The wolf cavalry who fell to the ground saw his mount die like this, and in grief and indignation, he raised his head to the sky and howled, quickly got up from the ground, and swung his sword at the goblin who had killed his mount.

"Huh?" the scene in front of him surprised Blade slightly. A goblin in his ornate armor and the wolf cavalry who had lost their mount engaged in a fierce fight, and the two of them went back and forth. Blade was very clear about the strength of the wolf cavalry guard named Mousavi under his command, and he didn't expect that there would be anyone among these goblins who could compete with his elite guard.

The rest of the wolf cavalry and goblins soon discovered the fierce fight between the two of them. The wolf cavalry were amazed that one of the goblins could fight alone against the members of their elite journey, and the goblins were overjoyed that one of them could not fall behind in the fierce werewolves, and gradually, both sides of the battle in the village of Tarrak involuntarily stopped and turned their attention to this fierce duel.

The originally chaotic battlefield was gradually divided into two distinct teams.

Mousavi swept away the long knife from the goblin, bullied forward, and attacked several times in a row, but unexpectedly all of them failed, and his heart couldn't help but become anxious. As an elite member of the Bloodfang Cavalry Regiment, he can't even take down a goblin who has never been looked down upon by werewolves, such a shame can be imagined. And what made him feel even more shocked and angry was that the long knife in the goblin's hand was unusually sharp, and the Hundred Refining War Knife in his hand had been cut out of a lot of gaps in the collision with it, and if it continued like this, the Hundred Refining Battle Knife in his hand would be cut off sooner or later, and his face would be lost.

Under his impatience, Mousavi gradually became confused, you must know that an ordinary werewolf warrior can easily deal with six or seven goblins, let alone an elite werewolf warrior like him. But now? Looking at the goblin roe deer's face in front of him, Mousavi always felt that there was always a touch of "ridicule" on the side of his big yellow toothed mouth.

A despicable goblin is "laughing" at an immensely proud werewolf warrior? But the current stalemate of the battle situation has made him infinitely magnify such thoughts.

Blade frowned. He had sensed that the duel before him, which had been evenly matched, was gradually moving against Moussaui, and he clearly felt the extreme anxiety in the young Wolf's heart and the strong hope of a quick victory.

At this moment, there was a sudden change in the field.

It turned out that Mousavi, who had been fighting for a long time, decided to use his box-pressing stunt, and with one blow, he dodged the goblin's horizontal slash, and suddenly jumped backwards several times in succession, widening the distance between him and the goblin.

A fierce fighting spirit erupted from Mousavi. He held his sword upside down in both hands, the blade pointing downward, and a circle of milky white light flashed from the blade.

"Half Moon Slash," Mousavi shouted, fighting with all his strength, urging the fighting spirit, and sending out an amazing martial art trick.

As the war knife in Mousavi's hand slashed from the bottom up, a half-moon-shaped light knife condensed from the milky white light immediately flew out from the blade of the war knife and went straight in front of the goblin. The light knife whistled along the way with the sound of fierce winds, stirring up countless dust, and leaving a long ditch in the middle of the road.

The goblin also raised the long knife in his hand at the same time, and before he could concentrate his energy, a slender black flame stream suddenly erupted silently from the blade, directly facing the light knife. When the flame stream and the light knife collided, there was a loud bang, and for a while, the wind was fierce, flying sand and rocks, blowing the surrounding goblins watching the battle for a while, and even the wolf cavalry couldn't help but tighten the giant wolf under the seat and stretched out their hands to block it.

After the fierce collision between the black flame stream and the light knife, the light knife had already shattered and disappeared, but the black flame flow remained unabated, and still rushed straight towards Moussavi.

"Not good!"

"Be careful!"

A group of wolf cavalry exclaimed in unison.

Feeling the surging scorching breath in front of him, Moussaoui's face suddenly turned pale.

"Am I dying in such humiliation at the hands of a goblin?" the proud Wolf warrior closed his eyes in pain.

To his surprise, after a few seconds, the burning pain of the flames did not come, and Mousavi opened his eyes to find that he was somehow shrouded in an egg-shaped magic absorption shield. The black flame stream crashed into the magic absorption shield, absorbing it until it finally vanished.

Immediately afterward, the Magic Absorption Shield also disappeared into invisibility.

"Moussaoui, are you alright?"

