This man was so frightened that he dared to rush forward.

He retracted his legs and rushed forward to release his strength, and he dodged to the other side in a panic, temporarily avoiding the sharp edge of the ghost-headed sword.

However, the ghost-headed sword, which represented the will of the god of death, did not let him get what he wanted. It drew a half circle in the air, carrying the aura of indomitable killing two people in a row, and the lightning and flint fell on his chest.

"ah!"

The death of this man was miserable, even worse than the former one.

"This person is difficult to deal with, retreat quickly!"

The unexpected visitor caused great chaos in the scene. Some white-robed masters wanted to retreat, but others wanted to rush forward, and the scene was instantly chaotic.

"Get everyone out of here!"

The tall, strong man on horseback came and roared, and the sword light spread out in a circular arc.

Everyone around was struck by the attack one after another. Although the attack's lethality was greatly weakened due to the dispersion of power, several people were still slightly or seriously injured. For a time, everyone was in danger and no one dared to attack again.

"I have seen this captain. I am the black-robed captain from Taiguo. I am pressed for time. Who is the white-robed captain?"

The people in black robes here were also dumbfounded by the sudden change. When the strong man asked, they came to their senses.

"I have seen this colleague, and that person is the captain in white robes."

Captain Hei Ping was the first to respond.

Jia Yan nodded slightly and looked at the white-robed man who had previously fought with the black-robed captain.

The opponent was obviously not an ordinary person, otherwise he wouldn't have suppressed the black-robed captain in the battle just now.

"Is there another black-robed man who wants to die? That's fine, it saves me the trouble of searching them one by one. Come on!"

The white-robed captain could see that Jia Yan was far from being as easy to deal with as ordinary black-robed men, but at this moment, the arrow was on the string and he had to shoot, so it would be better to just start the fight quickly.

This person made an initiative, and several people responded immediately.

They approached Jia Yan from several directions, and their actions were coordinated seamlessly. It can be seen from their movements that unlike the white robes of Taiguo, the white robe team here is a team that focuses on cooperation.

The individual strength may be comparable to that of the Taiguo White Robe, but with the ability to coordinate, the overall strength may be significantly stronger than the Taiguo White Robe team.

It's just that these improvements in strength seem pale in front of Jia Yan.

Jia Yan was holding the ghost-headed sword and was about to move. The captain in black robe could not help but come to Jia Yan's side, holding the sword and preparing to fight the powerful enemy together.

The two went hand in hand, each finding the weak points of the enemy they had seen through. However, their visions were different and they were not looking for the same person. Therefore, the breakthroughs made by both sides were clearly separated. It looked like two people who were close to each other, but their views were different.

Cooperate with comrades for many years.

“Don’t overestimate your own capabilities.”

Seeing the actions of both parties, everyone in the white robe department laughed sarcastically.

Different from the few people who attacked Jia Yan just now, they are the elite of the entire white robe team, and the captain also came to this team in person, so their combat power should be the strongest in the entire white robe team.

If Jia Yan and the black-robed captain cooperated and advanced and retreated together, they might be able to survive for a while, but they actually chose two different directions. How is this different from fighting alone?

The white-robed captain took the lead, jumped up high, and faced the black-robed captain. This was his old enemy. As the saying goes, the more enemies know you better, the white-robed captain also knew that the black-robed captain was going toe-to-toe with him.

After a long time, I must have understood my own weaknesses and ideas best. I must find a way to solve the black-robed captain in this battle, otherwise there will still be variables.

This was also the reason why he did not choose the strong black-robed man who looked a bit powerful, but came to the black-robed captain in person.

"Oh? Your white-robed captain doesn't seem to pay much attention to me."

Jia Yan broke into the circle surrounded by three strong men in white robes, but his eyes dared to glance at the captain in black robes uninhibitedly.

"Boy, how dare you be so arrogant!"

The three of them were furious. In their view, Jia Yan's calm attitude was disrespectful to them.

when.

One of them handed over the knife. His move was like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, and there was a real killer hidden behind it. It was impossible for ordinary people to resist.

Jia Yan seemed to have seen through this a long time ago. The ghost-headed sword in his hand instantly turned into a light butterfly and came to the front of the white-robed man's spear. A ball of sparks burst out from both sides.

But behind this strong man, there is a trump card hidden.

