Menghuan Red Dragon didn't want to fight with the Shura, he just wanted to settle the battle as soon as possible, so that he could lead the people out of the encirclement. Therefore, after killing the Shura people who pounced, he did not stop and continued to face the other Shuras.

Just now, the people of the upright dynasty in the small circle have been almost killed with arrows, and there are more than eighty people in the big circle outside, in terms of numbers, they definitely do not have an advantage, but they have three wizards, and there is still a chance to force them out.

The battlefield is always changing, and anything can happen. Therefore, it is necessary to solve the current dilemma quickly, as quickly as possible, which is the most correct way, which will make the people of the Righteous Dynasty scramble, and that is their chance.

He knew that there were still soldiers of the upright dynasty hidden in the mountains and forests, and if these people rushed out, if they wanted to break out of the encirclement again, they were afraid that it would be annoying again.

When he slashed the rushing Shura people with a single sword, the remaining four Shura people became cautious, but after a little hesitation, several people still kept an appropriate distance and rushed towards the red dragon.

The distance kept by the four Shura people was very particular, and it felt like a battle formation.

It's just that Meng Huan Chilong doesn't care about any battle formation now, he just wants to kill the Shura people, rescue all the clansmen, and then take them to break out of the encirclement, escape into the mountains and forests, and continue to deliver messages to Yitian City.

But before he could rush a few steps, a sharp spear was the first to stab from the side, it was a metal spear, which looked like it weighed nearly 100 catties, and the sharp triangular spear had barbs at the end, which could expand the wound, and it looked like a vicious weapon.

He stretched out his long knife and blocked the spear, but a force rushed in, causing the long knife to jump, and a strange force also rushed into his body, forcing him to take two steps back in a row.

Fortunately, he already had experience with the power of the upright dynasty, and with a turn of blood and qi on his body, he basically dissolved this power.

Seeing that the spear was useless, the Shura man followed closely, and the iron spear in his hand was used as a stick, and he smashed it down with his head. At this moment, the sound of breaking the air could be heard, and the iron spear fell with the sound of the wind.

Looking at the frame, the long knife could not block this blow, so he had to retreat again, but two more weapons attacked him from the left and right.

One Shura with a two-handed sword, the other with a short halberd, plus a long iron spear in hot pursuit, is equivalent to three people besieging him. Behind them, there was also a Shura man, who was staring at the red dragon with fierce eyes, thinking that there would be a chance to make a move, and he would never be relentless.

He knew that blindly retreating would weaken his fighting spirit, and it would also make the people of the Righteous Dynasty more rampant, as a hunter, he knew the truth of bravely defeating the narrow road, otherwise he would not be able to hunt those large mountain beasts at all.

He roared, the long knife was close to his right elbow, and the thin battle qi in his body spread, and at the same time, he used the strongest golden magic power now, and urged the "backing technique" to increase his strength and speed, and rushed towards several Shura people fiercely.

The outstretched left hand appeared a faint metallic color, and slammed into the short halberd that struck it, and the long knife in the right hand reached towards the person who made the two-handed knife. His eyes were fixed on the person who made the long iron spear, because of the increase in numbers, he decided to fight hard, he couldn't be entangled by these people, and he must fight quickly.

The long iron spear of the Shura people, instead of sweeping, but piercing with a spear, this is his chance.

With a muffled grunt, he felt a stab in his right arm, but he also felt his long knife cut through something, and his left hand slapped the halberd in the short handle, causing it to bounce back.

Although his palm was loaded with golden magic power, he still felt that his palm was torn apart by the power of two people in this impact.

Unfortunate is the Shura man with the long spear, when a spear pierces, his body shakes, let the spear pierced, the whole person crashes into the arms of the Shura who made the spear, so that the other party has no chance to hide.

This was a full force collision of the "backing technique" around the red dragon, and the shoulder hit the chest of the Shura man, only to hear the sound of bones breaking, and the Shura man flew out with blood in his mouth.

Between the lightning and flint, he burst out of the three of them, and turned around to see the man with the double knife, covering his abdomen, looking at him in disbelief, and the long knife in his hand was dripping with blood.

The fourth Shura and the Shura who made the silver halberd looked at him in disbelief, as if they did not believe that he had easily escaped from the siege of three people, and had killed two of them.

This can no longer be said to be a skill, it is completely a kind of deadly play, to put it bluntly, it is to exchange injuries for injuries, injure the enemy by a thousand, and self-inflicted injuries by 800.

But this kind of fighting also made the two Shura people a little frightened, they were not stupid Asuras, they wanted to live and have a lot of good lives to live, so these two people did not rush up, but took a few steps back.

Meng Huan Chilong looked casually, and found that there was a half-foot-long wound on his right arm, and the muscles of his left palm were cracked, revealing his metacarpal bones.

It stands to reason that he should not have such a serious injury if he carried all the golden magic power and protected himself with a faint battle qi. But he was really injured, which can only prove that his magic power is very weak.

He had added a few wounds to his body, and the wounds he had received in the stockade, which had not yet had time to heal, were now wounded again, giving him a headache, and there was still no time to heal the wounds, and the blood would continue to flow and weaken his strength.

But he really didn't have time to care about his wounds, and the blood fell on the green grass bit by bit, and a pain was stimulating his nerves, making him have beads of sweat on his head. But he didn't flinch, but he had a pride in his heart, and he killed two of them with two knives, so the rest of the Shura people were naturally ghosts under the knife.

