"Yes, it's these ugly and filthy bandits, they always like to sneak up on the air, you uncivilized bitches!" Vabbon spat at the harpies flying in.

His appearance made Ouyang feel a little ridiculous, how could it be that in his tone, the harpy became the woman who made him deflated?

The whisper of the mastiff behind him came, and Ouyang understood the allusion.

The sturdy Bill warrior in front of him was teased by an Harpy when he first arrived on the plateau, grabbing him on the top of his head, and since then Wabang has been wearing a hunting hat to hide the three bare scars on the top of his head. In order to take revenge, Wabang had practiced the Doug rope, but unfortunately, this man who could massage the fins of herring could not find out the skills, and so far there was nothing he could do about these enemies flying in the air.

"Pity them for running into our House shooters today. Several archers stepped forward and shook their spruce carved bows.

They had a rare smile on their long faces, but they didn't bring comfort to Bill. Instead, he shrugged the corners of his mouth, looking like a Doug habba, funny.

Wabang probably can't learn a bow and arrow!" Ouyang guessed maliciously in his heart.

"Not every archer is Zheqin", and in the same way, archery with a bow is not something that everyone can do, otherwise several House would not have that proud look on their faces.

Probably annoyed and angry, Wabang blushed and shouted: "What are you laughing at, don't you find cover quickly!"

The mastiffs erupted in a malicious laugh and dragged their clubs behind the Kodomon. Wabang stood next to Cullen and formed a wall with two minotaurs to cover the House shooters, both of whom were axes, and Cullen's pair of wheeled tomahawks were more than enough for shields.

Nice arrangement! Ouyang praised in his heart, and at the same time looked around, hoping to learn more from this battle, because according to his vision, he would lead three hundred mastiffs in the future, although they were not all around at the moment.

Wabang over there quickly arranged his subordinates, but Ouyang's side had no subordinates to arrange. The four daughters all stood behind him on their own initiative, and the two wives were talking and laughing. I really don't know if they trust Ouyang, a fat enough meat shield, or a man who trusts them.

The Elven Ranger wanted to cover Ouyang's side, but the two women had already occupied me left and right, so she had to stand next to Denise with a bow. I wonder if she will comfort herself: it is also a ranger's duty to protect the mage.

Closer, Ouyang could already see the feathers on the wings of the harpy, they opened their mouths and screamed, their hair tossed back by the wind, like a banner waving, a pair of eagle talons on their legs swooped down on their prey.

"Aim for their wings, I think these natives will help me in my trials. Ouyang reminded several House archers that he had some selfish intentions and was not enough to be an outsider.

They didn't answer the sacrificial words, and the housemen never said much when they went into attack, but Wabang called out viciously, "Haha, let these miscellaneous hairs taste the feeling of plucking out their feathers!"

The Harpy was approaching, and Beamon's House shooters were all focused and motionless. It is not an easy task to aim at the flapping wings of the harpy flying at high speed in the air. At this time, from their bodies, to their eyes, to the bow in their hands, they seemed to be still as statues, and only the two swan feathers decorated on the bow head stained with the scarlet blood characteristic of the harpy fluttered slightly in the wind.

"The only thing that can deal with the flying eagle is the standing mountain rocks!" Lalandia reminded Ouyang softly.

After deciding to become a follower, Lalandia made it her mission to impart knowledge to Ouyang, and many times, she was more like Ouyang's "index person" than Ouyang to Cloris.

"And the big waves!" Miriam shook her blonde hair, and it was difficult for a princess with such a strong personality to admit defeat. In the land of the sea, people trust magic more than arrows.

The Harpys' screams grew more and more excited and piercing, and the mottled wisps of elemental elements between their wings were condensing, brewing an attack.

They cast the harpy's unique racial abilities, which are often the case when these highland natives attack, and while you're on guard with their razor-sharp talons, deadly attacks are sent between their wings. If the target is a little careless, the next moment it will be covered with mottled feathers. Harpys shoot feathers from between their wings that pierce through the tough rhinoceros armor they rely on to survive on the plateau.

However, the bandits were destined to be tragic, as their enemies were the best marksmen in Beamon, and the famous saying "Never match a House for speed" proudly speaks of the superiority of House's marksmen.

The Harpy's condensation attack was obviously much slower than the speed of the House archers' shots, and the feathered arrows brewing between their wings had only just taken shape, and twelve real arrows had already broken away, each heading for the base of their right wing.

"House!" Harpy's attack met their most hated foe, and she let out even more terrible screams, flapping her wings desperately to dodge the deadly arrows, and the team panicked, even the attack condensed on their wings was abandoned.

Unfortunately, as a world-famous marksman in Beamon, able to compete with the most proficient elves in bows and arrows, the bows and arrows of the House clan are not so easy to dodge, even as one of the few races in the continent that can fly, the Harpy's ability to fly is exceptional. With the exception of a few of the harpy arrows that the harpie dodged the fastest, half of the harpies were pierced through their wings, and pain and weakness took over their entire body and mind. The wounded robbers screamed and fluttered to get away from the ground, but now their struggles seemed so powerless in the face of the vast power of the earth.

The six harpies who had escaped the disaster saw their companions injured and screamed at the enemies on the ground, their cries filled with rage. But the survivors did not make any move to save their comrades who had fallen to the ground, but once again gathered their feathered arrows to attack the enemy.

