After the young man activated the aura of the protective body, he released the medium-grade magic weapon Demon Suppression Pestle that he had always been proud of, and did not dare to intercept those flying swords that were at least commercial magic weapons at first glance, but commanded the Demon Suppressing Pestle to directly attack the big man wearing black armor at the front of the opponent, because in his mind, since the opponent's flying sword has come out, since the big man has no fighting spirit, his own Demon Suppression Pestle should be able to give him a ruthless blow, even if the speed of the Demon Suppression Pestle is not fast and is intercepted by the returning flying sword, then at least it can relieve the pressure on his own side, so as to launch a counterattack as soon as possible。

The young man's demon pestle and the opponent's flying sword passed by, the expected flying sword turned around and chased did not happen, the other party actually let his own demon pestle attack, the young man was stunned when he saw this, and looked carefully at the opposite side, only to find that the other party actually had a sword cultivator who did not make a move, and a small and strangely shaped flying sword that was also not ordinary was hovering around the other party's eight people.

At this time, it was too late to recall the Demon Suppression Pestle, so the young man simply gritted his teeth and controlled the Demon Suppression Pestle with all his strength to slam into the black armor big man holding the big axe. Qing Feng, who was in charge of defense, naturally couldn't give the other party a chance, he had already guarded against that cultivator, seeing that the opponent's magic weapon was attacking the rice bucket, and at this time, the other people on the other side were busy intercepting the flying sword spell of Ouyang Feng and the others, and there was no other attack, so the flying sword and the young man's demon slaying pestle came to a solid collision.

With a crisp sound, Qingfeng's flying sword just hit the larger demon-slaying pestle and flew diagonally, and the spiritual light on it also suddenly dimmed, giving Qingfeng the feeling that it was not much stronger than cutting a tree with a flying sword.

Compared with Qingfeng, the young man's face changed greatly, he felt a shock to his consciousness in the collision just now, and almost lost contact with the demon pestle, but fortunately, at the critical moment, the young man gritted his teeth and controlled the demon pestle, but he did not dare to attack rashly, but hurriedly controlled his magic weapon to return.

The young man who has always been upright and arrogant has finally been hit by the cruel reality and regained his former humility, compared with the other party, he has just built a foundation, his experience is not as good as people, his exercises are not as good as people, and his magic tools are not as good as people, if it weren't for the fact that there are so many helpers, the young man might turn around and escape.

Just as the young man controlled the damaged demon slaying pestle and flew back crookedly, in the midst of the burst of fireballs and the click of lightning, a scream was heard, and the young man was familiar with this voice, it was the voice of the bass who was about to rise to the peak of the magician.

The young man looked sideways, only to see that there was only a headless corpse where Beth was standing just now, and the blood spurting out of his neck was more than a meter high, the young man was stunned, he knew Bes's strength very well, Beess's magic shield was very tough, even if he didn't fight back and let him use the demon pestle to bombard, there would never be a dozen or twenty strokes that would never break his magic shield, and this was still in the case that Beth didn't replenish the magic power of the shield. And in front of him, the opponent's three flying swords and three low-level magic, plus a lightning bolt that he didn't see clearly, actually beheaded Bess in a single shot under the interception of so many people, such a result made it difficult for the young man to accept for a while.

It turned out that just now Ouyang Feng, Hongsheng and Mingyue's flying swords seemed to bombard the bandit leader, but in fact, their real target was the black-robed magician named Beth that Ouyang Feng said before, just when the flying swords of the three were less than five meters away from the bandit leader, Ouyang Feng, who had a sound transmission, had a tacit understanding to control the flying sword to turn around, so that the bandit leader's powerful sword missed, and then, the three flying swords stabbed at the black-robed magician who was preparing magic. At the same time, Ouyang Feng, who had already calculated the time, raised his hand and released the perverted Eight Desolation Divine Thunder that had been prepared for a long time.

Seeing the three flying swords coming towards him, the black-robed magician couldn't help but be stunned, feeling that with the protection of the swordsman by his side, at least two of the three flying swords would be stopped, and the remaining flying sword, no matter how powerful it was, would be enough to block this blow with the defensive power of his shield. When Ouyang Feng's Eight Desolation Divine Thunder fell, the black-robed magician was really taken aback by the magnificent momentum, but he didn't care too much, because he was very confident in his magic shield. It was because of the carelessness of the black-robed magician, no, it should be said that because of the perversion of Ouyang Feng's spell, after the black-robed magician was struck by the Eight Desolation God Thunder who ignored the defense, his body and magic power were paralyzed at the same time, although it was only a short moment, but this was enough.

Ouyang Feng's timing was quite accurate, the bandit leader saw the flying sword turning, and the big sword in his hand also turned to slash obliquely, blocking Mingyue's flying sword, and shaking Mingyue's flying sword out of two meters away, judging from this blow, the strength of this bandit leader should be stronger than Mingyue.

