Almost instantly, he was surrounded by horse demons.

Although the main target of the horse demon force was Kalachakra on the hillside, they didn't care about the six people who stood out at all.

But the number of horse demons is too much, like a flood all over the mountains, as soon as the six people rush in, it is like a small flat boat rushing into the ocean, and in the blink of an eye, it is almost topless.

Senior Brother Ji took the lead, casting spells with knives, and moved forward bravely, and the other four people followed closely with Yong Bowen left and right.

Yong Bowen's eyes were full of shaking horse demons for a while, splashing blood, and his ears were full of screams and shouts, and he didn't care about anything else for a while, just stared at the horse butt of Senior Brother Ji in front of him, desperately patting the six-legged horse under his crotch, and at the same time he didn't forget to use the talisman to drive away the horse demon that surrounded him, and he didn't care about thinking about whether the talisman at hand was enough or not.

I don't know how long it took to rush and kill like this, Yong Bowen sprinkled his arms softly, but the encirclement of this horse demon was still endless, and he accidentally glanced at the left and right sides, but he was stunned to find that the few who were supporting on both sides had disappeared, and now he was left alone behind the horse of Senior Brother Ji, and those few people thought that it was more than lucky.

On the battlefield, there is no room for a trace of distraction, Yong Bowen is just so stunned, his hand is a little slow, there is a gap between the floating talismans, and a horse demon struggles to pounce from this gap and hugs Yong Bowen.

Yong Bowen raised his hand and slapped the five thunder palms in the chest of the horse demon, and the blow was scorched.

The horse demon howled miserably, but he hugged Yong Bowen tightly and refused to let go, and with the momentum, a guy knocked Yong Bowen off the horse.

The six-legged horse, which had no burden, howled, and strode away in the direction of Senior Brother Ji's killing.

Yong Bowen fell to the ground, knocked his internal organs tumbling and scurrying, his eyes were full of stars, he pulled out the long sword he carried, and split the horse demon holding him in half with a sword. Yong Bowen didn't have time to get up, he rolled and dodged on the spot, and he was in danger for a while, but he was forced to not even have a chance to stop and fight back.

In a hurry, I suddenly saw a horse demon in a mess and suddenly flashed to both sides, and a person and a rider rushed in, and when they got closer, they bent down and reached out, carrying Yong Bowen on the back of the horse like a chicken.

Yong Bowen was shocked, and took a look, but Senior Brother Ji, who was rushing to kill him, finally realized that he was embarrassed behind him and rushed back to save his life.

Senior Brother Ji saved Yong Bowen, without saying a word, turned the horse's head and continued to rush forward to kill, Kankan rushed out of more than 100 meters, and suddenly heard a loud thunderbolt from behind, as if there was a thunder explosion in the flat ground, shaking the ground trembling, and the horse demon took a step backwards.

However, the six-legged horse ridden by Senior Brother Ji was quite good, and it was not affected at all, stepping on the soft horse demons, and rushed forward happily, only to step on the horse demons screaming again and again.

Yong Bowen couldn't help but glance back, but saw that the black clouds were rolling on the hillside where Kalachakra was located, and countless rays of lightning shot down from the black clouds, indiscriminately striking within a few hundred meters around Kalachakra.

For a while, the storm was dusty, there was chaos, and countless horse demons flew into the air, and they shattered into countless black pieces in the air, but they were turned into charcoal by electricity, and they were killed and injured for a while, but Lu Wangxian and others disappeared, thinking that they were either all killed in battle, or they were all trapped in the thunder and lightning.

knew that he would die, but he still stayed without hesitation, and it is not an exaggeration to call him a person who dares to die.

It's just that the role of the death squad seems to have never been able to match the mage in Yong Bowen's impression, and it shouldn't be on the side. At least in the world he is familiar with, the lives of mages are very noble, even if it is the lowest apprentice level, it is impossible to send them out to die casually, Yong Bowen Company killed those few people in the colonial war, but they are only apprentices and low-level mages, but they are also a major casualty incident that has never been seen by the Spring City Mage Association since its establishment, not only to record and report within the association, but also to report to the general association.

But here, a master like Lu Wangxian, who can at least fight a high-level mage class in the world, is said to be dead.

Yong Bowen was full of emotion, but it was a pity that this evil battlefield did not give him the opportunity to continue to sigh, he didn't finish his emotion, he felt that his body was weak, so he fell down involuntarily and rolled to the ground with Senior Brother Ji.

The six-legged horse fell to the ground on its side, wailing in pain, and four of its six hooves were missing, but it was the horse demon who fell to the ground to regain his breath, and took advantage of the six-legged horse to step on it, and cut off more than half of its hooves in one fell swoop.

Senior Brother Ji rolled on the ground, then jumped up and yelled, "Get up, follow me!" Dancing with a knife in his hand, he rushed towards the horse demon who was gathering like a tiger.

It's not an option.

Yong Bowen hurriedly caught up with Senior Brother Ji, grabbed him, and shouted: "Catch me, show me the way!" Regardless of whether Senior Brother Ji understood it clearly or not, he sacrificed the wind and fire talismans, and shot a fire dragon at the ground, and the whole person was like a rocket launched, and the ass rushed into the sky obliquely with a trace of fire.

Senior Brother Ji reacted quickly, grabbed Yong Bowen's feet and neck, and followed him to the sky.

There was a commotion among the horse demons in all directions, and they all bent their bows and arrows to shoot down the two live targets in the air.

I didn't want Yong Bowen to shake his hands, so he extinguished the fire dragon, flew out more than 100 meters obliquely by inertia, and fell into the encirclement of the horse demon.

The horse demons hurriedly stepped forward to besiege, but Yong Bowen hit the second wind and fire talisman, and rushed out with a fire on his ass.

After repeating this several times, he rushed out of nearly a thousand meters, but it was not much slower than breaking through on horseback.

Yong Bowen was secretly happy in his heart, thinking that it was not difficult to stand out from the encirclement so much, how could he ever want to fly into the air again before he could fall, and he saw a demon in the horse demon team roaring, jumping up in the air, and was blocking the trajectory of Yong Bowen and Senior Brother Ji's whereabouts, unceremoniously raised the big axe in his hand, and cut the two of them in their heads.

It was a horse demon with blond messy hair, huge in size, strong in physique, enough to fit two ordinary horse demons, the axe was also the size of a door panel, and there was a little glow on the axe, and there were clear mana fluctuations coming out, obviously a weapon that could cast spells, and this cut down must have brought some spells.

Seeing that this golden horse demon was fierce, Yong Bowen didn't dare to rush hard, and shot a wind and fire talisman to the side, pushing himself and Senior Brother Ji to fly out of dozens of meters horizontally, which was regarded as dodging the volley blow of the vicious golden horse demon.

But who would have thought that this could fly out, I heard a muffled buzz below, as if a swarm of wasps had flown up, and countless arrows were shot densely from below.