In a gesture, Sima Jun, Chuyun and Long Jiangfei were already wrapped in the middle by the Feather-clad Necromantic Rider. It is not clear how the enemy attacked, and no one rushed to attack. Lei Chu held the golden monkey in his arms, "Kill!", his eyes were split, and he stretched out his hand and pointed directly at Sima Jun. The necromantic rider received the order, of course, immediately executed, his eyes were red, and he drove the phoenix-tailed chick to slowly shrink the encirclement.

Sima Jun and the others still did not move, so as to respond to all changes. When the halberd was about to approach, the dragon would fly like thunder, pick up the halberd, and the spear stabbed into the throat of the phoenix-tailed chick, spun and pulled out, a trace of blood condensed on the spear, and then swept to the ground with the birds. Mo Yi and the stone man are also very good together. Mo Yi threw out the seven-star sword, stabbed into the body of the phoenix-tailed chick and the necromantic rider and flew back, and the stone man lava burst out, directly melting them. The phoenix-tailed chick was not even a scumbag left, and the necromantic rider turned into a black charcoal, slowly reorganizing. Everyone also knew that these necromantic riders could not be killed, so they discussed with Fu Mo, leaving a few of them, and the rest of the people and soldiers retreated.

Originally, this was a good idea, but no one agreed, and it was disrespectful for anyone to take a step back in front of the corpse. Every family eats prey from the mountains, and the grace of dripping water will be reciprocated by a spring, and although the people of the dynasty are weak, they are true gentlemen. One man, two servants, three people for the many, and all for the city! Although the power of ants is small, it is useful in the end.

The dragon will fly first, but Sima Jun and Zhuan Yun don't mind, and they start fighting one after another. The two of them killed in the air with red feathers flying, and after several rounds of fighting, the physical strength of the three of them decreased significantly, and they slowly gasped. On the other side, Lei Chu squinted his eyes and stroked the golden monkey, his eyes were full of smiles. After a few rounds of strengthening, the Necromantic Rider has greatly increased in strength, and it can already fly in the air on its own from the phoenix-tailed chick. The feather-clad necromancer rode inside and out, broke through the flesh and blood, and grew a pair of black wings, and the black mist on the halberd in his hand began to spread, and his eyes became sharp and sharp, staring at the three of them. The trio were back to back, each on guard in one direction.

"Kill!" Lei Chu ordered again, and there was no resentment in his tone at this time, but a little more playful. Sima Jun has realized the urgency of the situation, but once the road is chosen, then there is no other choice. Chuyun's stomach turned over for a while, as if he was about to vomit something, retched a few times, and there was nothing. Long Jiangfei's hands began to tremble slightly, let go of his hand, moved his fingers, and gripped the spear again.

"Kill!" Sima Jun let out a low roar, leaned up, raised his pen to draw talismans, and spewed out a few sparks. Instead of dodging, the necromantic rider in front of him rushed forward, striking through Sima Jun's shoulder blades. Sima Jun, where could this old man withstand such an attack, he dodged and retreated, luck healed, and the black mist on the left and right kept floating at his wound, making it impossible for the wound to recover in a short time. The necromantic rider became more and more courageous the more he fought, fanning the black feather and stabbing it from top to bottom, Sima Jun blocked it and locked the necromantic rider with a dragon seal. The Necromantic Rider couldn't struggle for a while, and Sima Jun took the opportunity to slash down with a thunderbolt in one breath, and the Necromantic Rider burned to charcoal and fell.

Sima Jun was not intimidated, he drew a big enchantment, and three water dragons floated out, trapping several necromantic riders, Rao was so, and the remaining necromantic riders also left large and small scars on Sima Jun's body. As a dragon, every attack is wild, nothing more than tearing, biting, scratching, and bumping. Chuyun's whole body was full of red light, as if he had eaten something, he was alive and vigorous, scurrying up and down, and crashing into a lot of necromantic riders. The dragon will fly with the wind of a general, and every attack is very particular, and every move is a straight hit, but unfortunately, the necromantic rider will still keep getting up. The three of them started a war of attrition aimlessly, and they knew that it would be disadvantageous to go on like this, but they couldn't find any better way.

Finally, the balance of the battle was broken, a pair of red wings broke out of the clouds, and new power was injected into every cell in the body, and the whole body size increased significantly, and the claws alone were to pinch and explode the head of a necromantic rider. Chuyun constantly wanders between Sima Jun and Long Jiangfei, and it can be said that he has killed countless people. Lei Chu cocked Erlang's legs and slowly watched this good show. The cloud-turning red feather fanned out a tornado, the tornado was thorny, piercing the body of the necromantic rider, and there was a burst effect, and the people on the ground looked at them like fireworks, sad and joyful. Of course, there is not only this little bit of strength after eating the phoenix tail chick, but the clouds have suppressed the necromantic rider in all aspects, and slowly the encirclement has begun to be widened.

And the other side of the killing is blood, and a conspiracy is almost hatched. The long halberd ridden by the necromancer turned into a long silk black mist, and its body was already shrouded in black mist, and its whole body feathers were constantly scattered in the air, neither rising nor falling, floating irregularly as if it were in the water. The people on the ground didn't know what was going on, because the sky was already shrouded in black fog, and the dragon general Fei Sima Jun and the others were slowly trapped in the black fog. Sima Jun has several wounds on his body, all of which cannot be healed quickly, and Long Jiangfei is more or less injured, while Chuyun has nothing to do. Once again, the three of them were back to back, caught in an encirclement.

The three of them tried to keep their eyes open, but they still couldn't see the scene in front of them. Caught off guard, the black feather was like an arrow, shooting out in all directions, Sima Jun put the three of them into an eight-pole diagram, but soon, there was a sound of glass breaking from the eight-pole diagram, and the black mist swallowed the eight-pole diagram, and Hei Yu took the opportunity to break through, and the three of them were hit by several arrows.

Mo Yi and the others didn't know what was going on at all, and could only secretly pray in their hearts that nothing would happen to them.

Sima Jun only felt a sweetness in his throat, and a blood flower spurted out and fell on Chuyun's body. Chuyun's whole body was stabbed in pain, and he retracted his wings and dodged around, Rao was still seriously injured. The dragon will fly with different numbers of arrows in his knees, arms, shoulders, and abdomen.

The dragon general Fei shouted: "Who can kill me!" The spear in his hand began to wave continuously, dispelling the black fog and blocking the dark arrows, and then the opportunity opened a way for the clouds to fly aside to rest. The battle situation is so bad, who has time to rest. Mo Yi saw that he briefly pushed away the black fog and saw the situation of everyone, and the sword went up, first broke through the black fog, found the three people, and was about to bring them down. Turning the clouds naturally obeyed orders, and Sima Jun was speechless now. The two had fled, but Long Jiangfei had not left. Because once these necromantic riders lose their target, they will choose the object to attack at will, fortunately, Lei Chu did not give the order to attack the people, otherwise they would not be able to prevent it!

Since you can't go, let's have a good fight! Mo Yi dripped, and the flame-type trembling sword emitted a dazzling light, although the four sides were already shrouded in black mist, the direction in which the black feather flew was still distinguishable. Long Jiang Fei and Mo Yi each stood in a corner, Long Jiang Fei was bleeding non-stop, a spear stood in the wind, and Mo Yi's horizontal sword chest was full of offensive posture!

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