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Chapter 38: The Great Crisis of Each

Fire Escape: The Technique of Fire of the Dragon!

Itachi's legs kicked violently on the ground, and the whole person retreated and soared into the sky, and at the same time, his hands quickly sealed, and the moment he landed on the branch, a huge fire dragon erupted from his mouth and fell into the cavalry below.

"Ahh

"Scald me!"

"It's so hot, help!"

"Help me!"

Although they knew that they would not die, the scorching flames made them cry out instinctively, and the raging flames ignored the thriving trees, and spread madly through the forest, but in the blink of an eye, the following was already covered in a sea of fire, including the tree where Itachi himself wasachi.

Seeing that the enemy below had been blocked by the sea of fire, Itachi sighed slightly in his heart, and was about to jump into the distance in a flash.

However, just as he left the trunk, three figures appeared around him, two men and one woman. The two men, one in his twenties and the other in his forties, were wearing bright silver armor, while the woman was about thirty years old, and her face was slightly stained with the traces of time, but it was still difficult to hide her familiar and beautiful face.

The three men envelop the weasel in mid-air in a triangle while extending their left hand towards the weasel.

"Divine Imprisonment!"

The three of them shouted in unison, and a golden triangle wrapped the ferret, and the ferret was just about to dodge in the air, but suddenly found that his body and energy were completely unusable, and the whole person seemed to be imprisoned in the air.

"Die!"

After completely restraining the weasel, the three people around him stabbed the weapons in their hands at the same time, two giant swords and a riding spear, and the sharp blades flashed with cold brilliance in this dense jungle.

At this moment, Itachi's face changed drastically.

Poof!

Blood splattered!

……

"Fifty-eight of the Broken Path, Khotan!"

A swift wind erupted from Winter Shilang's hand, turning into a huge tornado in mid-air, sweeping across the crowd, and all the knights within a dozen meters in front of him were swept up by this fierce wind, and were thrown into the air at a height of 100 meters in one breath and then fell fiercely. Already wearing a suit of armor that was not light, coupled with the help of the wind, every knight who landed on the ground was thrown to death, if it weren't for the presence of the Divine Rotation Battle Formation, these knights would have been thrown to death in just one blow.

But there is no ifs in this world, it is precisely because of the existence of this battle array, so although these knights have been injured to death, they have all survived, and the damage caused by the wind is divided equally by the tens of thousands of people around, and the rest of the people are only injured like a mosquito bite.

Winter Shilang's brows furrowed tightly, he had already seen the Tao in this, although there was a slight gap between the guess and the facts, but he still found the reason very accurately. I had the heart to tell others, but I was surrounded by cavalry, and I couldn't get out of it for a short time. Although he also believed that others should be able to judge the same way as him, it was still difficult to reassure him.

After all, the valley not far behind him is where Gao Zhen is, two girls and a Stark who has no combat effectiveness for the time being next to Gao Zhen, in the past few minutes of fighting, he has seen hundreds of people rushing over from the defense line, and when more people rush over, Gao Zhen will inevitably be in danger, so the most important thing for him now is to find a way to solve the scene in front of him, and smoothly return to Gao Zhen's side.

But somehow, someone in the cavalry saw his thoughts and entangled him before he could get out, so that he could not be distracted at all.

There were four people who pestered him, a young man, a middle-aged man, an elderly woman, and a young woman. The young man looks like he is in his teens, holding a thin sword, extremely fast, no less than the Winter Shilang at this time, and the attack of the thin sword is also based on thorns, which can not be described as tricky. The middle-aged man was holding two giant axes, not far from him, constantly taking the time to attack him, each blow was powerful and heavy, and it was the main force to contain him. The old woman was holding a book, although she did not directly rush up to attack, but as long as the old woman turned the page, a golden light would fall on the surrounding crowd, no matter who it was, as long as it was covered by the golden light, not only the injuries on the body would recover instantly, but the strength could be greatly improved, in just a few minutes, the cavalry around the winter lion lang were all raised to a higher level, making the pressure he faced even greater.

And in the end, the young woman, who was not beautiful or in good shape, was wearing a wide white robe, and looked very ordinary. But this ordinary-looking woman has become the biggest culprit in restricting Winter Shilang, without him, just because this woman can release a strange spell, which has no direct attack power, and does not even have a clear appearance, always unconsciously descending on Winter Shilang's body. And every time it comes, Winter Shilang will feel a greater pressure, which will not cause any burden on his psychology, but will greatly affect his speed, making his momentary steps become traceable. It was precisely because his instantaneous steps were restricted that he was surrounded by a large number of cavalry, and he was even completely unable to escape.

"It's not a way to go on like this, sooner or later there will be danger there, and you have to find a way......

Another sword knocked back a knight who came up, and Winter Lion quickly glanced around, thinking anxiously.

