Although the members of the Wild Jackal Mercenary Group are not strong, they are professional mercenaries by the word, and their ability to grasp the situation of the battle is not bad. Seeing that the fire spider was involved in the wave-like attack, but did not dodge or dodge, resist desperately. At first, I froze for less than three seconds, but quickly understood what was going on. The thieves are best at speed, but now they are allowed to attack, and their endurance is better than that of fighters. This kind of weird behavior appeared on the battlefield, this person was either a silly brain, or there was another secret.

It is absolutely impossible for a person with a problem to become a demigod assassin, so it is obvious that the current situation belongs to the latter kind. A squad leader who woke up quite quickly shouted: "All the people hiding behind Lord Fire Spider, run away from both sides."

The trail that the wild jackal mercenary group evacuated is not actually a trail, but on the left is a cliff that is not very high, but it can definitely fall to death; on the right is a towering ice cliff, and the road in the middle can indeed make ten Two big men stood side by side in a row. Just to prevent falling down the mountain, whether it is the wild jackal mercenary force or the temporary mercenary group, they have intentionally pressed two more people's positions in the direction of the cliff, so that it seems crowded.

The captain let the people behind spread out to both sides. The intention was good. He hoped to relieve Zhang Hao's pressure, but he forgot to consider the topographical elements for a while. As soon as he spread out to the two sides, it became more crowded and stood standing. Two people on the edge of the cliff almost fell off.

In this way, the members of the wild jackal mercenary group were constrained, unable to let go of their hands and feet, and several people were chopped down in a blink of an eye.

More importantly, Fufarin seemed to have anticipated this situation. The moment after the team leader shouted and spread out to both sides, the wave attack moved slightly to the left, turning into a direction diagonally facing the cliff. There are more wild wolves mercenaries gathered there.

Listening to the screams from time to time in his ears, Zhang Hao felt a little unhappy, and a lot of flames named anger floated up. He saw no death, especially the death of people related to him. Although Wudang is a Taoist school, he pays attention to self-cultivation, and he is usually kind. If you want to be really blissful, it is not a joke. Otherwise, the martial arts world would not say that they would rather Yu Shaolin and Mo Yu Wudang.

In fact, this kind of personality is in the same line as Zhang Sanfeng's ancestor. When Sanfeng ancestor was young, he either didn't hit people, or beat people to death or disabled them. The edges and corners didn't soften much until later in life.

"Don't mess up, everyone, step back slowly, these people can't hurt me." Although the shouts full of innocence were not loud, the whole battlefield was clearly audible. This is extremely arrogant to others, but in Zhang Hao's eyes, it is the truth. But sometimes telling the truth is even more annoying.

Fufalin went crazy with jealousy. He grunted, took a few breaths, and yelled in a low voice: "Everyone should work harder. If twenty of us can't kill a child, how will we face in the future?"

The intensity of the wave attack has increased a bit. Zhang Hao smiled in his heart, what he wanted was this kind of effect. The opponent's attack strength has become stronger, but the strength he exerts has not changed. When he uses his strength to blast the opponent's grudge, he will take a step back slightly. The entire wild jackal mercenary group calmed down, following his steps, and retreating in battle. Although some people were injured and fell from time to time, the other party was not much better, and the casualties were even greater.

Both sides showed a certain degree of restraint in the battle. When someone loses combat effectiveness, as long as they don't fight back and lie quietly on the ground, no one will deliberately make up for the knife. After all, everyone is a mercenary. See you when you look up. Maybe there will be opportunities for cooperation in the future. You don't have to do everything like this.

Zhang Hao and twenty battles close to the power of the God of Fighting confront each other, and each attack from both sides will detonate a small gas explosion group. For people of their level, such a gas explosion group will not hurt them, but for others, it is an unstoppable attack, so there is a vacuum zone of about two meters near them.

Fufarin intends to use wave attacks to consume the opponent's combat power, and then severely inflict them. But in fact, this is exactly what Zhang Hao intended. If Fufa divides the twenty strong fighting spirits into five groups, and each group of four attackers at the same time, looping twice, it will definitely force Zhang Hao into embarrassment. Unfortunately, the range of the road not only limits Zhang Hao’s speed, but also restricts Zhang Hao’s speed. On the whole, Zhang Hao is much more restricted in the number of people they cooperate with. Wudang swordsmanship is the two major methods of using lightness and taking advantage of strength. Without dexterity among them, strength will drop a lot.

But he also has another advantage, that is the persistence of Wudang's inner strength mental method, which is both rigid and soft, and lasts forever. Although after practicing the elixir, the inner force lost the ability to swallow magic, but correspondingly, it has a greater improvement in the absorption of heaven and earth aura and the speed of recovery.

On the surface, Zhang Hao is the one who suffers, but in reality, every time he takes a step back, the strength he receives will be transferred from his body to the ice layer under his feet. The other party didn't have this ability. Every time they were shaken back, they received almost 100% backlash. Although they could be supported by the fighter's tough flesh, after a few times, they seemed a little weak.

