Zhang Qingfeng couldn't see the tragedy faced by Heilongwei?

Forgive him for seeing countless life and death partings in his five hundred years of life in his previous life, reflecting the heat and coldness of thousands of worlds, hearing Du Dayan's desperate and painful voice, and seeing those small eyes full of tears, his heart couldn't help but feel a pang of pain.

"Qianli, go and help Tie Niu, I am here to command. ”

Zhang Qingfeng endured the grief in his heart and said to Du Dayan expressionlessly.

He knew that now was not the time for the bravery of the horseman, the Black Dragon Guards were all beaten stupid, even if he wanted to make a move in person, he had to stabilize his position before making a move, otherwise, the panicked Black Dragon Guard would only die faster and more.

"Your Highness, brothers can't die in vain!"

Du Dayan wiped his tears, and the cultivation of the Fifth Heaven of the Qi Refining Realm, who had just been promoted to the peak, roared angrily, and joined the battle circle.

Zhang Qingfeng's voice shocked the morale of the leaderless black dragon guards, and the nearly four hundred people who heard the words 'tortoiseshell array' and still had the strength to fight again quickly contracted the formation and moved closer to the middle.

Tortoiseshell formation, which is the most commonly used defensive formation in large-scale clan warfare.

To put it simply, it is to shrink all the forces to the extreme, with the wounded and the weak in the middle, and the armor and shield soldiers who can still fight resist the enemy's rush in the form of human walls and shields, so as to delay time, consume the enemy's physical strength, and wait for reinforcements or wait for the opportunity to counterattack.

There are many formations in the army, most of which need to be trained hard to exert the power of the formation, but the tortoiseshell formation has no fixed training methods, even the crossbowmen can form a formation to resist the enemy at a critical moment, which is nothing more than sacrificing the outermost group of companions.

This is a helpless move to protect the big at the expense of the small.

It was also a sacrifice that had to be made.

The strength of the Demon Panther Warriors was so strong that seven or eight people fell under their claws in almost every breath.

Even though Zhang Qingfeng had dozens of ways to defeat the strong with the weak in his heart, he didn't have time to lay out the confrontation at all.

Fortunately, more than half of the people in the Black Dragon Guard have had the experience of being beaten by others.

He has a unique understanding and talent for this kind of magic circle that can be formed by instinct.

Therefore, when he heard Zhang Qingfeng's order, he immediately began to shrink the formation, retreated back to defense, and formed a tortoiseshell formation at the door of the council hall without a shield and without heavy armor, completely stacked in the way of rolling meat balls on a meat wall and falling into a mountain of meat.

"Stupid humans, actually gave up fighting back, are you waiting for death?"

The Demon Leopard Warrior, who had never had a defensive concept in his consciousness and only knew that he was fearless and charged, saw the actions of the Black Dragon Guard, and was a little incomprehensible, and they all stopped temporarily.

"Yan is right, the human warriors are really too weak, it seems that it is time for our Thunder Tribe to change territory. Another Demon Leopard warrior replied.

"Okay, then kill all the humans here first, and wait for Yan to come back and surprise him!"

"Up!"

The Demon Leopard Warrior spoke in his own language, and after a brief exchange, he unfurled his claws and pounced on the black dragon guard who was huddled into a ball.

Looking at the black dragon guard that was clenched like a snowball, Zhang Qingfeng slowly took off the brand-new robe he had just changed on, took off the Qiankun bag around his waist, and put the matching sword that his father Zhang Beitianxin prepared for him on the ground.

After doing all this, Zhang Qingfeng gently turned the Xuankong Ring on his finger, and in a faint flash, two Rat King blades fell into his palms, and the next moment, his person disappeared.

The Demon Leopard Warrior has a keen perception of danger far beyond that of humans, and almost at the same time as Zhang Qingfeng disappeared, a Demon Leopard Warrior who was about to dig open the chest of the Black Dragon Guard suddenly let out a strange scream, and the body that pounced forward shot out diagonally in a strange posture that humans couldn't do at all.

A rain of blood dragged out a long rainbow in the air with the body of the Demon Leopard Warrior, and Zhang Qingfeng's figure emerged behind the place where he had stood before, and the blood-stained Rat King Blade swept in place with the wave of his arm, chasing the direction of the Demon Leopard Warrior's evasion.

The Demon Leopard Warrior is naturally strong, and ordinary weapons can't cause damage at all when slashed on the body, even if it's a treasure weapon, it can only barely break the defense, but Zhang Qingfeng's knife almost cut off the entire arm of the Demon Leopard Warrior, if he hadn't dodged in time, he would have been in a different place and died.

But the danger was not lifted, as soon as the Demon Leopard Warrior's feet touched the ground, Zhang Qingfeng's Rat King Blade arrived again, and slashed at his throat with a sharp sound of breaking the air.

At the moment of life and death, the amazing speed of the Demon Leopard Warrior was finally able to exert itself to the extreme, the horror in his eyes was still condensing, and his body had already slid nine meters away from the ground against the ground.

The Demon Leopard Warrior is fast, Zhang Qingfeng is not slow, his feet slam on the ground at a speed that cannot be seen by the naked eye, and the Rat King Blade is still chasing the throat of the Demon Leopard, and continues to cut forward like a maggot attached to a bone!

The Demon Leopard Warrior, who was known for his speed, never expected Zhang Qingfeng to have such a terrifying speed, and in a hurry, he no longer dodged, and his uninjured left claw slammed into Zhang Qingfeng's heart.

This is a life-for-life style of play, if the right arm is not injured, the demon leopard warrior can also use his claws to fight back, but Zhang Qingfeng's sneak attack just now abolished one of his arms, and the sharp short knife that can easily break the defense is by no means something he can resist with one left hand, and only with this style of play can it be possible to force Zhang Qingfeng to save himself.

The arm of the Demon Leopard Man is half a foot longer than that of ordinary people, and this Demon Leopard Warrior has reached the extreme of his life in terms of speed and strength in a desperate blow, and the claws that can easily pierce the iron armor reached Zhang Qingfeng's chest earlier than the Rat King Blade, but the human boy in front of him not only did not save himself, but the short knife in his hand still cut into his throat without moving forward.

Burst!

Burst!

With two soft sounds, the clothes on Zhang Qingfeng's chest were scratched out of three black holes, revealing the leather armor of the Rat King inside.

The Rat King's blade sliced through the neck of the demon leopard warrior almost at the same time, and the leopard's head covered with earthy yellow hair flew into the air, and after landing on the ground, it rolled out five or six meters away, and was blocked by the corpse of a black dragon guard.

The scene of Zhang Qingfeng's sneak attack on the Demon Leopard Warrior naturally couldn't escape the eyes of other Demon Leopards.

It's just that after seeing the Black Dragon Guard's vulnerable combat power, no one took this self-contained human teenager in their eyes at all, they were full of confidence in their companions, so except for the exclamation that made them froze for a moment, the attention of the rest of the Demon Leopard Warriors was still locked on the Black Dragon Guard.

But the familiar smell of blood caused the seven Demon Leopard Warriors to stop killing almost at the same time, and they all turned their heads to look at the dark corners.

"Dai was killed!"

"How is that possible?"

"It's that lowly human!"

No one dared to believe their eyes, the blood of the headless corpse that was slowly falling to the ground spurted out from the neck like a fountain two or three meters high, and the familiar body was their companion Dai.

"Kill him and avenge Day!"

"I'm coming!"

A Demon Leopard Warrior, who was slightly stronger than his companion, jumped up and pounced towards Zhang Qingfeng.