Easily breaking through the interception of the five skeleton leaders who were supposed to be the biggest threat, the war horse under Marcus's crotch continued to crash into the dense formation of skeleton warriors without the slightest slowdown......

The skeleton mage Kuru flying above his head didn't help again, and at this time it was hurrying to recover the soul energy it had just depleted. After all, it had cast three waves of eleven undead magic in a row, especially one of them, and there was also a fourth-level magic, which was not a small loss of its own soul energy. There are more important Lich Wars to come, and now they can be restored as much as they want.

The dense array of skeleton warriors was the best way to counter a cavalry charge. In particular, these skeleton warriors are not only much stronger than ordinary human soldiers, but they are also more typical of the fear of death. Any charging cavalry would also have a headache if they encountered such a dense formation of skeleton warriors, unless the number of charging cavalry would not be much less than the number of skeleton warriors.

But it was clear that Marcus was no ordinary cavalryman. Of course, he is a Knight of Death.

With just the frantic momentum of the war horse under his crotch, the spear raised in Marcus's hand easily pierced through the three skeleton warriors in front of him one after another. With a slight exertion, and with a slight tremor of the wrist, three skeleton warriors who were pierced through the tips of spears like meat skewers were thrown out like scarecrows. The wrist was stretched out again, and the tip of the spear that stabbed forward again swung back and forth in front of him, and two skeleton warriors were directly cut off by the sharp spear tip, and the two skeletons collapsed in an instant like shattered glassware.

At this time, Marcus was like an invincible general who rode alone into a thousand armies, the spear in his hand waved like the wind, and the spear was like lightning, and the skeleton warriors in front of the horse were scattered, or they were directly picked up by the spear and flew out. And the high-level undead war horse under his crotch was even more impulsive, crashing and kicking several skeleton warriors in a row. For a while, this person and horse rushed into the dense array of skeleton warriors, and it was quite unstoppable.

It's just that the dense array of skeleton warriors who are not afraid of death is not so easy to break through.

Even with the momentum of the initial charge, twenty or thirty skeleton warriors were killed and shattered one after another in almost a dozen breaths. But the dense array of skeleton warriors still played a fairly obvious blocking role. The undead warhorse's initial fierce charge quickly slowed down under the continuous collision with the skeleton warriors.

These skeleton warriors are too densely lined, and even the skeleton warriors at the front will take the initiative to pounce on the undead war horses that rush up, desperately trying to make the horses' hooves kick and crush them, and also use their own bones or claws to block or hold the body of the war horse as much as possible. This immediately brought great trouble to the charge of the undead warhorse.

Marcus naturally didn't just watch his beloved horse under his crotch being trapped, and suddenly swung the spear in his hand faster and more urgently......

With the Death Knight's terrifying power and lightning-fast strike speed superior to those big skeleton leaders, the Skeleton Warriors naturally would not be a match for the Death Knight Marcus. Under the swing of the spear in his hand, the skeleton warriors around him could be said to die when they hit it, and shatter when they touched. Suddenly, under the opening of the way of the swiftly swung spear in Marcus's hand, the war horse under his crotch was still firmly moving forward, although the speed of the forward rush was greatly reduced......

At this time, Marcus had already rushed directly into the center of the skeleton warrior queue, except for the skeleton warrior queue responsible for blocking in front of him who still maintained a tight formation, the skeleton warriors in the other two flank positions surrounded from the left, right and rear under the control of the high-level lich...... For a moment, the Death Knight seemed to be surrounded by skeleton warriors......

And at this time, the thirteen black knights behind had also rushed in. But they weren't so stupid as to rush straight into the hordes of skeleton warriors. After all, they're not Marcus Knights of Death. Once they lose the speed of their charge and are surrounded by these skeleton warriors, they are certain to die. A cavalryman without charge speed is not much better than a skeleton warrior.

The thirteen black knights made a straight attack on the perimeter of the encirclement formed by the skeleton warriors at this time. Like peeling a fruit with a knife, the knife of thirteen black knights slices along the perimeter of the skeleton warriors' formation. They didn't expect to be able to defeat the more than 500 skeleton warriors here, but they just killed and harassed the skeleton warriors in this way, and also relieved some pressure on the knight leader Marcus who was surrounded inside.

Just as Han Feng rushed back to the mountain bag with great momentum, the dozen or so skeletons that had originally beaten him had already started a melee with the other skeletons again, and no one paid any attention to him for a while.

Seeing that the large group of skeletons in front of him were all in a mess, Han Feng couldn't help but be a little stunned. These skeletons are all white skeletons, and they look like they are almost the same except for the slight differences between tall, short, fat and thin on the skeleton, especially the almost identical skull head, where can you recognize which skeleton you have just beaten you up? How can this revenge be avenged? ……

But he was only slightly stunned, and Han Feng immediately became ruthless in his heart again: Anyway, the people who came here to fight in a group were all coming for my treasure medicine jar, and they were not good things! It doesn't matter who you are, get down to it!

Just as he was about to bury his head and rush into this group of skeletons who didn't know whether they were alive or dead, Han Feng inadvertently glanced at his bare right wrist bone, and suddenly stopped in time,......

