"What are you doing!" The middle-aged knight looked at Wang Xiaofeng with his eyes unable to suppress his anger, and he was frightened with a ferocious face and wanted to choose someone to eat.

Wang Xiaofeng stood up with difficulty as he stepped forward. Only in this position could he reach out and grab the left arm of Captain Knight, which was about to tilt. The holy flame that emitted a little warmth trembled gently, but it made him feel cold.

"He is still alive." "The griffin knight can only be glorious and heroic, not humiliatingly die!" "You have no right to deprive him of life!"

"He is my son!"

Wang Xiaofeng was shocked all over, looking at the middle-aged man's tears, his lips trembled slightly, but his left hand was still not relaxed.

But how could his power compete with a knight who was unknown how much higher than him? But the middle-aged captain just kept waving the one-handed hammer in his hand, and lightning flashed warning the players who were ready to move, and his left hand was firmly imprisoned by Wang Xiaofeng.

Clever! Swish!

The violent sound of breaking through the air sounded again, and the life-seeking heavy arrows roared and hit the chest and abdomen of the middle-aged knight.

The largest and oldest griffin flapped its wings a little uneasy, but without the cooperation of the knight, it could not avoid it immediately.

"It's you!" Captain Knight shouted, and the golden hammer in his hand suddenly shone out a violent golden light. An electric dragon suddenly rushed out of the golden light, crushing the incoming heavy arrows like a destruction, and rolled them towards the top of the city with a handful of iron chips.

The famous general Jin hummed lowly, rolled and dodged sensitively, and carried a crossbow. However, the heavy crossbow bed was smashed to pieces with a piece of city wall and two spearmen in the angry lightning.

The general roared, pulled the strings of the crossbow, aiming at the two figures standing on the griffin!

Whoosh!

The familiar sound of death sounded again, Wang Xiaofeng's pupils condensed, and he seemed to be unable to hear the sounds around him, only the trembling buzzing of the arrow.

I saw a glimpse of the black shadow as thick as a thumb shot straight in the gap between the electric dragon, as if it was the arrow in the previous alley.

"Thunder Shield!"

A sharp pain came from his chest, as if he was beaten by a giant hammer without a trace. The lightning-wound shield had not yet formed, and he could only block the sharpness and poison of the arrow for him, and could not completely remove the force that rushed in.

The damage of ‘-201’ may seem insignificant to the Knights and the Golden Generals, but one-third of the blood bar of a certain priest who had full intelligence was empty.

The middle-aged knight who controlled the thunder shield was not in a hurry. Wang Xiaofeng's figure flew half a meter and fell straight. The middle-aged knight's face became anxious, and his left hand trembled and quickly dissipated the holy flame, but he was unable to catch the fallen figure of the priest in time.

He could not save himself, so he could only save himself. Wang Xiaofeng, who had experienced the experience of falling to death, naturally knew that falling at a height of more than ten meters would definitely lead to death, but he still did not give up and inserted a healing technique that had just cooled down in seconds.

The blood volume was full, but it was just a dying struggle.

Damn, the magic world is flying all day long, I don’t know how to invent something similar to a seat belt!? What do the late magical great men do for food! Forget it, life and death are alive, but I didn’t expect that my brother would die twice a day. This time, he would definitely fall to level 17 and 50% of his experience, and he must be at the top 100 of the level list.

Is this considered smashing the signboard of your own guild?

Peng! I felt a soft place hitting my back, and I thought it was the system's tactile preferential treatment for players who accidentally fell to death; but when I turned my head to look, I found that I was steadily dragged by a huge gray wing and slowly slid to the ground.

No harm was received...

The nearly empty-blooded griffin glanced at him, and Wang Xiaofeng stood next to the knight pressed under him. The knight pulled a slight smile at Wang Xiaofeng, and blood kept oozing the corners of his mouth, which was already in danger.

Wang Xiaofeng felt a grip in his heart, and when the notebook in his hand swayed, hesitating whether he should release his skills. This time it was not a systematic plot. The healing and healing techniques just now did not exert the effect of treating Huo Sier last time. He was really unsure whether the Holy Light Redemption could play a role.

If it is useless to release it, he will be placed in the Jedi with no blood and no blue. The players around him should be quite interested in the glorious deeds of the first killing of the first god's majesty.

Sure enough, the players around him wanted to surround him again without giving up, but the angry captain of the Knight used a thunder whip to exit the range of twenty meters and could not attack Wang Xiaofeng and griffin inside.

