Zhang Yuan quickly increased his speed, and the dispersion of the Ogre Guards and the Praetorian Guards undoubtedly bought him a lot of space. Instantaneous forward rush, at this time. He was only fifty meters away from Morin and the old servants of the royal family, but this fifty meters distance was completely filled with heavy armored cavalry.

Seeing Zhang Yuan rushing over, the old servant of the royal family suddenly burst into a loud shout, threw away the war knife that had already been curled in his hand, and circled his hands. A dazzling cloud of Wang Da's strong light suddenly erupted, instantly shaking dozens of heavy cavalry around him and Mo Lin into the air. Rushed in the direction of Zhang Yuandi.

Unfortunately, in addition to those heavy cavalry, there were five one-eyed king knights riding the Thunderbird King circling in the sky. Accompanied by countless thunderbolts, the five maces smashed down almost simultaneously, sealing the path of the royal servant and Morin's advance.

At this time, the battlefield was already shrouded in a thick layer of solemnity. After accepting the reality of the destruction of the shamanic legion, the barbarian warriors immediately fought back.

For them, if the battle is not won, it means no food, no supplies. Now that even the shamanic legions are depleted, and if the magicians of Karpal City are allowed to rest, their siege will only become more difficult.

And this qiē is caused by these Elassians in front of them. The anger in his heart and the reward of the barbarian marshal Harpy played an extremely important role. For a time, the huge pressure had already taken Zhang Yuan and the three of them as the central target of the attack. Even the attack of Karpal City was temporarily relaxed.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! The old servant of the royal family roared and made a move, his fighting spirit was much purer than Zhang Yuan's. With a wave of his arms, he immediately shook the two war wolves and the heavily armored cavalry apart, but the huge strength of the giant wolf and the fighting spirit of the knight brought him a lot of pressure. It was not easy for the other party to hurt him, but it also became extremely difficult for him to move in the direction of Zhang Yuan.

Seeing this, Zhang Yuan suddenly poured the magic power and fighting energy of his whole body into the four series of magic swords. Under Zhang Yuan's dance, a dazzling Changhong suddenly slashed down the heavy cavalry rushing around. At the same time, Zhang Yuan's body with a four-series magic sword soared into the air like a colored lightning, meeting a dozen of the nearest heavily armored cavalry and a one-eyed king who was besieging Mo Lin and the old servants of the royal family and riding the Thunderbird King.

Zhang Yuan, who rose into the air, poured all his fighting energy and magic power into the four series of magic swords, and the huge colored light flashed countless flickers, which seemed to bring a little starlight. When the one-eyed knight who rushed up on the Thunderbird King Land felt bad, it was already too late. Zhang Yuan sent out a colorful rainbow that broke through the huge thunder spit out by the thunderbird, flashing from its abdomen.

The earth-shattering blood rain drifted away with the wind, and the Thunderbird King fell heavily to the side with a scream. Nearly half of its entire body had been cut open, and it was now non-living. Luckily, it's not in the air, when it hits the ground. The one-eyed king on his back took off in time, so as to avoid the situation that the jade was burned and fell to death.

The moment he landed, Zhang Yuan had already arrived in front of the old servant of the royal family and Mo Lin, and at this time, he was as powerful as he had to take a breather. There were too many enemies around, and in this short period of time, in order to cover Zhang Yuan, there were more than ten wounds on the body of the old servant of the royal family who was desperate. In the face of countless enemy attacks, although his body protection fighting qi blocked most of the attack power, there were still several more scars on his body.

Zhang Yuan immediately released a series of "bursting" magic, and one by one the looming brown-green light and shadow burst continuously against the enemy. Wherever the magic passed, whether it was a cavalry mount or a barbarian warrior, they all fell one by one, and their bodies instantly shattered and died.

And none of the five-headed Thunderbird King and One-Eyed King knights in the air who were injured by him dared to attack him again, but they were suspended in mid-air, their eyes full of horror.

There are still twenty meters to converge, Zhang Yuan did not hesitate to push the magic and fighting spirit to the limit, frantically slashing the enemy in front of him, only the last twenty meters away from Mo Lin and the old servants of the royal family, as long as he converges with them and retreats together, the enemy has no ability to prevent him from returning to the city.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yuan's face couldn't help but show a smile of victory.

