"Boy, what's your name, you're qualified for me to remember your name."
In the face of such a group of people as Jiang Yuan, the Black Wind Mage said such a sentence very arrogantly, as if among so many people, only Jiang Yuan could enter his eyes.
When he said this, he gave people the feeling that it was a great honor for Jiang Yuan to let him remember his name.
"You say that, it really makes me feel flattered, do you think that if you say this, I will show mercy to your subordinates However, tell you that you might as well change your name or sit down and change your surname, your enemy is me Jiang Yuan."
Although he was afraid of the strength of the Black Wind Mage, at this time, he couldn't lose his momentum.
As soon as Jiang Yuan's words fell, Zhuge Feng stood up and pointed his sword at the Black Wind Mage.
"Black Wind Demon Dao, today I, Zhuge Feng, will definitely cut you under the sword."
It can be seen that Zhuge Feng's anger has begun to rise, and he can't wait to see the Black Wind Mage split in half with a sword.
"I'm asking him, not you, a small character like you is not worthy of me to remember the name."
The Black Wind Mage glanced at Zhuge Feng, looking a little impatient, obviously a little unhappy with Zhuge Feng's interjection, feeling that this junior was really too impolite.
Zhuge Feng, who was already angry, was really angry by the Black Wind Mage at this time.
As a young man, who is not arrogant He never wanted to admit that he was inferior to Jiang Yuan.
But now, the Black Wind Mage has belittled him again and again and raised Jiang Yuan, which is perfect and unbearable.
In a hurry, Zhuge Feng moved a little, and the seven-star sword flew towards the Black Wind Mage.
Seeing that Zhuge Feng actually shot at him again, the Black Wind Mage was also a little angry.
"Are the juniors so rude now, since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill you."
The Black Wind Mage let out a low snort, and then saw a group of ghosts float out of him.
Although the number this time is a little less than just now, there are only nine.
The most important thing is that these nine powerful ghosts are actually all soldiers' souls.
These soldiers, one of them is wearing armor and has a long whip, which is clearly a soldier of the Qing Dynasty.
In other words, these soldier souls are at least old ghosts that are more than 100 years old.
Moreover, Jiang Yuan and they could clearly find that these soldier souls were much more elite than those soldier souls in mass graves.
Compared with the elite soldier soul in front of him, the soldier soul in the mass grave can be regarded as a straggler.
Seeing the appearance of such nine soldier souls, Jiang Yuan and the others immediately realized that something was wrong, and the opponent this time was probably not so easy to solve.
"Be careful" Suddenly, Jiang Yuan let out a loud shout, and then kicked in the direction of Zhuge Feng.
As soon as everyone reacted, they saw that a soldier soul had been kicked by Jiang Yuan and flew upside down.
It turned out that before the soldier's soul was kicked by Jiang Yuan, the gun in his hand had already reached Zhuge Feng's neck.
In other words, as long as Jiang Yuan's reaction was a little slower, Zhuge Feng might be pierced through the neck by him with a single shot.
Zhuge Feng, who was manipulating the Seven Star Sword with all his might, was also taken aback by the situation just now, and cold sweat broke out.
His attention just now was all on the Seven Star Sword and the Black Wind Mage, and he didn't have time to react at all, if it weren't for Jiang Yuan, maybe he would have really been hit.
When he thought of the consequences, he was also terrified.
However, he would never admit that Jiang Yuan had a life-saving grace for him.
"Whoever wants you to meddle in your business, you better take care of yourself."
Zhuge Feng looked confident.
It seemed that the situation just now was completely under his control, and even if Jiang Yuan didn't make a move, he could easily follow.
Jiang Yuan didn't say much about Zhuge Feng's disappreciation, he only did what he thought he should do, and he didn't think about letting Zhuge Feng admit his feelings.
And while they were talking, Ma Xiaoyu and the others had already fought with those soldier souls.
Afraid that they would lose, Jiang Yuan and the others hurriedly joined the battle.
Suddenly, twelve people and nine soldiers fought together.
It seems that Jiang Yuan has the advantage in terms of numbers, but after the real battle, the advantage is the small number of soldiers.
Although the number of soldier souls is relatively small, they are all elites without exception, and their strength is extraordinary, and ordinary bronze armored corpses may not be their opponents.
Moreover, they seem to be proficient in a battle formation, and they can be described as seamless in coordination.
Jiang Yuan, Ma Xiaoyu, Mao Yingying and Zhuge Feng are four people, one of them shares a soldier's soul, and the rest is shared by the rest.
But even so, they still have the upper hand, attacking more and defending less.
Seeing that Jiang Yuan and the others were being pressed and beaten by their own soldiers' souls, the Black Wind Mage smiled.
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"Hehe, these soldier souls, but I have unearthed them from the ancient battlefield, and after careful cultivation, it is also your honor to be able to die in their hands."
The Black Wind Mage looked like he was in control of the victory, and he didn't take Jiang Yuan and the others in his eyes at all.
It's understandable to think about it, the Black Wind Mage can be regarded as a long-famous senior, even if he is injured, it is not something that a group of juniors can tease.
He has the confidence to do so.
And, fortunately, his injuries have not healed yet, and the ghosts that can be controlled by performance at one time are limited.
Otherwise, Long Ze really wanted to let this group of juniors see his army of fierce ghosts.
The Black Wind Mage is extremely relaxed, but Jiang Yuan and the others are not optimistic.
Under the pressure of those soldiers, there are even people injured.
The first to be injured was Yu Qiuyan, she was a woman, and she was not good at fighting, even if she joined forces with others to resist, she still suffered a big loss.
She was stabbed in the shoulder by a soldier's spear, and blood flowed freely.
That shot was originally aimed at her heart, but fortunately, Zhou Yuqing next to her pushed her, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.
Seeing that Yu Qiuyan was injured, Zhuge Feng suddenly became furious.
Yu Qiuyan likes him, and everyone knows it.
Although the two did not have an official object, he had already regarded Yu Qiuyan as his own forbidden body in his heart.
Now that his own woman was injured, he felt like he had been slapped in the face again.
Today, he was repeatedly lost face, which stimulated him a lot, and he couldn't care about it so much at all.
"Edgeworth Flying Immortals."
Zhuge Feng shouted, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, landing right on the Seven Star Sword.
The mana in the body poured into the Seven Star Sword without money.
Suddenly, the seven-star sword turned into a streamer of light and flew straight towards the soldier soul who had injured Yu Qiuyan.
This time, under Zhuge Feng's disregard for losses, the speed of the seven-star sword is quite fast, and the sword is like a meteor, and it really has a trace of flying sword style. oshow7 t1706231537: