Boom!

A silver-gray stream of light cut through the sky, and the sharp serrated blade waved towards Zhou Yang, who was holding hands and commanding the battle.

However, at this time, there were no other elves around Zhou Yang, only him alone. He seemed to have made a fatal low-level mistake and did not leave the elves to protect himself.

"careful!"

Behind him, there seemed to be a burst of rushing shouts, but it was obvious that it was a bit late.

The sharp blade broke through the air, and the sharp whistling sound seemed to pierce his eardrums.

A fierce look appeared in the eyes of the sickle helmet that attacked him.

To capture the thief, first capture the king, and for elves, if you want to enjoy the food, you must first defeat the trainers of these elves. This is almost an instinctive reaction to these elves who have experienced the chaos of the ancient times.

Trainers, for these elves with their masters, are their weakest points, and can often have miraculous effects in battle.

Just as the sharp blade was approaching, suddenly, a dazzling white light rose from around Zhou Yang's body, and then a loud bang was heard, and the attack that the sickle helmet had originally determined was blocked.

squeak squeak...

A fine sound came from its ears, and at the same time, dense cracks began to appear on the hard white light.

Obviously, even if the opponent blocks its attack, it will be very reluctant. If you take two more moves, no, at most one move, it will definitely be able to smash the shield.

But the opportunity must not be missed, and the time will never come again. The sickle helmet knows that the other party will not give it a second chance.

But it was a little confused that the elf was hidden there. It just chose him as the target of attack because it did not find the guardian elf here in Zhou Yang.

The next moment, the doubt was relieved, and a circle of fine quicksand wrapped around its feet like a rope. At the same time, four energy chains suddenly emerged from the ground, and the chains were wrapped around its body like a spiritual snake.

“Underground!”

"What a human being, so insidious!"

The sickle helmet realized the position of the other party's guardian elves, and then slashed the chains that bound him through with his arms. The next moment, its figure disappeared in front of Zhou Yang.

At the same time, five other explorers' elves flew past Zhou Yang like the wind and chased towards the fleeing sickle helmet.

The shield disappeared, and Zhou Yang, who was still in shock, cursed, "You can get it away if you beat five people. Did you put your head at home and didn't take it out? Fuck!"

The criticized explorer did not come out to refute, and the other explorers did not dare to speak out.

Although their age is much older than Zhou Yang, in this secret realm, age does not represent anything, strength is, and this matter is indeed his fault.

Of course, the greater possibility is to be afraid of embarrassment.

The battle situation is so chaotic now that as long as you don’t go out and admit it, it will be difficult to find out whose elf leaked the sickle helmet.

After cursing for a while, Zhou Yang, who was a little dry-mouthed, stopped talking and could only sulk there and suffered a loss.

This was originally a trap he prepared for the elves he was responsible for, but he encountered his teammates.

In the sky, the fossil pterosaur, which was smaller than the surrounding similar species, wandered among the five elves like a phantom.

Frozen teeth, flame teeth, lightning teeth, wing attack and other moves alternately, and cooperate with the opponent's speed that has exceeded the limit... This battle is simply impossible to fight.

The speed of this fossil pterosaur was too fast. Most of the elves he sent were only beaten, and only his ace Garnado could limit it through his omnipresent mind power, so the battle did not collapse.

"Oh~" Looking at the battle situation in the sky, Zhou Yang sighed a long sigh.

Originally, he wanted to pick a weaker opponent, so he specially found a fossil pterosaur that looked a bit maldeveloped, but in the end he happened to kick the iron plate.

The only plan to turn the tables just now was destroyed by teammates of pigs again, and this battle is really impossible to fight.

"It would be great if someone could have injured the wings of this fossil pterosaur." Zhou Yang thought to himself.

Unfortunately, he could only think about this idea in his mind. The powerful explorers he knew around him all had elves that he needed to deal with.

It’s already good that they don’t ask for help. It’s a dream to let them take time to help them.

Now he can only pray that the support above can come quickly, otherwise, if these fossil elves are replenished, I am afraid that Master Yu will not be able to stop him.

Zhou Yang took a look at Master Yu and found that the battle situation there was still stalemate, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Master Yu is the master-level trainer at the Qinchuan Secret Realm. After receiving the news, he came to this place as soon as possible.

But, the number of high-end combat powers of these fossil elves is terrifying, and there are dozens of Master-level elves in Light.

Although these elves are in a weak state because they have not eaten for a long time, they are not something that Master Yu can resist alone.

Therefore, these king-level trainers had to take it over and share some pressure. In addition, the local elves in the secret realm also shared a large part of the pressure, so the battle situation did not collapse.

However, the Heavenly King is only the Heavenly King after all, and even if the master-level elves are weak, they are also the master. The physique and combat experience of these fossil elves are very strong. No matter how careful they are, it is difficult to completely entangle them.

The opponent will always seize the opportunity to swallow some weak elves to replenish them. Therefore, the fossil elves at this time have a tendency to become stronger and stronger as they fight.

In short, the longer the time delays, the more unfavorable it will be for them and explorers, so the situation is quite serious at this moment.

After seeing Master Yu's side, Zhou Yang glanced at Song Ziwen again.

"Brother Song is better. He is weak and you don't have to push him up, so there is naturally no danger." After seeing the situation, Zhou Yang thought with some envy.

As a new king-level trainer, Song Ziwen's own strength cannot be said to be the weakest among king-level trainers, but he is basically the last wave of people.

Therefore, under such a tense situation, it is naturally impossible for Song Ziwen to resist the master-level elves.

Therefore, Song Ziwen, who only needs to resist the king-level elf, can be said to be one of the most comfortable people among the king-level trainers present.

Of course, it depends on who you compare it with. Song Ziwen, who is observing the eyes and listening to all directions, does not feel how comfortable he is.

As a newcomer at the King level, whether he or his elves, he can be said to be very lacking in experience in high-level combat.

The elves can accept it one-on-one, but it is a bit difficult for him, as a trainer, to command the battlefields of the five sides at the same time.

Therefore, at this time, Song Ziwen felt very stressed, and he was a little envious of those trainers who besieged the master-level elves.

Their group of people only need to get entangled and do not cause much damage, but their requirements are to create as much damage as possible and support others.

But at this moment, Song Ziwen, who was a little ignorant of the other, only had one feeling, it was difficult! It was too difficult!
Chapter completed!