Ling Xingyue killed the main general of Warat, and began to wander around the barracks, such a dark night, coupled with the whistling wind, the entire camp has completely become Ling Xingyue's home field, the opposite side are some blind people, deaf people, in front of Ling Xingyue, there is no one general at all, as long as he finds that there is a Warat officer, he wants to organize the army, control the chaos, is to step forward with a knife, this knife is pulled out by the backbone of Warat, as more and more officers fall, the chaos becomes bigger and bigger, the Warat soldiers who are scurrying around, Was it that he was cut off by a sharp blade on the ground, and the fear was infinitely magnified in such darkness.

Suddenly, in the barracks of Warat, a white light lit up, and outside the three green tents, three shamans lit up their staffs full of feathers, bones, and bells, becoming a light in the darkness. Ling Xingyue had long known that there were shamans in the camp, and when she saw that these three people were stabbed, she couldn't help but be happy, it seemed that these three shamans lacked battlefield experience regardless of their mana, and as soon as their stature was low, they rushed towards the three shamans as soon as they were mixed in the crowd running around.

The three shamans didn't know what was going on, at the beginning, they didn't care too much, in the hearts of the three shamans, they were able to hide from their own ears and eyes, and the attack on the Warat camp did not exist at all, and the chaos must have been caused by something blown by the wind, if they came out early to check, it would be too disrespectful, and when they heard shouting everywhere that the Hull people were coming, the three of them came out of the tent, but the entire military camp was already in chaos, in order to see the situation clearly, the three people stupidly lit up the staff in their hands, It has become the brightest target in the entire barracks.

The three shamans are all disciples of the ancient body shaman, on the grassland, the shaman is the most noble person who can communicate with the immortal sky, and the ancient body shaman who ranks first among the shamans, that is, the immortal heaven on the earth, can see the supreme glory, so these three shamans who came with the army, which Yan Turi has always used the highest level of courtesy, dare not have the slightest neglect, if it is not because the escort of grain and grass is too important, it can be said that it is blasphemous to ask the shaman to accompany the army.

These three shamans arrived at the barracks only sat down a lot of things, to help the army to reconnoiter and prepare, and communicate with the animals on the grassland, which was originally the natural ability of the shaman, this time with the army, the ancient body shaman sent three personal disciples, which was already to the Great Khan of Warat, a big face, so, although these three disciples have no actual combat experience, but Nayan Turi still gave the three of them the best treatment specifications.

It's just that as soon as they entered the battlefield, the inexperience of these three people was revealed, in such a chaotic situation, it was not certain that there was no invasion of foreign enemies, and the three of them actually dared to light up the staff, but it was a pity that Ling Xingyue was not an arrow saint A bone fight, otherwise, these three shamans were afraid that they would die on the spot if they couldn't even see the appearance of the enemy.

Ling Xingyue blended in the crowd and quietly moved towards the three shamans, but Warat's army still respected the three shamans very much, and the chaotic team automatically split in front of the shaman, and no one directly collided with the shaman:

"What's going on, what's going on, everyone calm down, don't run blind!"

The three shamans began to shout, wanting to calm down the chaotic crowd, but Ling Xingyue would not give them such a chance, to integrate these chaotic armies and calm them down, a figure flashed, and a long knife with a faint red light oozed from the blade, and went straight to the current shaman and slashed over, this brother never thought that someone in the crowd would shoot at him, and he was stunned, but fortunately, his staff, suddenly spewed out countless tree branches, blocking in front of him, so that this inevitable knife went away.

"You! You! ”

The shaman pointed at Ling Xingyue and was still shouting, Ling Xingyue had already withdrawn and returned, hidden in the darkness, this time the shaman finally stopped waiting, the long staff slammed to the ground, a light flashed, and the crowd within seventeen or eighteen meters from him was all shaken away, and the two junior disciples behind him also used the staff to spew out seven or eight balls of light, ignoring the sound of the wind in the sky suspended in the air, illuminating the ground in the vicinity up and down.

Ling Xingyue knew that it was best to fight a quick battle here, the chaos in the military camp had been completed, but after all, he had few soldiers here, if he was eaten by these three shamans, then this good situation might change, thinking of this, he would no longer hide it, the long knife in his right hand was faintly red, and in the palm of his left hand, a small fireball was in the light and extinguished.

As soon as the three shamans took out the ball of light and illuminated the nearby ground, they saw a black-clothed and long-haired warrior with a long knife in his right hand and a fireball in his left hand, wandering around the three people, pointing at his staff, and preemptively asking:

"Who are you and what are you going to do?"

This question almost didn't make Ling Xingyue laugh, who am I and what am I doing here? At this time, do you still need to ask, are these three shamans amused by their brains because they have been dealing with animals for too long, thinking of this, Ling Xingyue suddenly had an idea, and the long knife shook and stopped. The fireball in his left hand also extinguished his brilliance. A gentle backhand salute to the trio.

"Three, but the shaman?"

"Exactly, who are you?"

"I'm from the kingdom of Daming, and my name is ...... Hey?!"

Hey, Ling Xingyue's eyes looked at the sky behind him, and the three shamans looked back in unison with Ling Xingyue's eyes, and in an instant, Ling Xingyue's body was like a cloud of smoke, and he disappeared in place in an instant, and in the next second, he appeared next to the three shamans, and a sword light slashed at the three shamans who had not yet come back to their senses.

"You...... Sneak attack!"

Before the word sneak attack came out, the shaman standing in front was already covered in blood, and a long wound crossed his entire chest, Ling Xingyue didn't say anything, his left hand flashed again, and a dark red fireball shot out towards the shaman standing in the second place.

As soon as the fireball left Ling Xingyue's hand, it suddenly skyrocketed, and inside the dark red fireball, there were many more dark blue shadows, so close to the distance, the second senior brother who didn't react, had no way to dodge at all, the staff in his hand was horizontal, countless vines wrapped himself and the junior brother behind him, and with a bang, the fireball exploded, and the huge smoke and dust enveloped this fire lord straight into the sky.

Although it was a successful blow, Ling Xingyue didn't dare to be careless, just in an instant, the two shamans had already wrapped themselves with vines, although this fireball was a direct hit, and they also added a special magic flame to the fireball, increasing the attack power of the fireball.