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Chapter 442: Wushuang’s secret! (5)
In mid-air, arrows rained like rain.
Wushuang turned his face on horseback. His face, which usually had a lazy and carefree expression, was now full of anger and solemnity.
He raised his right hand, his index and middle fingers tightly intertwined in one place, like a sword or a pen.
On the two fingers, gold glitters, and the sleeves of the robe are wide and puffy in the wind.
The first stroke, from left to right, is horizontal!
As he drew lightly, a golden stroke as tall as a person took shape in the night sky, like a translucent golden vine, cutting through the night, cutting through the cold light, and welcoming the rain of arrows in the sky.
Crack, crackle!
The golden light was like a piece of sharp steel, the wooden arrow shaft was broken inch by inch, turning into fine wood chips, and the metal arrowheads that had lost their arrow bodies were scattered in all directions.
"Reiner the horse!"
The cavalry leader's expression changed drastically and he shouted an order.
The cavalry hurriedly reined in their horses, but a few of them rushed too fast and could not hold back their hooves. They rushed directly into the golden light. Suddenly, as if being cut by countless sharp blades, the horse's body broke into pieces of flesh and blood.
A cavalryman saw his hands cut off at the wrists. He screamed in fright and fainted on the spot. He fell from the horse with half of his body missing. The red tassel floating on his helmet flashed through the golden light and was immediately cut into tiny pieces.
The red velvet slowly flew away.
The war horse neighed in fear, watching his companion and his companion's war horse turn into pieces of flesh, and the face of the cavalryman who reined in the horse also showed an expression of infinite horror.
Through the golden light, everyone watched Wushuang fight away on horseback, and everyone was so shocked that no one even gasped loudly.
After a long time, the golden brush strokes in mid-air finally slowly dissipated.
The night wind continued to blow without any hindrance, sending the strong smell of blood to everyone's nose.
"Who is he?!" a cavalry lieutenant asked in a trembling voice.
"Intentional One!" The cavalry leader's voice was filled with heart palpitations, "That's the intention of a pen, a stroke that cuts heaven and earth, a top-grade Intentional One in the Golden Realm, it's really... terrifying!"
"General!" Two cavalrymen dragged Zhao Hu's body over. "This man seems to be from the Changfeng Escort Bureau!"
"What now?" the cavalry lieutenant asked softly.
"I will take everyone to continue to Baixue Town. You will return to the city immediately to inform the prince of the matter and let the prince respond as soon as possible!" The cavalry leader glanced at the corpse on the ground, frowned and looked at the two parties who were leaving Wushuang, "This Prime Minister Xiao, there is actually someone beside him.
There is such a master!"
"Such a powerful willer, we..." The deputy general said halfway when he suddenly realized that he had made a mistake and hurriedly tightened his lips.
The cavalry leader turned his eyes angrily and glared at him angrily, "Go quickly!"
"Yes!" The deputy general shook his body, turned around quickly, and ran towards Yancheng.
The cavalry leader took a breath, and his face finally returned to calm, "Treat the injured immediately, and bury the others on the spot!"
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Beside the forest of all kinds of animals.
Several snow wolves ran out of the forest like wind and stopped when Xiao Yao shouted.
The journey from Tiangang Temple went very smoothly. After crossing the March River, they didn't even encounter the escort team capturing the mysterious beasts in the forest. Everything was so smooth and peaceful, which was really abnormal.
After getting up and getting off the sled, Xiao Yuan glanced far away in the direction of Baixue Town and frowned slightly.
Her intuition told her that the matter was not simple. She turned around and walked to the edge of the sled, carefully lifted the thin quilt from Si Wuxie's body, and felt his pulse. Xiao Yao breathed a sigh of relief. Si Wuxie was still in a coma. His pulse condition
Still powerless, but fortunately, although it has not improved, it has not developed in a bad direction.