Epilogue: The bridal chamber! The bridal chamber! (2)
Stones will not float in mid-air. After Baihu intercepted Yue's ice needle with his rock-hard body, he had no choice but to fall down. Yue finally reappeared, no longer in the air but in the water.
Under his feet, a floating surface had formed on the river surface at some point, not much larger than the space used by his feet, which could just bear his weight.
With a splash, the white tiger plunged into the water like a boulder, causing a splash of water.
When he entered the water, the muscles on his body had turned into warm fur again. He grabbed the two failed silver axes with his two big hands, stepped on the water with both feet, and rushed towards Yue on the water like a dragon.
The White Tiger clan not only possesses great strength, but also possesses very strong water qualities.
Everyone originally thought that this time it was Yue's home field. It was unwise for White Tiger to choose to fight Yue in the water. Only when they saw the huge White Tiger leaping out of the water like a dragon did they finally understand that they had underestimated the strength of the leader of the Tiger Clan.
IQ.
What happened next was beyond all expectations.
Yue didn't know when he had already buckled his belt, and with a soft sound of a machine spring, there was a soft sword sound in his hand.
Life is always full of surprises!
Just like the people in the north of the Yangtze River didn't know about the White Tiger Society, the people in the south of the Yangtze didn't expect that the Yue Society would be a dual cultivator of Xuanwu. Needless to say, even He Lanji raised his eyebrows.
Only Chu Tianjiao could not bear to have microwaves on his face.
The grassland clan is all good at riding and shooting. As a khan, how could he be a weakling with no martial arts skills? When she saw him using a bow in the fish-man palace before, she had already guessed that this guy must be a dual practitioner of black and white martial arts.
But if he didn't say anything, why should she reveal it?!
The long sword is like silk, wrapping around the axe, and wrapping around the palm of the white tiger holding the giant axe, using softness to overcome hardness and softness to overcome steel.
Both sides of the lower reaches.
The battle between the Red Flame Regiment and the Tiger Cavalry crossing the river, and between the Tiger Cavalry and the Demon Cavalry Regiment crossing the river, is still going on.
A tall war horse fully armed, facing a white tiger with sharp claws like blades, a heavy long knife facing a long-handled battle axe, accompanied by the light of the knife and the shadow of the axe, the low neigh of the horse and the deep roar of the tiger, are a pair of cold
His eyes, in this coldness, are particularly appreciative!
The White Tiger Cavalry originally thought that in front of them, the human cavalry was like a piece of delicious food that could only be cut by their sharp claws. However, the strength of these 10,000 Red Flame Cavalry proved that their judgment was wrong.
After the initial casualties caused by contempt, the White Tiger Cavalry finally began to face its enemies.
On the southern bank of Nanchuan, the situation is exactly the opposite.
Thousands of years ago, the demon cavalry that swept across the world thought that the so-called white tiger cavalry was completely vulnerable to them. After the confrontation, they realized that the opponent's mount was as sharp as his own snow wolf, and the opponent's ax
As sharp and sturdy as his own long knife.
The flying hair, the red blood, the sound of claws hitting the fine armor, the collision of sharp teeth... formed a symphony of iron and blood.
There were many injuries, but not many deaths. Just as there was not much difference between Yue and Baihu, the cavalry strength of the two sides was also about the same.
The eyes of Chu Tianjiao, He Lanji, and Bai were more focused on Bai Hu and Yue. All three of them understood that the confrontation between these two people was the key to the war.
Yue naturally understood this. The faster he won, the less casualties he would suffer. After forcing the white tiger back with one sword, he held the sword in his right hand, but his left hand had quickly formed a strange finger shape.