Faster than they were the race that any flying race in ancient times had to be wary of, Spade.

After the harpy made the move to dodge the bow and arrow, Ouyang had already flicked two strands of spider silk towards the two nearest harpies, and the sticky and tough spider silk stuck to their skin, under Ouyang's strange power, the two poor harpies felt like they were trapped in a tornado, and they were pulled to the ground faster than falling rocks.

At the same time, Huo Jiasi's demon pet also revealed its true form, and the huge golden dragon eagle let out an eagle chirp that was louder than the robbers, and soared into the air. As the Harpys reacted to the behemoth that suddenly appeared in front of them, they were entangled in the magic of the beast that terrified them. The chains of fire formed by the "Flame Shackles" not only trapped their bodies, but the heat of the fire magic burned their feathers.

The pungent smell of burnt feathers was uncomfortable in their nostrils, and even more uncomfortable was the burning of their proud feathers. Soon, the caged birds lost their ability to fly and fell to the ground with wisps of black smoke like crows roasted by fire.

Immediately afterward, four arrows of water were shot into their skin, and the fire-roasted skin cracked open, causing them to scream in pain. Dissipating water can take away the painful scorching effect, but sudden changes in temperature can do more damage.

"Little ferret, you're stealing the limelight from me again!" called the mermaid princess, who ended the chanting of the water arrow as fast as she could, towards the master of the dragon eagle.

"Whoever called your magic level so lame, chanting a beginner's magic is slower than my dragon's release of intermediate magic. With Long Long, are you still worried that they will run?" Feeling that the damage caused by Long Ying's attack was too serious, Huo Jiasi stuck out her tongue at Ouyang, and when she heard Mi Lian's words, she immediately turned her lips.

Huo Jiasi was very satisfied with the effect caused by the dragon eagle, at least the blonde sea mage couldn't do it.

While the two women were arguing, the downed twelve harpies were quickly gathered, and the six who had been shot through their wings by sharp arrows fluttered farther away, when they saw the tragic condition of the four companions who had been roasted by the fire at the end, and the murderer flying in the sky. The body that was dragged to the ground by the wings stopped struggling in fear, but the screams in the mouth were louder and angry.

"Can't these guys be quiet for a while?" Ouyang asked the soldier Wabang with a frown.

The Harpy let out a high-pitched and piercing cry all the time, which was even more annoying than the goblins he was always shouting "Oak, Oak" in the wasteland.

"Hehe, my lord, in fact, their screams are also an attack, it's just that we don't react to anything, but it has a good effect on humans, just look at that little human girl in your family. Vabon pointed to Denise, who was leaning against Lalandia with her ears covered.

Ouyang has always wondered that this human girl has a sense of wariness towards everyone, but she is the most cordial to Lalandia, and Lalandia, who was born in the proudest race on the mainland, has abnormally put down her posture towards this little girl, and the relationship between the two is particularly good.

"Let them be quiet for a while. Ouyang saw that Mirien didn't react to this cry, and still talked to Huo Jiasi in high spirits, and refocused his attention on the captives.

"Order!" Vabbon turned and walked up to one of the most powerful harpies, and the sound of a cone between her red lips was piercing, which greatly ruined the beauty of her fair face. He gave her a Bill-like grin that showed two fangs, but raised his toe and kicked her hard under the ribs.

The kick squeezed half of her lungs out, and the Harpy's cry came to an abrupt end, and she opened her mouth to make no sound. Vabang's kick was so hard that it kept her out of her voice without hurting her ribs.

Then Vabang turned to the other Harpy, and the captive closed his mouth in amusement when he saw the fierce appearance of the violent-looking Beamon man. Vabang looked at her with a look of dismay, smiled again with two fangs, and still kicked her through.

When he swept towards the other harpys again, they also closed their mouths, but Vabang did not let them go, and went up one by one to make up for them, and the world fell silent.

"Hehe, good job," Ouyang praised the soldier, and turned to the mastiffs: "You guys learn a little, especially you, Kosha, you have all the strength but you don't know how to control it, and you asked you to try your feet in the morning, and you actually kicked the whole rib of that Dengling Antelope!"

When the strong mastiff man heard this, he immediately touched his nose embarrassedly, and showed a sincere smile at the violent sacrifice that broke Norway's back and neck.

And the black bear knight Cullen on the side muttered disdainfully when he heard this: "If this can't be done well, he is not worthy of being Bill!"

Ouyang listened to it and didn't deny it, he knew the meaning of Cullen's words.

Each race has its own unique habits. The Bill loved honey the most, and every Bill had to learn to use the right strength to peel the trunk of the tree and peel the hive to obtain honey, without causing too much damage to the fragile hive, otherwise he would not be allowed to drink honey. Under the control of appetite, every Bill has been trained to have a good ability to retract and exert force. That's why Cullen has such a saying.

After teaching his future subordinates, Ouyang pulled the two harpy banshees who were beaten down by him in front of him. The two poor captives were dragged to the ground and thrown unharmed, as they tried to tear off the silk from their claws on their wings and feet. But everything was in vain, the spider silk shot out by Ouyang was as thick as a finger, and even a powerful demonic beast like a heavy armored dragon was constantly pulling, not to mention the thin arms and calves of the harpy, and the nonsense of their hands and feet made the spider silk more and more wrapped around their bodies.

(Spider-Man's silk in the movie can lift the car and pull the train)