Chapter 190: Three hundred more rounds

The fall of the lion god envoy was too shocking, so that all the orcs around him couldn't help but be terrified, their eyes suddenly condensed, their faces changed drastically, and the ordinary orcs and human warriors in the distance saw Debo fall to the ground, thinking that the lion god envoy had lost, and they didn't dare to think about the word 'death'.

But the elephant dam and Huxi next to it, as well as the leader of the Eagle Clan in mid-air, the strong people such as cows, horses, deer, and bears all clearly felt the disappearance of Debo's breath of life, and the supreme commander of the Deer Clan, who was fighting, almost shook off the weapon in his hand.

"Retreat"

Although Shi Jiyou won the lion god envoy, the nine-star vitality in his body had also been exhausted, and with an order, everyone retreated, and the flame de, who was fighting with Huxi on the other side, suddenly threw away the other party, flew towards Shi Jiyou's side, and came directly to Shi Jiyou's body and held it up.

Shi Jiyou sat cross-legged, his eyes were blazing, like two cold stars shooting directly around the battlefield, making many orc warriors around him tremble, as if they were being targeted by poisonous snakes.

Since Yangcheng is built at the junction of the forest and the grassland, there are some low trees around it, and as far as the naked eye can see, you can see the outline of the dense forest, as well as the rolling mountains.

At this moment, the sun has shone down, the warm sunlight is not dazzling, but shining on the open space in front of Yang City, it is hideous and terrifying, the corpse stumps and blood all over the ground have decorated the whole earth into the shape of a slaughterhouse, the clear sunlight shines on the ground, reflecting the blood-red world, like hell descending on the world.

More than 10,000 lives have disappeared from this world in these three hours, and the ratio of humans to orcs is three to one.

As Debo fell to the ground, the generals among the orcs seemed to have forgotten that it was the battlefield at this moment, the two sides were fighting, and they had forgotten to urge the soldiers to attack, and at this moment, Shi Ji had an order to retreat, Zhao Meng and Xiao Ming urged the people around them to hurry up and run towards the forest behind.

And the two of them walked at the end with Mo Yingshan and Sakura, Zhao Meng meant to let Sakura go first, and he, Xiao Ming, and Mo Yingshan still had the only four hundred Honglin guards left to guard the tail, but Sakura stubbornly wanted to stay and go with them.

Shi Jiyou sat on the back of Flame De, his eyes were cold, and he looked at the orcs around him fiercely, his voice was like a bell of heaven and earth, mixed with the vitality of the nine stars, and shouted to the orcs standing in the distance;

"Who dares to fight for another 300 rounds......"

"Who dares to fight for another 300 rounds......"

"Who dares to fight for another 300 rounds......"

After shouting three times, seeing that no one around him dared to step forward, he couldn't help sneering and said;

"Let's go"

Flame De spread his wings and flew towards the forest in the distance.

As soon as he entered the forest, Flame De flew to the ground, and a blood arrow suddenly shot out of his mouth from the stone sitting on its back, his face instantly turned pale, and a few looming yellow lines slowly passed over his face, and then disappeared on his forehead, and a few drops of blood dripped on Flame De's huge head, and the temperature of Flame De's body instantly turned it into a few puffs of white smoke, rising and merging into the forest.

Around Shijiyou, there are about 300 people around, who are none other than the warriors of the Namo Heroes and Alliance.

"How's it going?"

Mo Yingying saw an unusually powerful and hideous demonic beast fall beside them, and the layers of agitated coercion made them all stand unsteadily, and their hearts were suddenly alert, but after seeing the stone on the back of the demonic beast, the worry in his heart was put down, but he did not move forward, because the involuntary coercion of Flame De made it impossible to get within three meters.

As soon as the demonic beast landed, Shi Jiyou spurted out a stream of blood, which couldn't help but surprise Mo Yingying, and immediately asked with concern;

In the confusion, Shi Ji opened his eyes with difficulty, and when he saw that it was Mo Hero, he couldn't help but tremble and said, "Hurry up, don't delay here, go to the depths of the forest."

"Most of the men and horses have already passed, and the Purple Spirit Girl is leading the way to the predetermined place, and we will stay behind to house the trap mechanism," Mo Yingying said;

At this moment, Shi Ji found that Mo Yingying was holding a branch, his right leg was already stained red with blood, bandaged, and then looked at the rest of the people, and a hundred of the three hundred people were more or less injured.

"We're waiting for the last person, and then we'll retreat together......" Before Mo Yingying's words were finished, Shi Jiyou lay on Flame De's back and fainted.

"Little Edge...... Xiao Yuan ...... "Mo Yingying saw that Shi Jiyou had fainted, and shouted with some worry;

In the battle with Debo, although it seems that Shi Ji has won more easily, he has always been attacking, and Debo is defending, but Shi Ji's three attacks have exhausted the energy of his whole body, not only energy, but also his spirit.

From calculating the enemy's moves to the direction of dodging, to how the opponent makes a move to defuse, and then how to arrange his own attack points, he tries his best to be accurate, and his mind is very expensive, plus every time he attacks, he does it with all his strength, and the energy consumption in his body is squandered in a deadly way.

Especially in the third move, he used the coiling dragon stick as a medium to extend the attack distance, and directly hit the center of Debo's eyebrows, this time it was the move that really consumed all his energy.

The coiling dragon stick consumed more energy than the previous two moves combined, which was also the reason why he collapsed directly.

After killing Debo with a stick, his body was already empty and almost fell to the ground, at this moment, it was Araku who quickly condensed a gas, supporting his body, and summoned the Flame De, who was besieging Huxi, back, and carried his body so that it did not show fatigue in front of many orcs.

"You can't go like this, you have to be shocked," Shi Ji thought to himself, and he tried to hold on, so that his body sat smoothly on Flame De's back without revealing a flaw, and then shouted three times.

These three loud shouts were from which he secretly bit the tip of his tongue and used the potential stimulated by the pain, and drank desperately.

It was also his desperate efforts that frightened many orcs from acting rashly, and his aura was simulated from the wilderness, which made Xiangba and Huxi worried, and did not directly attack Shiji.

At this moment, there were people running into the forest one after another, and Mo Yingying sent people to lead them to the other side, and from time to time he turned around and ran towards the depths of the forest.

At this moment, Mo Yingying has some difficulties with Shi Jiyou, because the aura around Flame De is too full, and the temperature is ridiculously high, no one can get close to him within three meters, how to check his injuries, and there is a gap between man and beast to communicate with him, and he doesn't know how to tell Flame De to let it carry Shi Ji You to retreat first.

At this moment, an earth-shattering tremor came from outside the forest, and a strong breath came from outside, and in an instant a violent wind blew in the forest, blowing the canopy of the trees.

Mo Yingying, who was injured in his right leg, didn't notice it for a while, and his body was blown down by this strong wind, thanks to someone next to him who reached out and helped him, so that he wouldn't fall, and looked up in the direction ......of the wind, which couldn't help but make him dumbfounded.