I'm dropping a Dao Venerable! It's dangerous! I was almost carried away by the blood. With his current broken "delicate body", he rushed in like this, and it is estimated that he should be the one who will be divided! Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! Be calm...... Be calm! Impulse is the demon that enters the body--uh...... Which ancestor said this?

Han Feng finally remembered his "delicate body" that he had not yet tempered in time, and was suddenly scared out of the "white hair" in his head...... Well, and human beings break out in a cold sweat is a meaning.

In fact, this can't blame Han Feng for being such a "dish" for the battle table. After all, he was just an alchemy boy in the Heavenly Palace of the Immortal Realm before. Since he ascended to the Heavenly Realm, he has spent thousands of years of comfortable life in the Heavenly Palace, and on weekdays, except for alchemy and cultivation, he has no chance to fight at all.

As for the fighting, it was all before Han Feng ascended. It's been 1,800 years, and who still remembers the experience of those battles. Han Feng has not encountered a battle since his ascension. This heavenly palace has not been at war with other forces for two or three thousand years, and all the immortals on weekdays only care about their own leisurely days, who has nothing to do to play, what to fight and kill?

Even those heavenly soldiers and generals in the Heavenly Palace are busy doing side jobs all day long to make money. But that's not going to happen. If they don't go to war, they won't have merit, and if they don't have merit, they won't even be able to exchange for pills to enhance their cultivation, and if they don't engage in some side jobs to make money and exchange pills, will they just eat and wait for death?

Therefore, it is no wonder that Han Feng will really fight like this. After all, this is too peaceful and happy for too long, and no matter how ** it is, it will become a pure appearance!

It seems that this close-range "bone fight" is too dangerous, so it is better to attack from afar with magic.

Han Feng, who had made up his mind, immediately mobilized the soul energy in his body, and in the fierce flickering and beating of the soul fire in the eye cave, with a "whew", a slight and invisible energy fluctuation seemed to swing in the void in front of Han Feng's eyebrows......

The seven "Horror Thorns" took shape in front of Han Feng almost at the same time, and the next moment they shot out rapidly...... This time, Han Feng can be regarded as making an all-out move, just to see how powerful his current spell ability and this spell are.

Although Han Feng and the nearest one of the skeletons were separated by more than ten zhang distance, this kind of "Soul Thorn" soul spell attack was already known for its speed. It's almost just out of the box. And in that group of skeletons, the five outermost skeletons all froze at the same time, and the next moment, there was a chaotic sound of "bang-la-la", and the five skeletons instantly collapsed at the same time, which looked quite neat and eye-catching.

Han Feng was also taken aback, but he didn't expect that this "Soul Thorn" technique, which was known as the most basic and lowest attack power in the immortal cultivation world, was so powerful against these "bone monsters".

In the world of immortal cultivation, the Soul Thorn belongs to the most basic soul type of magic, and its attack power is very poor, and the damage to the souls of ordinary immortal cultivators is low. Even those rookie-level immortal cultivators who were at the top of the Qi cultivation stage were directly hit by this kind of terrifying soul stabbing technique, they would only feel a tingling sensation on their souls, but they would not cause much damage to their souls.

But the Soul Thorn is also known as a sneak attack weapon in the battle of low-level immortal cultivators. Due to its extremely fast speed, invisibleness, and the amount of soul energy consumed was extremely small, most low-level immortal cultivators would go to study it specifically. It is a "must-have technique" for sneak attacks, shadows, or interrupting other people's spells.

What Han Feng didn't expect was that this kind of Soul Thorn, which had the worst attack power, was so useful against those skeletons. It's almost like killing one by one.

Of course, Han Feng slightly regretted that although he was able to activate seven Soul Thorns at the same time when he cast the spell with all his strength, he could only barely control five of them. Therefore, the five Soul Spikes all hit the heads of the five skeletons accurately under their own control. But the other two missed and hit the bones of the other two skeletons.

The two skeletons that had been shot to the bone by the Soul Thorn seemed to have no feeling at all, and continued to scuffle with the other skeletons. It seems that the Terror Thorn would have to be shot directly into the skeletons' heads to be effective. In fact, Han Feng was not surprised by this, this scare thorn itself has poor damage, and it is not bad to be able to penetrate the heads of these skeletons and directly attack their souls. If it hits their bones, it will naturally have no effect.

It is estimated that this is because the souls of these skeletons themselves are too fragile, and they were actually killed by this kind of horror.

Hehe, the soul is fragile, it's easy to find your weaknesses......

Looking at the large group of skeletons in front of him who were still in the melee, Han Feng grinned his mandible, revealing a sinister smile. According to the soul energy that he has accumulated so far, it is not a problem at all to release this kind of soul stabbing technique that consumes the least consumption. Even if you throw a horror thorn at each of the hundreds of skeletons here, you can't consume half of your energy.

Wow Ka Ka! You can take revenge! Han Feng took a step forward proudly, and the space at the center of his eyebrows once again rippled invisibly...... This time, five horror thorns were condensed at the same time......