The screams came and went, and Wang Man found that several innocent blood slaves had died!

There are ordinary blood slaves scurrying around everywhere, so that the demon messenger is hidden in the crowd, the more chaotic, the better it is for them, and for a while, more than a dozen ordinary blood slaves exploded into blood in shock, Wang Man shouted to calm everyone down, but he didn't dare to punch indiscriminately.

He pounced directly, relying on the protection of Zi Linglong, he shuttled through the crowd, conjuring dozens of afterimages, and the current situation was only to lock the direction of the demon messenger with the intention of being one step faster, and kill at close range.

When Wang Man pounced on a demon messenger in the rear, the fleeing team in front of him suddenly exploded from it, and many innocent blood slaves crashed directly into the rocks on the side of the road.

Where Wang Man was, two cold corpses flew in!

"Quick, come and save them. "Captain Cui stubbornly blocked the blood slaves who were in the desert behind him, preventing everyone from running around, there were already people trying to escape in a panic, don't you know, there are more demon messengers surrounded outside, once you go out, there will be no life!

The demon messenger changed the way of attack, and began to shoot their magic in rows and rows, such volleys, the juxtaposed energy increased the damage, at this moment, Wang Man was very amazed by the wisdom of those evil demons.

Large areas of land were quickly bombarded with potholes by dark magic, but fortunately, the corrosive power of this dark magic was not as good as the previous demon summoning bugs, otherwise the blood slaves here would have been doomed long ago.

Wang Man saw the whole process of these demon mage messengers killing humans in a complete way, they used dark energy with sharp magic blades to pierce the human body, and then through the traction of the magic blade, the dark energy was inserted into it, melting the human body, and sucking a living person into a dried corpse!

When the first wave of Demon Emissary's magic attack reached a weakened state, he no longer participated in the attack, but flew into the distance, allowing the Emissary who had been resting for a long time to come to besiege again, so that the way of wheel warfare would only make the Demon Emissary more crazy.

At this time, except for Wang Man, who had not been injured by relying on Zi Linglong's protection, everyone else was severely injured. Randigan had a large hole in his shoulder, another mercenary had his stomach nearly sliced open, the back of the Viscount of the Bloods was scorched with flames, and even the witch's feet were pinned to the ground by the blade of the dead demon messenger.

The demon messengers on the ground have accumulated corpses, at least hundreds of demon messengers have been killed, and then the sky above their heads is still flying with a rare green fluorescence!

Wang Man breathed the energy in his body, keeping him in a state of balance at any time, just mechanically shooting calmly at the demon messenger who rushed in front of him, for him, although it was only a few months, he experienced several times, and he became more and more calm and sober.

The Viscount of the Blood Clan couldn't hold out in the first place, his bloodline fire energy had been consumed, and the rotten flesh behind his back was almost bone!

Randy Gan is also crumbling, although his strength is the strongest of the six, he has always been the one who fights the hardest.

Death, rebirth, deformed intertwined in the dark night.

The Blood Witch also fell, lying weakly on the ground, and Wang Man kicked her and the half-dead Blood Viscount to the rear of the Blood Slave Brigade.

Only Randigan is still struggling to support, but the ability to send out blood has become weaker and weaker, and Randigan even violently launches the flying blade every time, his cracked stomach, and the more and more he can see that the intestines seem to be struggling out!

Only Wang Man stood intact, but only he knew best that his fighting qi was already less than half, and if he continued to consume it, I am afraid that these demon envoys would not be able to kill them, and the fighting qi in his body would be exhausted first!

Then, in the eyes of Randigan and the others, from the initial surprise, doubt, and shock, to the more and more incredulous and unacceptable!

After holding on for another half a day, the crazy magic attack of the demon mage messenger finally passed, and these devil's apostles watched the weakened Randy Gan swarm down, and the weakest Randy Gan was instantly pierced by several blood holes by the whirling blade, lying on the ground dead or alive.

Wang Man's fighting spirit has been exhausted, and he has punched several times, but with little effect. At the moment, he had no choice but to pick up the knight's sword that Randigan had discarded, and use his swordsmanship without hesitation!

With a bang, a shining sword shadow came out side by side with the light roar of the blue wolf!

Heaven and earth lore!

The dozen or so demon messengers who rushed in front were completely strangled in just an instant!

The unfinished sword qi was rampant, raging like a storm, just one move, and the formation of the demon envoy brigade was in chaos.

Randy Gan looked at Wang Man standing with his sword in amazement, and he tried hard to bring the wolf warrior with his fighting spirit and fists, and with a strange little teddy pet, and his seemingly inexhaustible fighting energy...... and so on, all kinds of images overlap together, but they are becoming more and more blurry and unimaginable.

"Viscount, you take Randy Gan down!" Wang Man withdrew the knight's long sword, his tone was cold, his fighting spirit had not fully recovered before the battle, and the consumption of his fist strength was extremely huge, plus just a sword that was just a cat and a tiger, he had little fighting energy left, and directly consumed more than half.

