"Teacher Rijkaard, what''s the name of this flying Warcraft?" Ling Feng asked modestly. Facing the eighth order Warcraft, except Simon, Basten and fenechel, the rest are idle people. They can''t help if they want to help, so they can only watch.

    "I don''t quite understand this Warcraft. It must be a mutant." Rijkaard shook his head after watching it for a while. Not to mention in the forest of Warcraft, but also in some other places, there are many advanced Warcraft that human beings have never seen.

    Since Rijkaard doesn''t know, it''s estimated that no one here will know. Ling Feng remembers that last time, Rijkaard said that there were few high-level Warcraft that could fly. And it''s especially popular to be a Warcraft pet. After that, Ling Feng always wanted to find a Warcraft pet. How can he find one that can fly. It will be convenient to catch up later.

    The one in front of me is a little smaller. Ling Feng stared at the moth and thought.

    Because of its small size, it is a little bigger than its fist, fast, and its whole body also has strong power. There was no way for Basten and fenechel to take it for a moment.

    Fortunately, over the past few days, there has been a certain tacit understanding between Basten and fenecher. One of them attracts the attention of the moth, constantly fighting hard, consuming the moth''s energy, and the other is waiting for the opportunity. After several failed calculations, the clever fenechel led the moth directly in front of Basten''s attack.

    Basten didn''t disappoint everyone. The big sword clenched in his hands successfully cleaved the moth and flew the moth more than ten meters away at once. If it weren''t for the body of the moth, it would kill it at once.

    Just when everyone thought that the moth would retreat, it flew into the air and made some strange movements. In Ling Feng''s view, it seems that its flight is regularly jumping some rhythm, suddenly up and down, left and right all at once, which looks very awkward.

    Feneichel and Basten looked at the moth ten meters away strangely. They had never seen such a Warcraft. Under such circumstances, ordinary Warcraft either retreats or continues to attack like crazy. Fenechel was even ready for it to attack madly.

    But the strange action of the moth made everyone curious. What on earth does it want to do?

    "No, it''s asking for help. Everybody get out of here." Rijkaard suddenly shouted.

    ask for help? Ling Feng suddenly felt that fighting with Warcraft had become the same as playing with children, but he still had to find help.

    The helper that level 8 Warcraft is looking for will be level 8 at least. Thinking of this, everyone began to feel numb. Now two Warcraft are enough for three star swordsmen to be busy. Another one, maybe the people can still stand off with them, but if there are more, the nine people in this line will explain here.

    After hearing Rijkaard''s reminder, slytherine and Drogba began to quickly retreat to the rest place last night. Rijkaard opened the way, and Gullit followed closely. After all, in addition to the star swordsman who wants to stay here, Rijkaard has the strongest strength.

    Ling Feng wanted to see what kind of Warcraft the moth was looking for, or whether it was one of its kind. In the Warcraft forest, Warcraft that are not of the same kind are difficult to gather together. Even those of the same kind are mostly full of competition. Unless Warcraft itself is a social species.

    "Wind boy, keep up." Gullit looked at Ling Feng and looked at the moth foolishly, and immediately asked him to retreat.

    "OK, I can keep up." Ling Feng put down his curiosity about Warcraft and immediately followed gulit''s retreat.

    And Simon has made a new move.

    Under Simon''s conscious guidance, he gradually broke away from the battle with the golden horned beast. Golden horned beast is also an eighth order Warcraft. It is obviously more anxious than Simon about the behavior of moths calling helpers. Simon may not know what it will attract, but he knows the Golden Horn very well. As soon as Simon was about to shrink back, he immediately turned around and ran away without looking back. Simon was stunned. Was Warcraft too clever or too timid?

    However, a moment later, Simon finally knew how wise the golden horned beast''s choice was.

    In the direction of the moth, Simon has stood with the other two and began to gradually widen the distance from the moth. But behind the moth, a companion of more than a dozen came in a hurry. Their size is basically similar to that of the first moth, and their appearance is similar. They should come from the same population.

    "Damn it, it provoked a group of people." Simon scolded.

    Now the situation is that they must leave here as soon as possible. Otherwise, if you are surrounded by these pestering guys, you really can''t leave it anymore. In the face of a group of eighth order Warcraft, even if it is a wheel battle, the three of them are doomed to die here.

    The eyes of Basten and fenechel also showed anxiety. Fenechel looked at the direction of jecalder''s escape. In terms of time, as long as the three of them don''t lead the moth there, they should be able to reach the rest place last night safely.

    So the three people communicated with each other and finally decided to take action together. Even if there was any accident, they could take care of each other. If three people separate and these moths chase separately, they will die if they meet three or four eighth order Warcraft.

    When the moth army didn''t arrive in front of them, the three suddenly fled quickly to the side.

    The moth, who saw his companion coming, was very happy, but when he saw Basten and others running away, he was naturally very upset and immediately caught up.

    It has to be said that the speed of flying Warcraft is really incomparable to two legged humans. Moreover, they have a slight advantage in strength.

    After not running far, the moths gradually caught up. Then, some moths and fenechel stuck together, and the situation immediately became extremely dangerous. In the fight, Simon was already injured before he fought a few rounds.

    It was when the three moths attacked Simon together. No matter how fast his hand was, no matter how elegant his sword move was, it didn''t work much. Two fists are hard to defeat four hands, not to mention three Warcraft that are faster than him and weaker in strength?

    The wound torn by the electric arc on the left chest was painful. Blood has penetrated the armor outside the body, which is eye-catching. Although Simon can continue to fight, his combat effectiveness will certainly be affected. When Basten, who was closer to him, saw it, he waved back the two moths, turned behind Simon, and the two men dealt with the moths back-to-back.

    In this way, although the three can''t play and retreat again, this is the only way to deal with Simon''s injury.

    On the other side, fenechel performed better than Simon.

    He is the oldest of the three, and his cultivation is a little deeper than Simon and Basten. A few years ago, he had reached the peak of the ninth order star swordsman, but it was not easy to make a breakthrough at this level. Among so many warriors in the mainland, how many have not even reached the Ninth level?

    Fenechel knew that if there was no opportunity, he could only stay at the top of the ninth order in his life.

    Now, there are a lot of eighth order Warcraft in front of him. After seeing the combination of Simon and Basten, he temporarily got out of the passive situation, and the sword in his hand began to sharpen.