All kinds of red and white things flowed all over the floor, and it looked very bloody.

There is no look in the eyes of the man who controls the horse. In fact, this is also the meaning of the arena.

They can't tolerate the team fighting mode, which has all kinds of advantages, and their people can't win the competition yet.

They are also knocked down on the ground by others. Even if they win this competition and survive, they will be dealt with directly by this arena.

It's better to make a series of actions directly in the duel field, on the contrary, it can make the audience feel more exciting.

After seeing all this, magic mountain also took a deep breath and looked at the tower shield which had just launched the attack in his hand. On the tower shield, there was already a thread of horizontal lines. After all, he did not look like Lin yaoyang. Although Lin yaoyang lost his bone arm, which had greatly increased his strength, he was still so vigorous.

However, the strength of magic mountain and Lin yaoyang is not a little bit poor at all, and they are still holding defensive weapons.

To be able to do all this is actually quite not easy.

The three remaining steeds with war horses turned their heads and rushed towards them.

This time, their eyes are showing a fierce light.

They also know that even if they win the game this time, they will definitely have no good fruit to eat, because up to now, they have already died two people, but there is still no one in the opposite side.

It's such a shame. Don't say anything about rewards. If the leaders in charge of the arena feel unhappy, their heads are very dangerous.

Their anger, too, has its source.

I think that magic mountain and their people are really too uncooperative. If they are obedient and no longer resist, they will die quietly where they are.

They don't mind letting them die more happily, but they have decided to trample these people to death with their horses.

"Dada ~ dada ~ dada ~ dada ~"

the sound of the iron hoof is getting closer and closer, and the expression of magic mountain is becoming more and more dignified.

"Boom

Magic Mountain raised the tower shield in his hands, and a dull attack came from above. The magic mountain stood in place, shaking under his feet.

Magic Mountain leaked out his head hidden behind the tower shield, only to see that the cavalry had already launched a round of sprint and began to run in another direction. They would join together again and begin to plan to organize the next round of attack.

Magic mountain looked to his left, only to see a large pool of blood on the ground, the two people standing beside were dead.

Magic mountain a Leng, the body, where the body.

After a closer look along the bloodstain, we only saw a horse behind the horse's buttocks, dragging two human bodies walking on the ground.

They're not dead yet.

There is still a breath.

Their upper body in the sand all over the long above wanton friction, not a few meters.