Chapter 3090 Chaos 2

The old man in gray was dotted with a red pen in his hand, and the word "kill" was blazing like fire, like the wrath of the Vulcan, with the chill of killing in the blazing fire. In the word "killing", countless swords and swords can be seen, and the killing intent in the old man's heart is contained in this word.

Seeing that the gray-clothed old man was about to kill the dozens of wolf riders in front of him, suddenly a command flag flew from the sky, a golden light burst out from the command flag, and a golden wolf head swooped towards him. The red killing characters bit together, amidst the killing characters, countless sword lights and sword shadows shone, and the golden wolf's head was beheaded so that the golden light leaked out, but it did not let go of the killing characters.

When the golden wolf's head was gone, a werewolf in the far sky covered in blood and with two flags on his back came in no hurry. The command flag that flew out before flew back to his back, and it looked a little darker. Obviously, the command flag was used up to block the killing of the old man in gray.

"I didn't expect you to survive the blow just now." Xu Suqin looked surprised when he saw the seriously injured werewolf at the immortal level, the old man in gray, and even Zhao Qifeng in the distance.

"How can I die before I kill all of you foreign intruders?" The wounded real fairy-level werewolf grinned, and the injuries on his body didn't seem to affect him in the slightest.

"I'm still not my opponent in the heyday, let alone in the injured state, even if some juniors come to die, it won't delay too much time." Couldn't hide it from his consciousness.

With a wave of the long pen in his hand, he quickly clicked a word "rain" in the air and flew out, and suddenly a cloud of fire appeared out of thin air in the void. Groups of fist-sized fireballs rushed forward like a violent storm.

The injured true fairy-level werewolf was obviously no match for the gray-clothed old man. After gritting his teeth, the three triangular flags behind him let out the sound of howling wolves, causing the golden light in the flag to turn into a golden armor to wrap the true fairy-level werewolf. .

Lu Xiaotian's eyes froze, and he felt a trace of the ancient wolf shadow in the golden armor.

The fire rain hit the golden armor without even leaving a trace, and it was splashed back.

With the golden armor protecting him, the injured true fairy-level werewolf let out a long howl, ignoring the usual attack of the gray-clothed old man, turned into a ray of light, and slashed at the gray-clothed old man with the wolf knife together. Injury-for-injury play.

The grey-clothed old man showed a slight shock on his face, the wounded beast is the most terrifying, even if the real fairy-level werewolf in front of him has advanced skills, he is like a wild beast, even relying on the golden armor to ignore his own defense, looking desperate, this So he couldn't help but be afraid of it.

The red pen in the gray-clothed old man's hand was hooked and dotted. This time, instead of writing, one stroke would directly form the shape of a sword condensed by flames. It's not inferior to a blow from a real immortal.

It's just that the injured real fairy-level werewolf was almost crazy at this time, often only on one side of the body, avoiding the vital parts, and then buffering the remaining part of the attack with the help of the surface gold armor, even if the demon body still suffered some injuries, he didn't care .

At this time, the grey-clothed old man's complexion changed again, and he snorted to the thirty or so immortals, "This monster is desperate, you juniors, if you want to survive as much as possible, you should use some skills yourself. The old man can bear it for you The pressure won't be too much, but after the current wave, the old man will be able to bring you back from the gate of hell after cleaning up this evil obstacle."

The gray-clothed old man kept talking, and kept pointing a red pen in his hand, creating circles of flame ripples that encircled nearly thirty wolf riders.

There are more than 30 people of different strengths in front of them, among them are five or six injured immortals, and there are also two Mahayana monks in the middle.

Three true immortals fought with three true immortal level werewolves. The surroundings were chaotic, but fortunately, both parties were concerned that if the junior fighting skills in the fairyland were involved, there would undoubtedly be heavy casualties, and the circle of real immortal fighting skills was relatively far away, keeping a certain distance.

Even so, not counting the four or five wolf cavalry left over there, there were fifty wolf cavalry who came from behind for reinforcements, and they could kill several of them with a single charge.

After all, the opponent is a newcomer who has been reinforced, and they have already fought with the previous wolf cavalry for a while. As for Lu Xiaotian and Fairy Yunxia, although they were surrounded by the fan-shaped wolf cavalry, how much effect can the two immortals play under the wolf cavalry that is like a wolf like a tiger?

The thirty or so immortals and the two Mahayana monks stared in horror at the many wolf riders who fanned out and roared towards them. It was as if he could already smell the breath of death.

Lu Xiaotian and Fairy Yunxia were overjoyed when they saw this. It was naturally difficult for the two of them to deal with the wolf riders who were fighting in formation behind them. Now there are more than 30 immortals in front of them, so the situation is naturally different.

Even if there are a few injured among them, such a buffer is enough. Moreover, the chasing fifty wolf cavalry spread out in a fan shape, and had not yet formed a strict formation, which gave them quite a chance. At least for those more than 30 immortals, the two Mahayana monks may have suffered a lot of casualties, but Lu Xiaotian and Fairy Yunxia were able to turn the crisis into safety.

Seeing the enemy approaching, the wolf riders fanned out behind them began to compact their formation.

Seeing that the opponent was about to condense into a battle formation, Lu Xiaotian, who was still fleeing just now, suddenly turned his back to the two wolf riders who were closer without warning, and shot backwards.

"Looking for death!" Seeing that the prey that had been fleeing in front of him dared to take the initiative to provoke, the wolf-headed monsters on the two adjacent chariots had a fierce look in their eyes, and each held a mace or a long spear to slash at Lu Xiaotian.

Puff. Amidst the two low sounds, the three-headed and six-armed flame man formed by the condensed phaseless profound fire stretched out his arms and directly smashed the shadow of the spear in the void, and the shadow of the stick shattered. Before the two wolf-headed monsters could react, Lu Xiaotian swiped Fang Tian's painting halberd in the air, and the entire space in front of him seemed to be split under the halberd. He couldn't help but glanced at Lu Xiaotian, he didn't expect to meet Lu Xiaotian in this situation, and as a fairy, without using the Ice Demon Pot, Lu Xiaotian's strength really shocked him.

Swish, a few wolf-headed monsters nearby saw their companions in danger, and rushed to rescue them, Changge and maces shot one after another. Although the light halberd marks still couldn't completely fade away, after all, their power was reduced somewhat. The two wolf-headed monsters who were attacked were cut off with deep bone scars on their chests, and their strong bodies flew upside down from the chariot. And out, boiling blood sprinkled in the void.

Almost at the same time, a ray of Xia Suo had already secretly protruded from below, tying the two injured wolf riders. Before the other members of the same race could react, the Xia Suo twisted the two wounded wolf-headed monsters hard. The head was removed.