"No! I can still fight!" said the Viscount of the Blood Clan unexpectedly stubbornly, at this time, the demon messenger was frightened by Wang Man's sword fighting skills, and took a step back, and began to organize a formation again to release a series of dark magic.

The Viscount of the Blood Clan tore off the half-cut tuxedo that hung on either side of his shoulder, and with a muffled snort, he pulled it diagonally from his shoulder arm to his right armpit, and the blood reflected his clothes.

Wang Man now truly admires the faith, will, and persistence of the Blood Clan Viscount from the bottom of his heart, and is no longer greedy for life and afraid of death, and is able to fight to the death for the sake of this group of blood slaves who are not related to him or the other in his jurisdiction! Wang Man thought to himself that he could not do it unless his mother or Ash and the others were among those fleeing teams.

He tried his best to fight to this point, and he was worthy of the employment of the blood clan Lao Cui, if it weren't for the fact that every time the afterglow of his eyes swept over the hole in the magic enchantment reflected on the ground, he could see the little girl who was still hiding in front of his relatives and ate his mush, trembling all over, and his eyes were full of panic, which made Wang Man's heart feel strange, maybe he had already had the idea of retreating, with his speed, he could completely escape here with the little teddy.

The Viscount of the Blood Clan was not afraid of death, and Wang Man didn't want to be verbose, so he condensed the magic evolution power of the frost and began to shoot the surrounding demon messengers.

Wang Man's vitality was rapidly depleted, and the number of demon envoys was finally noticeably reduced.

The magic of the demon messenger could not hurt Wang Man, but it could consume a large amount of Wang Man's fighting energy shield, but as Wang Man's physical strength penetrated, these demon messengers gradually forgot the terrifying sword style just now, and pounced again, and Zuihou's impact became even more crazy and irritable.

The Viscount of the Blood Clan roared and was directly thrown to the ground by the frenzy of the demon messenger, Wang Man didn't have time to save him, he himself was already glued to the dark negative magic, and Wang Man's actions became a little slow!

After a few breaths, the adjusted and gathered fighting qi was finally consumed, and Wang Man had to lift the knight's long sword again, using the sharp blade to cut off the arms of the demon messengers who reached out to attack one by one.

The number of demon envoys has decreased sharply, Wang Man forcibly lifted his spirits, without the maintenance of vitality, Zi Linglong's potential has also been brought into play, and it will not last long if it goes on like this, he must fight quickly.

Little Teddy has been retracted by Wang Man with great difficulty, and it is also exhausted, staying by Wang Man's side, which is extremely dangerous. It's just that what makes him anxious and moved is that he took back the little teddy several times in a row, and it was repeatedly in the manic turmoil in Zi Linglong, as if it was going to come out to fight side by side with Wang Man, until later, Wang Man was furious, it didn't dare to move, and honestly stayed inside.

"Five, four, three, you all come!" Wang Man almost counted down, killing the demon messengers who rushed forward one by one.

Whenever he was frantically impacted and tumbled to the ground by the combined magic of the demon messenger, everyone in the rear held their breath, their hearts hung in their throats, among the seven elite warriors hired by the Awakened Blood Clan, only Wang Man was left standing to fight, he was already the hope of everyone here, as long as Wang Man fell, they would no longer have any life.

After a few crackling sounds, the purple and gold aura on Wang Man's body dissipated in the night, and the Douqi shield was finally shattered, and Wang Man stabbed a demon messenger with a sword at the same time, and the other, also Zuihou, attacked from his left side.

Wang Man reached out and grabbed the latter's neck, and used all his strength to crush the neck.

A demon messenger was killed, and Wang Man held the knight's sword with a hideous face, and stabbed the demon messenger who had lost the ability to resist more than ten times.

At this time, there was no more demonic emissary breath on the ground!

Wang Man sat down on the ground all of a sudden, prostrating, for so many years, Wang Man had never experienced such a battle, which made his previous experience of dueling with Akali and Yuri against many senior masters almost useless in the past. This chaotic battle made Wang Man feel the shortcomings of being alone, and deeply realized that his own strength is important, but when facing a demonic state machine, it is empty talk in terms of strong strength!

He looked around, Randigan didn't know whether he was alive or dead, the Viscount of the Blood Clan crawled out of the pile of demon corpses below, the blood was bleeding nonstop, the Blood Clan witch was already semi-conscious, and there was a living mercenary elite who was moaning in low pain, fortunately the captain of the Blood Clan, Cui, and the little girl and her mother were alive, all looking at Wang Man in a daze.

Wang Man opened his mouth, smiled, and shuddered and took out a shiny magic crystal ball from the torn mage robe, and handed it to the little girl, but his trembling hands were unsteady, until the little girl took it with both hands in admiration and gratitude, Wang Man relaxed and smiled.

The ground was suddenly much quieter, and the ordinary blood slaves who were dodging in the rear came over one after another, and a catastrophe of death finally subsided temporarily.

There were a lot of people who died, more than a dozen, and these people were ordinary descendants of vampires, and after they died, the blood seeped into the ground, and only the skeleton's body turned into a wind-eroded dried corpse.