"Hard-hitting?"

"No, she didn't take the attack of the undead, but directly attacked the undead, does she want to use her body to resist the attack of the undead?"

In the rear, in an area with fewer undead, many people's eyes began to focus on that place. According to their thoughts, the ending of this time when the two sides did not defend but only attacked, was that the female fox man beside Wang Feng died, and the undead spirit was injured.

"Die!"

The undead cried out excitedly, and he thrust his claws into Virifi's neck. As a result, before he could touch the other person's body, he felt a huge pain.

It turned out that the claws in Vilifi's hands had been inserted into his chest.

The undead sped up their speed, and it seemed as if there was a wall in the way, preventing him from getting in.

"Damn!"

The undead cried out loudly, he was very unwilling. These two words are the last voice he left to the world. The consciousness was wiped out, and it became the seed of the undead, and flew into Wang Feng's hands.

"It is worthy of the characters around Wang Feng, none of them are simple. With the strength of the fifth stage of silver, you can kill the undead of the first stage of gold. Today, I've gained a little more knowledge. ”

"Have you looked closely, she seems to have the same transparent shield on her body as Wang Feng's sister. The undead couldn't break through the shield and hit her body. ”

"Although it is said that there is a shield, this female fox can safely release that blow, but killing an undead in one stroke is enough to prove her strength. ”

The strength of Lily, Akalu and Verifi made them all deeply understand a truth. On the contrary, the people who have a relationship with Wang Feng must not be provoked, because they are all demonic beings.

As Willifi approached the golden undead, Semoka the Dark Raven and Lordoz, the Golden-Horned Soul Eater, had already appeared in front of Wang Feng.

Wang Feng stood there with a peachwood sword in his hand, without any expression at all.

"Semoca, you flew into the air to support me. I'm here to see what the human strength of this golden second stage is. The Golden-Horned Soul Eater Lordoz was silent for a moment before speaking.

"Be careful, Loerdoz. Seymocha the Raven nodded, and flapped her wings and flew up a short seat.

Wang Feng listened to the conversation between the two of them and understood that this Crow and the Golden Horned Soul Eater Rat wanted to join forces to deal with him, and the key was that they had no intention of underestimating the enemy.

The cultivation of their own golden second stage, they don't mean to underestimate it.

It just so happened that he also wanted to see and understand. The first and second in command of the undead in the Norman District, after uniting, how much combat power can be exerted.

"Human, just let me see where your evil sect is!" The death qi on the Golden Horn Soul Eater Rat exploded, and its combat power rose rapidly.

"Okay! ”

The aura on the Golden Horn Soul Eater Rat's body, which was getting stronger and stronger, suddenly weakened a little at this time. His head, forming a short circuit.

"What!"

Subconsciously spewed out two words, and at this moment, Wang Feng was already in front of him, raising the peachwood sword that was about to be swung out.

"Lordoz, what are you doing!"

Seymocha flapped his wings, two feathers quickly condensed in front of him. In less than half a second, it was launched.

Wang Feng swung out a sword and slashed at the body of the Golden Horned Soul Eater, and the whole person retreated again, dodging the attack of the crow Semoka.

Two feathers are inserted into the soil and disappear.

This skin is so thick!

Wang Feng couldn't help but say in his heart. Although his sword just now was just an ordinary attack, this ordinary attack could add spiritual power, soul breaking techniques, and a three-thousand-year-old peachwood sword that was excellent at dealing with the death record.

This time he tried to attack, Wang Feng probably understood what kind of strength it would take to attack to cut through the skin of the Golden Horn Soul Eater Rat.

"You can speak the language of our Golden Horn Soul Eater Clan, you can ......"

Loerdoz looked at Wang Feng, the fur on his body already had a slight smell of burning. Look down at the sword made of wood, it's a sword with the opposite attributes of theirs.

"Evil door, it's really evil enough. The Golden-Horned Soul Eater Lordoz glanced at the sky and continued, "Semocha, I understand it now. The siege of the undead, why did it fail. You didn't lose at all. ”

The Raven Semoka didn't say a word, he knew that at the beginning, the Golden Horn Soul Eater Roldoz had already suffered a loss. This is the first time he has suffered a loss in Norman.

A few humans who had destroyed the undead in front of them began to observe the situation on Wang Feng's side.

"You know what just happened, you know?"

"I only heard the Soul Eater rat scream, and then Wang Feng learned from him. Then Wang Feng went over and swung a sword, and the mouse retreated. ”

"Wang Feng's cry just now must have some rich connotation, otherwise the mouse would definitely not stand stupidly and let Wang Feng cut it. ”

As long as there is a free time on the scene, they will go to see Wang Feng. See the results of his battle with Simoca the Raven and Loerdoz the Golden-Horned Soul Eater.

This battle can be said to be the battle with the highest combat effectiveness in the Norman District.

The leaders of the six races naturally observed this battle as well.

"I really didn't expect that as soon as the battle began, Wang Feng would have the upper hand. It's a one-on-two, and the opponents are the two strongest undead in the Norman district. ”

Wang Feng's voice just now was very similar to the usual sound of the Soul Eater Mouse. You say, Wang Feng, is he the language of the undead soul eater rat clan. ”

"It's very likely, but what does it matter? judging from the current situation, this rat and the crow should not attack easily. As for Wang Feng, he is not a person who likes to take the initiative to attack. He's good at getting better at getting better after his opponent has attacked. ”

"Mondo, it seems that you know Wang Feng very well. ”

"Of course. ”

The leaders of the six races exchanged for a while not far away, and then quickly separated. Judging from the current situation, they must put their main target on those golden fifth-rank undead.

"Do you speak the language of our Soul Eater Clan?" Instead of choosing to attack Wang Feng again, the Golden Horn Soul Eater Rodoz spoke.

Wang Feng didn't speak, but took out two fire talismans and asked them to join the battlefield. Seeing all this, the Golden-horned Soul Eater had no intention of stopping it.

"Who gave you the language of our people?" continued Lordoz, the Golden-horned Soul Eater.

"Loerdoz, what are you talking nonsense about him. Semocha, the raven in mid-air, spoke.

"Semocha, I'd love to know about that. At the same time, this question is important to me. ”

"But do you think this human will really tell you?"