Marcos brought a bloody whirlwind and penetrated through the queue of the horned warriors. He roared loudly, waved his giant axe with both hands and slashed it, and seven or eight horned warriors were split into two pieces by his big axe.

Ivan was a little bit cunning. After he slashed several horn warriors with an axe, Marcos rushed in front. He stomped his feet hard, and a silver-blue ice ring gushed out from under his feet. The cold air around him suddenly became enormous. The cold air visible to the naked eye was like chains, quickly wrapped around the horn warriors.

A large amount of thin ice appeared on these horn warriors, and their movements suddenly became much slower than usual.

Several of the strongest horn warriors made sharp screams, which were a bit like a wolf howl, but more like the whine of a mad dog when he was chased and beaten.

With their howlings, the sharp corners on the heads of the remaining eighty horn warriors spewed out red flames at the same time. Red magic patterns on their bodies lit up, and they instantly wrapped around their bodies.

At their feet, large red light patterns flashed, and the light patterns at the feet of more than 80 horned warriors were entangled with each other, forming a giant magic pattern halo with a diameter of more than a thousand feet.

With the sound of "huh" and within the coverage of this magic-patterned halo, strands of red high-temperature flames rose.

The air was filled with pungent scent of sulfur and rotten meat. Big Ivan shook his body and groaned. Two blood gushed out of his nostrils like a stream.

The ice ring under his feet was suppressed by the huge fire ring, and the huge pressure directly acted on his body and soul. The Great Ivan suffered heavy damage in an instant.

"It doesn't make sense, you are just... level 5!" Big Ivan wiped the blood from his nose and roared in anger.

The strongest aura of these horn warriors is just about the peak of the fifth-level swamp shadow wolf in the Delun Empire.

There is a huge gap between the sixth level and the fifth level. The promotion from the fifth level to the sixth level is a leap in the evolution of life, and its combat power has increased by leaps and bounds. From a common sense, even if hundreds of fifth level teams are joined together, it is difficult to pose a substantial threat to a sixth level, especially a mutated senior sixth level like Da Yifan on the battlefield.

However, these horn warriors joined forces to suppress Ivan.

A Hydra Secret Guard standing next to Joe said in a deep voice: "This is the innate ability of the abyss creatures... The strange energy contained in their bloodlines is born stronger than us humans!"

Qiao stared at these Hydra Secret Guards: "Follow me and kill them!"

The huge magic pattern aura was flashing, and the high-temperature flames were burning on the ground. The black pine forest within a thousand feet had already ignited a raging fire, and the temperature around it was rising straight.

Many of the Imperial Knights within this range have been burned by flames, and the air is filled with a pungent smell of burnt flesh.

The third-level and fourth-level imperial knights were unable to withstand the range attack of this huge magic-patterned halo.

Even the knight leaders with level 5 strength were burned by flames, and their clothes and hair were burning. They just held the knight's sword tightly out of the honor of the noble knights, enduring the pain and guarding the battle position.

Qiao ordered the low-level knights to retreat quickly, and then asked several Hydra secret guards to take action at the same time to kill these difficult and terrifying horn warriors.

The six Hydra Secret Guards did not follow Joe's order this time, and they just looked at the distance in the jungle very seriously.

Qiao was stunned for a moment, and then he quickly followed the eyes of these Hydra Secret Guards.

The short and cruel battle just now, the air was filled with scarlet evil aura, and Qiao's attention was all focused on these horn warriors, and he didn't notice further away for a while.

Looking at it, in the crimson view, in the dense forest in the distance, Qiao saw three scarlet figures.

Their aura is much stronger than these horn warriors!

What surprised Qiao was that these three guys clearly had a strong scarlet evil spirit lingering on them, proving that they were full of malice towards Qiao and the Imperial Knights around Qiao.

However, the evil spirit on their bodies did not spread outward, but tightly wrapped around their bodies.

This means...

Qiao had a few thoughts in his mind. These three guys were able to control their murderous intent, control all their emotions, and control their breath very well.

Very terrible control.

The control of oneself has reached the level of being free of leakage.

Such people are very suitable for being assassins.

Joe muttered in his heart.

At least, he saw these three guys through the crimson vision, and the Hydra Secret Guards beside him, just by looking at their unfocused eyes, they knew that these Hydra Secret Guards did not really discover the existence of these three guys.

In other words, these Hydra Secret Guards just judged that there should be more powerful guys over there, and they did not really, "discover" or "see" these three guys.

"Is there any problem?" Qiao took a step forward and then retracted.