The middle-aged knight wanted to come down to rescue Wang Xiaofeng, but hesitated because of the habits of the griffin clan. He could only wander above, silently guarding the holder of the Legion Order and his seriously injured and dying only son.

"Be strong!" Wang Xiaofeng slowly held the notebook in his hand, singing the spell that he had almost recited, "Light is with you and me." "Well! Don't worry about me..."

“……In my name, I summon the true meaning of the Holy Light, and sacrifice myself for the sacrifice of my life…”

A milky white light gushed out from the notebook, and Wang Xiaofeng's eyebrows showed a hint of joy. This time the formation was very different from the previous few times.

There is a chance!

The holy light was like the dry ice fog on the stage, spreading on the ground, covering the pool of blood under the griffins; it was also like the vines of ivy, slowly crawling towards the ground, and the griffins and knights were lying on the ground, slowly entangling them.

Captain Knight's eyes narrowed, and even the thunder and lightning whip in his hand gradually dissipated with the sizzling sound, and a familiar and unfamiliar word was yelling in his mouth: "Sacrifice and Redemption!"

Wang Xiaofeng below naturally could not hear this low voice. The weak feeling of being weakened by the instant emptied power in his body was not good.

Middle-aged knights always lose their chains at critical moments. After the chain of lightning dissipates, they stare at the griffin wrapped in holy light, and forget to protect and attack.

A fireball shakingly hit Wang Xiaofeng's waist. The damage of '-98' left him with only a 50-year-old remaining; it was like a stone causing a thousand waves, and the instant release skills of the players around him rushed over.

As soon as the snowstorm was blowing, Wang Xiaofeng's blood was instantly exhausted, and healing techniques were too lazy to put him in a trap. He had a little depression on his face, and he faced hundreds of instant magic and arrows.

My soul is fading, I can't escape and die today!

A loud cry made Wang Xiaofeng, who was waiting for death, lit up his eyes. A hurricane came over. Before Wang Xiaofeng could react, his eyes suddenly became dark.

The holy light on the griffin's belly emitted a faint light. The six-meter wingspan allowed it to wrap Wang Xiaofeng and the knight's figure tightly. The terrifying wound gradually healed, leaving only brown scars without feathers.

A light shield condensed by the holy light slowly lifted up a comfortable knight, and the light flowed one after another, as if a stream of water was stroking his body, washing his blood all over his body.

After blinking, he calmly used a healing technique to himself. From the time of opening the Apocalypse server to now, a comrade has become quite immunized to supernatural events. He is no longer surprised by this strange scene created by the salvation of the Holy Light...

Peng! It was originally a silent explosion of the holy light, but the players around seemed to hear the voiceover outside the picture.

The rising light ball was like the noon sun, extremely dazzling, and the white light shone on the palms and cheeks, warm rather than burning.

The loud cry of the other five griffins echoed on the city walls. Amid the layers of holy light, the seriously injured griffins flapped their wings and carried two young figures on their backs.

The middle-aged captain's griffin, who sat down, let out a cry of joy, and swung around the griffin that had risen up with its wings.

A few system prompts came from the ground, and the favorability of the father and son was immediately close, and the information revealed above the heads of the two men shocked Wang Xiaofeng.

Iwamasa Hank, a high-level griffin knight at level 75.

Yankui Hank, a mid-level griffin knight at level 65.

Both the father and son are both Jinming NPCs, and there are some portrayals of the general Huzi; or are these griffin knights all like powerful elites in the same class?

Griffons are originally the overlord-level monsters of the sky. If griffons were not only good at close combat and would not release magic, these griffons could also occupy the mountain and become king when put in the wild.

Wang Xiaofeng's eyes returned to the battle situation on the city. The lightning raged and the broken limbs and bodies filled the broken walls. The four griffin knights who were angry because of the "fall" of their companions went crazy and reaped the lives of ordinary soldiers with the rage of thunder.

Only the famous generals of the Jin Dynasty and several powerful deputy generals were able to effectively attack the four griffin knights. Large blank areas had been cleared on the city wall.

Ding! The Lord of Jiyu City has issued a mission to defend the city. All residents of Jiyu City should strive to resist the slaughter of invaders and guard their homes! Fight! Contribute to the future of Jiyu City! You are Jiyu’s hero!

Wang Xiaofeng was slightly stunned. There was an option to accept or not in the translucent floating box in front of him. He silently checked not to accept... It seemed that, probably, it seemed that he was the invader of the siege.

Looking at the bright streets under the street lights and moonlight, I couldn't help but frown in the dark. Swarms of players rushed to the battlefield on the city wall like locusts.
Chapter completed!