On the long street, the blood is filled, and the shouting of killing is earth-shattering!

Falcao was hit by Fiona and took a few steps back, his arm was numb, and his expression couldn't help but change greatly, and he already had the idea of retreating.

One angel is so difficult, what if the other one also comes? The first retainer under Tiger Woods didn't see Edite's shadow at all, just dodged, all shields fully opened.

"Ancestor Guard, come out!"

Falcao roared, and a crimson mist appeared behind him, swirling in a vortex, and then quickly condensed from top to bottom into a ribbed winged Tiger Guardian Battle Spirit.

Angel Judgment!

Swish!

Edith swung out the dragon lance, and the entire radius of fifty yards was instantly filled with white-gold dragon lance shadows, all of which were infused with divine energy, and the power was extremely great.

The battle spirit stood in front of Falko, and his right hand was stretched out, but it was pierced in an instant, and his entire arm collapsed.

"The cooperation is rusty!"

Fiona sighed, more than 10,000 years of captivity, sure enough, it still brought huge side effects, you must know that in the past, this kind of goods were instantly killed.

As a twin angel, Fiona and Edith have the same soul, so under the combined attack technique, the attack power is doubled, like just now, Fiona's task is mainly to break the defense, and cover Edith's body to achieve the purpose of the raid, but Falcao is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and it was actually avoided in advance.

Boom! Boom!

The dragon lance slammed into the ground, and there were large exploding craters everywhere, smoke and dust scattered, stones splashed, and houses around them crackled.

"It's so strong!"

Falcao looked at the broken war spirit, turned around and ran, and continued to fight, not to mention the loss of the Winged Corps. I'll get in it myself.

Although the loss this time is very large, as long as there is money and people, the corps can still pull it up, but it is different when the scepter level is dead, and this cannot be piled up if there is money.

Knowing that shouting 'retreat' would affect morale, Falcao turned around. I wanted to give my subordinates a look, but I saw a scene where my eyes were cracking.

Fiona's shield in her left hand and dragon spear in her right hand smashed through the defenses of the guards and entered the mage group, and for a while, countless holy light feathers shot westward in all directions, and the magic shields of the magic systems suddenly shook to the ground.

"I see!"

Falcao was still glad that the white-winged angel was slow to fight back and couldn't form a combo. Only now do I understand that the purpose of others is not themselves at all, but those mages.

"Hehe, have you been fooled? Do you think our thousands of years of experience in conquest are fake!"

Fiona is a chatterbox, and she has a fight with the Green Goblin, but Edith is like gold, and the silence is terrible.

"Shut your mouth and get rid of them!"

Edith had no respect for her sister.

"No problem!"

Fiona used her shield to shatter one of the last lightning shields of the sacrifice. The dragon lance thrust through his neck. Then he quickly picked up and slammed it on the ground.

Bang!

With the energy infused, the corpse was dismembered and blown apart.

"It's bloody, isn't it?"

Sissi, who stayed far away, did not join the battle, and when she saw Fiona furious, she couldn't help frowning, "She's also an angel?

"This is psychological warfare. Don't you see that the spell casting of those sacrifices is obviously out of shape?"

Twilight admires Fiona's approach, which is something that anyone would be afraid of when faced with death, especially this kind of torture, which can never be ignored in cold blood without experiencing countless battles. Falcao brought elites, but watching his companions die in front of his eyes, it would be absolutely false to say that he was not afraid.

Of course, there are a few sacrifices who are more iron-blooded, and they are actually crazy, unlike warriors, after the law profession is crazy, the casting speed increases, and the magic power increases, but the hidden danger is a huge consumption, if you can't get timely treatment, people will be abolished.

There's no way, compared to melee, the physicality of the law system is too low.

"Annoying bugs!"

Fiona was too slow to kill one by one, so she hurriedly made a big move, throwing the long sword with a pair of small wings on the hilt into the sky.

Heavenly Verdict!

Swish!

The sword instantly increased in value, replicating thousands of swords, and then the arrows rained down, with Fiona as the center, and the range of a hundred yards around the body was within the range of the blow.

Boom! Boom!

The shock wave was raging, and the sky was covered with choking dust.

Some adventurers with different minds chased after them, choked on the dust and coughed, and when the dust settled, they were all dumbfounded, and the hundred-yard long street was blown off nearly half a meter, and there was not a single corpse on the ground, all of which were tattered and fleshy mud.

"My Emperor Polo, is so terrible in combat?"

"Didn't someone challenge Downton that day, he really picked up a life, if people were serious, no matter how many people went, it would be in vain. ”

"Xu Erle mentioned the iron plate this time, without the support of the family, in front of Downton, it is the share of kneeling and licking!"

The adventurers whispered, and their envy of Downton was a little more, not to mention that their own strength was the pinnacle of dragon slaying, just with these two angels and firebirds, the scepter before the third order came, and they were all sent to death.

"Whew, it's much quieter now!"

