He took a few steps again, catching up with Bell and the others, raising the gun and another blow, another wurmon was overheaded, when the headless corpse fell to the ground from Bell's side, Bell pulled back the riding spear from the body of the other wurm, looked back at Yu Wulife, this shot just gave Bell the siege, otherwise, he would definitely be injured by the headless wurm.

When Bell turned around, he saw a large group of wurmmons rushing up from behind Yu Wusheng, and Vivien pushed the shield three meters away from his body, and there would be no defense effect in the distance.

"How can there be a knight guarding between this little girl and the little boy? I feel the breath of a dragon from that boy, could it be that this boy is a dragon? This girl is a dragon knight herself? Then you made a mistake by handing over Ingram to him?" Manuel asked with a frown when he saw the combined shield on Yu Wuming and Vivien, this situation made him incomprehensible.

"That one named Yu Wusheng is a dragon man, and it's not bad that he will have the breath of a dragon on him, otherwise, with Ingram's temperament, will he follow this Yu Wuxing?" Tutankhamun looked back at Manuel with disdain.

"Whose descendant is he? I remember the last dragon man was a hundred and fifty years ago, and the dragon energy on this guy would be too strong? If I hadn't seen it with my eyes, I would have thought he was a dragon." Manuel snorted.

"His dragon qi belongs to the Eastern Dragon, not to our dragon, why do you still want to make a friendship?"

"No, this kid is in trouble now, I don't want to solve the mess for him!" Tutankhamun smiled, smiling brightly, he patted Manuel and said, "Then let him deal with it himself, let's see what he can do." ”

There are more and more wurmmons around Yu Wuming's back, Yu Wusheng has to turn around from time to time to take care of his back, although the fireball can overturn several dragon wurmists, but it can't bring substantial damage to the wurmmon, and can only use the Mini rifle to kill with one shot, but the number of wurmists is too much, and on-site loading is obviously not a way, only one shot can be completed, and the empty gun will be dispersed, and a new one will be summoned immediately, so the speed is much faster, and the mana consumption is also much faster.

When Bell turned around, he had already seen Yu Wusheng's embarrassment, he needed his own support, but there were still many wurmists in front of him, and he had to hold on a little longer, waiting for his side to weaken the wurmmon in front of him again, so that he could free up his hands to support Yu Wusheng.

Gunshots after shots, three of the five shots were on Bell's side, he was in a hurry, he knew that this was not the way, those wurmmons just surrounded Yu Wusheng and Vivien from behind, and without the blessing of their mounts, they would only perish in an instant.

Bell shouted, a fighting spirit bullet from the tip of the dragon's spine spear, slammed into a wurm in front of him, knocked it dozens of meters away, and beat more than a dozen wurm beasts around it into rolling gourds, the wurm that was hit by the fighting energy bullet, fell to the ground, spurting a mouthful of blood from its mouth, obviously unable to live, those who were hit, several of them also rolled the ground, and couldn't get up for a while.

The pressure in front of him immediately decreased, he looked to both sides, the other four were entangled by several wurmmons, and there were countless wurmmons squeezing over behind him, if he took a step out to rescue Yu Wusheng, it was likely that not only Yu Wusheng could not be saved, but he might also have to put the four of them in Jara.

As he hesitated, several dragon elephants behind the wurm herd raised their long snouts, and several magic bullets glowing with different magical brilliance flew towards him, and before he could react, his place was already covered by the explosive glow of the magic bullets.

Mirapoles and Karazan looked at the battlefield with a gloomy face, the battle had begun for nearly half an hour, none of the seven humans died, at most a little wounded, but the number of wurms killed in the battle was more than thirty, most of them were in the hands of the magician who walked behind the five human cavalry, the wand in the hand of the magician was too strange, as long as the head of the wand flashed with fire, there must be a wurm that would be killed, which made the two dragons angry, and they wished they had gone to end the magician.

Of course, the five cavalry who suddenly came to the front were also very annoying, they faced countless times more wurmmons, not only did they not collapse, but also several times with the support of that magician, they beat a certain wurmon team to collapse in the local area, and they clung to their fighting spirit, so that the magic wurmon in the rear did not dare to participate in the battle, finally, the human who took the lead, forced back more than a dozen wurmmon in front of him, and the magic wurmon finally had a place to use, a magic cover, completely hiding the human being in a magical light, such a powerful magic, this human should die！

The light of magic slowly dissipated, and bursts of coughs came out of the light mist, Karazan's heart sank, such a fierce magic attack still couldn't kill one of them, he knew that even if these wurmmons had no brains, they at least had a little bit of wisdom, and there were only seven people on the other side, and there were five or six wurms on their side, but they couldn't deal with the other seven, and their morale would only get lower and lower until they completely collapsed.

