Fei's tone was a little too frivolous, and everyone could see his hypocrisy and fell silent, if she could make her own decisions, she wouldn't care about any secrets. In order to enhance her own strength, and also to fulfill a legend, Anna Sita sneaked into the country of mercenaries without telling the other elders, but all the plans were ruined, and she herself was also hit hard, these days, the Divine Glory Mark has been tormenting her every moment, making her taste what it is like to be in pain, and An Fei is the culprit who makes her miserable! Unfortunately, she hates her, but she can't really do anything, in order to appease the anger of the other elders, she automatically asks Ying to preside over the siege, the most important task of which is to catch the living An Fei.

"Do you want me to shoot the first shot?" An Fei's gaze swept over Buzureano and the undead knight, the two of them were still facing each other, and there was still no sign of making a move, An Fei couldn't help but shake his head: "Let's start!"

Daguan knife drew a light trajectory in the air, and the same light and agile figure of An Fei, compared with the fierce Buzureano, An Fei was as elegant as the walking milk swallow, and with a light tap on the ground, his body could slide out seven or eight meters away, and only a few flashes were flashed, he had already rushed to the front of the group of zombies, and then his body jumped up, and with a move in mid-air, he slashed at the head of a dark knight with an unstoppable momentum.

An Fei is a person who is used to disguising himself, even if he doesn't have time and energy to think, he will subconsciously create an illusion, which is very relaxed on the surface, and even has a bit of a joke, but this does not mean that he is really relaxed. At this moment, Anfei had already urged himself to all his potential, and he didn't know why Slanberger insisted on moving forward. I don't know if they have a backhand. And it's useless to think about it anymore. Although he hated that he was not qualified to lay out, so that he had to pin all his hopes on others, the only thing he could do now was to stall for time. Protect everyone until Slanbergé plays his hole cards.

Inner breath was running in An Fei's body with an unprecedented degree, and beneath the easy exterior was a terrifying power, and his eyes had lost all emotion, and all that was left was the silence of boundless stillness.

The Dark Knight still had the fighting instinct, and raised his knight's spear with both hands to block Anfei's slash. There was a sound of weapons colliding in the air, and the dark knight's body was shorter, but the Daguan knife in An Fei's hand flicked out.

It seems that the fierce and incomparable sword is just an illusion, and An Fei knows better than anyone that he will never do anything to promote his strengths and avoid his weaknesses.

At the same time as the Daguan knife flicked up, An Fei stepped out and stepped on the dark knight's forehead, making the sound of tooth fractures sounding. The seemingly light kick actually deformed the Dark Knight's head, and then An Fei used the power of an upside-down long knife to sweep towards the Dark Knight's armpit.

The Dark Knight was still in the upper block. An Fei's long knife had already sliced into his body, and it had slashed him off his horse.

Another Dark Knight urged his horse to rush over. Without waiting for An Fei to land, he stabbed An Fei in the shoulder.

Looking at the opponent's spear momentum, An Fei understood what the Daguan knife in his hand knocked outward, and his body flew backwards with the help of force, the dark knight's knight spear tilted outward, and then continued to rush forward, and the knight's spear stabbed An Fei in the shoulder again.

An Fei's feet had just landed, his body had fallen backwards, the hilt of the knife was on the ground, and the fall was stabilized, and the spear was also passed, and then the Daguan knife swung out like lightning and slashed the legs of the bone horse, and when the dark knight rushed past An Fei's side, his body was suddenly a lot shorter. The four legs of the bone horse were all severed, and the normal horse had already lay down, but the bone horse still struggled to try to walk on the ground, but the dark knight's legs were dragged on the ground, and the degree of crawling can be imagined.

An Fei strained his waist and body upward, then jumped out, jumped in the air for half a circle, and the Daguan knife in his hand roared and slashed at the dark knight's neck.

The Dark Knight barely swung his spear back, but it couldn't block the angle of An Fei's attack at all, and with a bang, the Dark Knight's head had already flown up and rolled down into the grass, and sticky black blood flowed from the cut in his neck, and the contaminated grass quickly withered.

Buzureano's eyes lit up, and as soon as the connoisseur stretched out his hand, he knew if he could see that An Fei had reached the point of perfection in the use of power, and in an instant, he had knocked down the two dark knights, and the rest did not need him to worry about An Fei.

