Return ten thousand times, I will be a tutor in Novice Village

The battle in the cabin also attracted the attention of the four marquis of the battlefield above.

Xu Xuan's entry reversed the rebels' clear situation.

The Terran Feng Hou Bingyuhou who guarded the spaceship thought that this battle would be lost, but he did not expect that there was such a mysterious figure hidden in the cabin.

He looked at the Fire Wolf Hou and laughed: "Fire Wolf, you have not calculated this one, have you? Fire

Wolf Hou sneered: "Before your reinforcements arrive, it is enough to solve it." I can't help you, but that elf can't stop the three-headed flame dragon. The

two turned their gazes to another battlefield at the same time.

The Feng Marquis Realm Spirit completely fell into the downwind at this moment, facing the three-headed Yan Dragon, his attack power was obviously not enough, and his defense was also weak.

He can attack countless times.

But as long as you make a mistake once, and you are sprayed by the flames of the three-headed flame dragon, you will be seriously injured immediately.

At first, the marquis elf was able to maneuver with the three-headed flame dragon with high-speed movement and flexibility, but as his physical strength continued to decline, he gradually showed his decline.

Rapid bow and arrow fire is difficult to deal effective damage to the three-headed Flame Dragon.

The only power spell arrow that could penetrate the Yan Dragon's defenses had no chance to cast.

The three-headed flame dragon roared, and the three heads spewed out three flames of different colors from three directions, and at the same time vibrated their wings, and the flaming fireworks attached to their claws grabbed towards the marquis elves.

Previously, the Feng Hou Spirit had dodged every time with his high-speed movement, but this time, his speed was one step slower and he could not avoid the claws of the Yan Dragon.

Poof,

the marquis elf was hit by a claw and fell downwards.

Bing Yuhou's face changed drastically.

The marquis elf was defeated, and in the case of one-on-two, he had no chance of victory at all.

"Is it going to be over?"

the elf looked down with hatred in his eyes, and his eyes showed the will to die.

His life force was passing at an alarming rate.

At the same time, the light green pupils gradually became brighter, and the eyes were filled with golden light.

On the face and body, there are also golden lines.

Even the longbow in his hand turned golden.

Next second.

The marquis elf stopped the falling trend.

Pull the bow like a full moon.

"Yan Long, today I will shoot you out of the fire. The

three arrows transformed into light elements condensed on the longbow and shot out, shooting at the three heads of the Yanlong respectively.

The speeding arrows hit the left and right heads of the Yanlong with a bang, bursting with a bang, and breaking off the two heads of the Yanlong.

But the arrow in the middle was blocked by Yan Long's purple flame.

The elven race's 'life sacrifice' forbidden art is well known, and the three-headed flame dragon has long been on guard, and it would rather cut off two heads than block the elves' desperate blows.

Anyway, as long as it has one head, the other two heads can grow.

The

three-headed flame dragon roared again, and the flames turned into a long rainbow, running through the sky, directly hitting the dying elf.

The golden lines on the elf's body slowly receded.

The golden glow in his eyes faded.

The pupils became gray and dull, and the vitality weakened to the extreme.

The three-headed Yanlong despised him.

The rainbow-like flames penetrated the elf's body, leaving not even a wisp of soot.

"Elf? The

three-headed Yanlong spat out words.

As the main battle faction of the game world, the Yalong clan is extremely disgusted with the elven race, and in their eyes, the status of the elf race is like the status of the rebel army in the blue star.

The main war faction forces treat the elven race with everyone's blame.

After killing the marquis spirit, the three-headed Yanlong felt a burst of joy in his heart.

Just when it thought that everything was coming to an end, a strong sense of crisis suddenly hit its heart.

Above the dome of the sky.

A spirit arrow filled with golden light burst through the air.

A trace of horror flashed in Yanlong's huge pupils, "Damn the elf, it has turned into ashes and is still bouncing." The

spirit arrow passed through the clouds and in the blink of an eye it reached the three-headed Yan Dragon, which spewed out a mouthful of blood-colored flames, and at the same time protected his body with his wings, and his entire body curled up in a circle.

The blood-colored flame was Yanlong's strongest move.

But it still didn't block the arrow.

The spirit arrow passed through the winged defense and shot at the remaining head of the three-headed Yanlong dragon, but the power was not enough to be fatal, and the three-headed Yanlong finally resisted.

The three-headed flame dragon spread its wings, and blood was spilled in the sky.

On the head, slurry comes straight up.

It seems that even flying has become laborious, apparently seriously injured.

"Hahaha..." "

Or I won." The

three-headed Yanlong laughed maniacally, he looked at the surviving elven race below, and the fierce light was great: "You guys, you have to pay a heavy life for this..."

The voice stopped abruptly.

Another spirit arrow pierced.

This arrow accurately shot into the Heavenly Spirit Cover that was already weak as paper in the Yan Dragon, and an arrow shot through the gap left by the elf before, penetrating the only remaining head of the Yan Dragon.

Yanlong's consciousness became blurred and fell downward, and it saw a person high in the air.

Yes....

That starry human being.

It was fully attracted by the four arrows offered by the elven life sacrifice, not even realizing that a weak human had lurked beside him.

And when it was weakest, he gave it a precise fatal blow.

"No!" The

three-headed Yanlong was unwilling, and its body began to burn.

Even if it is sacrificed for life.

It also wants the human being in front of it to give it a burial.

Every piece of flesh and blood of the Yan Dragon sacrificed by life turned into flames, and it was like a small sun, exuding amazing fiery energy.

The

little sun roared, with majestic coercion, making Xu Xuan unavoidable.

Below, the elf race, Xuanyuan Qingqing, and Zhang Mu looked at this scene how powerless.

Bing Yuhou couldn't get out either.

He could only watch as this person he had never met changed the situation on the entire battlefield, protected the holy daughter of the elven race, annihilated the rebels, and saved the official face.

But such a heroic figure is about to fall here!

The extreme heat turned the sky into a foggy patch, and even the clouds in the sky were washed away.

It seems to burn everything in the world.

That kind of power was terrifying, and even the two marquis powerhouses in another battlefield felt a strong threat.

The explosion lasted for a long time.

Fire Wolf Hou sighed, he had no time to explore whether the person in the explosion was alive or dead.

With the rebel army completely destroyed and the three-headed flame dragon sacrificed, he alone could not take away the Holy Daughter of the Elven Race under the noses of Bing Yuhou.

Only retreat.

"

Bing Yuhou, count you as winning this time." The

Fire Wolf Hou fled quickly, turning into Changhong and leaving.

Bing Yuhou did not pursue, and the situation was not stable at the moment, so he did not dare to pursue deeply.

He looked at the center of the explosion.

The fire faded.

The sky slowly became clearly visible.

In the smoke, he saw an aqua-blue circle.

The next moment, Bing Yuhou's eyes widened.

He saw it.

The man walked out of the circle, full of soft light like a bright moon, unexpectedly intact, and even his hairstyle was not messy.