The power that erupted from the body of the thin undead was still secondary, and the three barbarian warriors fell to the ground and died in just one look, this scene made everyone lose their minds for a moment, and at the same time that the last hammer smashed the barbarian's head, the feeling in everyone's hearts was like a wave crashing headlong on a solid reef, menacing but suddenly bursting apart. [Latest chapter reading.]

Later, a barbarian who rushed up under the drive of inertia couldn't help but panic when he saw the fate of his companion, and the weapon he swung out suddenly lost the momentum he had when he came, and his arm only completed a stiff movement, and then he saw a fierce mace getting closer and closer to him, and his mind came from the inside of his body with a painful groan, and the familiar world in front of him suddenly turned upside down, and the whole person was thrown off the ground, and his limbs made a series of bones shattering in the air, and finally fell to the ground in an extremely twisted and strange posture.

The unexpectedly powerful counterattack made no one dare to step forward for a while, and more open spaces came out around the thin undead's body, and the situation was extremely strange.

Finally, someone shouted: "Don't panic, he's just a person!"

Then the man rushed forward, his steady and powerful pace and calm voice immediately infected the people behind him, the brave blood in the barbarian's body finally boiled, as if from the chest cavity desperately squeezed out of the roar one after another, the surging power seemed to drown the short figure opposite, but then a louder roar suppressed all their voices, it seemed that the thin undead not only wanted to crush the opponent in force, but also to overshadow them in sound, but then the discerning man found that things were not so simple, with that loud shout, the people within four or five meters of him were shocked and dizzy。 ^^ mind was buzzing, as if there were countless magic flies flying non-stop.

The next scene made the onlookers completely appreciate the strength of this thin and short fellow, he was like a ferocious monster, the mace and the sawtooth knife were waved excitedly in his hands, and the people who approached him were like the meat on the board being chopped, smashed, and then trampled on the soles of his feet and crushed all the way. Trailing behind a trail of tattered flesh and blood

In a very short time, all the barbarian mercenaries who rushed up were lying on the ground.

The undead acolytes stood silently, and if it weren't for the thick blood that had congealed on the blades of grass beneath their feet, it would have made one feel that the slaughter had nothing to do with them, and they didn't look tired and panting on the surface. In fact, they didn't know what fatigue was, and the situation seemed even more inscrutable to the eyes of the Knights, even though they looked rocky. But mentally it is impossible to say that there are no fluctuations.

The skinny undead has a very different personality than his companions. He waved two huge and ferocious weapons in both hands a few times, and yelled at a knight monster who looked unpleasant on the opposite side, looking extremely arrogant, the knight's cheeks twitched, why me? He felt insulted, but the double restraint of discipline and reason of the knights made him suppress the idea of rushing forward, and his hand was stiffly pressed on the hilt of the sword and did not move.

Until this time, Luo Lan had not felt any special connection in his heart, but now was not the time to delve into it. He quickly put aside his doubts and smiled indifferently: "Captain Netomund doesn't seem to care about the lives of his subordinates. ”

Netomund's expression remained unchanged, and he said indifferently: "Barbarians are destined to die out from this world, the difference is only sooner or later, and it is their honor to die in your hands." ^^

Luo Lan frowned slightly, he heard a hint of extraneous sound from the other party's words, as if these barbarians seemed to be deliberately sent by the other party to kill him. Although this idea seems very unreasonable. But according to the current situation, it seems that the other party will never do meaningless actions, and anything impossible can be possible. So what exactly is this purpose?

But Netomund obviously didn't want to give him time to think about it, he waved his hand calmly, and a team of twenty people suddenly broke out of the queue, although the number of people this time was much smaller than the last time, but the people who walked in the front were human paladins with cold expressions, whether it was the equipment or weapons on their bodies, they were not comparable to the barbarians' stragglers, they did not rush up, but maintained the inherent formation, slowly and patiently pushed forward, and the pace also had a certain rhythm, the surroundings were suddenly quiet, and there was only the sound of steel boots stomping neatly on the ground for a while, in the eyes of the undead acolytes, it was not a person who came at this time, but a wall, a solid and thick wall!

