A realm that the sword can never reach.

Because of the girl knight at this moment, even the shining blonde hair was as sharp as a sword blade, piercing Zhao Kuo's chest.

But as if to accept it, Zhao Kuo did not escape.

After falling, only the shaking of the scale armor remains.

This is an afterimage.

Can't admit the fact, because Lorrain is piercing a soldier.

"Let your guards die in your place?"

"No, you're killing nothing but my hatred."

Slowly as the cyan smoke faded, Zhao Kuo reappeared in front of him.

Endless hatred.

"I'm sorry kid," Zhao Kuo looked at Wen Cheng as if mocking, "The current wizarding world is in a troubled era when many heroes are rising together, and I am really unwilling to entrust my resentment to you like this." ”

Wen Cheng was unmoved and raised Ning Zhi to aim at the west wind, "It's okay, I didn't plan to ask for you." ”

Compared to your scattered trio of Heroic Spirits at the beginning, it is the upper and lower hearts that can win in the end, even if it is a legion of mid-level and low-level Heroic Spirits.

So it doesn't matter where your grudges are resolved, it doesn't matter where the 400,000 souls are comforted, it's none of my business.

Even the one you want to be the one who combines offense and defense.

Whether it is the doubts of relatives and friends or the denial of history, you will eventually die with resentment.

However, Wen Cheng's thoughts were not well heard by Zhao Kuo, because he was already at war with Luo Lan.

Immediately put on his monocle, Wen Cheng unexpectedly found that Luolan's physical signs had recovered to eighty percent!

The new belief really made her high morale! So...... I can't be left behind either!

Of course, that's what to do with the beast in front of you.

Wen Chengzhi stared at the west wind less than five meters in front of him in a daze, it was lowering its body slightly, and its eyes were locked on Wen Cheng's shoulder.

Even if a horse has fangs, it is not sharp enough, but if the farrier hits the skull, it will cause instant death.

There is no fear in the eyes of the young man, only the consciousness of accepting reality.

The fact is that Wen Cheng's vertebrae and shoulder bones are on the verge of shattering, and the internal bleeding has reached a severe state, and the signs are endangered, which can also be corroborated in the nervous eyes of Rumei and Su Meng, but Wen Cheng repeatedly raised his hand to signal them not to interfere. Because what I want is mutual recognition between Loland and me!

The bones were about to break, but they were still full of fighting spirit.

Even if the beast in front of him was as fast as the wind, Zhao Kuo also had a large number of stand-ins condensed by hatred.

This opponent is so tricky that even Ryu Jin is a little difficult to start.

After suppressing the pain, Wen Cheng slowly put away Ning Zhi and raised his hand again.

"Boom!"

A white light exploded in the sky, but the cyan wraiths showed no sign of dissipating.

Failed?

Hatred is not a product of darkness, or that the form in which they condense is not entirely anti-human.

How good is that?

The west wind didn't give him time, and the slowly raised shovel emitted miasma from under the iron armor, and began to rush forward menacingly.

Wen Cheng raised Ning Zhi and pointed straight at the west wind, and at this moment, a white light flashed.

Lorrain appeared beside him and rested the sword in her right hand on Wen Cheng's sword.

It was not a gesture of protection, but the two of them together set their swords together in a cross, aiming at the belly of the horse that jumped overhead.

The cyan flash was accompanied by a huge impact.

Wen Cheng immediately felt that he was spinning out of thin air, first hitting a tree, then hitting a cobblestone path on the side, sliding for several meters before his breathing stopped, and his vision was blood-red.

If you close your eyes here, you'll die. Wen Cheng gasped for weakness and slowly opened his eyes.

The first time to confirm the Luo Lan who fell aside.

In a hazy sense, it was discovered that Lorraine had lost fifty percent of her signs because of the blow, and the red fluorescence that began to jump meant that they would not be able to survive the next attack.

If you don't stand up......

At this moment, Wen Cheng was stunned by the scene in front of him.

"That's enough, you two."

With a voice like reproach, Su Meng appeared in front of the two.

An unimaginable scene, Meng'er is protecting me.

As if looking at a child's farce-like indifferent eyes, Su Meng glanced back like this, and faced the west wind with firm eyes.

