The best ring

"Charge!" The target of the demon cavalry was still the carriage that left in front. As for those blocking the road, they did not want to get too entangled.

This was also the reason why Wu Fan chose to stay alone instead of secretly summoning as before. It was still easy for the cavalry to get rid of the entanglement of the infantry, especially when there was speed and the number of infantry was not large.

Wu Fan chose to stay because he wanted to personally command the people he summoned to intercept the demon cavalry.

"It's not that easy to rush over!" Wu Fan said to himself.

Then, Wu Fan asked the rebel soldiers to stand in the front and act as meat shields, while the Royal Guards soldiers were waiting in the rear of the rebel soldiers.

Obviously, Wu Fan did this to sacrifice the rebel soldiers and use their sacrifice to reduce the speed of the demon cavalry. Once the speed of the cavalry slowed down, the threat would be much smaller.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The distance of 50 meters was not too far for the running cavalry. Soon the demon cavalry rushed to Wu Fan and his men. The rebel soldiers used their bodies to block the impact of the demon cavalry. However, the demon cavalry's momentum was indeed very strong. Many rebel soldiers were directly knocked away, and some were directly killed.

"Hold steady, don't retreat!" Wu Fan ordered loudly, while bending his bow and shooting an arrow, shooting a demon cavalry off his horse.

The rebel soldiers vowed to never retreat. After paying a great price, they finally slowed down the speed of the demon cavalry. However, because the momentum of these demon cavalry was very strong just now, even if the speed was reduced, they continued to rush forward.

"Go!"

Faced with this situation, Wu Fan did not hesitate to let the imperial guards go up. These imperial guards were stronger than the rebels and had more complete equipment. With their strenuous resistance, they finally completely intercepted the demon cavalry.

"Since you want to die, I'll grant your wish!" The leading demon general chopped down a rebel soldier next to him with a knife and said coldly: "Kill them all!"

Although they lost the momentum of the cavalry, he still believed that with the bravery of their demon warriors, it would not be difficult to kill these fools who dared to block the road.

"Dang!"

Wu Fan blocked a demon cavalryman who chopped at him with a sword, then jumped on the spot and kicked the opponent off the horse.

Wu Fan did not continue to chase this demon cavalryman. After blocking the attacks of several other demon cavalrymen, he killed the leader of these demon cavalrymen.

Kurza: Demon warrior, position: centurion, strength: late stage of transformation, brave, strong in both riding and foot.

The information obtained by the identification technique this time is very limited, because the opponent's strength is much greater than Wu Fangu.

The demon warriors summoned by Wu Fan using the summoning token were strengthened by the summoning token and were at the early stage of the transformation realm. The ordinary demon warriors in this time and space could not reach the transformation realm. Those who could enter the transformation realm were basically generals. Of course, this centurion should only be a middle-lower commander in the demon army.

Unfortunately, Wu Fan's demon warriors were delayed, and the summoning time was not short. They could not come here to help Wu Fan. Wu Fan wanted to solve the current dilemma, so he could only rely on himself.

"Looking for death!"

Seeing Wu Fan actually attacking him, Kurza narrowed his eyes, and two sharp rays of light shot out from his eyes. He repelled a soldier of the Royal Guards with a knife, and turned around to kill Wu Fan.

"Dang!"

The knife and the sword collided with each other, without any fancy, just a competition of strength. After the collision, Wu Fan and Kurza almost kicked each other at the same time.

"Bang!"

The two of them took a few steps back at the same time. Wu Fan obviously had to retreat more. His chest was stuffy and his breathing was a little difficult. Among all his attributes, strength was the most powerful. He had defeated many people with strength alone before, but this time, he did not gain any advantage in the competition of strength. The opponent's strength was not weak to begin with, and his realm was more than one level higher than his. In the competition, he suffered some losses.

Kurza looked at Wu Fan with more dangerous and aggressive eyes, like a beast.

"Hah!"

Kurza obviously did not want to give Wu Fan a chance to breathe and recover. He shouted and rushed towards Wu Fan again.

Wu Fan raised his sword and went up. After knowing that his strength was not dominant, Wu Fan did not choose to fight with the opponent, but used his Yanqing technique to deal with the opponent.

The effect of Yan Qing Shu has always been very strong, but Wu Fan used to use his own strength to solve the opponent and rarely used Yan Qing Shu. Now he fully exerted the Yan Qing Shu skills, so that Wu Fan would not fall into the disadvantage when facing Kurza, who was more than one level higher than him.

Kurza was very strong, stronger than Wu Fan, there was no doubt about that, but he took a tough path, with great strength, and each strike contained a strong momentum and oppression, but he was not without weaknesses, and speed was his weakness.

A fierce general like Kurza was very powerful on the battlefield. After all, there were people everywhere. He didn't have to spend a lot of effort to find opponents, and could use his might to kill the enemy at will.

However, one-on-one, especially when facing agile people, his slow speed weakness would be magnified. It would be useless if he had strength but couldn't cut anyone.

"Don't hide if you dare!" Kurza glared at Wu Fan.

"Come and kill me if you dare!" Wu Fan stood about five meters away from Kurza, with a relaxed look on his face.

"Ah! I'm going to kill you! Kill you!" Kurza raised his head and roared, waving the big knife in his hand and slashing at Wu Fan.

Wu Fan was not panicked. After the fight just now, he had gradually become familiar with Kurza's offensive routines and could handle it with ease.

"Swish!"

When Kurza's big knife slashed in front of Wu Fan, Wu Fan jumped easily and landed steadily on Kurza's big knife. Then, he stepped lightly and actually took two steps on Kurza's big knife.

"Bang!"

Wu Fan walked to the end of the big knife and kicked Kurza's jaw. Kurza screamed, his head tilted back, and a mouthful of blood mist spurted out of his mouth. He took two steps back involuntarily. However, in the process of retreating, his big knife slashed several times again, trying to kill Wu Fan. However, after Wu Fan kicked him, he had already jumped back, and he could only slash the air in vain.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" After standing still, Kurza roared like a beast. He glared at Wu Fan, his eyes were bloodshot, and he kept gasping for breath.