Wang Yong and Tie Mian used their crossbows to sneak attack while running, giving the chasing soldiers behind them an incredible feeling, they couldn't figure out why the magician, who was known for his physical weakness, actually ran so fast, and his close-quarters combat effectiveness was also very strong, the only explanation was that this extremely embarrassed guy in front of him was a demon martial arts double cultivator.

Along the way, the four black-armored warriors were not all intact, when Wang Yong and Iron Mask's last sneak attack passed, two of the four black-armored warriors wearing super strong armor had been injured, although the injuries were either in the arms or legs, and with the protection of the armor, their negligible injuries were almost negligible, but this was also a gain, and it also proved the strength of the dwarves' improved hand crossbows and matching crossbow arrows.

Wang Yong and Tie Mian were dressed roughly, put away their crossbows, took out their flying swords and held them in their hands, and looked at the four black-armored warriors and a group of gray-robed people who were rushing not far away with a wary face, making a last-ditch posture.

The four black-armored warriors did not immediately rush forward to engage in hand-to-hand combat with Wang Yong and Iron Mask, because they knew very well that with the strength of Wang Yong and Iron Mask, they might not be their opponents alone, but if they fought to the death, none of the four black-armored warriors dared to guarantee that they could retreat with their whole body. Therefore, after a simple eye contact, the four black-armored warriors quickly dispersed, surrounded Wang Yong and Tie Mask, just waiting for those gray-robed people to arrive, and then let them consume Wang Yong and Tie Mask's physical strength and combat power, and finally they made another move so that it would be safer.

The four black-armored warriors only besieged and did not attack, and Wang Yong and Tie Mian were also happy to do so, so the two sides looked at me with big eyes, and I looked at you, and no one made a move.

After a while, more than a dozen gray-robed people finally arrived, and they were not stupid, and they didn't rush to make a move after seeing the form in the field. Instead, they scattered like the black-armored warriors, surrounding Wang Yong and the iron dough.

When the last gray-robed man who arrived on horseback entered the ambush circle, Wang Yong couldn't help it and burst out laughing. Although Tie Mian tried his best to resist the urge to laugh, he was infected by Wang Yong, who was unscrupulous, and although he didn't laugh out loud, the corners of his mouth kept twitching.

The reason why Wang Yong and Tie Mian are like this is because of these gray-robed people, it turns out that although the sneak attack along the way only brought negligible damage to the four black-armored warriors. However, the crossbow arrows that were fired brought a lot of trouble to the gray-robed man behind the black-armored warrior.

Looking around the field, I saw that five or six of the fifteen gray-robed people still had crossbow arrows stuck in their arms and shoulders, and a hole was shot out of one ear, which looked very embarrassed.

Wang Yong's laughter completely angered the injured gray-robed people, and when they were about to make the first move, Wang Yong hurriedly shouted, "Slow." After speaking, he threw the flying sword in his hand, which had been enlarged to the extreme, to the ground with Iron Mask.

All the gray-robed people and black-armored warriors were stunned when they saw this, and then looked at Wang Yong and Tie Mian with disdain. Waiting for them to surrender on their knees with a proud face, the gray-robed man who had suffered a loss had even begun to think about how to torture these two guys who didn't know whether to live or die and dared to hurt themselves.

Wang Yong and Tie Mian glanced at each other, sighed slightly, and stood back to back on their flying swords. Then, under the puzzled eyes of the gray-robed man and the black-armored warrior, they each took out their repeater again, and after shooting a few arrows at random, they quickly increased their height with their flying swords.

Wang Yong and Iron Mask controlled the flying sword in an instant, and rose to a safe height in the stunned and unbelievable of all the gray-robed people and black-armored warriors. Then he put away the repeater, circled in the air separately, and took out the large bags of lime powder from the ring. Throwing their heads and faces from the outside to the ground, forcing a group of gray-robed men and black-armored warriors towards the center of the ambush circle, bringing them together.

At the same time, Shadow Dance, Kevin and others, who had long been hidden nearby, rushed out from all directions, ignoring the shock and astonishment of the gray-robed man and the black-armored warrior, and without saying a word, they released all kinds of ballistas of different sizes that were ready to go, and after aiming a little, they pressed the transmitter spring, and then regardless of whether they hit the target or not, they put away the used ballista, and then took out another ballista that was already full of bowstrings and shot again.

After three untidy shots, some of them took out their crossbows and swords, and watched the smoke and dust gradually dissipate in the field with a wary face, while the eight minotaurs acted as coolies, filling the used ballistas with bowstrings and installing special metal crossbow arrows in pairs.

Wang Yong and Tie Mian had landed, Iron Mian was holding a dagger and hiding in the shadows, Wang Yong controlled the flying sword to constantly hover around his body, ready to shoot the flying sword out at any time.

In mid-air, Sarah and Morningstar kept circling, and the repeater in their hands kept turning direction, just waiting for the survivor to appear, and then pulling the trigger.

When the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, four figures still standing were gradually revealed in the field, and Wang Yong and the others fired a salvo of hand crossbows and some ballistas again without saying a word.

After the 'bang' sound of the bowstring closing in an instant, there was still a black-armored warrior and a gray-robed man standing in the middle of the field, and the two were looking around at Wang Yong and the others with angry faces and full of vigilance and despair.