The delicate hands, feet and neck, Su Meng, who was supposed to be standing in a safe area, looked directly at the beast without a trace of fear.

In the distance, Rumei and Zhao Kuo began to engage.

"Wen Cheng, let's go." After throwing out these words, Su Meng stepped forward.

Of course...... It's impossible to go! It's you who are leaving!

Wen Cheng desperately supported his upper body, and at the same moment, Luo Lan jumped up.

Unthinkable developments, it stands to reason that the most important time to kill Zhao Kuo has passed, but now he has to face a sharp turn in the battle.

To make matters worse, he was not given time to come back to his senses.

The west wind jumped again, and the fangs in the air began to drip saliva, and if he was hit by such a body, Su Meng would die instantly.

No!

Wen Cheng desperately tried to arouse his limbs to move forward, but he couldn't stop the bloody fact that was about to happen.

However, in the next moment, this doubt was dispelled.

"Wen Cheng, don't worry."

While speaking, Su Meng's body floated in midair.

She raised her right hand, which was too delicate.

"Meng'er!" Wen Cheng's shouting was too late.

As if to dispel Su Meng's existence, the front hooves of the west wind dragged a black light and waved it down mercilessly.

......

Wen Cheng stared in amazement......

Bloody water.

This is not a metaphor, because Wen Cheng and Luo Lan are bathing under the blood of hundreds of times that of ordinary people at the moment, and their whole bodies are dyed red.

The beast rolled its eyes as if overwhelmed by this, but after that, Wen Cheng understood what was happening.

There were dozens of heads that fell at his feet.

Still hanging in the air is the magician of the sky who has taken off his glasses.

The battle isn't over yet, though.

Behind the three of them was a four-body monster with seven or eight heads and a dozen horse hooves, glaring at cyan fury with the remaining consciousness.

A short prostration struck Su Meng, and he was caught by Wen Cheng after floating down with the residual buoyancy.

"I didn't expect it...... Missed. ”

The bloody fiancée laughed as she spoke.

Her left arm was shattered by the impact just now, but the rest of it was intact, and even this smile was not a warm smile for Wen Cheng, but a cruel smile for a fool.

And Lolan's guilt has been replaced by anger, and she turns to face the monster.

But the situation suddenly reversed.

All three of them felt a sudden abnormality.

An indescribable hiss sounded, as if coming from beneath the Yellow Spring, from the torn belly of the beast.

It was the suffocating aura of the battle's loyalty and resentment.

"Stand back! Let's step back! Su Meng broke free from Wen Cheng's arms, "Its aura is no longer at a normal level!" ”

Moreover, Rumei in the distance was also knocked away by Zhao Kuo, who was gradually glaring at him.

With a loud roar, several cyan flames burst out of the four tubulous rows of horses, and the flames spread in an instant, and then immediately wound into steel bones and frames, gradually turning into giant ancient chariots, and the glowing flame-colored wheels emerged from the darkness and kept rolling.

At the same time, Zhao Kuo put away his long sword, called out a halberd, spun it several times above his head and then smashed it to the ground, and one after another halberd-wielding soldiers condensed into flesh appeared beside him, tall and burly even more than twice Zhao Kuo's, as if a mixture of dozens of unjust souls completely illuminated the park at night, like fireworks rushing into the sky. The thin scale armor on Zhao Kuo's body burned away in an instant, and a thick piece of armor appeared, followed by the tiger tooth chest armor.

To be precise, there are more than thirty giant warriors around Zhao Kuo.

What is the cause of this?

"We're no match anymore!" Su Meng pulled Wen Cheng back desperately, and shouted at Rumei, "Retreat, retreat!" ”

Seeing the slightest hesitation, Zhao Kuo didn't even look at a few people, and slowly walked towards the chariot.

Obviously a simple and intellectually inferior monster, Wen Cheng suddenly saw a thousandfold death in those bloodshot eyes.

The four of them were occupied by fear and kept retreating.

What happened to make Zhao Kuo suddenly activate his legion-level skills?!

It was another pressure that was approaching in the sky.

Say?!

The breath of frost falling from the sky fell in front of the four of them.

"Do you want to kill me? General Zhao. ”

Fusu pulled out the Northern Desert Frost and smiled faintly.