Ouyang Feng was okay, although the flying sword was blocked by the swordsman on the other side of the black-robed magician, but the other party's strength was obviously inferior, and he was shocked by Ouyang Feng's flying sword and suffered a small loss. And at this moment, it was too late for others to intercept the flying sword of the red robe, and the black-robed magician was paralyzed by the Eight Desolations Divine Thunder, and the magic shield lost its magic support at this time, and the flying sword of the red robe slashed diagonally without hindrance, cutting off his head in the horror and disbelief of the black-robed magician.

Things happened so fast that no one expected that the black-robed magician's shield would actually collapse on its own, until the black-robed magician's body fell, and the bandits were still a little confused, even the bandit leader.

Killing one of the opponents with one blow, Ouyang Feng recalled the flying sword to assist Qingfeng in defending, while Hongshang and Mingyue controlled the flying sword to split, slash, stab, and slap, harassing the other party while also looking for fighters.

Ouyang Feng miscalculated, the other party didn't fight back at all, the long-range magician hung up, only one magician and one magic apprentice were left, the two of them were already frightened by the death of the black-robed magician, even if they were ready to magic, it was to ensure their own safety and blast into the flying sword passing by them, where would they have the heart to fight back?

As for the young cultivator, when he took back his demon pestle, he found that the tip of the demon pestle was pierced with a wound the size of a bean, and now the control is no longer as smooth as before, and he didn't dare to use the demon pestle to block the remaining two equally extraordinary flying swords, he could only use it as another line of defense to save his life, and his spells were also used for self-protection, for a while, I saw the bandits' camp shining with fighting spirit, and the magic was soaring, but the speed of the two flying swords was too fast, and those magic couldn't touch them at all, and they all shot towards the sky and the surrounding cliffsWoods.

After the war, Barlow and Bruce have not been idle, alternately shooting at each other's minions with bows and arrows through the gap between the rice bucket and Pedi, the two know their strength very well, and it is difficult to hurt those masters with ordinary bows and arrows, so the two are very self-aware to target those minions, and they also have gains, shoot one person, shoot one person.

The minions among the bandits are not dry food, three or four of them have bows and arrows, and two have crossbows, and they also poured arrow rain on Ouyang Feng and the others at the beginning of the war, but they were all blocked by rice buckets and Peidi with inferior shields, and occasionally there were fish that slipped through the net, and it was futile to shoot at the shields of Qingfeng and Mingyue.

Rice Bucket and Pei Di are anxious, their armor has a time limit, and it is a waste of time to stand here just being beaten, plus watching a few masters and bandits fighting, they themselves have not even touched a single hair of the enemy, they are very warlike in their bones, they are naturally anxious.

The bandit boss frowned, his face was gloomy, and he said to a swordsman beside him: "Simirian, let's rush over, the others will form a defensive counterattack, and we can't just be beaten passively all the time." As he spoke, the fighting spirit around him suddenly flashed, and he roared towards Ouyang Feng and the others with a big sword, and the swordsman named Similian saw this, hesitated for a moment and reluctantly followed.

The moment the bandit boss came out of the crowd, Ouyang Feng's eyes lit up, and he said to Hongsheng, Mingyue and Qingfeng: "The opportunity has come, Senior Sister and Mingyue pay attention, kill the remaining magician first, and then each deal with the target arranged before." As he spoke, Ouyang Feng raised his hand and once again unleashed his Eight Desolation Divine Thunder to bombard the other party's scrambled magician, as for that magician apprentice, his attack power was not much of a threat to Ouyang Feng and the others, so he was ignored for the time being.

Ouyang Feng's Eight Desolation Divine Thunder was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it fell from a small black cloud above the magician's head, and the dazzling silver light mixed with a strong electromagnetic field went straight to the frightened magician below.

The magician has been paying attention to the movements around him, and when a black cloud appeared on his head, he knew that the other party had released a thunder spell, and the target was himself, the magician was shocked in his heart, just now he could see clearly that the black-robed magician was beheaded by a flying sword after being hit by the opponent's lightning spell.

The speed of the Eight Desolation Divine Thunder was too fast, and when the magician found out, he had no time to dodge, so he could only grit his teeth, and at the same time that the magic power in his body was frantically poured into the magic shield, he also blasted a low-level magic fireball that had just been prepared towards the thunderbolt to intercept the thunder and lightning that fell. At the same time, the magician did not forget to ask for help from his companions, shouting, "Help." ”

The thunder fell, the magician froze in place, and after bearing the thunder and lightning himself, he learned that the shield of the black-robed magician just now was not broken by the thunder and lightning, but because of its own magic power intermittently disappeared, which meant that he knew very well, and he was very fragrant to tell his companions about this amazing discovery, but he had no chance, because in his eyes, the other party's two flying swords were getting closer and closer, and his companions were so frightened that they didn't have time to rescue.

The bandit boss and Similian had just rushed out more than ten meters away when they heard a scream behind them again, they all knew who the owner of this voice was, and the bandit boss did not look back, because the result was the same whether to see it or not, there was no need to be distracted at this juncture when a thousand troops were in one shot.