One Thousand Three Hundred and Twenty-Two Big Traps and Small Circles

"Good job!" The old swordsman, who was already in a state of embarrassment, laughed and shouted when he saw the dragon falling down and seeing that it was dead.

He wanted to use this shout to boost morale, after all, in the initial encirclement, there were not many swordsmen left.

In the fierce battle just now, there were less than a hundred of the two hundred swordsmen left, and the burning breath of the magic dragon burned another twenty or so to death. There are really not many white-clothed swordsmen left.

In addition to the dozen or so poor people who were just killed by demon dogs and demon bats, the remaining sixty or so people are almost all injured and weak.

But fortunately, the huge monster has been killed, and with the two hundred reinforcements outside the encirclement, they should be able to retreat completely.

Thinking of this, the old swordsman withdrew the flying sword that had chopped off a demon dog, pinched his hand, and shouted loudly: "The time has come! Everyone hurry up and break through! Meet with the same sect! Get out of here!"

Hearing his shout, several swordsmen couldn't wait to sacrifice their flying swords, and killed in the direction of the formation of white-clothed swordsmen outside the encirclement.

The old swordsman didn't show his head, followed behind these people, mixed in the team, gave up the roof he was on, and jumped onto another roof.

As soon as his front feet left the roof where he was originally stationed, two demon dogs jumped up. The two swordsmen of the Heavenly Sword Sect who wanted to retreat behind were immediately stopped and submerged in the wave of demon dogs.

This old swordsman is old and skilled, and his ability to escape is first-rate. He moves around in his team from time to time, avoiding those dangerous areas.

The first few white-clothed swordsmen who charged were exhausted at this time, and were killed by the demon dogs blocking the way before they could change.

In just a few breaths, there were only a dozen or so white-clothed swordsmen left.

However, at this moment, they have already jumped off the roof, and they are not far away from the reinforcements who came to meet them.

Seeing that, as long as they meet up with those reinforcements, they will be able to escape and win today's battle.

"Everyone fight hard! We will win soon!" The old swordsman mingled in the crowd and loudly encouraged his fellow disciples. At the same time, he reached out and took out a porcelain bottle from his bosom, and poured the last pill in it into his own mouth.

The elixir melted in his mouth, and the old swordsman instantly felt that his body was full of aura again. He cheered up, and followed behind a group of swordsmen who were fighting desperately, trying to preserve his physical strength as much as possible.

As the saying goes, the older you are, the less courageous you are. For the sake of his own survival, the old swordsman naturally would not care about the life and death of those young people who opened the way.

In the distance, the swordsmen of the Heavenly Sword Sect who saw the reinforcements from the same sect broke out from the encirclement, naturally they also tried their best to fight, wanting to join up with their own breakout troops as soon as possible.

They chopped down countless demon dogs, and finally after a flying sword chopped off a demon dog, the personnel of the two sides finally joined together.

"Great! We've finally waited for you!" The old swordsman rushed out of the crowd first, walked up to the swordsman headed by the reinforcements, clasped his fists and said, "If you don't come, our entire army will be wiped out today." Here it is."

Having said that, there were more than 200 swordsmen in the encirclement just now, and now there are less than 30 swordsmen left, which is no different from annihilation of the entire army.

"Retreat!" The leading swordsman in white immediately ordered: "Since you have already broken out, it is useless for us to stay here!"

At this time, a white-clothed swordsman pointed around with a wry smile, and said to the leading white-clothed swordsman: "Brother... I'm afraid, if we want to leave, it won't be that easy!"

Looking in the direction of the swordsman's finger, the leading white-clothed swordsman realized that although they had joined up with their own team in the encirclement, a larger encirclement had already surrounded them.

Around, the eyes of countless pairs of demon dogs,

Staring at the white-clothed swordsman in the encirclement, behind these demon dogs, there is a huge four-legged orangutan.

"Don't be afraid! Among these monsters, the most difficult one has been killed by us! The rest are just a group of minions!" The leading swordsman in white sacrificed his flying sword, loudly encouraging Said his colleague.

Accompanied by his shout, all the surrounding white-clothed swordsmen raised their flying swords, but the old swordsman subconsciously took two steps back and shrank back to a safe position.

"All disciples listen to the order! Follow the way we came and kill! No one will be left behind!" The leading swordsman organized his aura, swallowed two more pills, and then controlled the flying sword, rushing towards the person who was coming. direction.

In an instant, black blood splattered everywhere, as if these white-clothed swordsmen could not stop them at all.

From time to time, some simple fireballs lit up, but soon these magic-using demon dogs were beheaded. Relying on their strong fighting power, the white-clothed swordsmen smashed the newly formed encirclement into pieces.

Just when these white-clothed swordsmen felt that they had hope of breaking through, in the distant sky, a huge dragon flapped its fleshy wings and rushed down into the sky.

"There's one more!" Hearing the roar of the magic dragon, several swordsmen looked up, and were immediately frightened to the point of tearing their livers apart. It took them a lot of effort just now to kill such a huge monster!

Before they could despair, the second dragon rushed down the clouds. It folded its wings and swooped down rapidly. When it was close to the ground, it opened its huge wings, covering most of the sky above the white swordsman's head in an instant.

"There are two more! No! Three monsters!" The old swordsman looked up at the sky, and when he saw the third dragon rushing down from the sky, his hoarse voice began to tremble involuntarily.

And the three dragons didn't stop, and when they swooped over the white swordsman's head, they spit out black flames, covering the formation of the white swordsman.

Many people's spiritual energy shields rushed out of the black flames, and many people were directly ignited, struggling and screaming to death in the flames.

The formation, which was fairly neat just now, was destroyed by these flames, leaving only an embarrassing scene of fighting each other.

"Almost... Do you want to capture some prisoners?" Right behind the demon dog army, among a group of high-level demons wearing armor, a demon commander put down the binoculars in his hand and asked the orc deputy beside him.

The orc sneered, glanced at the demon officer, and asked, "Did the demon waste food, or are we orcs taking prisoners?"

"Understood, then I won't show up..." The demon officer shrugged and said nonchalantly.

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