That was another master who worked closely with him. He used a kaleidoscope-like magic attack. After the spell was completed, a large needle-like magic shot out. Although each shot was not very lethal, it covered a wide area and could definitely hit people.

It is difficult to move, which will delay the enemy's footsteps, which is enough for them to kill them.

"It turns out you are planning this trick."

Jia Yan slightly praised.

Using the ghost-headed sword in his hand as a fulcrum, he was ejected and flew high into the sky. A large amount of magical light underneath him brushed past his body, as if it was just a hair's breadth away.

"Damn it, but you're still going to die!"

The face of the person who shot the magic was gloomy, but they were not discouraged because they had other back-ups.

The backhand is the last comrade.

Although that person didn't cooperate much with them, he was not a fool. His predecessors had laid the groundwork for him. If he couldn't even make up for it with a single strike in the air, that would be too stupid.

"Go to hell!"

This person flashed behind Jia Yan, and his gloved fist fell like lightning and thunder.

"Why bother with beating and killing people, alas."

Jia Yan sighed with good intentions, and the Ghost Head Sword suddenly sped up.

This accelerated speed is not because he used stronger power in a cheating way. Although as a black god, his power is extremely terrifying, but not much is distributed to each clone, so as to prevent the real body from being stretched.

, unless absolutely necessary, he can definitely save everything when dealing with ordinary characters.

So this accelerated speed is just a matter of him using skilled moves changes and certain combat skills to let inertia accelerate his weapons. It's quite simple to say.

But speaking of it, there are very few who can do it.

At least no one here can do this.

"So fast!"

The unexpected acceleration caused the face of the sneak attacker behind him to change wildly.

He restrained his fists in an impatience, and directly blocked the front of his chest. Before he could move down, he felt that the ghost-headed sword struck the gauntlet with the force of swallowing up mountains and rivers, and then his fists could not withstand this powerful force and hit his chest together.

What kind of strange power is this!

Such a thought flashed in the man's heart, and before he could take any more actions, the man behind the ghost-headed sword launched a leg move, and the black-robed messenger's special fine iron boots fell on his waist, directly letting out a huge scream of broken spine.

With a loud noise, his body turned into two weirdly twisted parts and shot towards the ground, causing a loud noise like an earthquake.

"It's your turn."

Jia Yan didn't even look at the person who was kicked, but directly looked at the two men. He was about to step forward to help, but was stunned by the scene. The two men cooperated with each other in white robes.

At this time, the two of them were stunned by Jia Yan's breathtaking fighting power.

Looking at Jia Yan's calm and calm posture, they didn't realize that this person was simply not something they could deal with.

After all, the two moves in a row just now seemed simple, but they required a lot of energy. After completing these two moves, the strong black-robed man was still breathing smoothly, indicating that he still had plenty of energy left.

For a profession like the strongman, eyesight is very necessary. If anyone clearly sees that the enemy is difficult to deal with and still steps forward with determination, then he is either the protagonist of the novel who has the protagonist's destiny, or he is a fool who wants to die.

These two people consider themselves neither protagonists nor fools, so they can only settle for the next best thing and make the choices that normal people would make.

"Comrades, this man is the secret weapon of the black-robed messenger. Let's shoulder it together."

In the midst of the turmoil, the two of them stepped back and shouted loudly, hoping that everyone would discover the black-robed man's fighting power and come to help him.

By then, even if this black-robed man's fighting ability is outstanding and he can't beat the four-handed man with two fists, you can really turn the tide with one hand.

"I'll help you."

Someone had already defeated the black-robed envoy who was fighting him nearby. When he heard the news, he took a breath and stepped forward very loyally.

"Fool?"

Jia Yan was slightly distracted.

It seems that not all people in the world only care about themselves.

That's right. If the war was full of selfish people, then there would be no need to fight the war, and they would all escape.

There must always be some warm-hearted people with ideals... fools.

"Since you have such righteous views, let me give you a dignified death."

Jia Yan was a little moved and couldn't help but swing the ghost-head sword in his hand a little faster.

As a result, the fastest victim jumped excitedly in front of Jia Yan. Before he could raise the weapon in his hand to stab Jia Yan, he felt a chill on his neck. When he lowered his head, he saw blood flying.

Looking behind him again, his eyes were completely unsightly.

Very meow.

Do you dare to come up here alone to delay time?

You don’t want to save your comrades?
To be continued...