The Persian cannon fodder army couldn't stop the footsteps of the dust at all, the Spartan steel helmet on the dust head was stained with blood, and the red mane was also dyed more red by blood, his hands turned into claws, and the eight claws that flashed with a sharp cold color were like the big hands of the god of death, constantly harvesting human lives, but the surrounding Persian soldiers were endless, and they couldn't kill and clean.

Under the moonlight, Feng Chen's cold hair suddenly rose, and in an instant, he bent down his waist, and a spear stuck to his back, cutting through his cloak and stabbing it on the shield behind him, bringing out a spark, Feng Chen's eyes condensed, and he turned around and swept away, the sharpness of the claws was not something they could resist, and several Persian soldiers behind him were immediately disemboweled, and a large stream of blood gushed out.

"If this continues, I'll be trapped alive!" Feng Chen gritted his teeth and leaped, his claws slicing through the bodies of the Persian soldiers who were rushing in front of him, cutting off their heads like slicing tofu, but Epheal was getting farther and farther away from him, and had already run into the gate of the camp, but his deformed body seriously affected his movements.

As soon as he landed on the ground, four short knives came with the sound of the wind, and the dust could not stop at a foothold for more than five seconds, once it was exceeded, the Persian army would surround him in three layers and three layers outside, and the Persian army behind would also organize an encirclement.

With his night vision ability to constantly jump ahead, the claw form exerts his agility to the extreme, and the night is also the best cover, Dusty is like a dark elf shuttling through the crowd, constantly breaking through their encirclement, but even so, everywhere Dust's sight can be seen is the Persian army, as well as cavalry riding horses from afar.

This group of Persian soldiers all had crazy faces, and they all looked at death as if they were at home, and they didn't know what retreat was, which made Feng Chen extremely uncomfortable, but it was also because of this that the Persians' attacks were indiscriminate, and they always hurt their own people, which relieved their pressure to some extent.

Suddenly, there was a horn sound from inside the camp, and Feng Chen shook the blood on his helmet, looking even more anxious.

"Oops! Time is running out! Feng Chen fiercely opened his claws and pinched the head of a Persian army in front of him, and there was a sense of hatred and unwillingness in his heart, "Do you want to retreat first?" ”

"Countdown to 00:01:29"

There was still more than a minute left at the critical point of his claw form, and Ephialt had already made contact with the cavalry in the distance.

"Your Excellency!" Epheal arched his already hunched waist and looked at the Persian cavalry in front of him with a respectful expression, and the corner of his eye glanced at the Spartans who were still approaching here, and sneered in his heart.

"You're the Spartan who surrendered? Not bad! Behind the cavalry came a man in black armor, his mouth was admiring, but his eyes were full of disdain and contempt, and the cavalry dismounted and saluted on one knee.

"General!"

Mitores waved his hand, looked at the bloody figure in front of him, showed a look of admiration, and did not pay attention to Epheart, who was still bending over, and turned to ask the deputy captain of the cavalry beside him.

"Dabiang, what's going on? Why blow the horn of the main army?! ”

At this time, Xerxes sat on the throne of the Lord's tent, and he was adorned with gold and silver.

"King!" Inside, a figure shrouded in black armor wore a mask made of metal with a ghost's head, and his voice was hoarse and shrill as if metal collided.

"A Spartan broke into the gate of the camp."

Xerxes played with the glass in his hand, indifferent, as if there was nothing in the world that could attract his attention, and then he stood up, his height of 1.9 meters gave people a sense of oppression, and his eyes were full of conquest.

"Bring his head to me!"

At the gate of the camp, Feng Chen had fallen into a bitter battle, but the Persian army in front of him was like a tide, killing a tide and rushing out again, and he didn't know how many Persian troops he had killed in these four minutes, but he still couldn't see the end.

"It's time to retreat." Feng Chen's body was covered with bloodstains, and he was extremely unwilling to glance at Epheal who was sneering at him in the distance, gritted his teeth and retreated backwards, and the covering Stelios was nowhere to be seen at this time.

"He's going to run away!" The admiration in Mitorres' eyes faded, and his face turned cloudy, he could think that once Xerxes knew that he didn't leave this Spartan, he would definitely have a hard time in the future, and shouted angrily: "Leave him for me!" ”

However, the agility of the E rank in the form of dust sealing claws is maximized, and ordinary people can't keep up with the speed of sealing dust at all, F and E are a big step apart after all, although there are many thousands of troops, but if Feng Chen wants to leave, as long as he is not targeted by everyone, the probability is very high, and the head is still the Persian cannon fodder army, to put it bluntly, it is the slaves plundered by the Persian conquest of other countries' city-states, and the physical fitness is very poor, and there is no orthodox training.

"The claw form has passed the tipping point!"

"I know!" Feng Chen roared in his heart, he couldn't close the claw form at all now, and once he closed himself, he would definitely not be able to break out of the encirclement.

