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The violent fighting sound filled between Heaven and Earth, impacting everyone’s ears and even nerves.

Not everyone can withstand such a Mind shock.

Paige and the others have gone through a lot of wars, and have become accustomed to such scenes, but their faces are very solemn.

Judging from the scene before us, this battle is not easy to fight!

There are too many Dark Races, at least one hundred and fifty thousand visually, they are constantly impacting from the distant horizon, like a wave of black.

Such scenes, even if they are Martial Artists who are active on the battlefield all the year round, there are not many.

At this time, the “Eagle XIII” battleship slowly fell, and Wang Teng and the others walked down from the battleship and entered the third front line defensive base.

The commander Tuttle General here is Old Acquaintance, and due to the last mission, as soon as Wang Teng arrived, Tuttle General actually came forward to meet him personally.

-“Major Wang Teng, didn’t expect you to come too.” General Tuttle stood behind the defensive wall, looking at Wang Teng and the others coming from a distance, and said with some surprise.

General Tuttle is one of the few people who knows that Wang Teng can deal with the Devil Egg.

Even the Devil Egg can be dealt with, so it is naturally better to deal with Dark Race.

In his opinion, a single Wang Teng squad is enough to be worth ten Martial Artist teams of the same level.

“General Tuttle!” Wang Teng gave a salute, without saying much, and asked directly. “What’s the situation?”

“Our Martial Artist has been fighting for almost an hour, killing the ten-twenty thousand Low Level Dark Race, but you can also see that the Low Level Dark Race continuously at the rear, the situation is not optimistic.” Tate General shook his head and said at the end of the gnashing teeth: “What went crazy about these Dark Races, suddenly sending so many Low Level Dark Races to consume.”

Wang Teng is no stranger to the fighting style of Dark Race.

Dark Race’s favorite way is to launch the first attack with Low Level Dark Race, consuming their battle power, and when their battle power is almost lost, then High Level Dark Race launches the total attack.

To put it bluntly, the previous Low Level Dark Races are cannon fodder, because they have no wisdom. They are all transformed from the dead creatures on the Light Faction side. They are originally walking corpse, and they die if they die…

No!

It should be said that they are already dead, just a shell controlled by darkness.

This is the most disgusting part of Dark Race, desecration of corpses!

Wang Teng looked towards Dark Race outside the defensive wall, and he was taken aback.

Does Tuttle General misunderstand Low Level Dark Race?

Where is the Low Level of the Dark Races outside, at least they are at least 10 to Thirteen Stars star apprentice level, which is equivalent to Earth Star 10 to Thirteen Stars War General Level, and some are even Planetary Grade .

Such power is enough to destroy Earth Star hundreds of times.

This kind of battle has lasted for an hour, no wonder Tuttle General said it was a fierce battle.

Even Martial Artists, fighting in this way is not a simple matter. The consumption of Origin Power alone is enough to get them into trouble.

After all, the enemy is an unconscious Dark Race. Dark Race can endlessly impact, but Martial Artist cannot.

If you don’t take a break in time to recover your physical strength and Origin Power, there is no way to fight a long-term battle with Dark Race.

That’s why the wheel tactics are used, and before Martial Artist within the body Origin Power is exhausted, they will be replaced.

A Martial Artist, within the body Origin Power, consumes half, which is different from the recovery speed after it is completely consumed.

It only consumes half of it, the recovery speed will be much faster, and it can also deal with various emergencies.

After all, the battlefield is changing rapidly. Once Dark Race suddenly launches a general offensive, and human Martial Artist consumes too much, the consequences will undoubtedly be fatal.

While Wang Teng was observing the situation on the battlefield, one after another battleship arrived at the third front line from the back of the battlefield.

Obviously, in addition to Wang Teng’s team, other Martial Artist squads have also come to the third front for reinforcements.

These squads did not receive personal reception from Tuttle General. Not everyone has the treatment like Wang Teng. They are directly allocated by the officers below, and they are quickly put into various positions on the defensive wall, and the response is about to begin. Of the war.

Time slowly passed, the Low Level Dark Race was blocked one after another, and the Martial Artist on the Light Faction side also suffered a lot of casualties.

The rumbling sound echoed on the battlefield. The land that had dried up before was once again infiltrated by the blood of red and black, turning it into a disgusting black and red color.

“Dark Race of the Moths!”

cry out in surprise suddenly came from the battlefield.

Everyone complexion slightly changed, moved towards in the sky, and I saw a piece of black mist floating towards the defensive wall.

In the black mist, the Dark Race faintly discernible of the demon moth race looks sinister.

This is the real High Level Dark Race.

These named Dark Race races are not only smart, they also have their own Innate Skill, which is extremely difficult to deal with.

Tuttle’s General face changed.

Obviously, from this moment on, the real attack of Dark Race is the beginning.

“Wind Element Martial Artist prepares, blows off the poison mist, and other Martial Artists cover. Don’t let the Dark Race of the Moth Race within 300 meters of the defensive wall.” Tuttle General ordered loudly.

shua~ shua~ shua~ ……

One by one, Martial Artists immediately rose from behind the defensive wall to meet the group of Dark Race of Moths.

Wang Teng stood behind, looking across the sky, watching the battle that was about to begin.

He didn’t rush to do it.

As a commander, Tuttle General, with his deployment, rashly intervening, is bound to disrupt his plan.

