However, although the abilities displayed by these pseudo-Li people have obviously exceeded the expectations of the prince and others, these three people are all arrogant. Their innate arrogance makes them stand in this situation where we are obviously a powerful enemy.
They remained calm under the weak disadvantage, not to mention that they still had the last line of defense that was not activated, which was Xuantian Longma, Xiaobai, and Yinbiao who had been eager to try. [] The three of them firmly believed that even if they were defeated, they would be able to defeat the three of them.
With the power of mounts, it is absolutely easy to escape from the battlefield. Therefore, the three of them knew what was going on and remained calm until now.
At this time, Semu and others had re-arranged themselves into a circular formation. They were moving forward step by step with clanging footsteps. Wherever they passed, they left rows of deep, neat and clear footprints on the grass. There were traces of them.
The real evil spirit squeezed out from all directions, even the white miasma that was floating in the forest like threads was stagnant, slowly sinking, turning into a white carpet, covering the weeds and rocks.
Above. Under the impact of the Qi machine, the prince and others' long hair was flying. Before the opponent's attack started, the three of them already felt some difficulty breathing and chest tightness.
The three of them couldn't bear this huge pressure, so they immediately winked at each other and took action first. The prince stood on the back of the dragon horse, raising the sword with both hands, his face was solemn, and his body was filled with white energy. The long sword was already flashing with electric light; while the moon
Shang placed three feather arrows on the bowstring in succession, and the three dots of blue light on the arrow tips shone dazzlingly. The Qi Ji was pointing at Semu and the two groups of tribesmen around him; Princess Fengyi's face was even more angry,
The full-moon scimitar shimmering with blue light reflects the loneliness and ruthlessness in the eyes, which are like thousands of years of ice. It is like an ice sculpture that has not changed for thousands of years, revealing infinite murderous intent in its silence.
Just when the giant ax of the puppet Li people was about to fall, the prince repeated his old trick and flew up diagonally. The sharp sword light flashed with a white light and slashed towards the waist and abdomen of the enemy in front of him.
; At the same time, Yue Shang and Feng Yi also attacked one after another. Yue Shang let go of his left hand, and three feather arrows came out from the string, just like three blue poisonous snakes that bite people, and the cold breath of death approached his eyes; while Feng Yi
With a slight scolding and a slight wave of his slender hand, the full-moon scimitar sent out a biting chill, drew a graceful arc, flew close to the ground, and slashed towards the enemy's ankle in front of him. These three people were in love with each other and had a clear understanding of each other.
The hearts are connected, and they attack under huge pressure. The yin and yang complement each other, and the coordination is perfect. The prince's technique is Hunyuan, powerful and powerful, and can attack the front. Yue Shang and Feng Yi's techniques are soft and sharp, so they use long range to strike far.
, using offense as defense to block the enemies on both sides. The three of them cooperated tacitly. This attack was both offensive and defensive, and was extremely powerful. However, what the three did not expect was that once these pseudo-Li people became angry and transformed, they would
However, his combat power has become unprecedentedly powerful, and he is no longer as fragile as he was just now.
The sword that the prince struck out with all his strength was as fast as lightning and was not intercepted by the Pseudo-Li tribesmen who were obviously slow in their movements. However, when it hit the first tribesman, the prince had already felt something strange.
.Only a clear sound of gold and iron was heard from the sword blade. Sparks were flying, and the first enemy fell down. However, after the long sword passed by, there was no more power left to hit the second Pseudo-Li clan.
The man's strength was gone and he could no longer be killed. The man shouted loudly and swung the heavy ax in his hand, hitting the crown prince's head with the force of a mountain. The crown prince was in mid-air, avoiding the enemy.
Unable to avoid it, in the critical moment, he put his left hand on the ridge of the sword and struck it forcefully. There was only a loud "ding-dong" sound in his ears, and an unstoppable force surged in. The prince felt his hands numb and his body felt numb.
The projectile flew back like a ball. Although he barely managed to stand still on the dragon's horse's back, his body was already shaking and his face turned pale. The pseudo-Li tribe member was also shaken by the force of the counter-shock. The giant ax rose up. After taking a few steps back, he plopped down.
He fell to the ground. However, the tribesmen around him were pulled by Qi. They each took a step forward and instantly filled the gap that had just appeared. Their giant axes danced and attacked the prince again.