Fiona was suspended in the air, stretching her waist, completely unable to see the posture of a bloody battle, of course, the situation on Downton's side, he didn't care, as long as the master didn't die.

Falcao saw that it was not good, how could he dare to keep it, the elemental scepter had been Edith, radiating magic attacks with all his might, and he had to flee before another angel arrived, otherwise he would die.

Edith's tricks are also round after round, holding the war spirit and beating it wildly, she is not interested in killing, and now she wants to vent.

After being imprisoned for so many years, normal people have long gone crazy, they have been staying quietly for the past few days, in addition to cultivating the soul origin, they are still familiar with this world, and there is no chance to fight, and now they have finally found it, and they naturally want to vent with full firepower.

Downton was still wondering why the twin angels were so good at talking this time, but now they found out that people don't care who the opponent is, they just want to have a hearty fight, so Falcao and his party are completely unlucky.

on the battlefield. The French regiment is the turret, their destruction often means the rhythm of collapse, no soldier can withstand the covering magic on the opposite side, the death rate of this kind of battle is as high as more than sixty percent, it is all up to luck to survive, but the rhinoceros warriors have no such concerns. I can't even squeeze out the time to look back.

The French duel looks gorgeous, but it is far from the soldiers stabbing into the flesh, and the blood is full of blood and cruelty.

Bang! Bang!

The Green Goblin jumped, kicked on all fours, and kicked the rhinoceros soldier's shield, but it couldn't do it, and the hoplites didn't move.

"Malath!"

Downton had planned to gouge through this army in one fell swoop and slaughter Falcou. The dragons had no leader, and their morale must have collapsed, and they were tripped up, but when they saw the twin angels showing great might, they almost burst their eyeballs, and they sighed that the other party was strong enough, but they also settled down.

Jumping off his horse, Downton fearlessly battleaxe in his left hand. The right hand is huge and hideous, opening and closing widely. Like a war machine, it crushed the past fiercely.

Under the posture of the gods, Downton's strength is explosive, enough to rival a giant dragon, these rhinoceros warriors are good, but unfortunately they are not enough to see him.

Heaven Slash!

Swish!

One of the fighters in front of him didn't react enough. But he kept holding the shield, but unfortunately it was still not enough, and the epic-level dreadnought tomahawk chopped the shield like cutting tofu, and even the person with the shield split it in half.

In the splatters of blood. Downton twisted his waist and swinged his arms to start the giant windmill.

Tear and pull!

A twenty-meter-long gap instantly appeared in the formation, and after Downton landed, there was another giant battle axe, and the soldiers were unstable in their formation, and behind him, they were covered with stumps and broken arms, like a corridor of flesh and blood.

"Crush them!"

The Black Hand roared, and the hammer swung at a centurion, and the Storm hammer fired, followed by another double bombardment.

Bang!

Individually, the centurion's strength was not good, and the whole person flew upside down, but because of the chains attached to his body, he was pulled back, but this also made him die even worse.

The black hand looked at the centurion who flew back, and directly slashed down, smashing the centurion to the ground, and then ignored it, riding the iron-spine dragon and stepping on it.

In this kind of chaotic army, the centurion wanted to get up, it was a fool's dream, and he was trampled alive by the cavalry sprinting behind.

Whoa!

The black-handed heavy cavalry advanced in an orderly manner, chains hanging from the dragon, dragging the orc soldiers forward.

The previously invincible ironclad strategy has suffered a big loss today, there is no way, not to mention the human war horse, that is, the mount of the orcs, except for the Komodo giant beast, it is not so heavy.

The Iron Spine Panlong itself has rough skin and thick flesh, and when it is covered with armor, it is as hard as a steel fortress, and it can't be cut down, and the power is huge, and a large area moves, which is completely a horizontal push posture.

The long street was very wide, so the battle formation of five hundred people was not too thick, and by the end, it was already the iron-spine dragon with several chains wrapped around its body, dragging the orc soldiers running, some of them died, and the corpses rubbed on the ground, pulling out long blood marks, and the minced flesh was smeared in the cracks of the floor.

This bloody picture made Sissi have the urge to retch, and subconsciously turned her head away, looking away, Twilight riding on the sick horse, calmly watching this qiē.

"You've played with a low-level scepter for so long?"

Downton broke through the battle formation, ignoring the Green Goblin, and directly sent a Sherman War Bear up and charged towards Falcao.

Listening to Downton's roar, the onlookers scolded the mother, when did the scepter become garbage? It is necessary to kill it so painstakingly to show the strength of others, you must know that the scepter is in those third-rate countries, it is like a artifact of the town.

"I'm waiting for you to harvest the heads, you are the master, how can we compete with you for the spoils?"

Fiona grinned and teased, without the slightest hint of nervousness.

The adventurers say that you can really blow and want to see Downton capsize in the gutter, and the next scene is that Edith's spear pierces Falco's neck. (To be continued......)