Looking at the familiar figure stepping on the back of the Nightmare War Horse, Feng Qingsoft's face was suddenly full of surprise, and even the pain in his arm seemed to disappear completely for a while.

"Brother Feng Ren, you're back!"

However, her expression changed again, and she saw two ghostly figures leaping behind Feng Ren, and the hideous blades were already in the air.

However, before the wind could send out the alarm, another figure quietly blocked behind Feng Ren, and at the moment when the cold strength fluctuated, another sword light slashed to the other side.

Laugh at!

A sneak attack figure was instantly decapitated, and his companion was frozen in ice crystals and crashed to the ground, then shattered into a puff of pale debris and disappeared with the wind.

"You don't have to, I can handle it. Feng Ren smiled helplessly, and looked back at Shen Yuehan, who appeared behind him.

"Can you handle it?" Shen Yuehan snorted, and didn't look back, just holding his sword with his back to Feng Ren. In front of her, the figures of the undead rushed in, and a strong rancid smell swept with the wind first, and a wave of nausea filled her heart when she smelled it.

"What are these?"

She screamed, the new undead in front of her were completely different from the skeletons or zombies she had seen before, and they were not the iron riders of the Dark Clan at all, the galloping figures were tall and bloated, towering on the ground like a small mountain, but it was a mountain of flesh made entirely of carrion, the surface of the bloated skin was cracked with more than a dozen jagged blood marks, the outward rotten flesh overflowed with dirty blood, and there were stout maggots wriggling inside.

The rancid smell was closer, and the earth was shaking because of the galloping of these bloated bodies, Shen Yuehan gritted his teeth, held his breath and jumped out, turning his hand and slashing horizontally with a sword, dozens of deep cold energy were already sprinkled under the agitation of the sword qi, and countless ice crystals bloomed in the void in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, the piles of carrion in front of them were also frozen and immovable, and the rancid smell in the air seemed to fade a lot.

"Damn, there are too many. ”

Shen Yuehan frowned and snorted, slapped out of the air, her slender five fingers shook, and a wave of ice blue fluctuations rolled out instantly, and a carrion giant monster that pounced on her was also wrapped in ice crystals that appeared out of thin air in an instant, frozen in place. Something rancid and filthy like this, she didn't want to be contaminated by herself or her own blade.

"Since you know that there are a lot of them, don't deal with them one by one, just finish them all together. ”

The figure flickered, Feng Ren instantly stopped in front of Shen Yuehan, and the Stardust Tears Long Sword in his right hand slammed backwards, and the Lan Cheng Sword that slashed into the air suddenly stopped.

"Then you deal with it, I won't be on it. Shen Yuehan snorted angrily and jumped back.

"To deal with this kind of rotten undead who have no brains at all, one move is enough. ”

The corners of Feng Ren's mouth were pulled, and while he sneered, his left hand was raised and jerked suddenly, and a hot red sword rainbow in his palm drew an arc of twisted waves, which was a fierce sword full of the power of evil fire.

The blade flickered, and the powerful force surged and gradually ignited the scorching heat.

However, before he could swing his sword, another petite figure suddenly turned over and jumped in front of him, his arms shook, and the pale golden light between the ten fingers spread out tumbled violently, and the majestic power of the circle rose up, suddenly transforming into a roaring dragon, and in the earth-shaking dragon roar, the surging waves of flame rolled against the earth.

In an instant, hundreds of bloated figures were engulfed by the surging flames, and the rotten mountains of flesh were instantly burned to ashes and the disgusting stench disappeared between heaven and earth.

"Gentle, you're fast. ”

Feng Ren was stunned for a moment, the Burning Silence Nirvana held in his left hand stiffened, the scorching power on the sword was still condensing, and it was not good to continue to swing it, and it was not good to put it down directly.

"Of course, if it was a little slower, I don't know how long Brother Feng Ren plans to flirt with her. Feng gently trembled his shoulders and turned around suddenly, raised his hand and shouted: "Brother Feng Ren, shouldn't you have something important to deal with these days before leaving? It turns out that having a tryst with this woman is your so-called important thing? If Brother Feng Ren really did that, why don't you find Qing Rou first?"

"Huh?" Feng Ren was even more stunned, his eyes had already caught a glimpse of Shen Yuehan with a cold face, and hurriedly explained: "Gentle, it's impossible to talk nonsense." What has happened in the past few days is somewhat complicated, and it is difficult to explain it for a while. Anyway, you remember, Shen Yuehan just happened to meet me, so I came back together to help. ”

"Really, why is Brother Feng Ren always so lucky, every time he goes out, he can meet the woman he knows, and then he can bring it back together. The wind pouted softly and snorted again.

Feng Ren was speechless for a while, thinking in his heart that it seemed to be true, and he wanted to explain it again, but when he inadvertently glanced at the land that cracked out of the abyss in the distance, those dark iron horses that had been disrupted had begun to regroup, and many of them left behind the changes in the rear and headed towards the city wall where the humans were stationed in front.

"I'll talk to you slowly after I finish solving the matter here, now, gently you and Shen Yuehan will go together to deal with those dark clan cavalry, and I'll go up there to support Huo Yun!"

When the words fell, the ten wings behind him trembled, and his body was already rushed into the air, and with the double swords in his hands, he went straight into the encirclement of the Nether Ghost Dragon.

"What, you want me to be with her?" said the wind with a gentle look of reluctance.