The Dark Race of the Demon Moth finally reached within 500 meters, and a large amount of dark poisonous dust floated out. Under the instigation of the wings of the Dark Race of the Demon Moth, the moved towards the defensive wall swept towards this side.

Those Wind Element Martial Artists quickly mobilized their Wind Element Origin Power and turned it into a gust of wind.

The dark poisonous dust immediately changed its direction under the gust of wind, avoiding the direction of Martial Artist.

The Martial Artists behind the defensive wall immediately relaxed. If the dark poisonous dust of the Dark Race of the Moth Clan floats over, it will definitely be a big trouble for Martial Artists.

It is equivalent to being restrained before the fight has started.

However, before everyone was happy, one after another silhouette suddenly rushed out of the Dark Race below and killed those Wind Element Martial Artists.

“Not good!”

“It’s the Dark Race of the Demon Armor Race!”

A Wind Element Martial Artist pupil shrink, shouted out.

Shit! laugh! laugh!

tone barely fell, a black rays of light erupted from within the body of a Dark Race, and then formed a large dark blade, moved towards those Wind Element Martial Artist hiding the sky and covering the earth Past.

All around the Martial Artists of the cover see this situation, one by one ugly complexion, these Dark Races are hidden in the Low Level Dark Race below, and they have not discovered immediately.

But at this time, they can’t afford to think too much, they immediately rushed up, and each used their battle skills to resist the dark blades.

Ah!

Ah!

The screams suddenly sounded, and the strength of the dark blade was beyond everyone’s expectations, and all the Martial Artists were instantly cut apart wherever they passed.

Those Wind Element Martial Artists also made defenses, but under this black blade, they were still unable to resist, and they were mostly killed in an instant.

The remaining some luck is better, escaped a catastrophe, complexion pale retreats back.

The Dark Race of this demon armor clan is at least the lower Demon Sovereign Level, which is not something they can contend.

“jié jié Jie, want to run, the emperor has been waiting for you for a long time.”

The lower Demon Sovereign Level Dark Race laughed grinningly and rushed to Wind Element Martial Artist to intercept him.

“Damn it!”

On the other side, General Tuttle also saw this scene, very angry, but all this happened so quickly that he had no time to stop it, and he could not even send someone to rescue.

Those Wind Element Martial Artists are very useful, and there must be no surprises.

Because they must have had an accident, the Dark Race of the Moth Clan was no longer restricted, and the President drove in, posing a threat to the Martial Artist behind.

The remaining Wind Element Martial Artist fled frantically, avoiding the attack of the lower Demon Sovereign Level Dark Race.

However, at this time, all around the Dark Race of the Demon Armor Race also came around.

“Quick, quick, stop them!” Tuttle General yelled.

The Universe level Martial Artist behind the defensive wall hurriedly rushed out. At this time, he didn’t care about retaining his strength and rushed directly to the Dark Race of the Demon Armor Race, trying to stop them.

“Die!”

bang!

Several Demon Armored Dark Race roared, and a terrifying attack came.

Universe level Martial Artist is very fast and can reach it in just a few breaths from a distance of 500 meters, but the opponent is also a subordinate Demon Sovereign level existence, and the strength and speed are not weak at all. How could they be given a chance to intercept.

“Spell it!”

Seeing this situation, the remaining Wind Element Martial Artist looked resolute and immediately burst out within the body Origin Power, ready to fight hard.

Tuttle General clenched his fists, feeling very weak inside.

Shoo! call out! xiu…

Suddenly, bursts of harsh sky-splitting sound echoed between Heaven and Earth.

I saw a stream of light passing through the air and rushing towards the Dark Race of the Demon Armor Race at an unimaginable speed.

Arrow!

Light arrows! !

That turned out to be a dozen or so arrows that exude holy glory! ! !

Many people stared wide-eyed and looked at the light arrow, only to feel that at this moment, the flow of time seemed to slow down.

No, it’s not right!

It’s not that time has slowed down, but that the speed of the light arrow is so incredible that every move around other things becomes extremely slow.

So it creates an illusion, as if time has slowed down.

The more unbelievable thing is still behind, the light arrow suddenly disappeared in midair, as if it had never appeared before.

But everyone immediately discovered that the few Dark Races of the Demon Armor Race had all face changed, and they actually gave up attacking the Wind Element Martial Artist, and burst out Darkness Origin Power, condensing into a black protective shield in front of them.

At this moment, the space in front of them fluctuated, and light arrows burst out.

bang bang bang!

One after another Light Arrow strikes on the shield of Dark Race, and then explodes.

Several heads of the Dark Race of the Demon Armor Race were hit by a huge force for several tens of meters before they stopped in embarrassment.

The Wind Element Martial Artists were finally able to escape the claws of Dark Race and quickly retreated behind the defensive wall.

At this time, the crowd came back to his senses.

Their gazes all followed the spot where the arrow shot just now, and they saw a silhouette standing on the defensive wall, carrying a huge bow as long as an adult in their hands.

Obviously, those light arrows just now were shot by this silhouette.

“Okay, really strong strength!”

“Who is that…?”

“Looks very young, but with a few arrows he pushed back the Dark Race of the Demon Armor clan. Where does Heaven’s Chosen come from!”

……

The all around Martial Artist couldn’t help swallowing, his face was full of look of shock.

“Okay!” General Tuttle first came back to his senses, unable to restrain the excitement in his heart, he couldn’t help but yelled with joy.