Beast, suffer death!" Jays roared, wielding his flaming twin swords and driving his horse towards the blade.

As soon as the blade's legs clamped the wolf's belly, the giant wolf under his crotch immediately pounced forward ferociously.

The two high-level martial artists, who were also level seventh, chose to attack head-on at the beginning without using any gorgeous martial arts, obviously both sides had the intention of solving the opponent as soon as possible.

The flaming flaming twin swords and the scimitar infused with fighting energy slammed together again and again, and each impact brought a thunderous roar that echoed across the grassland. After more than a dozen consecutive blows between the two sides, although they were still evenly matched on the field, Jays became more and more frightened the more they fought.

The strength of the young werewolf in front of him was obviously beyond Jaes's expectations. At this moment, Jays's hands were already sore, and several slashes almost made him unable to grasp the hilt of his sword. He knew that if the two sides tried to rely on pure strength to decide the winner as soon as possible, he would probably lose in the end. Jays's mind turned, and he suddenly changed his strategy, and his sword moves changed, no longer blindly attacking and slashing, but becoming steady and steady, and instead using strange sword skills and sharp blades to fight.

However, Blade didn't intend to delay his time with Jays, because out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the archer in the distance, and after a short break and a slight recovery of his fighting spirit, he began to draw his bow and arrows again, aiming at Matthew.

With a loud shout, the blade forced Jays back, and then changed his target, and threw the scimitar in his hand, and the scimitar suddenly circled and flew towards the archers in the distance. Then the blade didn't look to see if the scimitar it threw hit the target, but quickly went into a frenzy, jumped up from the back of the wolf, and pounced on Jays.

"Crazy!" When Jia Ace saw the sharp blade's eyes become scarlet like blood, the muscles of his body swelled, and the momentum of his whole person rose sharply, he couldn't help but exclaim with a drastic change in his face.

Faced with an orc warrior of the same rank as himself and a berserker warrior at the same time, Jays knew that he could never be an opponent. He roared and used his fighting spirit to the extreme, urging the flame twin swords in his hand, and after sending out his strongest combat skill, 'Fire Eagle Slash', he turned around and fled.

Jays didn't expect his best move to inflict heavy damage on his opponent at this point, but he hoped it would buy him enough time to escape.

However, Jays's expectations were ultimately disappointed.

Blade stared blankly at the flame-forming eagle that flew from the blades of Jays's twin swords, and although the heat wave in his face made his face burn, he did not dodge. He clenched his right hand into a fist and swung it out, the surging power of the fist turning into a cyan hurricane, first dispersing the flaming eagle and then crashing into Jays's vest. Jays splattered blood, flew off his horse, and fell to the ground.

Jays propped up the ground with his twin swords, and got up, shaking his dizzy head, not forgetting to cross his swords in front of his chest and assume a defensive posture. Just as Jays was about to meet the next attack of the blade with all his might, he unexpectedly the blade's figure flashed, and suddenly he ignored him, jumped up in the air like a shock, and pounced behind him.

"What's going on?" Jays looked up in amazement as the blade swept over his head, for some reason.

But soon, Jays was interrupted by a loud roar from the side. He turned his head to look at it, and was shocked. I saw Doto riding on the back of a wolf, and he had already killed him, and a black iron chopping horse* knife covered in blood light continued to expand in his pupils.

"Ahh

And at the rear of the battlefield, Jean dodged the scimitar thrown by the blade and prepared to re-fire the arrow at Matthew.

Suddenly, he noticed that the blade was speeding towards him. Startled, Jean immediately shifted his target and aimed his arrow at the blade. However, after the blade went berserk, the speed and agility of the body increased dramatically, and in the middle of the move, the body brought up pieces of afterimage, and Jean couldn't lock it at all.

Jean clasped the strings of the arrows, his forehead throbbing, beads of sweat rolling and dripping, and the arrows kept moving with the dazzling afterimage of the blade. As the blade was about to rush in front of him, Jean finally let go of the arrow string in his heart. The feathered arrow, which shone with a bright fighting spirit, let out a sharp roar that pierced the air, and flew towards the blade.

The feathered arrow pierced the blade's chest, but not a single blood splattered. When Jean saw it, he knew that what he had shot was only an afterimage, and a look of despair suddenly appeared on his face. He knew that his archery skills were outstanding, but his hand-to-hand combat skills were commonplace, and if he let the blade rush in front of him, he would not be lucky. Therefore, this arrow almost exhausted his fighting energy cultivation, and he was completely fighting for his life with this arrow. Now that one arrow misses, the following ending can be imagined.

But since Jean can become the leader of the 'Golden Ring Flying Snake' mercenary group, he will naturally not be a soft character who is willing to accept his fate. With a flash in his eyes, he threw away his longbow and drew a short sword stuck in his belt, ready to fight to the death.

Facing the oncoming blade, Jean roared and stabbed out the dagger in his hand. With a flick of the blade, he dodged the dagger and circled behind Jean. Jean's face changed, and he was about to turn around, when he suddenly felt a cramping pain in his heart, and when he looked down, he saw a palm with sharp fingers and claws piercing through his chest from behind him, and a bright red heart was held in his palm, and Jean could even see that the heart was still beating gently.

"That's my heart......" The fear had just risen in Jean's mind, and then vanished forever.

Not far away, Def was shocked after witnessing the deaths of Jays and Jean in battle. At this moment, there was another shout of killing from behind him. When Div turned around, he saw more than a hundred werewolves, either mounted on their backs or running wildly out of the Zangar swamp. These werewolves were all blood-toothed wolf cavalry who retreated from the town of Le Pen all the way into the Zangar swamp. When they heard the earth-shattering shouts outside the swamp in the swamp, they knew that reinforcements had arrived, so they killed them out of the swamp.

