It's been a little bit more recently.,Except for the code word has been busy with work.,I didn't notice the list of tips.。 I would like to apologize to my friends who have supported me, and thank you again for your long-term support and encouragement. Without your support, it is difficult for me to go on, thank you to all the friends who have supported me all the time, thank you for your attention, thank you for your dedication, thank you!!

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Rossi's right hand was slightly injured and his little finger was cut off. His fists were heavy, but that didn't mean it would make him invulnerable.

He picked up the little finger on the ground, wiped it, and put it in his pocket.

The whole world is alive again.

The eyes of the remaining forty or so knights were red, this knight leader was a well-known hero in Jelut, who had killed several demonic beasts that had entered the country and raged, and his strength was strong, and he was deeply liked by the gods. He can be the leader of this cavalry team, mainly because of his power from the wind god, in addition to attacking, he can also speed up the movement of cavalry.

Such an important person, actually lost here, how can these knights not be angry?

Ten men were sent out to besiege Rossi, and the other knights accelerated their attacks on the rest.

Suddenly there was a sharp and piercing wind whistle in the wind, and Rosie fell to the ground on his side, rolling over and half-crouching. Two meters away from him, there was a dark blue arrow, and with this arrow as the center, the ground within a radius of one meter was quickly covered with a layer of ice slag.

Ice Arrows!

The oracle of the goddess of frost in Jeruth!

Since the Ice Arrow God successfully slaughtered the gods, almost all of the Frost God's oracles have become rangers, and these rangers have excellent archery skills, and when they cover the arrows with the power of frost, they become headache heroes.

With a hiss, Rossi jumped back with both feet, he didn't dare to dodge to the side, in case the other party bet on the direction he avoided, it would be really a big trouble. The moment he hit the ground, he could feel the ground under his feet vibrate violently, and the earth was quickly turned open by a sharp stone tip, and the rows of stalagmites slammed upwards and stabbed at Rossi's lower plate.

He was not slow to react, stepped on the side of the stalagmite with one foot, rolled and dodged with his strength, and pushed with both hands, and a wave of fire suddenly slapped towards the cavalry in front of him.

The scorching heat dries the air, and the burnt hair smells unpleasant.

In sight, the two horsemen got off their mounts and gathered around the leader, looking at the leader who had been crucified to the ground with a spear penetrating through it, and they did not know how to start. At that moment, a fiery serpent rolled up and bit into the chief's lower abdomen. The two knights were stunned, and they reached out to grab the fire snake regardless of the danger, but after catching it a few times, the fire snake was extinguished and rekindled, and they could only watch as the leader's divine source was plundered.

Rossi was very calm, this is not the first time she has encountered such a situation. In fact, in the last world, he encountered a much more desperate situation than he does now. In the blink of an eye, he had a plan in mind.

The hiss of arrows in the air once again irritated the eardrums, and the ice shooter had to be killed first, giving him no more chances.

The flames wrapped around Rossi's arm for a moment, and the bursting flames condensed into a spear in his hand. The continuous manifestation of the flame will cause the rapid loss of the divine source, but at this time, there is no longer so much to care about. He had drawn more than three hundred divine sources from the knight leader, which was enough for him to cope with the current difficulties.

He waved his arm, and the flame spear was projected with a hum, but strangely enough, the flame lance didn't seem to be flying that fast. The ice archer at the end of the cavalry didn't even dodge, watching as the flaming spear landed five or six meters in front of him. If it weren't for the fact that the leader was dead, some of them even twitched the corners of their mouths and almost laughed out loud.

Just kidding, right?

Can this kind of throw, which has no strength or speed, really kill people?

Rosie didn't give them time to think, turned and ran, and the knight behind him shook the reins, and the belly of the horned beast caught his heels in his feet, and these strange monster mounts began to run.

It's just that no one noticed that the flame spear, which had long lost its meaning, was still in place, and it was not extinguished because it lost the support of the divine source.

After chasing Rosie for almost a hundred meters, Rosie suddenly raised his hand, and a wire of fire like cotton thread in his hand swelled rapidly, swelling to the thickness of a little finger. He smiled slightly, and the knights who were chasing him were shocked, but it was too late. Rossi's whole body was dragged by the line and crashed head-on into the cavalry team chasing after him at an extremely high speed, so fast that these cavalry were caught off guard and had no time to react.

The other end of that line of fire is tied to that flaming lance!

The knight who chased after the first looked angry, raised his spear and stabbed, but he ignored a small thing, that is, Rosie is a divine envoy, a fire divine envoy!

The red light flashed in his hand, and a flame erupted.

The flames of more than 1,000 degrees evacuated the air around the knight in just two or three seconds, and the extremely high temperature made the armor worn by the knight a deadly cage. Flames erupted from the cracks in the red metal armor, and the smell of barbecue wafted out amid the sound of frying. The knight fell from the horned beast in a frightened confusion, and the horned beast turned and ran away to avoid the heat of the flames.

The knight tried to untie the armor on his body, but the red-hot armor gave him no chance to undo it, and the flesh on his fingers was scalded as soon as he touched the metal buckle that had been specially made to avoid loosening it during vigorous activity. His two hands clawed wildly on his body, not only could not untie the red armor of the fever, but instead glued off the skin and muscles on his hands layer by layer, leaving only the palms of his exposed bones.

With a wrong body, the flames in Rossi's hand turned into a long sword, and the knights in his forward path avoided one after another, just exposing the last ice shooter in the team!

The ice archer jumped off the horned beast without even thinking about it, and shot with a bent bow.

When it comes to combat, Rossi's combat experience is completely the most valuable experience gained from desperate situations again and again. The flame rope in his hand suddenly dissipated, and along with the flame lance, it turned into a few wisps of flame before finally dissipating into the air.

He fell from mid-air, legs stretched forward, and squatted down the moment he landed, all the while the dark blue arrows grazed his hair. With a hard kick of his legs, he kicked up a large amount of dust and dirt with a thud, and jumped high, and in his indifferent expression, he was already approaching the ice shooter who was beginning to panic.

The flame sword in his hand rolled up, and his heart moved at will, and the flames suddenly turned into a banner with his thoughts, embroiling the ice archer into it.

The howl lasted only a dozen seconds, and the boiling oil dripping from the Ice Shooter's body fell to the ground with a sizzling sound.

Rossi turned around, looked at the remaining seven people calmly, and waved his hand, waving the banner of flames.

There are less than four hundred Shenyuan left, and it should be enough to kill these seven people!

This cavalry squad was in trouble killing Rossi, and it was also in trouble killing another group of people.

All of Gwent Fred's power is on his lips, and he can inflict buffs not only on his own comrades, but also on the opposing side. The song of thorns he sang at this time put the knights besieging them in a difficult situation.

The sound of Fred's mouth turned into thorns, covering the ground in a radius of twenty or thirty meters. The thorns were as thick as a child's wrist, and each thorn shimmered with a faint green glow. These thorns can actually pierce the scale armor of the horned beasts, which makes these horned beasts afraid to move forward, which makes the knights on their backs suffer.

Fred is surrounded by four oracles who can breathe fire like Rosie, as well as a Ranger he encounters along the way. They are a ranged class, and the knights around them are melee classes.

There is not the slightest reason to make room for absolute control and completely crush melee combat from a distance.

A team of six people actually withstood the siege of nearly thirty knights!