"No!" Mo Ningxun pulled out his sword and stabbed the horse. The horse felt pain and rushed out at high speed, putting some distance between itself and the pursuers.
"Let go, I have a way to deal with them!" Yi Shuihan took out the dagger in his boots. One horse bore the weight of two people. The one who couldn't run fast looked back. Eleven people, eleven horses, forty-four
A horseshoe.
"Don't move, or we'll fall off the horse together!" Mo Ningxun hugged her waist tightly and said harsh words.
Yi Shuihan opened his hand, got off the horse, rolled twice on the snow, stabilized his body, held the dagger tightly, curled his lips coldly, and then glided on the snow like a spiritual snake,
He drew a long trail of snow and charged straight at his pursuers.[
Mo Ningxun's arms were empty, and she held the reins tightly. When she looked back, she was so shocked that all the blood in her body froze.
"Shui Han, come back!" A heart-piercing voice sounded as he raised his sword, immediately turned his horse around, and galloped towards the pursuers.
Baili Wufeng evoked a contemptuous smile. She was really not afraid of death, and she actually dared to kill him single-handedly.
Clatter, clatter, forty-four horse hooves galloped on the snow, as if they were going to crack the ground and flatten the mountains.
Yi Shui smiled coldly, and just as he was facing his pursuers, his body shape suddenly changed, and he dived, almost lying flat on the snow, gliding towards the people at high speed like an eagle.
With a clang, the dagger met the miraculous silver sword. Yi Shuihan had already passed under the windless horse, dodging the hooves of the horses that were flying towards him.
Baili Wufeng didn't expect that she would roll to the ground and plunge into the galloping horses. She was looking for death. A horse's hoof could trample her to death.
Mo Ningxun was frightened by what she saw, her face turned pale, and she couldn't say a word, for fear that the horses that had disturbed the pursuers would step on her.
Yi Shuihan glided under the horse at high speed. The dagger in her hand severely cut the horse's hamstring, and the horse's blood spattered on her body.
With a roar, the war horses suddenly fell to the ground one after another, making a hoarse whine and turning up huge waves of snow. Shisha was thrown off the horse's back and rolled several times on the snow before he stabilized his body.
Screams, screams, whining, and the sound of popping snowflakes can be heard all the time.
When Baili Wufeng tightened the reins and turned around, he turned around and saw the chaos of people and horses. His eyes were immediately filled with cruelty and anger. He had underestimated this woman!
When Yi Shuihan disappeared, Mo Ningxun got off his horse and jumped into the melee. While looking for Yi Shuihan, he raised his knife and started fighting with the enemy.
With a bang, Yi Shuihan jumped out of the snow and faced a windless attack.
"Woman, you are defeated." Baili Wufeng stood on his horse like a king, looking down at Yi Shuihan, still holding her golden fan in his hand.
Yi Shuihan laughed. She was defeated. After looking at the fighting not far away, Mo Ningxun was also trapped. Why did he turn back? What an idiot! Psycho!
"If you capture me, I might not kill you." Baili Wufeng's victorious voice sounded.
"Your voice is as annoying as your person, bitch!" Yi Shuihan mocked, raising the dagger in her hand and opening the silver sword that disgusted her.
"You are looking for death!" Baili Wufeng's voice mixed with anger was as sharp as his cold sword.[