Netomund watched the battle in front of him for a long time, the silk glove in his hand had been removed, and he patted his horse's neck lightly with a leisurely expression, as if he was in the hands of victory. ^^

Luo Lan knew that although the wildness and combat effectiveness shown by the undead acolytes just now could indeed deter ordinary warriors, in the eyes of those with rich experience and strict training, they had already seen the characteristics and advantages and disadvantages they had revealed

It looked like he was already on the losing edge.

But he was not in a hurry, and even the corners of his mouth were slightly sneering, the other party's hole cards had obviously not been opened, obviously looking for a suitable opportunity, but why wasn't he? The potential of the undead acolyte has never been fully stimulated, so he just took this opportunity to hone it. His gaze turned to the skinny undead, could there be such a surprise again?

The other party who paid attention in his eyes let out an excited roar at this time, and rushed forward first, the hammer in his hand had been raised high, and with a snort, he brought up countless blades of grass and smashed down at the head of a paladin, the paladin hurriedly raised the shield in his hand to block upward, and a faint glimmer of light emanated from above, obviously turning on the defensive magic, but the expected fierce impact did not happen, and the contact between the two weapons was just like a gentle breeze blowing through the leaves, making a not very loud contact sound.

The paladin had already used all his strength to prepare for this heavy blow, but there was no power on the shield, and the feeling of emptiness made him feel extremely uncomfortable, and his body involuntarily leaned forward, and he suddenly lost his balance!

The skinny undead grinned, and the serrated knife in his other hand swept towards the prey in front of him with a "hiss". **

The paladin was very annoyed, this could not be blamed for his mistake, because the rough brutality of the other party just now left too deep an impression on him, which led to his error in judgment, but this was not an irreparable mistake, he dared to do this also with his own honor guard, just when the serrated knife was approaching, the other shield stretched out diagonally to block the front. **

The serrated knife smashed the shield inward, and then dragged it downward, and the serrations embedded in it suddenly produced a tooth-aching sound against the metal shield, and carried a series of scattered sparks.

It was the paladin's companion who was in the way, and he was so caught by the brute force that his knees bent down, but he didn't retreat, because his companion behind him held his back with his shield.

The skinny necromancer screamed, and he had to take a step back, not only from the shock force from his hand, but at the same time, at least three slashing swords swung at him around him, and this scene also happened to several other undead acolytes, who had obviously beaten the enemy to the point of no return, but were forced back by attacks from different directions.

They suddenly realized that what they were facing in front of them was no longer a scattered barbarian, but a team that cooperated closely with each other and was well-founded!

Netomund smiled mockingly, these paladins have been cultivated under their own hands for more than ten years, each of them is carefully selected and has undergone rigorous training, and the consciousness they have been instilled is not to fight alone, but to cooperate in a group, although they are both paladins, but they are far from being compared with the paladins on the central continent, and the level is even lower, but now through the method of cooperating with each other, their strength can be more than doubled, plus everyone has some simple auxiliary magic skills, in the case of more people, the greater the effect。

Netomund suddenly wanted to see how far the other party could go in all the plans that had been arranged. He raised his head and looked at Luo Lan on the high slope, Hmph, after your subordinates are all killed, no matter how strong you are, can you still fight against all the knights here at the same time?

At this time, a dazzling light entered his eyes, and Netomund found that a late sunset was sinking into the horizon, and on the high slope, Luo Lan's figure stood in the middle of this blood-colored light, his cheeks and body were only left with a dark shadow, and the fluttering robe was like the breath of the devil, and a panic suddenly appeared in his heart.

Netomund's hand on the horse's neck immediately stopped, and then he took a few steps back with the reins, and looked at the several paladins leaning around, only then did he let go of his hanging heart, but he didn't find that a few drops of sweat had oozed from his forehead, obviously he was not without pressure in the face of Luo Lan's gaze, but before he could wipe it, the outstretched hand froze, because at this time, the situation on the field had changed amazingly. Next, I'll try to speed up the ** part of these chapters.