As Feng Wuyou said, after two rounds of arrows, Yun Wei retreated, and even the magic crossbow in his hand was thrown directly underground.

The arrows of the magic crossbow are made of stainless steel and are very heavy. Even the well-trained Yunwei can only carry two boxes at most.

Now that the two rounds have passed, they have no arrows, and the magic crossbow is only a decoration, which is useless at all.

If you carry it with you, it will also affect their actions, so it is better to throw it away.

But before throwing it, they all pulled down a small mechanism.

Feng Wuyou cared about this thing from the beginning. After pulling off this machine, the magic crossbow became a bunch of parts, and even if someone picked it up, it would not be used.

Unless, assemble it according to the drawings again.

The people from Dazhou opposite found that they no longer shot arrows and immediately launched a charge again.

Feng Wuyou smiled at Wulun and said, "Young Master Wulun, this time, we are going to fight side by side."

Wulun looked at Feng Wuyou and saw that she smiled faintly. Facing such a war, she was not panicked at all.

His eyes flashed, and he couldn't completely believe in Feng Wuyou.

What if Feng Wuyou coaxed him forward to deal with the people from the Great Zhou Dynasty, but she herself was trying behind the scenes?

Feng Wuyou seemed to see Wulun’s thoughts and said indifferently: “We are not enemies.”

If they were enemies, Feng Wuyou's magic crossbow would not have been used just now, but behind Ulun.

Wulun stared at Feng Wuyou, and Feng Wuyou was also watched by him.

Finally, after a moment, Ulun suddenly whistled.

After hearing this sound for more than 300 years, it seemed as if some gate was opened. It changed its formation in an instant, and the weapons in their hands also took offensive postures.

I saw that these people were lined up in a very sharp formation.

There are fewer people at the front, and then the number gradually increases, as if it is a wedge.

Staring at the familiar man who was far more than theirs, these mankind did not have any stage fright, but had endless murderous intent.

The mature man is their lifelong enemy.

The war broke out at once.

With such a huge difference in number, Feng Wuyou thought that life is still at a disadvantage.

But when I looked at it, I found that this was not the case. Shengman seemed barbaric, but when fighting, it was very well-organized.

They were several teams, with about four or five people in each team, and they had a very tacit understanding of division of labor and cooperation.

At the same time, the teams also supported each other, so that although they were not large, they became a whole.

Every macaoman who rushed up was not fighting with one person or a small team, but fighting with all of them.

In addition, their moves are very vicious and bloody, and as long as they attack, someone will die.

In a flash, the number of familiar people dropped sharply.

Even more people than they had killed with a magic crossbow before.

Seeing this, someone from Dazhou shouted loudly. As he was familiar, some people stopped moving instantly and their whole body began to swell.

Feng Wuyou, Xiao Jinglan and the Yunwei did not do much, and they only narrowed their eyes slightly.

Divine Guard! Sure enough, the people of the Great Zhou were determined to take their lives. Not only did they send Divine Guards to the Evil Ghost Mountain to stop them, but even if they were intercepting now, they would still send Divine Guards.

Feng Wuyou waited for this moment and shouted to Wulun: "Leave the God Guard to us, and leave the others to you!"

While speaking, his body had already run out like lightning.

After dealing with the Divine Guard once in Evil Ghost Mountain, Feng Wuyou is no longer unfamiliar with the Divine Guard. He met again and became much more familiar with it.

She still can't kill with one blow like Xiao Jinglan, but every time she takes action, she will definitely hurt them.

The Yunwei behind him will take the opportunity to catch up and use the same method as Shengman's previous to complete these divine guards.

There was a general named Feng in the Great Zhou Dynasty. His eyes were about to burst out when he saw this scene.

"What's going on?

How could Feng Wuyou get into a relationship with Shengman!”

He roared angrily, wishing to kill all these Shengmans.

But it is simply impossible.

If they face Shuman or those who come from Tianlan, they will not be afraid at all, and they will definitely be more than enough.

But it is not enough to match Shengman.

The number of people who have been born in the barbarian is far smaller than those who have been born in the war, but every time they are in the war, the ones who have the upper hand are born in the barbarians, which shows how terrifying the combat power of these people is.

The combat power that Sanbaishengman can exert is far more than that of Yi Qianshuman.

What's more, many of them were killed by Tianlan's mother arrows first.

Originally, he pointed to being able to rely on the Divine Guard to regain several cities, but unexpectedly, even the Divine Guard could not do it.

Feng Wuyou, Xiao Jinglan, and the people of Tianlan who were jumping around.

He is obviously much smaller than the Divine Guard, and the weapons in his hands are also ridiculously fragile.

But, it can easily deal with the Shenwei like chopping melons and vegetables.

In the wilderness for so many years, the Divine Guard has been killed, but it has never been killed so easily.

Especially the man in a long robe, his figure was light and his moves were light. Logically speaking, his attack on the body of the Divine Guard should not be much better than tickling it.

But just like him, if he handed out a sword, the Divine Guard would fall down and not even struggle in the middle of the line.

Are these people demons?

If not, how could it be that way, how could it be that the Divine Guard could be killed so easily?

Almost in an instant, their number dropped sharply from nearly a thousand to only half.

There are more than twenty divine guards, and less than half of the remaining ones are even left.

A huge panic surged in the hearts of the general surnamed Jiang.

Their numbers are far too large and the other party can't deal with them. Now the numbers are almost tied, so there is no chance of winning.

In desperation, he shouted loudly: "Release the letter arrow! Hurry up and ask someone to support me!"

A cluster of sparks rushed into the sky, and everyone nearby could see it.

Wen Ying was taking people around the attacking soldiers of the Great Zhou and desperately rushed to the place where Feng Wuyou was. At this time, he was stunned when he saw Xin Arrow.

He had been in the wilderness for three years and had dealt countless times with the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty and had a rough idea of ​​their commonly used meaning of the arrow.

This color of letter arrow is clearly a request for help.

But... they sent at least about a thousand people to ambush Feng Wuyou, right?

Feng Wuyou only brought more than a dozen people out, but now, the Dazhou, which is nearly a thousand people, has sent a distress signal?

Isn't this too magical?

Wen Ying couldn't imagine how Feng Wuyou did it.

But he couldn't help but believe it.

She has not been with her for a long time, but Wen Ying has long believed that as long as it is Feng Wuyou, there is nothing impossible.

Seeing this signal, he not only did not slow down, but instead became even more anxious.

He was eager to see how Feng Wuyou did it.

"Hurry up! The Empress is right in front!"

He shouted loudly, and his speed suddenly became a little faster.

On the outside of Xuanniao Village, other generals of the Great Zhou who were commanding the besiege saw this signal and rubbed their eyes directly.

"Did I read it wrong?"

They received very clear information. Feng Wuyou and his group had only a dozen people, sent nearly a thousand people to intercept them, and there were more than twenty divine guards. Just in case, they were determined to kill Feng Wuyou.

But now, you actually see a distress signal?

"Will they make the mistake and put the victory in asking for help?"

He knew clearly how big the number of people was, and he could not trust his eyes.

At this moment, a signal exploded in the sky again, exactly the same as before, and was still asking for help.

This time, the commander's expression changed.

It may be a mistake once, but twice, can it be wrong?

"Sir, what should I do?

Do we want to send reinforcements?”

The commander looked at the situation in front of him, and his eyes were complicated.
To be continued...