"Fuck, I thought I'd never see you again. ”

"Grandma's, I'm scared to death. ”

"If it weren't for Miss Julie this time, you kid would have hung up. ”

The wolf cavalry quickly surrounded them, and expressed their concern to their comrades. Mousavi also figured out what was going on, and he cast a grateful glance at the dragon girl who had entered the battlefield in Tarak Village at some point.

Julie smiled at Moussavi, then rode a wolf to Blade.

At this moment, a deafening cheer suddenly erupted in the goblin crowd. bar

"Ula, the number one warrior of our Bone-Boiling Tribe really lives up to his reputation!"

"Invincible Eye Eater!"

"We're saved!"

"Hero, I adore you!"

"Kill them all, kill all these werewolves!"

Tooth Eater was also in extreme excitement at this time, and the heroic brother really didn't disappoint him, although the powerful werewolf just now was not killed, but the clear-eyed man could still see at a glance that he was defeated in the hands of Eye Eater.

"Brother, chop these werewolf offals into pieces for me, and I'm going to take them and feed them to the dogs. Tootheater roared excitedly as he waved the rusty broadsword in his hand.

The simple-minded goblins were carried away by the momentary victory in front of them, as if they had forgotten that there were more than a dozen werewolves with such skills on the scene, and the mysterious girl who blessed the defeated werewolves with a magic absorption shield that absorbed the black flame stream was completely ignored by their brains in a state of excitement.

Looking at these goblins who seemed to have eaten stimulants, a sneer of disdain appeared on the corner of Blade's mouth. Then, he turned all his attention to the goblin who had defeated his elite guard.

Well, compared to the other goblins who were dressed in tatters, this goblin's outfit was much brighter, and his outfit was comparable to that of the general wing leader of his orc army. As for the long knife in his hand......

"Blade, do you feel it? The long knife in the goblin's hand has a rare dark flame magic element on it. Julie whispered beside Blade.

Looking at the black demonic flame churning and burning on the long knife in the goblin's hand, the blade couldn't help but look at it.

"My lord, I am defeated," Mousavi walked up to the blade and bowed his head in shame. At the hands of a goblin, young Wolf felt that nothing could be worse.

"If he hadn't relied on the long knife in his hand, he would never have been able to block your final blow, and this battle would not be your fault, and you don't have to blame yourself. Blade reassured.

After speaking, the sharp blade urged the hell to roar, slowly took a few steps forward, and sneered at the devouring eye who was still standing in the middle of the battlefield: "You must be in pain now, right? With your strength, once you activate the magic power contained in this long knife, you can't control it at all!"

"Your sword skills are not bad, and you can actually match my men, which is rare among goblins!"

"What?" Looking at the werewolf boy who was arrogantly standing not far in front of his younger brother, and then hearing his inexplicable and extremely arrogant words, the grumpy Tooth Eater immediately shouted: "Brother, what are you doing? Quickly split this beast!"

The blade turned its head to look at the tooth-devouring teeth, and a sharp cold light shot out of his eyes.

Under the gaze of the blade, Tooth Devourer felt an invisible pressure rushing over his face, and he couldn't help but shiver. He muttered for a long time, wanting to say a few words to support the scene, but in the end he still didn't say it.

The blade flipped off the back of Hellroar, and with the sword in hand, he walked over to the Eye Eater, and said, "Come on, let me fight you!"

"Fuck, you shameless beasts want to use the method of wheel warfare to fight the greatest warrior of our bone-boiling tribe, it's so shameless. A goblin who thought he was clever immediately shouted at the "dastardly schemes" of the "insidious" werewolf.

A word to wake up the dreamer!

Yes, do these werewolves shamelessly want to engage in wheel warfare? With the "sudden realization" of the goblins, countless insulting words will immediately rush from their mouths to those "despicable" werewolves.

But soon, the goblins choked on the words that were about to say their greetings to the Blade Ancestor.

Because, with horror, they saw that the war knife in the werewolf boy's hand was just a slight wave, and a flash of light shot out from the blade, instantly splitting the shouting goblin in half.

All the goblins were taken aback.

"Three moves, as long as any of you can walk through my hands three moves, I will immediately let you leave Tarak Village. Blade looked around the audience and said coldly.

The goblins looked at the cold gaze of the blade in fear, and they were all silent. After a while, he still shouted in a small voice: "Brother...... It's all up to you. ”

Seeing the werewolf boy in front of him so confident, Tooth Eater couldn't help but start worrying. In addition, when he found that something seemed to be wrong with the situation shown by the eye-eating who had been silent for a long time, the worry in his heart couldn't help but be even worse.