If someone could take a bird's-eye view from the heights of this wilderness, they would find that the distribution of the forces of the evil ghost army is like a piece of loose sand. In order to continue to expand the results after victory, the evil ghosts actually dispersed their already very limited troops.
, a big net was cast in this wasteland.
Hundreds of evil spirits formed a line in the wilderness. They were like wolves rushing on the grassland, running non-stop, driving away the scattered sheep in front of them.
The expeditionary force, which was constantly fleeing towards Handanar County, lost their last bit of fighting spirit on the way to escape. They were like lost dogs under the pursuit of evil spirits. They were completely unaware that the evil ghosts hundreds of meters away could only fight with each other.
They are looking at each other from afar, as long as someone fights back, more people will survive.
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Hathaway never expected that what He Boqiang was thinking about was not how to escape, but to rush towards the evil ghost running towards them, trying to kill it, but the two of them had spent a lot of time before.
I just had enough strength to kill an evil ghost. If I rush forward now, I'm afraid I'll be trapped in a tight siege.
Although she has the courage to fight, she is still a little weak when it comes to death.
She felt that her breathing was a little messed up, and thought that she might die here for Beatrice.
It was a short-horned evil ghost. The black-striped demon skin on its body was not all over its body. It was not tall and tall among the evil ghosts. It only carried a military thorn in its hand. On its bone-covered body
The bone spurs at each joint were clearly in their infancy, so He Boqiang judged that this was a very young evil spirit, and there were not even many traces of war on its body.
When Hathaway was running, she realized that her body had become a little uncoordinated, and there was an obvious feeling of being stuck in the air every time she took a step.
For a swordsman, any slight change will make the swordsmanship less smooth. The most important thing for a swordsman is physical balance, but now the sudden strength makes her uncomfortable, so she can only follow He Boqiang.
Slowly get used to the sudden and inexplicable power in your body.
Facing the imperial warriors charging forward, the evil spirit roared at his side.
Two evil ghosts a few hundred meters away on the left and right noticed what was happening here. The evil ghost on the left raised the saw-toothed ax in his hand and ran towards the evil ghost without saying a word.
However, one evil ghost hit the young evil ghost hard on the chest, and then continued to take long strides to pursue the imperial soldiers in front, refusing to change its route to come for support.
The young evil ghost adjusted his pace, holding the military thorn behind his back, and his whole body was steaming with black flames.
Another evil spirit is also rushing towards this side.
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He Boqiang held a shield in one hand and a Roman sword in the other, and rushed in front of the young evil spirit. He watched it impatiently leap up high and thrust the spur in his hand at him, but he did not meet him from the front. He turned sideways to block it with his iris shield.
He grabbed the thorn in the hands of the young evil ghost and used his shield to hit the evil ghost who fell from a height. The young evil ghost suddenly raised his knees and hit the iris shield. The huge inertia forced He Bo to take several steps back.
A pattern full of dark colors spread out from under He Boqiang's feet, and the dark patterns on the ground were like huge patterns spreading outward.
Silver runes appeared on the shield, extinguishing all the black flames on the evil ghost. He Boqiang glanced at the complicated dark patterns spreading about four to five meters in diameter under his feet, like a huge black daisy blooming on the ground. These patterns released a faint light
The dead air caused the alfalfa on the grass to wither quickly, and even the young evil ghost's feet were stained with dry cracks.
‘death and decay’
It's just that He Boqiang, who was in the center of the black dark pattern, was feeling very complicated at the moment. While the surrounding grass was withering, He Boqiang actually felt a faint breath of life steaming up, sucking it into his body one by one. He had just been stabbed in the thigh by himself.
The knife wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. He reached out and gently touched the blood scab on the wound, leaving not even a scar on his thigh.
Seeing that death and withering seemed to be able to rob the life breath in the black dark pattern circle, He Boqiang couldn't help but feel a little scared. Thinking of the previous warning of the great wizard Inoyatila, he secretly decided in his heart that he would never easily pray to the devil for power in the future.
The young evil ghost glanced at the blue iris shield in He Boqiang's hand and the black magic circle on the ground with some fear, then stepped in front of He Boqiang in one step, stretched out his big hand to support the iris shield, and wanted to use his body advantage to suppress He Bo.
He fell down, but was stabbed in the arm by He Boqiang with a sword.
He Boqiang's body actually withstood the impact of the evil ghost. The evil ghost's face was a little ugly, and the military thorn in his hand was inserted diagonally into He Boqiang's back.
However, he was blocked by a long sword, and then a strong and agile figure flashed out from behind He Boqiang. The long sword followed the blade of the military thorn and hit the evil ghost's wrist.
It wasn't until he started fighting the evil spirits that Hathaway understood why the soldiers of the second team were different from the other teams. Their courage and strength did not come from themselves, but from the blessing of the little Dak in front of them.
, although she didn't know what this magical magic effect was, she could clearly feel the power being continuously injected into her body. Some sword skills that were usually difficult to achieve seemed to be able to be performed easily now.
He Boqiang was not interested in fighting at the moment. He held the iris shield while resisting the young evil spirit's attack, and at the same time he retreated step by step. The direction of retreat was exactly opposite to the direction in which the expeditionary soldiers were fleeing.
The young evil ghost's wrist was pierced by He Boqiang, and drops of sticky purple blood kept dripping. He tried to break He Boqiang's defense with knees and elbows.
That iris shield was extremely strong and could block no matter how violent the attack was. The evil ghost roared again impatiently.
The evil ghost that originally didn't want to pay attention to the fighting situation here finally stopped and looked here doubtfully. When he found that the fighting situation was not as one-sided and brutal as imagined, he did not hesitate to split the imperial soldier in front of him into two.
Half a year later, he turned around and ran towards the young evil ghost quickly.
Seeing two evil ghosts rushing towards this side for reinforcements, He Boqiang did not dare to drag on any longer. Naturally, he and Hathaway could not face three evil ghosts at the same time. They originally wanted to try to die.
What role does "Mutter" play? So far, no answer has been found.
He Boqiang took a step back and continued to retreat. The young evil ghost took advantage of the situation to get rid of Hathaway's entanglement and slammed his strong elbow into the side of the Iris Shield. Just when the young evil ghost rushed up, He Boqiang
He moved his center of gravity forward, put his hands on the iris shield and slammed it into the evil ghost's chest.
'Shield Slam'
The young evil ghost was stunned by the shield in He Boqiang's hand, and then he felt a cramp in his lower abdomen. The strength in his body quickly drained out with the cramp. He lowered his head and looked at He Boqiang's long sword.
At some point, a huge wound opened on his lower abdomen. The angry evil spirit stretched out his hands and pinched He Boqiang's neck, trying to twist it off.
At this time, the evil ghost only felt someone grabbing the short horn on top of its head. Before it could react, it felt the scenery around it turning around, and then it saw its headless body slowing down.
He slowly fell down, and the human warrior holding the shield was stepping on the huge body, looking up and smirking at himself...