Wayne's handsome appearance was very deterrent, especially the cold killing intent revealed in his every move, which made the Wild Dog Gang, the little thieves who were only rampant in the market, instinctively feel a trace of fear.

However, in the end, they had a great advantage in numbers, and in addition to the seven or eight people who had already been slaughtered by Wayne, they still had nearly twenty or so people left on the farm, and counting the vicious dogs they had domesticated, the number had exceeded forty.

With such a large number, let alone encircling and suppressing a person, even if it is to slaughter a village, it is more than enough.

A bald-headed and scar-faced strong man carrying a steel knife, probably the small leader of the Wild Dog Gang, was the first to react from the shock, and immediately grabbed a small minion beside him and shouted to him:

"Go and inform the boss that there is a strong enemy attacking us, and let the boss come to support us."

After saying this, the bald man pushed the little minion away, pointed the steel knife in his hand at Wayne, and shouted:

"Don't be afraid, there is only one person and a sword in this bastard."

"No matter how awesome it is, there are so many of us, one person can drown him with a mouthful of spit."

"Give it all to me, let the dog bite him to death."

Receiving the leader's order, the rest of the Wild Dog gang seemed to have gained courage, and they put two fingers into their mouths and blew a series of loud whistles.

And hearing these whistles, the vicious dogs who followed them all seemed to have received orders, their expressions and movements became more ferocious, their eyes were shining fiercely, their mouths let out a piercing bark, and they rushed towards Wayne in a swarm.

There are about twenty of these vicious dogs, and after professional training, they are not much weaker than wild wolves in terms of strength and speed.

Running on all fours, it only took a few seconds to rush in front of Wayne.

However, in the face of these bloody and drooling beasts, Wayne already had a countermeasure in his heart, as the so-called hair is weak and weak, these shiny, fur dogs are just torches waiting to be ignited.

Before the Wild Dog Gang could give orders, he had already stored chaos magic in his hands, and when four or five of the strongest vicious dogs rushed in front of him, an Ignyi Fa Seal, which had condensed about one-third of the magic power in his body, instantly gushed out.

The orange-red flames with a suffocating heat immediately enveloped the space about ten meters in front of Wayne, not only the vicious dogs that rushed to the front were directly ignited, but even some vicious dogs in the rear were also affected.

Their shiny fur became the best accelerant, and they were lit into burning torches in the scorching flames.

The piercing bark turned into a desperate wail, and the smell of burnt fur soon permeated the farm.

Flame is the nemesis of all animals, and there is no animal that is not afraid of flames.

Seeing that almost half of the same kind were charred by the flames, the vicious dogs, who were still menacing, clamped their tails one after another, scratched the ground with their limbs restlessly, and did not dare to move forward no matter how their masters called.

Wayne squinted his eyes and looked at the results of the magic seal with satisfaction, the destructive power caused by the Ignyi magic seal, which he had strengthened many times, could no longer be called a trick, and it was not much more than the fire spells of the warlocks.

If some warlocks were to see such a scene, they might have opened their mouths in surprise.

The Wild Dog Gang on the farm, who had never seen the world, were already stupefied, as the ruffians and hooligans in the city, where had they ever seen the real spellcaster, and the power of the Igni Seal had severely damaged their confidence.

They were already a rabble, and in the face of Wayne's rapid killing, several gangs had already thrown away their weapons in fright, and took several steps back in vain.

He whispered in his mouth:

"Wizard, it's a wizard! Those monsters have come to kill us. ”

The bald man's courage is not bad, Wayne's spell did not intimidate him, he quietly swallowed his saliva, observed the cowardice of his subordinates, thought of the boss's punishment of the loser, immediately controlled the emotion of fear, his heart was crossed, gritted his teeth and shouted:

"Don't be afraid, rush forward, he will definitely only be able to release one spell."

"There are many of us, as long as we surround it, he will die."

Seeing that the people under him were still hesitant, he immediately threatened:

"Think about what happened to Varus, that guy is now not left with the scum that has been eaten, if you escape, the boss will definitely take you to feed Hogg afterwards."

Hogg mentioned by the bald man seemed to be very intimidating, and after hearing this name, the originally disheartened Wild Dog Gang members immediately gathered their courage again.

A few simple-minded guys directly raised the weapons in their hands and rushed towards Wayne with a roar.

This time, Wayne did not choose to cast other spells that consumed a huge amount, but put a layer of Quinn shield on himself, and faced the few people who rushed towards him.

Although the magic seal is more powerful, he doesn't know what kind of enemies he will encounter later, and he needs to preserve his magic power.

The first thing Wayne had to face was a fat man with a sturdy physique, a fat guy in brown leather armor and a mace in his hand.

Probably used to street fighting, facing Wayne, who was armed with a steel sword, actually wanted to rely on his strong size to defeat him.

Wayne only took half a step to the right with agility, and his body dodged his pounce, and the steel sword in his hand stabbed directly into his throat in a way that stabbed upward, and then directly cut half of his neck with the inertia of the two bodies when they staggered.

A middle-aged man behind him was startled by Wayne's neat movements, but he had already rushed in front of Wayne, and could only instinctively raise the axe in his hand and shout to chop it down.

And in the face of this unskilled attack, Wayne just turned sideways, didn't even move his footsteps, and avoided the trajectory of the axe blade, and the steel sword in his hand mercilessly slashed sideways, directly cutting off the man's two arms holding the axe, and then the steel sword pulled upwards and directly cut his stomach.

Let him fall to the ground, and he can only hold his internal organs and wail bitterly.

Killing two people in a row, Wayne shook off the blood on his sword and walked a few steps towards the Wild Dog Gang with an expressionless face.

The third of the attackers used a rusty scythe, and perhaps he was a farmer in the past, and he actually bent down in a different way to cut Wayne's legs with the scythe.

didn't know that the moment he bent down, his neck was exposed.

Wayne had no mercy in his heart, the steel sword in his hand was faster, and before the man's scythe could touch his legs, the sword light flashed, and it had already cut off his head directly.

The sprayed blood splattered on Wayne's face like a fountain, and the warm feeling made him feel more destructive.

Wayne's eyes lit up, and after slashing three people in a row, he felt that dealing with these humans seemed to be easier than dealing with water ghosts.

In addition to the fact that there is no hesitation and no fear because of the attacks of the water ghosts, the biggest difference is that these rabble in front of them have not undergone professional training at all, and they want to fight with a swordsman who has been trained for more than ten years by relying on their instinctive clumsy attacks, which is simply a joke.

It seems that he is afraid of Wayne's neat killing method, and it almost took less than ten seconds to kill three people in a row.

This kind of efficiency is too impactful for these gangsters who usually only extort and bully people with their numbers, and even have shaken their sanity.

Some of the gang members only felt that their heads were dizzy, fear haunted them, and their limbs felt numb.

The bald man in the lead was not intimidated by the killing in front of him, he gritted his teeth and glared at Wayne's eyes.

As a deserter who has been on the battlefield, although he is not brave, he has seen the war and knows that the master of swordsmanship is not much stronger than ordinary people in the face of siege.

Seeing that the people on his side were already disheartened and the military spirit was unstable, a trace of timidity and ferocity flashed in the bald man's heart, in order to boost morale, he raised the steel knife in his hand, signaled several henchmen with his eyes, and shouted loudly:

"Hold on, come with me, the boss will be here soon."

"When the time comes, this guy will be dead, and we must crush his bones and ashes, and break his body into thousands of pieces to avenge our brother."

After shouting this, the bald man was heartbroken, so he took his weapon and took the lead in rushing towards Wayne.