He yelled at the remaining two Shura, "Come again, I want you to die." After saying that, he stabbed backhand, and the head of the Shura man with two knives flew up in the back.

The Shura man also looked for death by himself, and when he was injured, he honestly lay on the ground, anyway, Meng Winding Red Dragon thought he was dead, but he wanted to get up, so he died.

After killing the Shura people with a single sword, he rushed towards the remaining two Shuras, because he saw that the soldiers of the upright dynasty were surrounding him one after another, and he had to fight quickly, get rid of these people's siege, and rush out with his people.

The people of the upright dynasty originally relied on the large number of people and wanted to play with a few barbarians. Unexpectedly, the Wu people were desperate, and more than 30 people had been killed and wounded, especially the appearance of Menghuan Red Dragon, who killed and injured many of their soldiers with arrows, as well as a few Shura, which made the whole situation uncontrollable.

In the queue of the Duanzheng Dynasty, someone let out a helpless shout, and the soldiers of the Duanzheng Dynasty actually stopped, but still surrounded them. The two Shura people who faced the Menghuan Red Dragon, after hearing the shout, quickly retreated and distanced themselves from the Menghuan Red Dragon.

The soldiers of the Duanzheng Dynasty have admitted that they are unable to fight again, because the losses are too heavy, and they can't stop these Wu people at all, so they send a signal to ask for support, and now they can only surround quietly, not in a hurry to attack, and when they arrive, they will capture or kill these Wu people in one fell swoop.

This made the battlefield that was still killing just now suddenly seem quiet, and also gave the clansmen a chance to breathe and communicate.

Seeing that the upright dynasty was not attacking, he ran to the Menghuan Fire Fox, threw down his long knife and pounced, shouting: "Brother, brother, don't scare me, are you okay?"

Several of the clansmen had already surrounded the Fox and protected him in the middle. Menghuan Iron Eagle is healing him, because Menghuan Iron Eagle is a water-attribute magic power, and he is still a wizard, which is just right for healing.

Wrapped around the left shoulder of the fire fox, leaving a wound thicker than an egg, although not completely penetrated, but it was similar, the wound was very deep, and it was certain that it had hurt the pipa bone of the shoulder, which made the wound more troublesome, and if not treated in time, there was a possibility of disability.

Meng Huan Tie Ying's palm pressed against the wound, urging the water magic power with all his might, trying to control the bleeding. I saw the black light flashing at the wound, and there was a trace of blood flowing down, which showed the magic power of the iron eagle, it was difficult to heal the wound at once, what could be done was to make the injured bleed less.

Hunters know that if there is too much blood, people will die.

When he saw the wound, he calmed down and said, "Brother, it's okay, just eat the Muscle Pill and raise it for a few days." ”

The fox looked at him and said softly, "I've already eaten." ”

Everyone in Menghuan Cottage has a "Muscle Pill", which is the welfare given by Wu Gong, they hunt all year round, and it is difficult to ensure that they are not injured by fierce beasts, so the Healing Pill is used to save their lives.

When he heard that he had taken the pill, he was a little more calm, because he believed in Wugong's medicine very much. If it wasn't for the one that I gave to Ma Linlong, I would have given it to my brother now, so it would be safer.

The golden horn leaned over at this time, and let out a aggrieved cry against the red dragon, and his body was still a little trembling, it seemed that the ghost gun hit it just now, so that it was not lightly injured, I don't know if the bones were broken.

He squatted down and hugged the golden horn, his hand groped lightly on it, as if trying to find out where the injury was, and his eyes turned red all of a sudden, the golden horn was equivalent to a member of his family, equivalent to his relatives, but now his two relatives were injured.

"Golden Horn, where's the injury? It's okay, you'll be fine. But, but I, I don't have any pills on my body. He was a little ashamed to say this, and felt that he was sorry for the golden horn.

Poor Golden Horn couldn't speak, just hummed aggrievedly, and from time to time gently hit the red dragon with his head, as if talking about the pain in his body.

Seeing this scene, Meng Huan Chilong was even more sad, because of his own reasons, not only the dead clansmen, but also Brother Ah and Jinjiao were injured, and the other clansmen were also injured, which made him feel a little blameful.

At this time, the Menghuan Mountain Tiger next to him stretched out a hand, and there was a "Muscle Pill" in his hand.

"Give it mine, this guy is in good health, it's fine, as long as he takes the medicine, he will be fine soon." Golden horn, isn't it? We're going to fight together!"

The golden horn was indeed sensible, and shouted softly at him a few times, and then looked at his master, Meng Winding Red Dragon.

Meng Huan Chilong looked at the injured golden horn, and then looked at the bleeding wound of Ah Ge, and felt sad. "I'm so useless, how can I let you be surrounded by people. ”

When he said this, he not only blamed himself, but also put himself in the position of the principal to consider the problem.

"It's not your fault, it's because we're not vigilant enough. When the Golden Horn led away the people chasing behind, we didn't expect that there were still people guarding in front, so we were blocked here. It's a big deal to kill again, and we'll escort you out. Meng Huanshan Tiger said as he fed the elixir to the Golden Horn.

The golden horn knew that the Menghuan Mountain Tiger was good to it, and after taking the pill, he licked his hand with his tongue.