With a stroke of Fang Jin's long sword, he circled the oncoming sand ghost into his attack range. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although the sand ghost has the nature of a spirit, physical attacks can still cause a lot of damage to it. Although the feeling of the bloody blade stabbing it was still a little floating, as if it had pierced into thick cotton, the terrible cry of the sand ghost was enough to show the success of Fang Jin's attack.

With a strange voice screaming a few times, the sand ghost struggled to stretch out his arm and hugged Fang Jin.

Attempt to repeat the old trick and unleash the Soul Entanglement!

Seeing it raise his hand, Fang Jin knew what this guy wanted to do. With a sneer, a sword slashed down, directly cutting off its arm!

This unjust soul is entangled, and naturally it can't be launched.

Although the characteristics of the spirit determine that the other party is different from ordinary creatures. The severed arm squirmed a few times, and soon became one with the body again. But it doesn't matter, if one sword is not enough, another sword will come!

Under the light of the torches in the distance, Fang Jin's sword was like thunder, and he slashed six or seven swords in a row!

The sand ghost, who had no other characteristics other than a sneak attack, really had no means to show his hand in front of an experienced master like Fang Jin. was beaten by Fang Jin and screamed again and again, watching his body thin and close to disintegrating.

But at this moment, a cold wind suddenly blew behind Fang Jin.

Another sand ghost took advantage of the darkness to cover his back and launched a sneak attack!

Ordinary professionals, in this case, or many and a half will suffer a loss, or even be directly overturned. But who is Fang Jin?

If this trick is tricked, the six years before rebirth will inevitably be too unsuccessful.

He ignored the attack from behind, and only launched the refraction before the sand ghost attacked him!

A near-transparent shield quietly appeared around the body, blocking the attack of the sand ghosts.

Taking advantage of the three layers of refraction, Fang Jin stepped up his attack, and the last second consecutive slash ended, killing the first sand ghost like lightning. Then Huo Ran turned around, faced the second sand ghost who sneaked up, and slashed out with a backhand sword.

Just a dozen seconds later, the battle is over!

The two sand ghosts did not drop anything except a few dozen magic gold coins.

But the price paid by the Cuiling camp for this is quite heavy.

At least two professionals, plus several ordinary security guards, and a fool who was known to Fang Jin himself!

Looking at the corpses not far away, as well as the smell of blood in the air, Fang Jin couldn't help but frown.

He suddenly had a hunch that in the defensive battle of the Cuiling camp this time, even if he intervened, he might still repeat the mistakes of his previous life. Or even if you change your fate, the loss will not be less!

A quarter of an hour later, the crisis in the south-west direction was deemed completely resolved.

In order to appease the turbulent people in the camp, Fang Jin had to temporarily lift the restriction of silence. Two professionals were sent to spread the word to the camp, describing the two invading sand ghosts as "fish that slipped through the net", and informing them that they had been wiped out.

The timely move has played a role in calming people's minds to some extent.

Despite the darkness, the survivors were terrified.

However, such a sense of crisis is not all bad.

Before this, many ordinary people didn't dare to risk their lives to fight Warcraft, because they felt that there were other professions who could protect them. Although life is inevitably difficult, it can still survive. And this experience made them really feel the importance of strength.

In the previous life, every time the survivor camp was attacked, after that, there would be a group of ordinary people, more or less in number, who gritted their teeth and awakened to become professionals. I just want to be able to protect myself without having to hand over my own safety to others when I encounter this situation again.

Perhaps, this time is no exception.

Of course, the premise is that the Cuiling camp will not completely fall in this crisis.

………

After the sand ghosts, several more demonic beasts circled to the southwest one after another.

There is a lesson from the past, and this time the newly sent professionals have raised their vigilance. Although the strength was still bad, it was able to successfully support the reinforcements and ensure the safety of the defensive line.

After supporting several waves of attacks in a row, the sky finally lit up again when the remaining professionals were almost exhausted, the durability of weapons and armor was close to dangerous values, and the mana was exhausted.

The potholes, claw marks, and sword carvings that can be seen everywhere silently tell the fierceness of last night's battle.

The direction of the stone wall of the camp has been mostly destroyed in the waves of attacks of the demonic beasts, and many hard stones have been affected in the battle, crushed into stone powder.

The stench of demonic beast blood stained the place as far as the eye could see was a dark red.

Even if the camp had been cleaned twice, it still couldn't completely remove these traces.

By the light of the cloudy sky, Wei Gong, whose eyes were darkened, looked at the hill with a heavy heart, and sighed deeply after half a sound.

A strong sense of foreboding rose in his heart.

"Brother Fang, if you really can't do it, do you want to consider breaking through in advance?"

After thinking about it, he took the initiative to find Fang Jin.

Fang Jin's previous prophecy in "Apocalypse" was still clearly remembered by Wei Gong. It describes a possible scenario in the future: the camp is breached, and only a few people break through.

If the final ending still has to break through, Wei Gong thinks about how to keep more people!

"It's not there yet."

Fang Jin thought about it and gave this reply.

Seeing that Wei Gong seemed to have something to say, Fang Jin waved his hand to stop his argument and took out the conch-shaped horn from his storage backpack.

"What is this?"

Seeing what Fang Jin suddenly showed up, Wei Gong was a little surprised.

After a few glances, his heart moved.

Although I don't know what this horn is for, since the other party shows it so solemnly, isn't it?

Fang Jin glanced at him incomprehensibly and ordered, "Go, while the demonic beasts are still gathering, gather all the professionals." ”

Sure enough, there is a way!

Wei Gong's eyes lit up, and he did as he was told.

Knowing that there was still hope in the Cuiling camp, a surge of strength suddenly emerged in his extremely tired body!

Soon, more than two dozen professionals were summoned.

Most of the armor on their bodies was in tatters, and many of them were still carrying injuries that had not yet healed, and their average blood volume was no more than half.

Not to mention morale, although there is still a will to fight, in the face of the real predicament, it is inevitable to be a little shaken.

Some people even whispered, feeling that Fang Jin and Wei Gong summoned everyone to come to announce the breakout. There are a considerable number of people who think this way.

"Cheer up, Cuiling Camp is not yet at the last moment."

Fang Jin shouted angrily, and the momentum full of confidence made the professionals below feel refreshed.

Perhaps, the "apocalypse" in front of him, is there a way?

In front of their eyes, Fang Jin took a deep breath and asked, "Do you want to hold the camp?" ”

"Of course!"

"Who would want to risk breaking through if they could."

"Boss Fang, just say what to do!"

The voice sounded in twos and threes, although some people had a twinkle in their eyes and their attitude was not very firm, but it was already very good to have this response.

"That's good!" Fang Jin took out his response horn: "I have a way!" ”