For the powerhouse of the First Saint Rank who had already severely damaged the opponent at once, the people of Han Shilin also cheered in the battle, and the more they fought, the more courageous they became.

However, the opponent is not the kind of guerrilla under Prince Xiang.

These silver-armored warriors were clearly true warriors who had been trained for a thousand years, and there was no flinching or fear in their eyes, only an indomitable battle.

Fight, fight, fight!

This kind of unit is the most happy and satisfying for the commander, it is completely where to fight, and it can complete the instructions issued by the commander to the greatest extent, which is very intimate and worry-free.

It's like two fierce beasts colliding together in the wasteland, without retreating or saying much, there is only a battle between the two sides.

Battles between warriors and warriors, battles between Warcraft and Warcraft.

In terms of human beings, the Hanshilin side does not have an advantage, just now in the contact battle, the silver-armored warriors have already knocked out thirty percent of the elite of Hanshilin, and now there are only more than thirty people with sufficient combat power.

If it weren't for the rabbit's sudden tricks at the beginning, nearly ten silver-armored warriors would have taken down with Tushou and Wang Baquan, and now I am afraid that everyone in Hanshilin would have fallen into a hard battle.

Although the battle is still hard, everyone feels that they can handle it.

The most powerful tactic of these silver-armored warriors is the technique of combined attacks, two people attack together, three people attack together, as long as they work together, the power is not the same two people can be low-level.

So, from the very beginning, Nightscales made everyone careful not to let them combine to fight.

A considerable number of people have come to fight, and it is difficult to fight with the silver-armored warriors.

The prince and the soldiers of the Tianxiang Empire watched all this in shock, and the cold sweat in their heads did not dry.

Although they already knew the power of the people of Hanshilin, no one said that their battles were comparable to the Silver Armor Guards of the Poetic Heavenly City at the top of the Daimyo.

Moreover, in the one-on-one battle, these Hanshilin students have not fallen behind!

It's completely everyone's style, Niu Boi is amazing!

And Lu Fei, who was standing on the corpse of the demonic beast, also lost his previous calmness, looking at the enemy who was inseparable from his subordinates, the corners of Lu Fei's eyebrows twitched.

How dare these people, how dare they, how dare they go against the poetic heavenly city of the five great forces?

Aren't they afraid that the armies of the poetic heavenly city will trample their families to the ground and their villages into mountains?

Could it be that they are not afraid of the poetic heavenly city at all, and they are not afraid of the five major forces at all?

Is this a special?

The young master was decided, and when he saw Leng Meiying's cold eyes, which were almost emotionless, he couldn't help but shudder.

The only thing that hasn't changed is the purple hair and purple eyes.

The purple-haired beauty was as calm as her long shawl hair, soft and calm, without the slightest ripple.

If there is one thing on the scene that makes Leng Meiying feel threatened or jealous, it is this Miss Mo Qing.

The last time in the palace of the White Feather Empire, this Miss Mo Qing cracked the game of the man with a broken arm, which made him scare the royal family's plan to bankrupt, and also made Leng Meiying deeply remember this noble young lady with purple hair.

There was no change in expression in Mo Qing's eyes, nor could she see any joy, anger and sorrow, and no one knew what kind of mood was hidden under her purple eyes.