Li Lu closed his eyes and mobilized the elemental power flowing like a breeze, spreading towards an area of two kilometers, using the echo to feel the elemental aura on the body of the person named Wang Yi, and found that he had not formed an elemental channel in his body, and he was a novice who had just learned to use his abilities.

"Didn't you ask me to put pressure on them?" Yan Yu said seriously.

"I didn't say strengthening those samurai." Li Lushen coughed dryly twice.

"If you don't strengthen it, you can't hurt the man in black."

Yan Yu was out of the strength of the man in black to arrange the attack, and for a moment of carelessness, he neglected the other two mortal bodies.

"Oh, what time is it?"

Yan Yu glanced at the watch in his hand and said, "It's a little more than 9 o'clock." ”

"It's so late, you look at this side first, I'll mobilize the ghost soldiers to arrange the Tianlun plan."

Li Lu straightened his body, fell forward, and kept accelerating, it was better to leave here first, he really couldn't afford to suffer if something happened.

The body vanished without a trace after hitting the ground, leaving no trace.

Liu Yanyu was speechless in place, and the warriors besieging Wang Yi and the others began to take neat offensive steps.

Since this is already the case, let's see if Wang Yi and the others can pass this little test, and then take it back is not Yan Yu's style.

Although the speed of the samurai was slow, the distance of about five meters was only eight or nine steps.

Wang Yi kept swinging the nameless sword, trying to mobilize more elemental power on the sword, but the light never increased.

Cutting a way to send Mi Xue out, although the idea is good, it is estimated that it will be difficult to implement.

What to do, the samurai was getting closer and closer, and he didn't have time to think about it anymore, so he called up a wind ball with his left hand to increase the silk support.

The flying carpet test flight failed, Mi Xue put away the scarf on the ground, called up two rapidly rotating fireballs and Wang Yi's back, formed a triangular defensive formation, and called softly: "Xiao Yi." ”

"It's okay Sister Xue, you will follow closely behind Brother Kai for a while."

Wang Yi's voice was a little low, judging from the current attack situation of the samurai, he should be cut by one size fits all, and he felt a little guilty for not being able to protect Mi Xue.

"What can happen, maybe we can see the scenery on Huangquan Road in a while, maybe we can be sisters and brothers when we are reincarnated in the next life."

Michelle has a smile on her face, enjoying what it's like to be alive, and if fate can't resist it, cherish the freedom before it comes.

Wang Yi was a little more relaxed after listening to Mi Xue's words, not afraid of death, but afraid of not being able to do his duty like a man, he felt so forgiven, lifted his spirits, and said with relief: "Yes, yes, so that there will be a beautiful woman in the family in the future, and I can find another wife, it is indeed good, Sister Xue, a word is a certainty!" ”

When the mouth was finished, he roared angrily: "Fight! ”

The Wind Ball flew out without aiming, and it could attack the samurai in any direction.

The strength of the strengthened samurai increased greatly, and the samurai who was attacked by the wind ball only swayed slightly.

The two fireballs exploded violently on the samurai's body, less than two meters away, and the flames that rebounded back shook Mi Xue's eyes, causing her to cover her eyes tightly with her hands and squat, gritting her teeth fiercely, not daring to make a sound, for fear of affecting Wang Yi.

The samurai raised his black sword aloft and prepared to slash at the creatures.

Wang Yi had no way to retreat, so he could only bend down and let the warrior's black knife slide a little longer, which could be regarded as a psychological comfort, concentrating on holding the sword and stabbing the last blow at the warrior in front of him.

"White Decision?"

The man in black muttered to himself and spat out a question, then spun and ascended, throwing out a circular black sword qi in the air at a height of three meters, knocking all the warriors who were pressing up to the ground.

Before Wang Yi's sword could attack the warrior, he had already seen the warrior fall to the ground, and he looked sideways to see the man in black who was slowly falling.

picked up a life, and the samurai was still struggling to get up on the ground, and immediately reacted: "Sister Xue, go quickly!" ”

Two seconds passed, there was no movement behind him, and when he turned around, he saw Michelle squatting on the ground uncomfortably.

Although the samurai was knocked to the ground, there was no explosion, looking at the attack of the man in black just now, it seemed that he had thrown a big move, but the effect was limited to this, thinking that the strength of these samurai covered with red patterns must have been greatly enhanced, and the man in black may be difficult to deal with.

Time was pressing, and the samurai might stand up and attack again in the next second, Wang Yi hurriedly picked up Mi Xue, stepped on the samurai with courage, and ran outside.

Stepping over the body of the three samurai, he felt the steel of his left leg and foot stuck on the edge of the last road, and he didn't have to think about it to know that he was caught by the samurai on the ground, and the moment his body fell, he threw Mi Xue out of his arms.

Looking back, he saw that his ankle was being grasped by the samurai lying on the ground with his left hand, and the black knife in his right hand was slowly raised, slashing at the grabbed left leg.

Without thinking about it, he hurriedly sat up at the moment when the black knife slashed down, and plunged the sharp sword in his hand into the ground between the black knife and his left leg, blocking the black knife's swing.

The black knife slashed on the sword with a loud clanging sound, and Wang Yi's right hand holding the sword trembled uncontrollably, as if he felt that the tiger's mouth was cracked.

Mi Xue, who fell to the ground, turned over and got up, knelt on the ground, and rubbed her eyes vigorously towards Wang Yi, squeezing out the bitterness in her eyes, and slowly opened them, and vaguely saw that the people in black were fighting fiercely with seven or eight samurai who were standing up, and the other samurai were also standing up straight.

Seeing the scene of Wang Yi and the samurai fighting on the ground, the black knife in the samurai's hand was waved again.

Michelle quickly summoned the fireball, ready to hit the warrior who attacked Wang Yi, but Wang Yi was too close to the warrior, and the bursting fireball would definitely hurt Wang Yi.

There was no way, and he shouted: "Xiao Yi, close your eyes!" ”

When Wang Yi heard this, he immediately let go of the sword he was holding in his hand, chose to believe Mi Xue, and quickly lay down to leave her an attack position.

Michelle was preoccupied with controlling the fireball, and the speed of the fireball in her palm was constantly accelerating, but her eyes couldn't see clearly and she could only find a general direction, and slammed into the head of the samurai who was about to get up, praying in her heart.

"Bang!"

The fireball hit the top of the warrior's head accurately, and the flames that burst out spread towards the warrior's body, and did not rebound to hurt Wang Yi.

The warrior was shocked and let go of the hand that grabbed Wang Yi, Wang Yi took the opportunity to get out of it, got up and bent down, picked up the sharp sword on the ground, and cut it at the fingers of the warrior who was like a burning man, and cut off four fingers of the right hand holding the black knife, expecting that the warrior could not pick up the black knife again.

The flames on the samurai's body quickly receded, and he slowly got up with the black sword.

The black knife seemed to be the same as the samurai, and before Wang Yi could get entangled, he saw that the two samurai standing up next to him had already begun to swing their swords at him.

"Fuck your uncle."

Wang Yi swung the knife horizontally and made a backward movement, blocking the black knife, and the retreating buffer also reduced the impact of the black knife, but the right hand holding the sword was still numb from the shock, and he thought depressedly that his right hand could be blocked a few more times before it was broken.