"If you don't want to, then you can fight separately, but I can understand that you have an opinion about me, but don't let this delay the battle here. Otherwise, how can you explain to Feng Ren?" Shen Yuehan snorted, but in the end, he showed a shallow sadistic smile.

She naturally knew where the wind was soft, and she couldn't help but sigh secretly in her heart. Because of this, she couldn't face up to the emotion in her heart, so she could only let it continue to be buried in the depths.

Even though she and him have to be very clear about each other, they don't break it.

When Shen Yuehan returned to his senses, he saw that the wind was gentle and only a back figure jumped out, and the dancing cold light twin swords were already crisscrossing between the iron horses of the Dark Clan, and each slash would inevitably cut off the blades of the Undead Clan, and then the coldness that cut through the void was cut in two together with the pitch-black heavy armor and the body of the Undead Clan wrapped inside.

Feng Qingrou's fighting style at the moment is very fierce, and the moves are deadly, and there will definitely be no more than three times to deal with the same enemy. She is venting, venting her dissatisfaction in her heart in this way. I don't know why, the irritable unhappiness in her heart has become more and more intense, and the strength pouring out of her hands has become even stronger, even exceeding her peak state at ordinary times.

Faintly, it was as if some kind of seal dormant in her body had quietly broken, and the leaking strange power filled the meridians, eager to wipe out one enemy after another in a moment.

In the air, he raised his hand and stabbed the huge body of the Netherworld Ghost Dragon with a sword, Feng Ren glanced at it, only to see that the opponent's body had turned into a void form at some point, and he was not afraid of such a sharp sword at all.

"It's this trick again, but is it possible that you Nether Ghost Dragon Bloodline won't have any other tricks besides?"

He snorted, his left wrist trembling slightly, and a scorching force instantly threw himself into the blade of the sword that pierced into the void body.

In an instant, the red light flourished, and the raging flames burned on the sword, raging in the air, and it shattered, devouring most of the body of the Nether Ghost Dragon from the inside out.

The sword drawn, and Feng Ren no longer glanced at the ghostly dragon that fell in the flames, and attacked the other one again. The power of the evil fire that pervades the Burning Nirvana is enough to scorch the soul into nothingness, and how can the little trick of the illusory body dodge its deadly heat.

With a horizontal slash of the sword, another Netherworld Ghost Dragon fell into the sky, and the huge pitch-black shadow head was suddenly separated from the body.

At the same time, Huo Yun, who had been fighting in the air for a long time, turned over and slashed a ghost dragon on the other side of his side from head to tail, slashing no more and no less, just cutting the entire huge body into two pieces of exactly the same size.

"Good boy, you're finally willing to come back. ”

He flicked his knife, facing Feng Ren back to back, although they couldn't see each other in such a posture, but the tacit understanding in their hearts would not be severed because of this.

"Huo Yun, shouldn't you be rusty with your wife and children at home these days, you have also dealt with this Netherworld Ghost Dragon for a while, and you haven't solved it all?" Feng Ren snorted, and with a flick of his right hand, he put the stardust tears into the void space, and the Burning Silence Nirvana in his left hand was handed over to his right palm.

"Don't talk nonsense, I practice knives for at least two hours every day, and I never miss it. Hmph, if I had controlled the power of the fire attribute like you, I wouldn't have fought so hard. Do you think I can't deal with them? Look at it!" Huo Yun snorted angrily, and in an instant, his figure burst out again, and the hilt of the knife in his hand shook, and the blade of the mist condensation suddenly skyrocketed in length by more than a hundred meters, and suddenly turned and stirred in the air, and the huge icy cold light almost split the airspace into several pieces.

However, the Void Blade that slashed only slashed one Nether Ghost Dragon, and then the remaining six or seven all entered the Void State, and the moment they were slashed, they reunited and returned to their original prototypes unscathed.

"Hmph, the same method has been used, you guys are too underestimate me Huo Yun!"

He raised his voice and shouted, and when the words fell, his body had already fallen in front of a ghost dragon that could be re-condensed, and the fog knife in his hand turned and stabbed downward, instantly piercing the opponent's head.

The next moment, the mist on the blade was filled, and the space was quietly cut and shattered, even if the head was still in a state of nothingness, it was also shattered into countless fragments, and it could no longer be recondensed.

"Don't think that I won't have the means to deal with you!"

After drinking again, Huo Yun shook his body and jumped, and the Fog Hidden Treasure Knife was sheathed and leaned at his waist.

In an instant, his figure instantly moved to a hundred meters away, the fog knife in his hand was already horizontal, and there was still a ray of cold light at the moment when the afterimage behind him dissipated, penetrating the void bodies of the three Nether Ghost Dragons.

Without exception, all the Nether Ghost Dragon's bodies shattered, and the void state could not be recondensed, and they fell.

Turning around suddenly, Huo Yun smiled proudly: "Feng Ren, have you seen it, who said I can't do it." ”

However, Feng Ren did not reply when he heard the sound, nor did he use his sword to deal with the rest of the Nether Ghost Dragons, but instead hung in the air and looked down, only to see another horse galloping out alone in front of the towering army of the undead, and the pitch-black heavy armor was the symbol of the Dark Clan. However, at the edge of its pitch-black armor, there were even dark red lines of gold edges, as if to highlight his difference.

The pace suddenly stopped, and the Nightmare Warhorseman, who was also wrapped in heavy armor, stood up, and the knight on the seat looked up, and the thick cross gold boring in his hand pointed into the sky, facing the wind tenacity that also fell on him.

"The strong man of the human race, the generalissimo of the Dark Clan is here, dare to fight!"

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