"Sika-sama!"

The werewolf warriors next to him heard Sika's screams, and they all looked at Lin Fan with anger.

From the beginning, they never thought that Sika would lose to Lin Fan. Just now they saw Sika being knocked away by Lin Fan, and they just thought that it was Sika's delaying tactic, and Sika would immediately get up from the ground and blast that hateful human mage to pieces!

It wasn't until Sika let out a scream like a pig that they realized that Sika Moya, the hundred-man chief who had been worshiped by them and whose hands were stained with the blood of countless humans, had indeed been defeated by the young human mage!

The ordinary werewolf warriors looked at each other, and the remaining three wolf rider warriors looked at Sika who was curled up on the ground, and then their eyes fell on Lin Fan who was standing next to him, holding a scimitar, hesitating and not knowing whether he should step forward or not.

And at the moment when they hesitated, Lin Fan had already made a brazen move!

After the battle with Sika just now, Lin Fan had a little more understanding of the Fire Blade Summoning Array, and the casting speed seemed to have increased again. With a wave of his hand, three fire blades appeared beside him one after another.

The three wolf riders saw the fire blade suspended beside Lin Fan, and were keenly aware of the danger, and the Steppenwolf who sat down roared in unison: "Go!"

However, the fire blades were obviously faster than them! In a flash of red light, three huge werewolf heads had already flown into the air, and they fell to the ground in the midst of everyone's horrified gaze.

"Woo......" The three-headed steppenwolf was frightened by the fire blade, stood in place, looking at Lin Fan, his vicious pupils showed deep fear, and his huge body was trembling.

The other ordinary werewolf warriors watched in horror. Three wolf riders with the strength of high-level warriors were killed without the slightest resistance! This made their hearts swell with deep fear and powerlessness.

"Let's go back to Bloodtooth Castle and have Baron Bloodtooth bring someone to save Sika!"

Realizing that these people were definitely not Lin Fan's opponents, a relatively strong werewolf roared angrily, and rushed towards the entrance of the village with the remaining nearly twenty werewolf warriors.

Lin Fan naturally wouldn't let these werewolves return to the Bloody Fang Castle, he could now kill all these ordinary werewolf warriors in a few breaths, but he didn't make a move, his eyes fell on Tal in the distance, and he said in a calm tone: "Tár, stop them!

Hearing Lin Fan's voice, Tal clenched the two-handed sword in his hand hard, and looked at the werewolf who rushed over, his eyes flickered.

At this time, the werewolf was already close to the entrance of the village, and the werewolf who rushed in front looked at the people blocking the entrance of the village, holding a scimitar in his hand, his eyes showed a fierce light, and shouted: "Damn human, get out of my way!"

They would be afraid of mages, but as werewolves, the kind of bloodline that was born above humans would not make them take Tar and the others who were just ordinary humans in their eyes.

"Tár, what are we going to do?"

Facing the werewolf's reprimand, many warriors holding weapons couldn't help but take half a step back, looked at the werewolf who rushed over, licked their lips, and showed hesitation in their eyes.

They have become accustomed to compromising with werewolves, and this belief has taken root in their hearts, and even become part of their instincts, and at this time, in the face of the menacing werewolf, although they hold weapons in their hands, their whole hearts are trembling.

Lin Fan looked at this scene and frowned. He decided not to do it this time as long as the werewolves didn't break out of the village. Without Sika and the wolf riders, these ordinary werewolf warriors were no longer the opponents of Tal and the others, if Tal and the others didn't even have the courage to draw their swords against these werewolf warriors who fled in the wilderness, Lin Fan didn't plan to save the village anymore.

The werewolf warrior looked at the fear on the faces of the humans at the entrance of the village, and a mocking smile appeared on his face.

It was not the first time that many of them had come to the village of Apanda, and they remembered very well how these humans had groveled before them, and they remembered very well that these humans were only worthy of kissing their shoes!

Whoosh ......

Just when these werewolves were complacent, more than a dozen figures suddenly rushed out of the crowd and crossed the path of the werewolves.

"Xingsha!"

"Del!"

......

Seeing the dozen or so children who suddenly appeared, Tal and the others were stunned for a moment. The people who came out of the crowd were none other than Xingsha and the children from the dozen or so villages!

More than a dozen children and Xingsha stood in front of the werewolf, because they were afraid, many of the children's hands holding the iron sword were trembling slightly, but those bright eyes looked at the werewolf, revealing a resolute light.

"These little human bastards, I don't know what to do, kill them!" the werewolf looked at Xingsha and the others, frowned, and raised the snowy scimitar in his hand!

"We must stop them! for the sake of the village!" Xingsha stood in front of everyone, iron sword in both hands, glaring at the approaching werewolf, his short pale blue hair jumping like a flame in the breeze.

"Woo woo ......" was as fat as a round ball, squatting at Xingsha's feet, obsidian-like pupils looking at the approaching werewolf, and let out a threatening roar from his mouth. Elemental flames erupted from its mouth, spitting to the ground like saliva, scalding the hard rocky ground.

As it grows, the ability of the ball as a monster is gradually revealed, and the obvious change is that when it is angry, it will spew saliva like magma at the enemy.

When the other children next to him heard Xingsha's words, they all took a deep breath, trying to stop their hands from trembling. A short-haired maroon boy standing next to Xingsha glanced back at Tár, "Father." You have always taught me that for the sake of the village, even in the face of a dragon......, you will never back down!

"Del ......"

Facing his son's bright gaze, Tal was shaken, and his lips trembled slightly.

"Damn it!"

Tal was silent for a moment, then spat on the ground, turned abruptly, looked at the other warriors with red eyes, and shouted, "See! We are not as good as a bunch of children! What a fucking shame! If you don't want to be a disgrace to your children, hold on to your weapons! Follow me to stop these damned werewolves!"

The other warriors looked at each other, their eyes trembling, and at the same time brandished the weapons in their hands and roared, "Apanda!"

With a roar, more than a hundred warriors immediately rushed to the front, and when Tal passed by Del's side, he patted Del on the shoulder: "Boy, I didn't expect you to remember that sentence." Would you like to come with me?"

Del smiled brightly, clenched the iron sword in his hand, and nodded vigorously: "Hmm!"