However, it was this small distraction that plunged him into an unprecedented crisis.

"Eat me with an axe!"

The middle-aged man was the first to attack, and the dazzling golden light flashed on the two giant axes at the same time, and when the middle-aged man threw it hard, he spun and flew towards the Winter Lion.

Winter Shilang first waved his left hand, and a break in the air suddenly rose. But he couldn't stop the giant axe, which was already known for its attack power, and it was broken in an instant, of course, the speed of the giant axe slowed down a lot. Winter Shilang waved his right hand horizontally, and Binglun Maru swept the giant axe aside with a thick cold aura. But the power on the giant axe was still too great after all, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

This tremor gave others a chance.

The young woman and the old woman moved at the same time, and two spells fell on Winter Shilang's body at the same time.

"Divine exorcism!"

"Seriously injured!"

The Divine Exorcism had the same golden light as other spells, and it fell on Winter Shilang's body, causing his internal organs to ache as suddenly as if they had been thundered. Before the pain disappeared, the invisible and formless serious injury fell on his body, and the severe pain that was already about to disappear suddenly intensified at this moment, and the time was even longer by a breath.

Winter Shilang's body was already stiff, and he was hit one after another by two sharp pains that were better than one time, and his body shook very far, and his face turned a little pale.

At this moment, the young man who had been mainly sneak attacks finally appeared again, silently, appeared on the back of Winter Shilang, and the thin sword in his hand slashed through the air, and without even making a sound of breaking the air, it quietly stabbed into the back of Winter Shilang's heart. And he, at this time, was still stiff, and in the face of such a strange and abrupt attack, not only could he not dodge, but he even seemed to be completely unaware of it.

Winter Shilang, the big crisis!

……

In the other direction, there is the battlefield of Luo.

Compared with the two above, Luo is undoubtedly much easier, after all, his ability is really special. Itachi and Winter Lion Lang can't kill with one hit, because their killing moves are scattered by the battle array, and Luo's attack is not based on direct damage, he can take off the enemy's head without harming his life, as long as the ability to revoke the ability at the moment when the head is far away, he can easily kill the other party.

Therefore, Luo is also the only place where the cavalry has suffered losses.

However, after all, the range of his ability is too small, and his ability cannot have an effect on energy, so the cavalry who have learned to be obedient have launched long-range attacks, and Luo can only rely on constant movement to bring the surrounding cavalry into his ability to kill the opponent in one fell swoop.

So although he is relatively relaxed here, in the final analysis, his flaws are relatively large, and he doesn't feel that the time is short, but as the battle situation continues to retreat, he gradually seems to be overstretched, and dense beads of sweat oozed from his head, and several times, he almost fell into an irremediable crisis.

In terms of danger, he is no worse here than anywhere else.

……

If you want to say who has the safest battlefield, only Hulk is left.

That's right, his attack methods are too simple, and his lethality is far inferior to others, and his overall strength is even stronger than the strongest, and the two are very different.

But again, he has advantages that no one else has.

First of all, his defense is very strong, not only very strong, but even super strong. The cavalry who used the war were already stronger than before, but even so, their attacks fell on the Hulk's body and still couldn't cause significant damage. Occasionally, a strong man was able to cut Hulk's skin open, but in the next moment, he was surprised to find that the wound, which was not big, was recovering at a speed that he could not imagine. And every time someone who makes such an attack will be hit by a huge fist in the next moment, with their physique that surpasses that of ordinary cavalry, they will also be beaten by this punch and vomit blood and fly upside down, no one can be an exception.

Secondly, Hulk's physical strength is super abundant, and his huge body contains inexhaustible strength. When everyone else was out of breath, he was like a nobody, frantically rushing left and right, constantly causing chaos among the cavalrymen on their backs, especially the pair of huge fists, every swing, could always make several cavalrymen fly out of the horseback, and although they were not dead in the distance, they had no strength to fight again.

In the end, Hulk's melee instincts are just too strong. As a pure melee hero, melee combat is all he has, and he did not bury the word "melee". From the initial confusion in the face of so many disciplined, organized, and battle-lined enemies, to being able to deal with them smoothly, it only took a few breaths before and after. This instinctive strength made him the most capable enemy in this valley, and the most feared by the cavalry around him.

After all, the psychological pressure brought by an enemy who cannot be defeated is far stronger than that of an enemy who does more damage but is more likely to be injured.

Therefore, when everyone else was in crisis one by one, only he, Hulk, maintained his strength as always, and even caused a lot of damage to the powerful Knights of the Kingdom.

On a mountain peak around the valley, a handsome man condescendingly watched the battle in the valley, nodded with satisfaction, and turned his head to look at his half-crouching subordinates beside him.

"Let them do it, I'm already a little sleepy, kill these people early, and go back to the errand."

"Yes!"