In the dim red light, the surrounding Yuejie soldiers' eyes were dull, looking at the crimson war horse standing upright with its mane flying, and the figure slashing down from above.
There is a divine light hidden in the phoenix eyes under the silkworm, which is not angry but powerful.
The dragon knife pressed on the ground, across the ravine that extended, was the poisonous breath of the bird around the smoke, half-kneeling on one knee, holding a wolf fang amulet in both hands, and breathing heavily.
"Well, it's a powerful sword. It's a pity. I have the protection given by the White Wolf God... is it you?!"
Hu Duyan raised his face, his eyes suddenly shrank, and when he looked at the figure on horseback holding a knife, he stopped what he was about to say and his body trembled.
The trembling memory of five years ago came back to me again, just like now, a single man rushed into the camp.
'That person is here...'
'Don't be afraid!'
'Hunxie is timid, but I am different... I am not afraid, the altar of the White Wolf God is here... I will not be defeated... The White Wolf God is still looking at me, yes, this must be a test...'
The fingertips dug into the flesh of the palm, and Hu Duyan took a deep breath between his clenched teeth to drive away the fear in his heart. He straightened up and closed his fist fiercely. He held the wolf fang amulet in his hand.
Light up the Dharma light.
He pointed towards the god on the opposite side who was leaping on his horse and crossing his sword. The light turned into a vertical line and went straight towards the knight on the horse. However, Guan Yu just tilted his head and avoided the magic light. His phoenix eyes were condescending.
Look down on all the power.
"Humph, you are a bastard."
As if the red rabbit had a telepathic connection, its restless iron hooves violently dug away at the ground. The moment it swirled up the mud, it turned into red light and rushed towards the Yuejie Khan Bokuoer who was surrounded and guarded in front of the king's tent.
Siluke
"Go away, sweat!"
The Eagle Feather priest on the guard side smashed the ground with his staff, and a wall of earth rose in front of the guard. This is a common method used by priests to borrow spiritual magic from heaven and earth, and different levels of priests have different methods.
Bakuoer was covered by the guards with shields and retreated into the king's tent. Between two steps, the earth wall rising behind him suddenly flashed with a flash of sword light, sliced ​​diagonally and crashed to the ground, with splashing earth clods hitting the nearby area.
The bodies and faces of the soldiers in the king's tent were all in a state of being turned upside down, rolling on the ground holding their injured parts and wailing.
Almost at the moment when the earthen wall was cut open, Guan Yu, who came with a leaping horse and a sword, stepped on the ground and the barbarian soldiers followed the Yuejie Khan who retreated into the king's tent and struck out with another sword.
The blade fell, and a figure rushed over. The Eagle Feather Priest used all his mana to incite, and the wooden staff in his hand was instantly placed under the falling blade.
It was a 'bang' sound.
The staff broke, and the light exploded from the nodes cut out. The red rabbit and horse stood up and screamed, and at the same time, the eagle-feather priest flew into the air and rolled like a kite with its string broken.
The soldier's body, half of his arms under his robes were severed by the sword energy that just burst out.
Around him, more than a dozen Gray Sheep Priests and Deer Head Priests rushed towards him desperately. They all launched a palm strike, and their magic power converged into one force. Guan Yu had to turn his horse around, retract his sword, and rolled up his robes.
, he accepted the spells one by one, stroked his beard and closed his eyes slightly.
"Rat."
"We have more people, so we can buy the Khan time to leave."
Seeing that it was effective in the crowd, a deer-headed priest shouted loudly, and the spell prepared by another priest was cast. The soldiers in the nearby king's tent were shrouded in magic light, their bodies swelled a little, and their veins bulged. During the movement, the strength and
The speed obviously increased a lot, and they swarmed towards Guan Yu on horseback.
"Relying on the large number of people? Guan has never been afraid of anyone coming."
The blade roared and turned, and the sound of cutting iron echoed with Guan Yu's words, bang bang bang... a series of continuous spear formations, the extraordinary body of the red rabbit ran, and the crazy soldiers rushed towards him, hitting the high speed.
The chest of a galloping war horse, its head instantly fell back and spurted out blood; or it was rubbed by the horse's shoulder and fell to the ground, and the desperate soldiers rushed towards it one by one, and then flew back one after another.
The Qinglong Yanyue waved away with unparalleled power, slashing out waves of air, causing a large amount of blood in the crowd. The gray sheep, the deer head, and another eagle feather priest who came from the divine tent came towards this person.