Although these wolf cavalry from the Zangar swamp were only a few hundred people, they became the last straw that broke the camel's back. At this moment, Div also saw that the werewolf with extraordinary skill had set his eyes on himself after killing Jean. Although Diff was full of reluctance, he no longer hesitated, reached out and took a magic scroll from his bosom and threw it at the blade. The scroll unfurled in the air, and after a dazzling flash of magical light, a six-meter-tall snow giant stopped between Diff and Blade. Dev then pulled out another magic scroll and crushed it, and a pillar of bright light immediately rose from under his feet, covering his entire body. The Diff in the pillar of light chanted a spell, and a magical teleportation array began to appear under his feet, gradually expanding and rapidly taking shape.

The blade let out a 'whoop' and rushed towards Diff as he tried to escape. However, the snow giant that Dev summoned from the scroll stopped the blade sideways, and slammed a fist as large as a millstone into the blade's head. The blade bent its legs and jumped, and the snow giant's fist suddenly smashed into the air, smashing directly into the ground, leaving a large pit half a meter deep and one meter square. The sharp blade then toe towards the snow giant's shoulder, and immediately floated out of ** meters away.

The snow giant turned around, saw that it was separated by the sharp blade, and immediately opened its mouth to see a cold and biting ice wind erupt. The howling icy wind struck the blade that had just landed, instantly freezing him into a piece of ice. The snow giant walked up to the ice cube with rumbling steps and raised his fist again, ready to smash the ice cube to pieces along with the werewolf that was frozen inside.

Suddenly, there was a soft sound on the surface of the ice, and then the ice cracked, and a small crack appeared. Then the clicking sound became louder and louder, and there were more and more cracks on the ice surface.

When the Snow Giant's giant fist fell in the air, the entire piece of ice exploded violently. In the flying ice chips, a fist that was completely disproportionate to the Snow Giant's giant fist swirled with the light of the fighting spirit, and swung out like lightning, colliding heavily with the Snow Giant's giant fist.

Several cracks first appeared from the Snow Giant's fist, and then continued to expand upwards along the Snow Giant's arm, only to hear a bang, the Snow Giant's arm exploded into countless pieces of broken ice. The snow giant froze for a moment, then let out an angry roar and raised his remaining fist. But this time, before it could smash its punch, the blade leapt up and slammed into its chest with a fist of vindictiveness. When the blade landed again, the snow giant's massive body had already broken apart and collapsed, leaving only a single piece of broken ice on the ground.

Although the Snow Giant was defeated, its interception bought Diff precious time to cast spells, and the magic teleportation array at Diff's feet finally took shape at this moment. When the blade pounced on the teleportation array and grabbed Div in the pillar of light with a wave of claws, Div's body suddenly twisted like a reflection in the water, and then a large number of dazzling light points erupted on his body, and the whole person disappeared at once.

The blade missed a claw, and when he saw that Div had escaped in the end, he couldn't help but roar in annoyance. Then he lowered his head and pounced on the other mercenaries on the battlefield.

The mercenary coalition relied on a huge numerical advantage, and it was not defeated until this time. However, when they found out that the four mercenary leaders had already fled three times dead, their morale suddenly collapsed in an instant.

"Captain Jays and Captain Jean are also killed!"

"Captain Div, the others have already run away!"

"Damn, brothers of the Golden Ring Flying Serpent, immediately break through with me!"

"The stupid asses of the Golden Ring Flying Serpent, now we are surrounding the werewolves, you are a fart surrounding!"

"Brothers of Zhantian, don't withdraw, you must resist! We must avenge Captain Selt!"

The mercenaries on the battlefield shouted and shouted, whether to fight or retreat, the opinions of all parties were completely unanimous.

The coalition is made up of four mercenary groups, and the bond between them depends entirely on the four mercenary leaders. Now that the four leaders are gone, the drawbacks of the nature of the alliance are quickly exposed, and the other leaders of the four mercenary groups cannot subdue each other, and the leaderless mercenary coalition quickly falls into chaos. As the mercenaries of the Golden Ring Flying Serpent began to retreat from the battlefield first, the mercenaries of Ice Storm and Fire Eagle also wavered and withdrew from the battlefield immediately after. Although the mercenaries of Zhantian still wanted to continue fighting, due to the withdrawal of friendly forces, they were unable to resist these ferocious wolf cavalry in front of them alone, so they had to withdraw outside the battlefield.

The chaotic and chaotic retreat of the mercenary coalition soon turned into a disaster. After the wolf cavalry discovered the intention of the mercenary coalition to retreat, the offensive became more and more ferocious, and because the mercenary coalition retreated suddenly, the four mercenary groups did not communicate with each other to leave the rear of the centaurs, so that the wolf cavalry rushed into the retreating mercenary crowd without hindrance and slashed and slashed. Outside the Zangar swamp, there was suddenly such a stunned battle scene, two or three thousand mercenaries were chased and killed by hundreds of wolf cavalry like ducks, and the men and horses trampled on each other and collapsed. In the blink of an eye, the situation on the battlefield turned from a fierce battle between the two sides to a one-sided slaughter, and the retreat of the mercenary coalition also became a rout.

At this moment, billowing smoke and dust suddenly rolled up on the horizon in the distance, and a crowd of people appeared under the smoke. It was a group of werewolves in armor and blades, howling and running towards the battlefield at full speed. The more than 2,000 wolf cavalry reinforcements on foot finally arrived.

Seeing this, the fleeing mercenary coalition could not help but become even more desperate, and they saw that there was no way to escape, so they had to turn around and were forced to flee into the Zangar swamp.