Chapter 282: Might

Silver-level adventurers who have left devote their energy to dealing with other silver-level undead. On the battlefield, the pressure on the adventurers is also much less, because at this moment, among the undead, nearly one-sixth of the forces are united to deal with Wang Feng.

"How did they run away?"

"It must be scared, so many of our silver-level undead gathered together have already scared their guts. ”

"The humans we're dealing with haven't run away, they must be unable to walk, hahaha......"

"You all give me a little serious, this human being is very evil, if you don't pay attention to it, you will never see death again. You must know that the Soul Eater Rats are also in his hands, and they have suffered a lot of losses. ”

A gold-level undead shouted, and silver-level undead closed their mouths one after another. However, judging by their expressions, they don't seem to take this seriously.

Three gold-level undead, plus nearly a thousand silver-level undead. Dealing with this golden human being, even if he goes against the sky, where can he go against the sky?

Such a huge gap in strength shines on their self-confidence. The gold-level undead said this, and the other truest thoughts in his heart didn't take Wang Feng seriously.

As the undead approached, Wang Feng had already put away the array disk, and at the same time, the array flag also flew back into his carry-on space. The thunder killing array was put away, and the thunder and lightning in the sky had disappeared completely.

"This human should have no energy, and after releasing his skills for so long, he should also lose his strength. ”

"I don't think it's a waste for us to have so many silver-level and gold-level undead actions. He apparently doesn't have the ability to unleash his skills anymore. ”

Wang Feng put away the Thunder Killing Array, and most of the undead regarded his action as the result of no energy.

The three undead of the gold level did not give the relevant orders, and they could not leave alone, otherwise they would be severely punished.

The undead gradually formed a circle and began to approach Wang Feng.

Fifty meters...... Forty meters...... Thirty meters...... Twenty meters ...... Ten meters.

The three gold-level undead were at the front, and the undead closest to Wang Feng could no longer be ten meters away.

"What's wrong with Wang Feng, why hasn't there been any movement at all now? ”

"Wang Feng, he shouldn't be sacrificed, right?"

"What nonsense, haven't you seen that the undead are not leaving, but approaching, that is to say, Wang Feng still has nothing to do now. ”

The gold-level undead stretched out his claws and shouted, "You can die!"

At the same time, in Wang Feng's personal space, ninety-nine swords flew out.

"Everyone, be careful!"

A dangerous aura came over his face, and the gold-level undead shouted, and then he began to retreat. He could see the sword clearly.

Little Thousand Swords Array, Kai!

The three gold-level undead were attacked by nine Xuantie swords at the same time, and the other silver-level undead were attacked by one or two Xuantie swords.

Wang Feng's sudden attack, many undead were not defenseless at all, and in addition, ninety-nine Xuantie swords, Wang Feng could already use each of their swords to the maximum power.

If Wang Feng controlled more than two hundred Xuantie swords, and more than two hundred Xuantie swords, he would not be able to maximize their independent power, because the familiarity was not enough.

The three gold-level undead, and the seventy-three silver-level undead who were attacked, all died under the Xuantie Sword, and none of the undead survived.

The remaining silver-level undead watched motionlessly at everything that was happening in front of them. They were already stunned, or frightened, so to speak.

It only took a short moment for a golden-level human to kill three gold-level undead and seventy-three silver-level undead, which had already subverted their imagination.

In the past few months, Wang Feng has spent a lot of time on the cultivation of the Little Thousand Sword Formation every day, and he doesn't know how much the power of faith has spent. Therefore, this attack, to achieve this result, is within Wang Feng's expectations.

The undead were in a state of daze, but Wang Feng did not stand still stupidly. Ninety-nine Darkiron Swords flew in the air for less than half a circle before they began to attack the next group of undead.

Another wave, the number of undead deaths in this wave has reached ninety-one. At the same time, the death of this wave of undead also awakened the undead who were still in a daze.

Nearly a thousand silver-level undead have lost nearly one-fifth. The undead at the gold level are all dead.

Just now, there were even undead who dared to laugh, this human had lost its energy and had no strength at all. Is this like a human being who has lost energy?

The outermost undead began to congratulate themselves on their slow speed. They have the best chance of escaping here.

"You see, Wang Feng has already begun to act. A lot flew out of his body... Something like a sword. ”

"You stupid, how could this sword come out of his body. The sword should be stored in space from his body, and you are not stupid because of excessive excitement. ”

"The undead outside have already begun to flee, and it seems that the power of Wang Feng's flying sword is not ordinary. With so many undead surrounding one person, there are even undead who choose to escape. ”

The morale of the people of Scalle City is once again high. One-sixth of the combat power of the undead is still afraid of Wang Feng, what is this concept? This means that Wang Feng alone can defeat at least one-sixth of the combat power of the undead on the scene.

"Where to run!"

The Xuantie Sword controlled by Wang Feng began to quickly harvest the undead. The speed at which the Darkiron Sword flies far exceeds the speed at which the undead can escape. The flying sword with his back to Wang Feng ended up with only one of them.

This will only speed up the rate of their death.

"What are you running for? It's easier for you to die if you run away! It's better to give us the strength to kill this human. ”

"Don't be stupid, one qi kills three gold-level powerhouses, and there are many silver-level powerhouses, even if we die, we won't be able to hurt him in the slightest. ”

"With the speed at which this human weapon flies, even if you escape, it is impossible, and staying and resisting is our only hope. ”

"I'd better choose to evacuate, you just stay and resist. ”

There is a disagreement among the undead, and the undead race, which has a timid personality, chooses to flee, and vice versa, chooses to fight.

Their conversation was heard clearly by Wang Feng. He didn't care about the choice of the undead, he had to die anyway.

"There is still a quarter of the experience from the second stage of gold. "Between two breaths, the undead were all dead.