The soldiers on both sides cast spells one after another, forming an internal and external pincer attack with the surrounding Hu soldiers.
Huduyan was also brewing a spell at this time, chanting quickly, throwing the animal bones on the ground and turning them into bone needles and submerging them into the soil. He passed through the feet of the soldiers at a very fast speed and stabbed the hooves of the horses in an instant.
The rabbit's eyes widened and he roared filial piety.
Guan Yu lowered his gaze and saw that several rays of black light had penetrated into the limbs of Red Rabbit. His eyes suddenly opened angrily, and he raised his hand to strike with a knife. The magic power and the sword energy were whirling around like a storm, and the strong wind visible to the naked eye ripped apart the surrounding areas and surged in.
The bodies, stumps, heads, and flesh of the Hu soldiers were flying in all directions.
The spell that strengthened the soldiers was still spreading among the soldiers. The soldiers gathered in a circle in the distance were panicked. At this time, someone raised his head and shouted: "Heaven!"
However, his voice could only be heard by his colleagues nearby. A dozen people looked at the sky, their hearts in their throats, and saw dozens of golden streams of light flying from the sky, one of which instantly magnified in their eyes.
, with hysterical roars, it crashed down, and several soldiers had no time to react, and were knocked away like monkeys.
The moment the golden light hit the ground, a tall and burly figure rushed into the staggering crowd like a chariot. His long beard stretched, and his thick palm directly grabbed a soldier and used it as a weapon, waving it left and right. With a few steps,
The whole sound was the sound of human bones breaking, like a demon god making a huge roar.
"I am Dianwei!"
boom!
boom!
boom!
At the same time as Dian Wei advanced, the rest of the golden light from the sky poured down like a meteor shower, landing near the intertwined battle groups. Hudu Yan naturally saw it, and hurriedly jumped up. The place he had just occupied was struck by golden light.
, dust filled the air, and when the smoke dispersed, there was another figure on horseback.
Wearing white robes and silver armor, holding a gentian, and sitting on a snow-white war horse, without any words, Zhao Yun directly turned his horse and grabbed a spear and rushed towards Hudu Yan. The latter did not dare to be careless. The power of these gods would never tolerate it.
Looking down on him, he pulled the two soldiers on the left and threw away the spear heads that the other side was stabbing. He turned around and jumped up. With a wave of his hands, he shot out two balls of green smoke. The smoke balls rolled into two ferocious ghost faces and rushed towards Zhao Yun.
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Zhao Yun looked at Hu Duyan who had distanced himself. He raised his hand and shot a young chieftain who was rushing towards him. His whole head was pierced. The moment he put the gun back, he galloped his horse to face the two ghost faces who were rushing towards him.
In an instant, he put away his gun, jumped on his horse, and single-handedly rushed past the soldiers below. He silently rushed between the two ghost faces. He shot one ghost face with his right hand. At the moment when they almost crossed each other, he reached for his waist with his left hand and spread his cloak.
The sword was drawn with a clang, and the horse passed through the faces of the two ghosts. He waved his arms violently, and the sword blade slashed out with magic light.
Zhao Yun held a sword in one hand and a gun in the other, riding on the back of the jade lion. The moment he landed, the two ghost faces behind him plummeted from mid-air, dragging the dissipating smoke.
The surrounding Yuejie soldiers who had not yet been affected by the spell and were going crazy were so frightened that they retreated and did not dare to step forward. They were still watching the opponent's chopping waves chasing Hu Duyan.
Just as Zhao Yun killed the two ghosts, dozens of other golden lights fell to the ground one after another, hitting like cannonballs. On the side of the besieged Guan Yu, three figures fell to the left and right!
Zhang Fei, Qin Qiong, and Yuchi Gong stood side by side brandishing their weapons.
next moment.
In the sight of the surrounding barbarians, four people suddenly rose up from the ground on horseback, transforming into four-foot-long outlines holding green dragons, snake spears, double brass maces, and dark iron whips. Their robes and armor were scattered.
The divine light, the fairy belt fluttering, and the half-foot-long smoke and dust kicked up were like gods in the fog looking down at the barbarians below.
Bokuor ran up to the attic and wanted to take the beautiful concubine away, but he happened to meet four eyes outside the window, and then, the dull sound of footsteps approached.
Zhang Fei raised his hand and broke through the window, reached directly into the room, and held Bakuor in the palm of his hand.