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The big scene, Fuhang can't take care of it. The problem he faces now is a true Night Elf soldier.

Grom's squad rushed from the left flank, directly choking the Night Elf army's plan to encircle the Broken Wood Outpost. It greatly relieved the frontal defensive pressure of the broken wood sentry.

The question is, where does all this stress go? The answer is known only to Grom's squad. These more than 100 soldiers of War Song were instantly surrounded by the army in front and the army in the rear. From the sky, the battle situation at this time is divided into two lines, one Night Elf force is attacking the Broken Wood Sentry, and the other Night Elf troops are surrounding and annihilating Grom's Warsong team.

How big is this pressure, Fu Hang can be regarded as feeling it clearly, and the Night Elf troops who rushed up directly fought with the soldiers of War Song. The consequence of this is that the entire formation has been dispersed, and Fuhang has also been isolated.

What Fu Hang didn't expect came, he was surrounded by four soldiers of the Night Elf Clan. Before the battle, Fuhang originally wanted to conquer a few night elves with his heroic appearance and beautiful faces. But now there is no such opportunity, and the four warriors surrounding Fuhang are all strong men of the Night Elf clan.

Uniformly purple armor and holding white giant swords, these Night Elf warriors looked stern, and there was no trace of emotion on their delicate faces.

No matter, if you don't do it, then I'll do it first.

Blind Light! The Ash Messenger Holy Light in Fu Hang's hand shone brightly, and the dazzling golden holy light temporarily blinded the four Night Elf warriors. However, it seems that Fuhang's purpose has not been achieved, and after Fuhang releases this restricted skill, the four warriors instantly come back to back and gather together. Doing a defensive posture.

Such well-trained and calm soldiers made Fuhang a hundred points vigilant. The battle was not like before, he was facing the Night Elves who had been around for 10,000 years.

But what, this time the restriction of skills is that the party can't be wasted in vain. The Hammer of Justice, Fu Hang muttered silently, and the Ash Messenger in his hand swept towards the four gathered Night Elf warriors with a strong wind.

The impact of the Hammer of Justice directly dealt 1550 damage to the warrior in front of Fuhang. The rest of the fighters also took damage from 360 AOE.

Changing sheep technique, Fuhang once again took on a skill. Wants to restrict the movement of one more warrior. But Fuhang couldn't do it this time, and the warriors who had already regained their sight made a counterattack as soon as possible. The white giant sword, with a strong force, roared.

Subconsciously, Fu Hang could only hold up the Ash Messenger to fend off this attack. This time, Fu Hang really fell into a disadvantage, because he lost the initiative to attack, and it was impossible for these fourth-order Night Elf warriors to give him a chance to breathe.

Blocking one sword, there is another sword, Fuhang can only defend, and all the skills cannot be released.

Fuck, there's no way to go on like this. Fu Hang muttered in his heart. Although he now has a lot of skills in his hands, it is definitely difficult to release them in such a situation.

Fuhang relied on his own constant resistance, and he was also thinking. What can be done to resist the crazy attack of these elven warriors?

Suspended animation? Pretending to be stupid? Beg? Fuhang wanted to break his head and didn't find a suitable way. Could it be that he was really going to be cornered by these four fourth-order elven warriors? He is a heaven-defying mage with two professions and three talents, but he didn't expect to die today.

Death is death, and Fuhang began to fight for his life again. Since his crossing, Fuhang has never won lightly, and he has fallen into a bitter battle every time he fights. The world traveled through is not so beautiful.

Fu Hang's current HP and mana are only 3,100, and each of these fourth-order elven warriors has 5,000 HP. What Fu Hang is thinking about now is to use the healing power of the Divine Light, coupled with his own Holy Light physique. Blood for blood.

Since you can't block it, you can't stop it. Fuhang began to fight back again, and when the elven warrior's first sword fell on Fuhang, Fuhang's hammer of justice smashed into the body of the person who attacked him.

A sharp pain came from his chest, and Fu Hang scolded secretly. The swords of these elven warriors have no blades at all, but it is precisely because there is no blade that such a heavy force falls firmly on Fu Hang's chest, if it weren't for Fu Hang's not going down, he would have thought that his heart was misplaced.

1300 damage. It can hold on. Fuhang continues to attack, the Hammer of Justice has a one-minute cooldown, and he has to wait another minute. The current Fuhang is no longer the Fuhang that he just crossed, and now he has mastered a lot of combat skills, and he has experienced many actual battles, and he is not inferior in hand-to-hand combat.

Now Ember Bringer has experienced the level growth of Fuhang, and the damage continues to increase. Already has 420-470 attacks. Each sword has such an attack power that even if it has 5,000 health, it can be weighed.

One sword in the navigation, these elven warriors were hit by at least two swords. Don't ask why, because Fuhang is already on the verge of madness. If it weren't for Fuhang still maintaining the calmness and composure of his brain, I'm afraid that he would have activated the fallen form of the Ash Messenger, the Fallen Ash Messenger.

The warriors of the Night Elves, unlike Fuhang, have survived for thousands of years, and even more for 10,000 years. They have a deeper understanding of life, and no one doesn't want eternity, but since they have gained eternity, they never want to lose it.

But the War Song Orcs, they have not experienced eternity, they do not know such feelings. Sometimes, honor is more important to them. As for Fuhang, he has his own pursuit, and in order to achieve it, he can only fight with his life.

The cooldown for the Hammer of Justice is over. Fuhang activated the Hammer of Justice again, and this time it was released, and Fuhang was pushed to the limit. His health plummeted to less than 600 points.

The Holy Light, Fu Hang, shines the Holy Light on himself when the next sword is about to fall on his body. The power of restoring fù is to fill the blood line of Fuhang. But it can only ensure that Fuhang will not die, but the pain in the bones has not gone away at all.

The intense pain made Fuhang's mental state a little blurry, and he couldn't care about the blood on his mouth. Enduring the severe pain, he shouted, "Holy Storm!"

Although the damage of the Holy Storm does not kill all the Elven warriors, it can greatly drain their health.

Like the light of dawn, the brilliant holy light was generous again, and the dawn in the dark night, with the holy light storm of the Hanhai, swept all the elven warriors within ten meters.