Chapter 1758 Rescue (2)
Two huge roars sounded, and Hall's sight was once again taken away from Longshi's body.
On the other side of the battlefield, two figures are constantly attacking the besieging undead. Those two figures are so small in front of the Dragon Clan, but relying on their incomparable strength, they forcibly kill the undead again and again. One attack forced them back, and they firmly protected the two seriously injured Tianlong behind them.
"Where did those two humans come from!" Hall roared, a dragon and lion had already given him a headache, but the dragon and lion were actually accompanied by two strong humans that made people vomit blood!
Human beings are the weakest of the eight major races, and in the eyes of the undead, human beings are simply vulnerable.
But the man and the woman completely overturned Hall's understanding of human beings. The handsome man held a staff in his hand. He kept raising the staff, and he could cast a large-scale magic with great lethality without singing. , and literally blasted a dozen or so undead close to him into powder.
The woman standing beside the man had a beautiful and gentle face, but she was holding a golden longbow in her hand. Every blow was a burst of ten arrows. The arrows hit the eyebrows of the undead in the distance, with explosive blasting arrows. In an instant, the head of the undead can be blasted into pieces.
If the dragon and lion in the sky made Hall gnash his teeth in hatred, then the two humans on the ground almost drove him crazy!
Shouldn't human beings be fragile and small?
What's the matter with these two guys?
Could it be that human beings have mutated! !
Hall forcefully suppressed the rushing anger, and another wave of undead army rushed over at his call. Hundreds of undead and more than a dozen bone dragons joined the battlefield again.
The sudden increase of enemies made Longshi and the others suffer from the enemy, and fell into a hard fight.
"It's really endless." Wen Ya frowned slightly, looking at the undead coming again, she couldn't remember how many undead she had killed, but these undead continued like a flood and couldn't be killed.
A chuckle overflowed from the mouth of the man beside Wen Ya. The man looked fondly at the impatience in Wen Ya's eyes, and said gently: "The undead have always been inexhaustible. If there is too much loss, they just need to open their mouths somewhere. Killing ring, after creating piles of corpses, and then resurrecting them, it can replenish power."
"You can still laugh." Wen Ya glanced at the handsome man, but the golden longbow in her hand didn't stop for a moment.
"What Madam taught me is that I'm going to cry right away." The man laughed lowly, pretending to be sad, and then waved the staff in his hand, blasting away the undead who were trying to get close.
Wen Ya suddenly laughed, in this world, this guy is the only one who is so relaxed no matter what time it is.
"Continue, the physical strength of the dragon and lion may not be able to support it, should we find a way to retreat?" Wen Ya looked at the battlefield in the sky, and the addition of more than a dozen bone dragons immediately plunged the dragon and lion into a bitter fight. Among them, there are actually five or six six-winged bone dragons!
The man sighed softly, "I wanted to retreat a long time ago, but the undead didn't intend to let us go."
Already surrounded, how easy is it to retreat?
It is not impossible for him, Wen Ya, and Longshi to escape completely with their abilities, but Tianlong, who was seriously injured behind him, has lost the ability to escape. If they want to retreat, they can only leave Tianlong behind.
Of course, no matter who it is, they will not make such a choice.