Zhang Chifeng was still sprinting, the horse under his crotch snorted, and after a high-speed turnback, his Fang Tian painting halberd turned out of a half-moon shape.

Tonight's bright night sky witnessed the fierceness of the sixteen horsemen from the Zhou Dynasty and from Vaud, and this picture is epic and beautiful.

A huge wolf demon arm sprayed blood to block the moonlight, and a deafening roar resounded through the starry sky, but it was not followed by the counterattack of the wolves, but as if the backbone of the Federation had been completely picked out and flesh followed.

The iron pot rode a horse under this broken arm and spine, and the huge double hammer in his hand swung all the way, only to hear the sound of the war drums like the sound of the 'bang bang' continued to sound, a wolf demon suffered a heavy blow to the head, the whole head was smashed into the body by the hammer, the sound of 'poof' sounded with the wound on the neck as the outlet blood erupted, it fell to the ground softly.

Shao Dong did not hold a sword on his horse, but carried a spear.

The spear was golden all over, and a lifelike python was carved on the shaft.

His gun is also like a python spitting letters, every time it is crisp and sharp, but he is not complicated to kill demons, he is only responsible for injuring demons, that is, poking out blood holes in the wolf demon's body.

Behind him was a middle-aged strong man, the strong man's name was Xiao Mad, and the weapon in his hand was a horse chopping knife.

This knife is extremely thick and long, not to mention, it really sharpens iron like clay, he is constantly doing the harvesting work behind Shao Dong, one wolf head after another flies, blood gradually enters his eyes, he didn't blink, just handed the long knife into the flesh and blood of the wolf clan.

The small-scale coordination of the sixteen horsemen was simply seamless, and after a turnaround and charge, they left behind a corpse.

The wolves seemed to have received some kind of order at this point, and they no longer began to attack the sixteen horses in unison.

However, the horse was covered in black iron armor, and I don't know what kind of talisman it was blessed. The explosive power and speed are extremely ferocious, and the wolf claws are bounced away by an invisible force at such a high speed, but the soldiers on the horse are enough to kill the wolf demon at the moment of bounce.

After repeated attempts to bury dozens of wolf lives, the wolves showed the natural tenacity and intelligence of the race.

They finally began to disperse, surrounding the sixteen horsemen in a large trap and a small circle, and surrounded the three monks of Zhenjian.

And the wolf demon will not sprint again. Using aura as a long-range means, it constantly interferes with the speed of the Sixteen Horsemen.

Only Bai Ziming, Monk Zhenjian, and Ye Ningshuang's col trio were extremely seriously depleted at this time in the face of wolves who were like waves but learned to be smart.

Ye Ningshuang had to insert three swords into the ground, and an invisible barrier descended from the night sky, and the three of them eased up.

It's just that the wolves are fearless, and every wolf demon at the peak of the spirit realm has urged all the spiritual energy to attack the barrier, and in less than a cup of tea, Ye Ningshuang's face has turned white. Monk Zhenjian had to remove an abacus bead and pop it out with one finger.

After the abacus was shot, it turned into a wood-colored line in mid-air.

This line is not a straight line, but seems to lock the center of each wolf demon's eyebrows and keep piercing.

The wood-colored lines pulled out are really like a thread between heaven and earth, manipulated by the gods, constantly and repeatedly sewing up the wolves in front of the mountain col.

A burly wolf demon fell down with a bang, relieving the pressure of Ye Ningshuang's sword array, but the face of the True Jian Monk was extremely ugly, and after this blow, the Xuan Qi in his body was consumed by one-tenth. But the wolf demon still couldn't find the number.

I don't know when the night sky in the east is a little bright. The Wild Wolf Array seems to be constantly transmitting wolf warriors to the battlefield, and it seems to be connected with the demon clan in Xiazhou, and there is an endless trend.

The sixteen horsemen were no longer like a storm, their consumption was also extremely violent, and the horse's spirit had begun to wilt a little after three charges.

Moreover, the choking smell between heaven and earth is getting heavier and heavier. After the toxins reach this level, it is impossible to solve the problem by holding your breath and breathing, and the toxins will penetrate every pore of you, accumulating a lot and accumulating qualitative changes.

Shao Dong, who had the lowest cultivation among the sixteen horsemen, had already felt the changes in his body.

The speed of the aura began to slow down, his reaction began to slow down, and even the power of the python spear that affected the shot had begun to weaken significantly. He shouted, "Big brother!"

When Zhang Chifeng heard this voice, he naturally understood that the matter had come to this point, so he had to fight hard, and he shouted back: "Array!"

The array is just a word, without any prefix, and naturally it is not for Shao Dong to listen to alone, but for everyone in the Sixteen Horsemen to listen.

After hearing this word, no one was confused, and the sixteen horsemen all raised their weapons at this time, and they urged the heaven and earth qi in their bodies to rush out of their weapons, and in an instant, they gathered into a cloud of mist above their heads.

After this mist appeared, the whole world was choked with a faint smell.

Zhang Chifeng's sixteen people roared wildly, and the demon group in front of them erupted into a blood mist for no reason.

This time, the wolves didn't even have the power to fight back, and the blood broke through every pore on their bodies, pushing off the steel needle-like hairs and erupting into mist.

The erupting fog filled the picture in front of him, as if painted red for the epic war scene, making the picture even more tragic.

The sixteen-ridden horses seemed to be nourished, galloping all the way and finally returning to the front of the mountain col again, blocking in front of the Zhenjian monk Ye Ningshuang and Bai Ziming.

Zhang Chifeng knew that no matter what skills they had to press the bottom of the box, it would be an unwise choice to take them out to deal with the wolves at this time, and shouted: "Uncle, what should I do!"

Monk Zhenjian's answer was extremely simple: "Wait for Lin Fan." ”

Sixteen Cavalry and Bai Ziming didn't understand what the effect of Lin Fan would be even if he came back at this time, but they quickly thought of the legend of the first battle in the imperial capital, they only hoped that the legend was true, Lin Fan's sword was inherently lethal to the demon clan.

At this time, Lin Fan did not return, after leaving the altar, Xiao Bailong soberly stated the facts: "Sixth brother, there is no point for you to go down at this time, even if your demon slashing sword is enough to cause a wide range of damage to the wolves, but the mad wolf array is constantly transporting the wolves, with your current strength, how many swords can you split?"

After hearing this, Lin Fan didn't hesitate at all, and rushed directly to the east, but what made people depressed was that I don't know what kind of big array actually had the effect of changing the terrain, the altar here was not the altar of the mad wolf array, but it had become the illusion altar that he had just pierced not long ago.

The little white dragon knew that it was time to fight desperately, its body shook slightly, and a real giant dragon appeared in mid-air, carrying Lin Fan down to the world between the clouds and mist! )

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