"That...... That one...... What a scout class!The more you kill, the more you kill, the more blood I can extract in a while, and the better the effect of the armor on your body after the bloodbath......!

As soon as this sentence fell, several of the wurmmons on the top line had already retreated, and if it weren't for the dense wurmmons behind them, they might have turned around and fled.

No dragon wants to be an additive to someone else's armor. This is the idea of those wurmmons who have been killed, they naturally put themselves in the position of wurm, as long as they work hard, sooner or later they will cross that hurdle and fly to Jackie Chan, but they didn't expect that the black and orange dragons standing behind them and supervising the battle did not take them seriously at all.

Manuel's words, most of these wurmmons can understand, and even if they don't understand, the innate level suppression of the upper dragon to the lower wurmmons, as well as the innate spiritual transmission, can also make them understand that more and more wurmmons have lost the courage to continue fighting, especially those wurmmons who have gone around the back of humans to outflank them.

Although their casualties are not large, in their cognition, they rush up from behind humans, and humans should panic and collapse, but the fact is that humans do not panic or collapse, and the wand in the hand of the magician keeps taking away life, and the dead wurmmons are all killed by the storm, blood gushing out of their necks, coupled with Manuel's words, making these wurmists hesitate, hesitant, and at a loss.

Mirapoles didn't know what to do, he rubbed his hands helplessly, and said to Karazan: "What should I do? What should I do? This is too back! Too back! If this continues, these beasts will only lose their fighting spirit!

After that, it was a timid wurmmon, taking advantage of their inattention, actually ready to sneak away, Mirapoles immediately became angry when he saw it, and the wurmon didn't know whether it didn't hear it, or deliberately pretended not to hear it, and ran wildly into the depths of the Yarm Valley without hesitation.

The Wurmmon's actions immediately attracted the attention of many Wurmists, and they were all watching Mirapoles to see what the real dragon would do, and if the Wurm was okay, they didn't mind following the example of the Wurmmon and slipped away en masse.

It's just that the wishes are always good, the reality is always cruel, and Mirapoles didn't even move, just spat on the back of the wurmmon.

What is the dragon's saliva? It's dragon's breath! A dragon's breath that didn't look big at all gently smashed on the back of the wurmmon, and the wurm immediately fell into the dust, and the scream made the staring wurm involuntarily tremble, only its neck was swinging incomparably, but its body was motionless, and the dragon's breath directly smashed its spine, and the body below the shoulder instantly lost consciousness.

The flesh hit by the dragon's breath turned into pus at a speed visible to the naked eye, but in just a few minutes, a wurmmon had turned into a pile of bubbling pus, and those wurmmons who wanted to flee with them were shocked and overwhelmed.

"Attack me at once, and grind these humans to death!" Mirapoles roared.

The attack is fierce again, no wurm dares to retreat, those who are in front are even more crazy, they themselves will die, so if you can pull a human back, it should be a good deal!

None of the wurmmons thought about it, they only piled these people to death, so the remaining wurmmons could survive, so those wurmmons in the back squeezed the wurmmons in front of them to those humans, these humans killed so many companions, they would always be tired!

Whether it was a melee wurmon or a long-range wurmmon, they rushed forward in a swarm, whether it was with fighting energy or magic, as long as they could use it, they all greeted the five of them, regardless of whether the magic or fighting spirit was compatible.

A French wurmon on the left threw a fire bomb at Bell, and there may be another French beast on the right who also threw a water arrow at Bell, and the two magic acts on Bell at the same time, but the result is not counted, a bang exploded in Bell's ears, and Bell's black face that has just been shown by a large number of magic fires is even darker, although there is no injury on his body, but two streams of blood in his ears have flowed all the way to the neck stalk, and he can't hear anything for a while.

In another place, a wind-based giant ape's fist smashed into Oder's face, on the other side, the earth-based violent bear slapped a palm on the top of Oder's head, and the fighting spirit of the two systems was raging on Oder's head.

As for Yu Wuming's side, those wurm beasts had already surrounded the two of them, but it wasn't that the Yin Spirit Python Armor had the attribute of mutual defense, and the two of them had already laid down.

Vivien struggled to support the shield as she pushed the shield in her hand outward, pushing the wurmon out of balance, and the longsword in her right hand would take advantage of the opportunity to reach out like a snake and take a life.

Yu Wuming has completely handed over his back to Vivien, his job is to put the muzzle of the summoned Mini rifle on the head of a certain Wulong Valley, and then pull the trigger, empty one, and disperse immediately, the magic power here has not completely dissipated, the new Mini rifle has appeared in his hand, and another round of shooting gunfire has been heard.