The warriors of the Reincarnation Hall have no escape, yes!

A woman can still shout such a sentence, but the men with eyebrows on the other side stand by and watch.

"Senior Brother Qin Yang, my Fire Dragon Horse is for you!" Wei Zimu was also annoyed, "As soon as you have the opportunity, you will go out immediately." ”

"Nonsense!" Qin Yang laughed out loud at this time, his messy hair fluttering in the wind, looking extremely violent, "Even if I don't do well, I don't mix up to the point of letting a woman die for me! Rush down, quickly! With the powerful momentum of the Fire Dragon Pony, you must at least rush under the mound." As long as they go down the mound, these dog mongrels can't keep up with the speed of the fire dragon foal!"

However, Wei Zimu and the female warrior named Yining did not leave, but sandwiched Qin Yang between them to minimize Qin Yang's pressure.

And while they were talking, the three of them had already killed several more iron-backed golden-eyed mastiffs. However, they themselves began to become more and more dangerous. In the face of the fierce beasts that were still being slaughtered, Qin Yang and the others were a little powerless to return to the sky.

At this moment, on a mound opposite, a loud shout suddenly erupted.

"Ride me on the ghost wolf dog and rescue the young master! You guys won't be compared to two girls!"

This roar actually came from Jiang Feng, who had never spoken much!

This point is really a bit unexpected by Qin Yang. Because Jiang Feng is usually cold, he doesn't seem to be right with anyone. At the critical time, he was the only one among the three commanders who stood up.

The human heart is separated from the belly, and it really can't be seen on the surface alone.

And the seven soldiers of the White Flag Battalion beside him were all his descendants in the Ancient War, so they naturally obeyed orders completely. Therefore, under the leadership of Jiang Feng, the seven warriors also urged the ghost wolf dog one after another, wielding their swords to kill them.

With Jiang Feng, a soul cultivator in the spiritual wisdom stage, the eight people rushed down from the mound, like an unstoppable tiger from the mountain, and instantly formed a powerful momentum.

Moreover, the impact point of the eight of them was behind the iron-backed golden-eyed mastiff group, so this kind of instantaneous attack and killing suddenly formed a huge damage to the beast tide.

In addition, it's not just them, in fact, although the ghost wolf dog under the crotch is not as strong as the iron-backed golden-eyed mastiff alone, it is not much different. Therefore, their overall combat effectiveness is still very impressive.

The iron-backed golden-eyed mastiff roared incessantly, and many of them were killed. Of course, in this outnumbered battle, Jiang Feng's men also sacrificed one. When the warrior died, his horseman, the Ghost Wolfhound, was killed by a pack of iron-backed golden-eyed mastiffs.

Everywhere, there was a strong smell of blood, and the breath of death enveloped the audience.

However, as a result, many iron-backed golden-eyed mastiffs went to besiege Jiang Feng and them, which reduced the pressure on Qin Yang and the three of them a lot. Standing on the top of the mound, Qin Yang saw the dead warrior with red eyes.

It was Yan Jiu and Zhao Zihao who did not move, which made the sacrifice increase again. It was the female warrior just now, and now there's another one.

At this time, Qin Yang found that the pressure on this side had decreased a lot, so he suddenly jumped on his original fire dragon horse, and Ling Yining hugged him behind him. Then, Qin Yang yelled at Wei Zimu: "Senior sister, let's rush down, Jiang Feng and they will almost be unable to support it!"

Since he can already rush to kill, if Qin Yang rushes out in the opposite direction, those fierce beasts will not be able to catch up with the fire dragon horse. When the time comes, Qin Yang and the others will be able to escape. Of course, the premise is to leave Jiang Feng and the others in this place of death.

And if you rush to the middle of the beast, you will inevitably lose the condescending advantage of the mound. Just now, they relied on the advantage of the mound to hold out for so long.

But if he didn't rush down, would he watch Jiang Feng and the remaining six warriors being bitten to death by that group of fierce beasts?

Jiang Feng and the others rushed over to rescue Qin Yang.

Therefore, Qin Yang did not choose to escape in the opposite direction, but rushed to the dangerous situation where the fierce beasts gathered with Wei Zimu. As long as you treat me sincerely, then there is no distinction between high and low human life.

However, not everyone has Qin Yang's mentality, even Jiang Feng and others. Seeing that the noble young master actually gave up the chance to escape and rushed to the bottom of the mound to rescue them in turn, the group of warriors were all stunned.

Their mission was originally to protect Qin Yang desperately, but not to let Qin Yang fight to protect them.

At this time, Jiang Feng, who had already sprayed blood all over his face, was also a little stunned, and he couldn't tell whether it was human blood or beast blood on his face. I saw him wipe it hard, gritted his teeth and muttered: "Although the strength is not strong, it is a kind of ...... Brothers, slash me hard, hack these brutes to death!"

At the same time, Qin Yang and the three of them rushed over with two horses, slightly relieving the pressure on Jiang Feng and the others, and also temporarily resolving the dangerous situation of the two warriors by the way.

However, this is still not enough to reverse the defeat, and there are still many fierce beasts left.

After all, Qin Yang and Jiang Feng were only ten people in total, and there were about seventy of the remaining fierce beasts. In the end, even if a few people can escape, most of the soldiers will die here.

On another mound, perhaps he was touched by the red-eyed situation in front of him, or perhaps his inner hesitation was finally defeated by his conscience, Zhao Zihao suddenly roared with red eyes after hesitating for so long: "All the soldiers of the White Flag Battalion, follow me!"

With that, Zhao Zihao personally led the troops and rushed down. So of the 20 people on the mound, 11 were brought down by him, and 12 were added to himself.

The remaining eight people included Yan Jiu, as well as the seven subordinates led by Yan Jiu himself. Without Yan Jiu's order, the seven fighters did not attack.

However, because Zhao Zihao and other 12 people rushed down strongly, it was enough to greatly resolve the danger. They killed more than 20 iron-backed golden-eyed mastiffs at once, and then joined forces with Qin Yang and Jiang Feng, and killed more than 20 more than 20 in succession.

Although two more warriors were killed, they still had 20 men left. As for the beasts in front of them, there were less than thirty left.

In such a situation, the battle is decided. There is no doubt about killing these beasts, it is nothing more than to see how many more warriors are lost. At least, Qin Yang and these important personnel are safe.

And at this time, those iron-backed golden-eyed mastiffs who had some wisdom also seemed to see that the situation was already too unfavorable. So under the roar of the wounded mastiff king, about thirty fierce beasts turned around and fled in a hurry with their tails between their legs. They also know that if they continue to fight, they will all die here.

Finally, Qin Yang let out a long sigh of relief. But instead of the excitement of the aftermath of the catastrophe, his heart was filled with a thick, almost irrepressible anger.

In front of him, four corpses were placed. Two of the corpses were a blur of flesh and blood, with only skeletons and fragments of flesh on them. These two are the female warrior who died at the beginning, and Jiang Feng's subordinates who died in battle. The bodies of the two of them had been devoured by those beasts.

And in the beginning, if everyone had worked together and obeyed the military orders one by one, maybe they would not have died. At least, not so many people will die.

The dawn wind blew, blowing Qin Yang's hair to pieces, and at the same time, it also sent a thick bloody gas into Qin Yang's nostrils. In Qin Yang's heart, the killing machine was as difficult to contain as a spring breeze of wildfire.