"Something seems to be wrong." Fufalin was surprised in his heart, panting heavily.

It has been more than a minute since the beginning of the battle. Although it is not long, the number of wave attacks has reached more than one hundred. Everyone has participated in more than ten attacks. That green-haired **** Having been pressed and beaten by them, backing back again and again, but Fufalin did not see a trace of exhaustion on his face, and on his side, all the people who participated in the attack on the fire spider had not much energy left.

The old magician who had been behind him was both surprised and gloating. He chuckled softly, "Fufarin and the others are going to die. Fire spiders seem to be more resilient than God of Fighting. Does this kid really have the blood of the gods? Or find an opportunity to trick him into coming to our house, meet with the granddaughter, give him some medicine, sleep with the granddaughter for one night, and get a descendant of God's blood for our family."

A warrior guarding him was extremely dark when he heard this: "I heard that your granddaughter seems to have a husband, right? I remember it seems to be a noble magician named Zorro."

The old magician curled his lips: "It's unknowingly, and you don't tell me, who will know. And Zorro's **** also has other women, he thought we didn't know, hum. Wait for the grand-grand girl to get angry. After Spider’s child, we found another excuse to receive it at home and never return it. That is our direct bloodline... Tsk tsk, Fire Spider fought back. This power, dare to save his energy before."

Just when the old magician was speaking, Zhang Hao felt that the opponent's strength was not much. In the one hundred and twenty-third wave, he finally found a chance to start a counterattack, and the internal force attached to the blue water sword suddenly doubled. , The two Gods of War who attacked at the same time not only flew backwards this time, but also vomited blood, pulling out a bloodshot in the air.

This sudden change, when the next two fighters who were about to take over the attack were stunned at the same time. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhang Hao's eyes flashed, like a gust of wind, before the two fighters hadn't reacted, he rushed to him in the blink of an eye. In front of them, a punch and a leg. When the two people reflected, they had been seriously injured and flew upside down, with blood spurting from their mouths.

This is not over yet, Zhang Hao broke into the enemy formation like a ghost, only listening to the muffled sound of a few fists, and instantly fell down seven warriors of the God of War. The others reacted quickly and retreated quickly. Opened the distance. Zhang Hao didn't chase, but backed up a few steps, and returned to the ranks of the wild jackal servant group.

Fast, too fast. The wild jackal mercenary group was taken aback, and some people even forgot that they were fighting and were almost cut and wounded by the enemy.

In less than two seconds, Zhang Hao knocked down the opponent's eleven Ares-class fighters, completely disintegrating the wave attack formation. However, he was merciful and did not kill him. The soldiers who were knocked down by him could heal as long as they rested for a period of time.

"Retreat, retreat all." Fufalin flushed. When Zhang Hao made a surprise attack just now, he punched him, and now his right hand is so painful that he almost loses consciousness: "The magician and the ranger are preparing to attack with all their strength. ."

After the soldiers of the Temporary United Mercenary Corps all retreated, colorful magic elements appeared one after another. They came over, like large fireworks on the earth, with arrows shining with cold light in them. The scenery looks very beautiful. Beautiful, but in reality it is very life-threatening. Zhang Hao is a warrior and is not good at group defensive skills. Such an attack makes it easy for him to get out, but it is difficult for him to block it. Unless he has learned the real Taoism.

He can't do it, but it doesn't mean that no one in the wild jackal mercenary group can do it.

The milky-white mask suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Hao and mid-air above his head, and various magic and arrows hit it, producing ripples. Other than that, nothing was done.

"Izalov's enchantment of light." Fufalin gritted his teeth fiercely.

The offensive power of priests is not strong in the legal professions of the same class, and can even be regarded as very weak~lightnovelpub.net~ but they are very proficient in defensive magic. The role of this enchantment of light is to prevent long-range attacks, including magic. Izalov's rank is a priest. To break through this barrier, he must have a great magician or a ranger of the Arrow God rank.

Of course, this enchantment of light also has its weaknesses. It cannot prevent the entry and exit of creatures. In other words, soldiers can ignore this enchantment. However, Zhang Hao’s sudden explosion just knocked down half of the fighters. Now they are completely Lost the courage to charge.

"Everyone, hurry up." Izalov's voice sounded in front of the team.

The wild wolves mercenary group gathered their weapons, lifted the wounded, and ran. The mask moves with them.

"Your Excellency, how long will you have to wait if you don't make a move yet?" Fufarin looked at the old magician angrily.

"No hurry." The old magician squinted his eyes slightly: "This distance is a bit dangerous, and the use of large-scale magic may affect us. Wait for them to go farther."

"By the way, does your subordinate magician named Gene have a meteorite fall magic?" The old magician suddenly asked.

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