Marcos, Ivan, faced him head-on with dozens of fifth-level knights and horned warriors.

After forming this strange battle formation and connecting the innate powers into one, the actions of the horned warriors became much slower. At least, they could not get out of the unpredictable snake-shaped trajectory like they had crazy assaults before.

The speed of the battle formation is definitely not comparable to that of the individuals who form the battle formation.

Therefore, after the low-level knights evacuated the area covered by the red magic pattern halo, the soldiers who had retreated far away set up large-caliber high-speed machine guns on the avenue.

At the same time, the ancient demon puppet on the load truck had also slowly left the vehicle with the help of the knights.

The tracks on their lower bodies made deep marks on the avenue. Like the soldiers who were in charge of intercepting before, they lined up on the avenue, forming a three-row volley formation in front and back.

The arms of the ancient demon puppets slowly flattened, and the cannon barrels on their arms began to flash a faint light.

The roar of the high-speed machine gun sounded again.

This time, the soldiers set up twelve high-speed machine guns, and twelve fire chains roared out, rubbing the bodies of Ivan and others, and whipping hard at the horn warriors who formed the battle formation.

The red magic pattern aura flashed, and after the horned warriors formed a battle formation, inexplicable energy filled their bodies.

Their skin and muscles became much harder. When the large-diameter bullet hit them, they could only make a crisp sound of "slap". When the bullet hit their muscles more than two inches deep, they were forced out by the powerful and rapidly squirming muscles.

Marcos, Ivan, the Great, yelled at the battle with a group of fifth-level knights and the Horned Warriors.

The horned warriors waved their sharp and hard claws, and collided with Marcos and their weapons head-on. With the harsh sound of gold and iron rubbing, large pieces of sparks flew everywhere. In addition to the big axe in Marcos's hand, the axe of Ivan, and the knight swords of other knights, they were torn apart, and the clear cracks were torn apart.

The horn warriors smiled strangely. They seemed rude and barbaric, but in fact they were extremely smart and treacherous.

Although the high-speed machine guns set up by the soldiers could only pose a small threat to them now, they still hid their bodies behind Marcos, Ivan and others.

It is difficult to find the shooting angle of twelve high-speed machine guns, and the machine gunners can only shoot intermittently. Amid the sound of "bang bang, bang bang", three or five scattered bullets flew out, and they could no longer pose any threat to these horn warriors.

Qiao looked back.

Thirty-six ancient demon puppets have already been in place.

But because of the war between the two sides, the ancient demon puppets had no chance to attack.

Qiao patted his head gently and muttered in a low voice: "Damn it, if only Ivan of the Great, I wouldn't mind a volley!"

Several Hydra Secret Guards looked at Joe at the same time, and one of them said in a deep voice: "Major, this is an elite hunting team of the Abyss Horn Clan... No matter how they came to Medland, there must be more advanced aliens among them with an elite team of more than 100 people."

A loud roar came, and a dark yellow light suddenly burst out from Marcos' axe.

The power of his axe slashing downward soared several times instantly.

Several horn warriors who were facing Marcos screamed at the same time, and were slashed by Marcos' axe soaring power, and vomited blood and flew out.

The warriors of the horn tribe made crazy howls at the same time, and the huge magic-patterned halo on the ground suddenly contracted inward, and the rising flames also dimmed a lot.

Marcos raised his axe, slapped his chest with his left hand, and shouted loudly at the panic-looking horn warriors in front of him: "You incompetent wild dogs..."

"Humans, you cannot insult the noble horn tribe like this."

A strange tone and a strong accent came from the dense forest in the distance.

In Qiao's crimson vision, the three figures finally moved. And as soon as they moved, they instantly passed through a large dense forest from most inside and outside, and rushed to the battlefield.

What an amazing speed that was.

Even Marcos and Ivan the Great, they had only barely enough time to defend instinctively.

They put the axe across their chests, and then they were hit hard with both of them at the same time.

There were two loud noises in ‘Dangdang’.

A clear, about seven or eight-slight deep punch left on Marcos' axe. The terrifying impact force hit. Marcos took two steps back, knocking the two knights behind him to vomit blood and fall to the ground.

The axe of Ivan was directly knocked into iron residue by a punch, and the heavy punch hit his chest hard. The thick muscles on Ivan's chest were deeply sunk. At the position of his fist, the muscles were rolling violently. The loud noise of the ribs being violently interrupted from the chest came from Ivan's chest. He groaned and flew backwards by a punch.

"Get back!" Qiao roared loudly.
Chapter completed!