The remaining three dark knights rushed towards An Fei together, one riding first, two riding and then a triangular charge, and this time the knight guns in their hands pointed at An Fei's vital point from afar.

"Glory ......" The dark knight who was confronting Buzureano finally moved to attack, compared to his kind, he sprinted much slower, and the knight spear in his hand also shrank behind him, until he was seven or eight meters away from Buzureano, he suddenly moved, and the dark blue ghost horse that sat down drew a blue afterimage, and the knight's spear went straight to Buzureano's chest with a fierce momentum.

Buzureano roared angrily, and the huge bear paw swept horizontally towards the knight's spear, although the necromantic knight's attack was very fierce, but Buzureano, who had turned into a giant bear, had incomparably strong strength, and the knight's spear was almost lost to him

The next moment, Buzureano's left palm fell on the ghost horse's head, and the head and neck of the ghost horse turned into countless pieces, and the blue flames flew in all directions.

Buzureano didn't expect his attack to have such an effect, but he didn't have time to think about it during the engagement, and when the undead knight's body just began to fall forward, his right palm had already slapped into the undead knight's body, this attack was easier, and the upper body of the undead knight folded backwards like a broken bamboo branch.

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Buzureano suddenly felt a flower in front of him, and the half-body ghost horse and the broken undead knight turned into smoke at the same time, and then another knight's spear stabbed at him.

When Buzureano sensed that something was wrong, the knight's spear was less than a meter away from him, and he only had time to wave his left palm in front of him. At the same time, he also guessed the origin of this knight. Two hundred years ago, the Shadow Knights!

Just before the impact was about to be born, the undead knight's wrist sank slightly, and the knight's spear pierced against Buzureano's paw. Stabbed at Buzureano's chest, Buzureano was not slow to react, and his left palm was sent forward, slapping at the body of the undead knight, completely desperate.

With a thud, the knight's spear stabbed Buzureano in the chest. Dozens of cracks appeared in the silver-white beast Kai, and a hole had been pierced in the center of the rift, and blood flowed out of it, turning into a bear land, Buzureano's body couldn't help but take a few steps back, and barely stabilized his body.

The undead knight was even more miserable, although it was Buzureano who took the attack first, but the mountain-like giant bear was nearly five meters long, and the swinging bear paw was not much shorter than the knight's spear. And the undead knight was still rushing forward, and was scraped a little bit by the bear's paw, which was very serious. The dark red armor had been torn out of several deep, long openings, and the heart goggles on it had already turned into countless fragments. Buzureano's paws stretched out, almost as thick as the undead knight's waist, and the pointed armor on the paws was ten centimeters long. As a weapon that druids rely on in hand-to-hand combat, the sharp armor on the bear's paw is as terrifying as the long sword in the hand of the great swordsman, and can easily tear through most of the armor in the world.

And the ghost horse disappeared again, and the blue flame burst out from the neck, with a kind of demonic beauty.

After the death of knights and swordsmen, if they become necromantic creatures, their fighting energy will be transformed into dead energy, of course, there is a lot of consumption in it, and how much can be transformed depends on the length of their death and the magic control of the dominant necromancer. Although Anassita is one of the elders of the necromancer, there is no need to doubt her magical control, but the shadow knight has been dead for too long, compared to the shadow knight in his heyday, the current undead knight has at most half the strength, otherwise his body would not be torn apart so easily, and Buzureano's injuries would be much more serious.

Buzureano let out a heavy gasp, his body staggered forward step by step, the wound on his chest was no longer bleeding, unlike swordsmen and knights, the druids had a strong ability to heal themselves, which was also the advantage of the location, if he fought in that corrosive mist, such an injury would be enough to take Buzureano's life, but in this natural meadow, his wound had begun to heal.

However, the undead knight's self-healing ability was obviously more powerful than that of Buzureano, the dark red armor wriggled like a living thing, and the torn hole shrank to a degree that could be detected by the naked eye, and what was even more strange was that the ghostly horse that had no head, was stepping back at a slow pace, without the slightest consciousness that it should have fallen to the ground, until it retreated to the edge of the corrosive mist, and in the blue flames, a new horse's head came out of its neck, and flicked it, I don't know whether it was smug or laughing at something.