The horned illusion looked thin and weak, but his riding skills were extraordinary. The Wyvern under his seat was like a part of his body, like an arm. The soldiers who fell behind the team were just the opposite, flying with the team very reluctantly, and I really don't know how they behaved after the battle started. It's just that at this time, I can't take care of so much, first overwhelm Meng Jin's flying cavalry team in terms of numbers, and let those clansmen have a psychological shadow, so as to better persuade them!

"Whew!" Suddenly, the cavalry, who were on guard at high altitude, blew their horns.

"Enemy attack, array!" Horn Fantasy gave the order as soon as possible, and asked the cavalry to line up and prepare for battle.

As soon as the formation was lined up here, a burst of arrows suddenly burst out of the dense forest below, attacking the Wyvern Warrider from the bottom up. The weakness of the Wyvern Beast is its abdomen, and if it is injured by an arrow, it may lose its combat effectiveness in a moment. But at this moment, a light flashed, protecting all the slightly flustered war horses. At the same time, a wave of courage rose in the hearts of the warriors, and the dragon beasts under the seat also seemed to be obedient a lot, and they stabilized the formation at once.

"Shield of Fighting Intent!"

"Courage breeds!"

"Skillful!"

"Super Vision!"

"Strength Boost!"

In just the blink of an eye, the Spirit Pupil had already blessed the five auxiliary combat skills on the eight hundred battle horses on his side. This is the power of the High Priest! With a single move, the combat power of your own soldiers will be greatly increased, and the morale will be high. It's just not over yet......

"Dread!"

"Retardation!"

"Debilitation!"

"Flash!"

"Winding!"

The talent of this girl is so high that people are really speechless, and five skills are instantly above the rebel cavalry team below, which further widens the strength of the enemy and me.

The beasts in the dense forest roared endlessly, and hundreds of flying dragon war beasts flew out of the forest like a tidal wave, and directly launched a charge towards the leader Chenping and Lingtong. And the current one person held the giant axe, and slashed forward majestically, and suddenly an axe light rose into the sky, directly taking Chenping and Lingtong.

"Fighter's Eye, open!" A giant eye suddenly opened in the sky, and the momentum of all the cavalry in the sky was gathered together. Immediately after that, the arrow flashed, and a golden arrow shot out from the center of the giant eye, which directly broke through the axe light, and pierced through the power of the war cavalry array below. Tomahawk strike!

Meng Jin. The tomahawk was shocked when he saw this, and wanted to withdraw without saying a word. But the golden arrow came too fast, and it hit the flying dragon war beast under his seat, throwing him to the bottom of the dense forest. When he looked up in horror, the war horses in the sky had already launched a powerful military formation under the leadership of the opposing commander, as if a huge flying dragon was facing the hood, colliding with his own war horses.

"The shaman is here, surrender and don't kill!" In the midst of the rushing sound, another voice was even more shocking, making the rebel army's morale steam steam on the spot.

A warm breath that was completely different from the battle array suddenly spread, like a gentle mother calling for a child from afar. For a moment, the rebel soldiers were distracted, and immediately abandoned their weapons and surrendered more than half of them. Even if the rest have no will to fight, they want to escape by harnessing the flying dragon war beast!

"Kill!" Suddenly, a murderous aura appeared in the dense forest, and several bright lights and figures appeared, all of them rushing towards the spirit pupil in the center of the Flying Dragon Warrior Horse, intending to put him to death.

These people grasped the timing extremely accurately, and when everyone was fighting the rebel cavalry with all their might, the guards around Lingtong were temporarily distracted, and they brazenly launched an attack. But just as they were about to succeed, the riding beast under Lingtong suddenly turned into a shadow, blocking all attacks for Lingtong. Before the attackers could wake up to what was going on, the figure that should have been dead suddenly turned around and slashed the heads of the two attackers with a razor-sharp blade of lightning.

The last attacker, seeing that the momentum was not good, turned and fled without saying a word, but at that moment a dragon lance flew from above and stabbed him to death on the spot. Then the dragon shadow flashed, and the horned phantom rode the wyvern beast to the side of the spirit pupil, and looked down at the spirit pupil in Xingji's arms, and saw that she was not injured, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Can you escape?" Chenping on the side didn't pay attention to the side of the spirit pupil, but concentrated all his spirit on Meng Jin. The body of a tomahawk. He bent his bow and arrow, and a golden arrow flew away again, striking at Mengjin, who was fleeing.

Seeing that his cavalry had been routed by his opponent in a single charge, Meng Jin already knew that the tide was turning. Originally, he also hoped that the professionals sent by the guild could kill the spirit pupil, so he might still have a chance, but he still failed to do so. At this time, he immediately abandoned all his men and fled in the direction of the steppe cavalry. After only a few steps, a strong death crisis emerged from behind, so frightened that he hurriedly turned over and wanted to escape. However, this time he was destined to be unlucky, and the arrow light flew past his side without relentlessness, but the bone-eroding golden light on it was shining right on his whole body, quickly taking away his life. And where the arrow passed, the grass and forests withered and turned into a dead ground!

"Monkin. Tomahawks are dead! Chenping shouted, but his eyes were fixed on the shadows in the dense forest, ready to shoot the professionals who were ready to attack at any time.

Hearing that the commander was dead, the last bit of courage of the rebel cavalry was exhausted, and they all stopped and were captured. Seeing this, Jiao Xuan didn't dare to be careless, and immediately ordered his subordinates to watch those rebel horses, for fear that they would be dying and struggling, and they would lose both. And just as he was about to disarm the captives, he was stopped by Chenping.

"Do you still think you're Phantoms?" Chenping asked loudly.

"......" The captives were silent for a while, and they all lowered their heads unconsciously.

"Today, Lord Shaman has decided to give you another chance, are you willing to return to the Phantom Clan?" Chenping continued to shout: "If you are willing, then ride on the Wyvern Beast, pick up the weapons in your hands, and kill all the plain cavalry that is coming!" ”

"......" heard the patriarch's words, not only were the captives taken aback, but even Lingtong and the others were stunned for a while.

"Fight for the Phantoms!" Chenping didn't care what everyone was thinking, and just shouted: "Wash away your shame with the blood of your enemies, kill your enemies, and fight for the Phantom Clan!" ”

"Fight for the Phantoms!" One of the captives cowered and cried out.

"Fight for the Phantoms!" Someone started, and someone immediately followed.

"Fight for the Phantoms!" Finally everyone shouted in unison, and the sound was loud and loud.

"Kill!" As soon as Chenping gave an order, all the captives turned over and rode on their own wyvern beasts, and followed their patriarch to pounce on the approaching steppe cavalry. The Spirit Pupil and the Horned Phantom led the 800 Wyvern Warriors to the rear to prevent the captives from rebelling again.

The shouts of killing in the dense forest shook the sky again, and the two torrents collided fiercely......