"Zhang Yuan-!" A terrible scream suddenly sounded at this moment. The voice was familiar, it was Morin, but it was much hoarse, and Morin's voice trembled violently with fright.

Zhang Yuan clearly saw that Mo Lin rushed towards him regardless of a single moment. In the blink of an eye, he had already rushed to himself, no, how did he rush behind his back?

In his surprise, Zhang Yuan suddenly looked back, and he was shocked to find that there was no enemy behind him. No wonder the pressure of rushing forward just now was not great, but without the enemy's representative, it was not the danger that was lifted, a brown-green magic element rushed towards Zhang Yuan, and the barbarian marshal opposite was sneering and opening a magic scroll at this time. The powerful earthly magic aura suddenly rushed towards him, and the rich magic power made his mind drowsy, and almost subconsciously slashed towards the magical energy.

The speed of that magical energy was much faster than Zhang Yuan had imagined. When he slashed out with a sword, the huge magic energy had already bypassed the four-series magic sword and was about to reach Zhang Yuan's body.

This kind of devaluing magic is the "bursting" magic used by Zhang Yuan. Burst magic is only emitted by the Archmage of St. Kio, and the Barbarians don't have such a powerful Rank 8 Archmage, so they even use the Burst Scroll.

With such a powerful magic, this barbarian army is really doing everything, and when Zhang Yuan was slandering in his heart, the burst magic was already in his chest.

That's when it happened. Zhang Yuan saw a figure appear in front of him, a thin figure blocking the burst magic.

It was Mo Lin, and at that moment just now, Mo Lin's speed increased to the limit of his life, rushed through all the defense lines between himself and Zhang Yuan, and came behind him in an instant. While Zhang Yuan was defending against attack magic, he also used his own body instead of Zhang Yuan's body to block the burst magic.

"Hmm." With a soft snort, Zhang Yuan only felt that Mo Lindi's body in front of him softened instantly, and a clearly visible green burst magic had covered Mo Lin in the blink of an eye.

"Boom!" With the roar of his life, a strong fear instantly hit Zhang Yuan's heart. "Mo-Lin-!" Zhang Yuan roared,

Merlin's body was immediately wrapped in a powerful shattering magic and shattered, and Merlin's body suddenly turned into a bloody rain, and there were no bones left.

Looking at Mo Lin's broken corpse, Zhang Yuan's heart was dripping blood. If not for Morin. The final blow of the enemy was on him, and with the speed of the scroll magic at that time, he had no chance to dodge.

The barbarian marshal Harpy obviously didn't expect that in this kind of lore situation, it was still a failure, the young man was still alive, and his face suddenly became extremely solemn. Raise your right arm and grab the dragon spear stuck in your side. The only powerful marshal of the barbarian army, Wang Da, was finally ready to make a personal move, and at this time, he felt the evil aura emanating from Zhang Yuan's body.

Long Wei, who belonged to the king of the dragon clan of the Holy Dragon Clan, belonged to the huge coercion of the divine beasts of the royal bloodline, and completely fused with Zhang Yuan's own bloodline in his rage. Although his stature was far less than that of the Nine-Headed Dragon and Wang Daqiang, who was taller than the entity of the Imperial Family, the aura emanating from his body at this time was so terrifying. It was so terrifying that the surrounding barbarian ogre pro-guards and the Praetorian Guards and heavy cavalry legions didn't even dare to approach him, and even the remaining one-eyed king Thunderbird king knights in the air had a heart contraction, what kind of terrifying aura was this?

Raise your right hand and gently touch your heart. Zhang Yuan slowly closed his eyes. At this moment, his whole person seemed to be a flash of light, and two circles of white light emanated from him at the same time, one circle was from the dantian position, and the other circle was from the center of the eyebrows. The same powerful aura represents a completely different energy. That's fighting spirit and magic, respectively.

Right in the middle of the battlefield, Zhang Yuan raised his arms, and the four-series magic sword appeared in his hands.

Colorful light surrounded Zhang Yuan, and at the same time, it also surrounded his four-series magic sword. At this time, his face had become solemn, and he shouted: "If you kill my best friend, you will have to pay a heavy price." As he spoke, he stood there as a majestic force gushed out, and the invisible force pushed the countless barbarians around him dozens of meters away.