Chapter 483 Painful Showdown

It was only past noon, and there were still more than two hours before evening. They had no chance of winning and could stop the flying dragon.

"If that's the case, why don't you run for your lives?" Yun Sheng glanced at the elves worriedly.

It was only when she spoke just now that the masked female prisoner released a group of lightning-type magic at once, and killed more than ten elves at once, as if her magic power was endless, and there were more than a dozen elves was killed.

The female prisoner in the mask also noticed Yun Sheng, but she remained expressionless and continued to cast magic, and the flying dragon was still moving forward.

Yun Sheng has never met such a cold person.

She seemed to be born to kill, and she didn't even blink her eyes when she killed these elves who had no grievances with her.

"Because we are the guards of Icefall City, which is the gateway to Xianju Kingdom, and we are all the Queen's most trusted subjects, that's why we were sent here to guard. The target of the blood dragon is the people in the depths of Xianju Kingdom. Something. Even if we can't stop it, as long as we can resist for a while, the casualties of the people representing Xianju Kingdom will be less. So even if we shed the last drop of blood on our bodies, we will It is the duty of an elf warrior to stay here," the elf captain replied firmly.

Yun Sheng's blood boiled when he heard these words, "Okay, let me accompany you to stick to it until the end."

After Yun Sheng finished speaking, the thousand-year-old ice harp in her hand was flying in the air, and she suddenly sat down cross-legged and put the ice harp on her knees.

On the ice piano, the few strings still exude a soft luster.

This is still the hair of the female prisoner in the mask.

Unexpectedly, she personally taught herself that the carved ice harp would be used in the duel between the two of them today.

Yun Sheng felt bitter in her heart, whether it was an enemy or a friend, since she had already made a decision early on, then let her help the elves in this battle.

Yun Sheng got rid of the distracting thoughts in his heart, and his heart was peaceful. As soon as his fingertips touched the soft strings, Di Hongge poured out.

The Emperor Hongge sounded, and Yuan Bupo was also in a daze on the ground.

"Brother Bupo, let's leave soon, this place is too dangerous," Xuan Meimei pulled Yuan Bupo, "That woman is crazy, she likes to kill people in the cell, Yun Sheng doesn't want to die, we still have to live."

Xuan Meimei's hand was thrown away, and Yuan Bupo suddenly tore off a leaf from a nearby tree and put it in his mouth.

The same melody of Emperor Hong's song was played from the leaves.

Yun Sheng couldn't help being startled when she heard the familiar Ye Di's voice, she looked down and saw Yuan Bupo echoing her from afar.

She smiled knowingly.

The sounds of the piano and the flute are intertwined together, creating an unprecedented harmony.

Yun Sheng couldn't help but think, it's no wonder that the third uncle Yun Canglang insisted on making it to the end with his strong perseverance when his soldiers were running out of food.

Those elf warriors who had been forced back by the flying flood dragon and were fighting with their last bit of dignity heard the music, and couldn't help but feel that the dissipated magic power in their bodies was condensing back little by little.

Elves are a peaceful and music-loving people.

Although the Dihong song is the music of a foreign race, the magical power contained in the ancient war song played an unprecedented role when Yun Sheng and Yuan Bupo played it together.

The elf warriors felt the passion to charge forward again in their chests, and they all raised their hands to contribute.

Under the command of the elf captain, the elves once again attacked the flying dragon.

"Let go, group attack and seal demons!" The elf captain shouted.

Hearing his order, rows of elf-sealed bows and arrows shot out.

Like a straight line, it shot at the Flying Jiao. The Flying Jiao was blocked by the rain of magic-sealing arrows, and its body was obviously stagnant, and its speed was much slower.

The masked female prisoner who had been standing on Feijiao's head was also slightly moved at this moment.

She has already known the wonderful effect of Yun Sheng's piano music, and there is also a young man. Although the harmony of the piano and flute between the two was a little uncoordinated at the beginning, but soon, they cooperated very tacitly. Hongge's effect is also much stronger than when Yun Sheng played solo earlier.

The strength of the elves seems to have recovered, and they seem to be stronger than before.

Wave after wave of attacks, wave after wave of arrows, the masked female prisoner knew very well that if they were not defeated immediately, these locust-like elf warriors might really persist to the end.

If she waits until the people from the Elven King Court rush over, her real purpose this time will fail.

The masked female prisoner was not as dull as she appeared on the surface, she glanced coldly, and quickly recognized the culprit that caused the current situation.

Yun Sheng.

Things have changed since she joined the camp of the elves.

That woman must be killed.

As long as the music is broken, the elves will have nothing to do.

The masked female prisoner glanced at Yun Sheng.

Is she really going to kill that child?

For the first time, there was hesitation in the heart of the masked female prisoner.

She is a killing machine, she will not hesitate to face anyone, but at this moment, there is a voice in her heart that is shouting, stopping her from killing that child.

The flying dragon below let out a violent roar, and it was stabbed by several powerful elf arrows.

"We can't drag it on any longer," said the masked prisoner with a ruthless look in her eyes.

She suddenly began to chant, bang, a purple lightning flash hit Yun Sheng.

At that moment, Yun Sheng suddenly raised his head.

The eyes of the two meet together!

But at the moment when the lightning was about to hit Yun Sheng, the masked female prisoner's scepter trembled slightly.

The incomparably precise Thunderbolt deflected.

"Boom--" An elf beside Yun Sheng was hit and immediately fell from the sky.

Yun Sheng was so startled, the strings in his hand shook, "Boom", one of the strings was actually broken.

The string cut her finger, and the blood flowed suddenly.

"Yunsheng, it's dangerous!" On the ground, Yuan Bupo looked up, and saw the masked female summoner like a ghost, with a teleportation, she went through the layers of defense of the elf warriors, and arrived in no time. In front of Yun Sheng.

Her strength is unfathomable, and she is not like ordinary magicians. With a raised hand, she blocked Yun Sheng and grabbed Yun Sheng's neck.

Her hands were very cold, hundreds of times colder than the thousand-year-old ice and snow in the ice prison.

"You shouldn't have come back," the masked female prisoner looked at Yun Sheng fiercely, with strange fluctuations in her eyes.

"Who the hell are you? Why do you want to work for Zhao Ting?" Yun Sheng's throat was only choked by her. The strength of the masked female prisoner was astonishing. It was hard to imagine that such a frail body contained such a terrifying power. strength.

"The dead don't need to know that much," said the masked prisoner's hand, the magic fluctuated strongly, she raised the magic scepter, her eyes focused on Yun Sheng's face.