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"Are you thinking that no one but you will be able to stop the griffon?" Who else will be the one who will taunt but Yang Ming?

Although Yang Ming has never been a hero, he knows this creature called "Hero" very well. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Because in his previous life, almost all of Yang Ming's enemies were like this.

They are extremely proud, and how many of them can become heroes are cowards?

As if he had seen through Moore's thoughts, Yang Ming spoke.

Then, without waiting for Moore to refute and explain, Yang Ming continued: "The griffin seriously restrained your swordsman, and if you continue to fight, although you may not necessarily lose, and there is still a possibility of winning, the final result may be that the city wall is breached, and then the Star and Moon Kingdom will have the advantage, further increasing the pace of aggression." ”

"They're using griffons to stall for time, and when the shield warriors and swordsmen are all on the walls, sooner or later they will be able to wipe out your swordsman army." Yang Ming opened his mouth with a serious expression.

A griffin pounced again, but Yang Ming was a carp that turned over and jumped on the griffin's body.

Agile and nimble, not dragging mud and water, grabbing the feathers on the griffin's neck, the dagger flashes brightly, and the weakness attacks.

The dagger plunged into the griffon's eye.

Yang Ming's current attack is simply difficult to kill a third-order creature, and even a second-order creature is very difficult, let alone a third-order creature, but as long as it hits the weak point, it can still be done by greatly weakening their combat power.

"Give it to me, griffins." Yang Ming said coldly, a griffin pounced again, Yang Ming first dodged, and then ran onto the griffin's back.

The griffin struggled to throw Yang Ming down.

Yang Ming let go lightly and fell from the sky.

Moore's mouth widened, can't this guy find death?

In the sky, it is the territory of the griffins, and the flocks of griffons dare to challenge even the dragons, he is looking for death.

Soon, however, Moore looked like he had seen a ghost.

The other griffin saw Yang Ming, an uninvited guest, and spread its wings and swooped.

Yang Ming adjusted his stance in the air, blocked the eagle's beak with his dagger, and then bit the feather on the griffin's head with his mouth.

Their feathers are as hard as steel, and the only place where it is difficult to hurt them is their eyes.

Dual-wielding mastery!

The assassination blade was in his hand, and Yang Ming stabbed it into the griffin's eye.

The griffin struggled frantically, but unfortunately it couldn't shake Yang Ming away.

The dagger changed hands and plunged directly into the griffon's other eye.

The griffin was suddenly blind.

After that, Yang Ming took the initiative to jump off the griffin again and dance in the air.

One after another griffins rushed over, all wanting to tear Yang Ming apart, but Yang Ming was simply dancing with death.

Two hands, two daggers, were used by Yang Ming's miraculous skills, every griffin that swooped over, when it crossed with Yang Ming's body, all of them fell to the ground, not that they were killed by Yang Ming, but that their eyes were all blinded by Yang Ming.

Blood poured from the sky and dripped down the bodies and faces of the soldiers of Whitehorse.

"Blood?" They don't understand, why is it raining blood?

Not a rain of blood, but ......

Is there a man fighting in the sky, and one person is single-handedly taking on the whole griffon?

The griffons had fought with the swordsmen, and the damage was more serious, but there were still more than 20,000 of them, and that man, dancing in the air, dancing with death, dodging the griffin's attacks every time everyone thought they were going to die, and even two daggers were used by him as the scythe of death, cutting off the griffins' eyes.

Losing the light, the griffons will not be able to "listen to the wind", and they will crash into the ground with their brushes, half dead.

"Deal with these griffins."

"Pikeman attack."

"Dark Elemental Attack." Yang Ming's roar came from the air.

Yang Ming's No. 1 spearmen and dark elementals obeyed the order and abandoned the shield warriors who were about to break through the city walls to besiege the griffin.

"What are you doing standing there stupidly, hurry up and attack these griffins."

Yang Ming roared with hatred that iron is not made of steel.

The griffons have been drastically reduced, and if you are careful, you can destroy them without damage.

"But these shield warriors ......" and soon they shut up, for the hero had already rushed with the swordsmen.

Moore was convinced.

He had always thought that the orcs were the bravest warriors in the world, the most fearless warriors of death, but since he saw Yang Ming's crazy actions, he changed his attention.

This crazy world is destined to be different because of this crazy person.

The thought popped into Moore's mind. And it is rare to obey Yang Ming's command and bring the swordsmen to block the shield warriors.

With Moore's swordsmen joining, it was difficult for the shield warriors to advance half a step, and they suffered a large number of casualties.

In ground warfare, Moore began to command the swordsmen in battle, and whenever he saw a swordsman who was seriously injured, he would replace him, and the shield warriors suffered heavy casualties because of their rank.

"Remove the shield warriors." The enemy immediately changed the war order.

The shield warriors retreated like a tidal wave, and the swordsmen poured in, and the battle was evenly matched.

Then, all the generals on the Xingyue side looked up at the sky and looked at the speechless figure.

"Crazy, simply crazy." The person who spoke had fiery red hair, small braids tied into twisted flowers, thick and stocky, a full beard, much shorter than ordinary people, and from time to time would hold a wine gourd and pour fine wine.

The weapon was a war hammer, and the weight was conservatively estimated to be about three hundred pounds.

Dwarven heroes!

"I've never seen such a crazy person, little man." The self-proclaimed dwarf hero couldn't even drink the wine, and his face was stunned.

"Isn't he afraid that he will be eaten by the griffons, and there will be no bones left?" The other person who spoke was young and handsome, with blond hair, and looked like a young hero who had been brought out for training.

"Matt, seeing him made me feel Motima's posture." The ordinary-looking Mark next to him muttered.

Matt was the blonde hero, and he couldn't believe it: "How is it possible." ”

Motimar is the idol of the Star and Moon Kingdom, and all the young people in the country are worshipping him and looking up to him, although that person looks very powerful, but compared to Motima, it is absolutely impossible.

"That's what a thousand-year-old empire is all about."

"No matter how depraved you are, there will be a Tianjiao character born." Xiao said coldly: "However, in order to conquer the thousand-year-old empire, this kind of character must also be strangled in the cradle. ”

"Give Motima an order to kill this man."

Moti's horse had just been caught in the sky by several royal griffons on his warhorse, and it was too late to give the order.

"Is that him?" Motima didn't see Yang Ming's appearance clearly last night, but he had a feeling in the dark, he knew that the crazy person in the sky who was fighting with countless griffins was the one last night.

"You're really different.

"You really deserve my killing."

"You will be the brightest of my Medal of Glory."

PS: First of all, I guess some people will feel that something is wrong, Motima didn't all go to the city wall just now, how did he come back here? To mention here, I used flashbacks to write about this character.