Just when Feng Chen jumped out of the encirclement and turned around to retreat in the direction of Hot Spring Pass, a sound of breaking the air from a distance came faintly, Feng Chen scolded secretly, and used his claw form to jump forward desperately, and several sharp arrows with metallic luster were slammed into the position where Feng Chen jumped away with killing intent, and the arrow body went directly into the hard, leaving only the feathers at the end of the arrow trembling slightly.

Before Feng Chen, who was jumping in the air, came to his senses, an indescribable sense of crisis came to his face, Feng Chen's heart was cold, and he burst out with a foul sentence, "Damn, the things of the dog day are calculated Lao Tzu!" ”

The arrows just now were obviously luring themselves to dodge, and the opposite side calculated that they would jump, and the height was also perfectly calculated, so that the dust in the air would definitely not be able to dodge!

With the strength of the arrows just now, once you shoot yourself, you will definitely be shot out of a hole, and Feng Chen directly denies opening the shield form, and once you open the shield form, the body energy will be drained, and then the Persian cavalry will cut off their heads in minutes.

Between life and death, lightning and flint, Feng Chen forcibly shrunk himself into a ball, using the Spartan shield on his back as a shield.

"Bang!" With a bang, the impact of the arrow cluster colliding with the Spartan shield made Feng Chen's body shake in mid-air, and after landing on the ground, Feng Chen was pushed out more than two meters, but the sense of crisis in Feng Chen's heart was still not lifted.

"That's not right!!" Dax's fighting instincts, as well as Dust's own fighting instincts, sensed a hint of potential threat, like a poisonous snake lurking in its burrow, staring coldly at its prey.

These all happened in an instant, Feng Chen jumped out of the encirclement and was about to leave, a few arrows lured him to jump, and then shot a prepared cold arrow from the opposite side in mid-air to offset his landing location, what can he bring to the archer on the opposite side after the offset, there is only one possibility, position and angle!

Since these are not killer moves, where are the real killer moves?!

There's only one place left, heavenly!!

Feng Chen looked up and saw the scene that made his scalp tingle, an arrow with a black shadow rushed down from the sky like lightning with unparalleled momentum, and the clouds it passed through were cut a hole by the momentum that surrounded it as it fell.

Under the moonlight, there was a sound of air grinding violently over the heads of the pursuing Persians, and they stopped their pursuit, and saw a black shadow faintly visible to the naked eye falling towards the Spartan in the distance.

Behind it is the rain that is about to fall, it is like a king, leading the soldiers behind the raindrops to charge and kill the enemy, in the eyes of Feng Chen, the countless rain lines have become an overwhelming rain of arrows with killing intent.

Unable to dodge, a feeling of being locked was born from his heart, Feng Chen roared angrily, his short hair soared into the sky, and he no longer hesitated at the last moment, and decisively turned on the shield form to protect it with all his might, and his right arm turned into a shield made of black and red flesh and blood to block the top of his head.

In an instant, the invisible sound wave spread out at the position where the arrow cluster came into contact with the shield, and the horses of the Persian cavalry who were running in front of the pursuit directly let out a tearing sound, and even the people and horses fell to the ground, and most of the Persian soldiers who followed closely behind covered their ears and fell to the ground wailing, and some even fainted directly, and the Persian undead army that had just driven out was blocked by the Persian cannon fodder that fell to the ground in front.

The splashed dust filled the surroundings, making it impossible to see the situation inside, Feng Chen's pale face was flushed with a very abnormal flush, gasping for breath, the ground centered on him cracked like a spider's web, and he was also stuck in a pit more than two meters deep, the scarlet cloak behind him was still swaying with the wind in the aftermath, swallowing the blood that was about to spurt out, Feng Chen tried to stand up, grabbed his right shoulder, and staggered forward.

In his original position, a severed arm was left there, gushing black and red blood.

The sharp pain almost cracked the corners of Feng Chen's eyes, he opened his mouth wide and let out a silent roar, and then took out the healing props, medical bandages, and a large number of commonly used healing items from the space storage ring and used them on his broken right arm.

The heavy rain finally fell, and the world began to wash, and with it came a strong wind.

"Dax!!" Stelios and Astynos rushed out of the corner of the cliff, Stelius's eyes lit up, his pale face and shocked eyes looked at the bloody dust, "Dax! ”

"Dax!" The sunny young man of Astinos had long since lost his sunny smile, and he hurriedly dared to stand up the swaying dust.

It turned out that after Stelios successfully attracted the attention of a small number of Persian people, he retreated, preparing to go to the bottom of the cliff to help seal the dust, and on the way he met Astinos, who secretly followed, and the two decided to work together.

"As? ......" Feng Chen's eyes were blurred, he was no longer able to see the figure in front of him, the duration of the claw form had already exceeded the critical point, the shield form drained all the energy of his body, and the damage caused by that arrow was definitely more than E+, and he couldn't resist it at all with his own body energy, if it wasn't for the shield form of the black light virus, he would definitely die at this time.

The two hurriedly set up the unconscious dust and ran towards the hot spring pass in front, once the pursuers behind chased again, it would be complete death.