Rebirth of a Cute Kid's Parallel World Adventures

Chapter 162 Defending Our Homeland 5

At this moment, the enemy was completely bound by Wang Rong's binding spell, unable to move.

He could only watch helplessly as Wang Guang's small sword pierced towards him with deadly cold light.

Under Wang Guang's fierce attacks, the enemies fell to the ground screaming in agony, their groans echoing across the battlefield.

Wang Rong and Wang Guang, this brother and sister duo, complement each other perfectly.

A clever use of magic to control the enemy's movements.

The other launched an attack precisely; their battle...

The method was so natural and flawless that it drew admiration from onlookers.

On the other side, cousin Wang Ming and cousin Luo Peng joined hands to fight the enemy.

The two had cultivated a unique cooperative spell. At this moment, they chanted incantations simultaneously, their voices deep and solemn, their hands quickly forming hand seals, their movements perfectly synchronized, their expressions as serious as statues.

In an instant, a dazzling light shot out from their hands, gradually condensing in mid-air and transforming into a giant bird.

The bird radiated a dazzling golden light, as if the sun had descended to earth.

It raised its head and cried out, its voice resounding through the sky, charging fiercely towards the enemy with an indomitable spirit.

Upon seeing this, the enemies panicked and hurriedly used their respective spells to defend themselves.

Some enemies pushed their hands forward with all their might, and a pitch-black barrier instantly appeared in front of them, attempting to block the impact of the birds.

Some enemies chanted incantations and summoned a raging fire, the flames soaring into the sky, attempting to burn the birds to ashes.

However, the bird formed from magic was far too powerful.

It slammed its head hard into the black barrier.

With a loud bang, the barrier shattered instantly, turning into countless black fragments that drifted in the air like black snowflakes.

Immediately afterwards, the bird flew through the raging flames as if it were in an empty field, its feathers completely undamaged, and continued to charge aggressively towards the enemy.

The enemy was scattered and staggered by the birds. Some were even thrown several meters away.

Like a kite with a broken string, it crashed heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Some enemies were gripped tightly by the birds' sharp claws, struggling desperately in the air and emitting pitiful cries that sent chills down one's spine.

In the blink of an eye, the enemy's carefully laid defenses were breached, and they were utterly routed.

Seeing that the enemy was powerless to resist, the older and younger cousins ​​slowly withdrew their magic, exchanged a smile, and their eyes were full of relief and pride.

Looking at Wang Xia again, she was dressed in a pure white dress, holding a soft sword, and dancing lightly, like a fairy dancing gracefully.

Her movements were fluid and natural, executed in one go. The soft sword seemed to come alive in her hands, like a nimble snake, gleaming with a cold, icy light.

With each swing, the soft sword traced graceful arcs through the air, creating gusts of sharp wind that sent chills down one's spine.

The mother stood quietly to the side, tightly gripping the magical weapon that resembled a kitchen knife, her eyes intently watching Wang Xia's every move.

She exuded an aura of unwavering composure, as if no danger could shake her in the slightest.

As Wang Xia danced, the trajectory of her soft sword in the air echoed the magic weapon in her mother's hand, as if an invisible tacit understanding flowed between them.

Wang Xia seized the opportunity, spotted an enemy, and thrust her sword forward. The enemy, seeing this, quickly raised his sword to defend.

At this critical moment, Mother seized the opportunity and shouted, her voice echoing across the battlefield.

With a flick of her arm, she threw the kitchen knife magic weapon out.

The cleaver spun like a black lightning bolt, flying rapidly toward the enemy.

The enemy never expected this sudden move. Unable to dodge in time, a loud "bang" was heard as the cleaver slammed heavily onto his shoulder.

The enemy let out a painful howl, his body swaying violently, almost losing his balance.

Wang Xia and her mother worked together seamlessly, each movement perfectly timed and linked together in perfect harmony, leaving onlookers in awe of their level of coordination.

The air around them seemed to tremble slightly, as if applauding their bravery, influenced by their powerful aura.

At that moment, the whole world seemed to fall silent, leaving only their two figures shining brightly in the sunlight.

The three brothers, Da Niu, Er Niu, and San Niu, had previously been diligently training in physical techniques under the guidance of the dragon child.

After a long period of unremitting efforts, they finally developed bodies of steel and became fearsome masters on the 'continent'.

Especially the eldest brother, Da Niu, who possesses immense strength. With a single swing of his arms, he can easily lift a boulder weighing thousands of pounds. His tremendous power is truly astonishing.

The three brothers cooperated seamlessly, and their fighting style was exquisite.

In this fierce battle, Erniu was agile and moved as lightly and nimbly as a swallow, his speed was simply astonishing.

He often used his agility to move like a ghost among the enemies, launching surprise attacks when they were completely unaware.

Look, Erniu appeared on the enemy's left side like a ghost, and taking advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness, he suddenly punched the enemy in the waist.

The enemy immediately bent over in pain and screamed, his face showing a look of agony.

In the blink of an eye, Erniu appeared on the enemy's right side like a phantom, and kicked the enemy's leg hard.

The enemy had no time to react and was kicked to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Erniu weaved through the enemy ranks as if they were nothing, easily taking down several enemies in the blink of an eye.

San Niu, wielding a longsword, engaged in a fierce close-quarters battle with the enemy.

His swordsmanship was fierce and swift, like a sudden storm that left people breathless.

Each sword strike contained immense power, seemingly capable of instantly tearing apart the enemy's defenses.

An enemy brandishing a large sword charged menacingly towards San Niu. San Niu, however, remained calm and composed, his eyes clear, and with a swift sidestep, easily dodged the enemy's attack.

Immediately afterwards, he thrust his longsword forward and accurately pierced the enemy's shoulder.

The enemy, in pain, forcefully drew his sword. San Niu seized the opportunity and kicked the enemy hard in the chest.

With a loud "bang," the enemy was kicked and flew several meters backward, crashing heavily to the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

With everyone working together, the enemy was quickly routed, fleeing in disarray and with no choice but to run away in panic.

Some enemies were so terrified they didn't even bother to pick up their fallen helmets, and ran desperately out of the village.

He ran while shouting at the top of his lungs, "Run! This village is terrifying!"

Some of the enemy was so terrified by the "mainland" that they collapsed to the ground, raising their hands high and shouting repeatedly, "Stop fighting! We surrender!"

But when the battle ended, the leader of the evil sect had vanished! Everyone recalled that it seemed as if he had disappeared as soon as the fight began!

That cunning fellow, seeing that his own people couldn't win, has probably already secretly returned to the fantasy 'continent'!