"No!" Mo Ningxun drew his sword and stabbed the horse. The horse was in pain and rushed out quickly, leaving a distance between him and the pursuers.
"Let go, I have a way to solve them!" Yi Shuihan pulled out the dagger in his boots. A horse was under the weight of two people. He couldn't run fast. He looked back and saw eleven people, eleven horses, forty-four people, forty-four people.
A horse's hoof.
"Don't move, or we will fall off the horse together!" Mo Ningxun tightly wrapped around her waist and threw down his harsh words.
Yi Shui Han Ban opened his hand, flipped off his horse, rolled twice on the snow, stabilized his body, held his sword tightly, curled his lips coldly, and then glided on the snow like a serpent.
A long snow mark was drawn and he rushed towards the pursuers.[
Mo Ningxun's arms were empty, he held the reins tightly, and when he looked back, he was shocked, and the blood in his body was frozen.
"Shui Han, come back!" A thrilling voice like a heart-wrenching horror, raised his sword and immediately turned his head, and ran towards the pursuers.
Baili Wufeng smiled contemptuously. A woman who is not afraid of death dared to come alone.
Dada, forty-four horse hooves rushing on the snow, as if they were about to break the ground and flatten the mountains.
Yi Shui smiled coldly, and as he met the pursuers, his body suddenly changed and he swept, and he lay almost flat on the snow, gliding towards the human race like a hawk.
With a clang, the short sword faced the magical silver sword. Yi Shuihan had already brushed under the horse that was 100 miles away from the horse's hooves that were flying in.
Baili Wufeng unexpectedly, she would roll onto the ground and plunge into the running horses, which was simply seeking death. A horse's hoof was enough to trample her to death.
Mo Ningxun was frightened and his face turned pale. He couldn't say a word, for fear that the war horse that disturbed the pursuers would step on her.
Yi Shuihan glided under the horse at a very fast speed, and the dagger in his hand cut off the tendons of the horse, and the horse's blood splattered on her body.
After huh huh, the war horses suddenly fell to the ground one after another, making hoarse whine sounds, and huge snow waves were thrown out of the horse's back. They rolled around the snow for several times before stabilizing their bodies.
Waves, people are rushing, snow waves are rolling, screams, whine, and the sound of snowflakes bursting are endless.
When Baili Wufeng tightened the reins and turned around, he immediately saw a mess of people and horses. His eyes immediately became stained with desolation and anger. He underestimated this woman!
After Yi Shuihan's figure disappeared, Mo Ningxun rolled off his horse and entered the melee. While looking for Yi Shuihan, he raised his sword and fought with the enemy.
With a bang, Yi Shuihan rushed out of the snow and ushered in the offensive of Baili Wufeng.
"Woman, you are defeated." Baili Wufeng looked down at Yi Shuihan with her golden fan in his hand.
Yi Shuihan smiled and said, "She was defeated." After looking at the battle not far away, Mo Ningxun was also trapped. Why did he turn back? Dead idiot! A lunatic!
"If you surrender, I might not kill you." Baili Wufeng's victory voice sounded.
"Your voice is as annoying as yours, a slutty man!" Yi Shuihan laughed, raising the short sword in his hand to open the silver sword that made her disgusted.
"You are looking for death!" Baili Wufeng's voice mixed with anger was as sharp as his cold sword.[