Wang Yong carefully looked at the two people in the field, there were several metal crossbow arrows deeply inserted in the chest, shoulders and thighs of the gray-robed man, and the blood groove on the crossbow arrows was constantly spraying blood, although the gray-robed man was already a little shaky, but he still gritted his teeth and persevered.

The black-armored warrior was much stronger than the gray-robed man, and at the critical moment, he used his quick reflexes and physical agility to dodge one deadly crossbow arrow after another, only a non-obvious scratch on his left arm.

When Wang Yong raised his right hand, ready to let everyone fire another volley again, Nuo Sen hesitated and said, "Ivan, can you keep that black-armored warrior?"

Wang Yong raised his right hand, looked at Nuo Sen in surprise, then looked at Sarah hovering in the sky, and then looked at the tall and strong body of the black-armored warrior in the field, and finally said with a regretful face: "Nuo Son, I didn't expect you to like this tune, in fact, women are very good." ”

Nuo Sen said with a black line on his face: "What do you say, I think I'm about to break through, but it seems that there is still something missing, I want to compete head-on with this emperor's personal guard, which will definitely help me to advance." ”

Wang Yong's eyes lit up, but he also reminded Nuo Sen with some concern: "Can survive almost intact in the chaos of arrows, this black guy is not easy to mess with, you can think about it, if you can't get one, you have to hang here." ”

Nuo Sen smiled slightly, and said indifferently: "For a martial artist, if there is too much fear and fear, then he is not worthy of seeking a higher realm. ”

The black-armored warrior in the field still wanted to take advantage of the gap between Wang Yong and Nuo Sen to break through, although he also knew that it was impossible to succeed, but he wanted to kill a few before he died. But when the black-armored warrior heard Nuosen's words, he looked at Nuosen deeply, and then in everyone's surprise, he stroked Nuosen's chest and said in the jerky continental language: "You are a real warrior, I am willing to fight with you in a fair life-and-death battle for the last time, and I hope you don't only sneak attack like those people." ”

After returning the salute, Nosan said to the black-armored warrior, "I admire your strength and perseverance, if you are willing to surrender"

Before Nosen could finish speaking, the black-armored warrior waved his hand and interrupted, "Don't say it, although I know that I will not escape death today, but I only want a fair battle now, so that I can die with dignity." ”

Wang Yong pursed his lips when he heard this, and muttered in a low voice: "If you die, you will die, what is the difference between being killed by our random arrows and being hacked to death by Nuosen, it's not all the same death." ？”

The black-armored warrior's ears are excellent, and as soon as Wang Yong's words fell, the black-armored warrior's cold gaze with anger shot at Wang Yong, which made Wang Yong, whose heart was as big as a parking lot, couldn't help but be moved, which showed how sharp the black-armored warrior's gaze was.

Wang Yong avoided the gaze of the black-armored warrior, turned his head and asked Nuosen, "Do you really want to take risks?" Wang Yong still agreed with Nuosen's words just now, but he was still very worried about Nuosen's safety.

Nossen nodded solemnly and said, "Let me fight him fairly, whether I live or die." Wang Yong looked at Sarah in the air, and saw that she was also worried, but she didn't have the slightest intention of opening her mouth, but her eyes showed pride.

Wang Yong let out a long breath and said, "Since this is your choice, I promise you." With that, the flying sword that had been hovering around him shot out without warning, piercing the heart of the seriously injured gray-robed man before he could react.

The black-armored warrior didn't even look at the gray-robed man who was killed by Wang Yong, but took off the armor on his body as if no one was around, and stepped forward a few steps, came to an open space without a corpse, held the short sword in his hand and half-squatted down, and made a fighting posture in front of Nuosen.

Seeing this, Nosen also took off his armor, and then handed the Spirit Void Ring in his hand to Sarah, who had already landed, and then walked towards the Tiger Clan warrior who had taken off the black armor while moving every joint of his body.

Nossen stood ten meters opposite the Tiger Warriors, and then nodded to the crowd around them who were still holding crossbows and various ballistae.

Wang Yong shook his head and sighed and said to everyone, "Everyone stand back." Everyone looked at Wang Yong, and then at Nuo Sen who was persistent and pleading, and had no choice but to retreat slowly, leaving a large space for Nuo Son, but the weapon in his hand was not put down.

Wang Yong shrunk the flying sword and controlled it to hover overhead, and his divine sense released to lock on to the two of Nuo Sen and the Tiger Warrior, preparing to launch a thunderous blow when Nuo Sen encountered a danger to his life.

After Nuo Sen put on a stance, he stimulated his fighting spirit, nodded to the Tiger Clan warrior on the opposite side and said, "Let's start." After saying that, he raised the Changfeng Sword that had been infused with Dou Qi above the top, and quickly stepped forward to attack first.

The Tiger Clan warriors also stimulated their fighting spirit, and they clenched the short sword in their hands and greeted them without showing weakness.

The first contact between the Long Wind Sword and the Short Sword, with a deafening sound of fine iron, Nuo Sen and the Tiger Clan warriors took a few steps back, and it seemed that the strength of the two was evenly matched. (To be continued......)