Yue Shang's three feather arrows were indistinguishable from the front and back. As soon as he loosened his fingers, the arrow tip had already reached in front of Se Mu. Before the two tribesmen around Se Mu could react, the sharp arrow tip had already penetrated the throat, and the arrow tip fell to the sky. But Yue Shang fell to the sky.
Shang Ben planned to kill several people with one arrow, but failed to do so. The arrow, which was powerful enough to penetrate gold and stone, only penetrated the throat of the first person, and could not make any further progress. The pseudo-Li people who followed behind
The man was uninjured, stepped over the corpse of his companion, and continued to kill. The arrow in the middle hit Semu directly between his eyebrows, but he saw that Semu was unhurried, and the giant ax in his hand was horizontal, and the broad ax face blocked the door, and the feather arrow shot
On top of the axe, it flew through the ground, but its strength had weakened. Semu reached out to catch it and threw it to the ground with a ferocious smile.
However, the cold air contained in the arrows fired by Yue Shang should not be underestimated. The two tribesmen who had been stabbed in the throat by an arrow earlier were instantly covered with ice, and a layer of gray ice appeared on their exposed skin.
There was a crisp sound when he fell to the ground, and his huge body was already torn into pieces. Semu just threw the feather arrow he caught on the ground, and the giant ax in his hand was also covered with a layer of white ice. The ax surface shook.
The pieces shattered and fell to the ground, and the left hand that had just received the arrow froze. An unbearable cold air instantly penetrated into the meridians, and the dense long hair was immediately covered with a light layer of frost.
Although it was not frozen because there was no blood, one left arm had become stiff and unable to turn properly.
It can be said that this color eye is indeed worthy of the name of the descendant of the God of War Xingtian, with an extremely stoic temperament. Although he was injured by Yue Shang's extremely yin and cold energy, his meridians were like insects and ants, and the numbness and itching at that moment made him
It was like falling into an ice cellar, but he just paused for a moment, then looked up to the sky and roared, straightened his back, shook his arms, and made a heart-wrenching "crack" sound all over his body, and the white frost on his arms suddenly
Pieces slipped.
I saw him reaching out and grabbing a huge ax from the hands of the tribesmen beside him, standing out from the crowd, striding forward, and before Yue Shang's second wave of arrows could even leave the string, he had already grabbed it in front of her, and swung the huge ax
It rises and falls on its head.
Among the three of them, it was Fengyi who caused a lot of trouble to the other party after he took action with his scimitar. A faint blue light was seen passing by the ground, and after a series of crisp sounds, it flew back and fell into Fengyi.
In his hand, the dozen or so Pseudo-Li warriors on the opposite side were unaware of it, and they still charged forward with their axes. As soon as they took a step, they felt that their feet were unstable and they fell to the ground one after another. When these people looked down anxiously, they saw their own feet.
They had been cut off from the ankles, and the cuts were neat. And what was particularly strange was that, without exception, the broken ankles were covered with a layer of ice, and the blood veins had been sealed, but not even a trace of blood had flowed out. These people were anxious.
He was angry again, and when he was eager to get up, he found that his whole body had frozen at this moment, and the last trace of consciousness in his mind quickly disappeared, turning into ice sculptures of different shapes.
However, these pseudo-Li people were ferocious and did not care about the life or death of their companions. The tribesmen behind them still strode forward, trampling the frozen corpses of their companions into pieces, leaving them bloody and messy. They roared and continued to rush forward.
The prince who was the first to take action saw that the situation was not good, and while beckoning the dragon and horse at his feet to take action, he tapped his toes to avoid the attack of the enemy who rushed to him. He turned back and smashed the huge head of a pseudo-Li warrior who rushed behind him.
The sword cuts down.
At this time, Yue Shang and Feng Yi also jumped into the air together. While calling Xiao Bai and Yin Biao to defend themselves against the enemy, they shot out arrows and scimitars. Several people in the crowd fell down in response.
It was not until this moment that the three-headed beasts that had been preparing for a long time showed their power. I saw the golden water waves around the Xuantian dragon and horse, and heard a loud "bang" sound. The puppet Li warriors who rushed forward were as if they were hit by copper.
The wall, the heavy giant ax could not break through this layer of seemingly fragile and transparent water waves. Under the huge force of the shock, the figures retreated one after another, and collided with their companions who were striding behind them. The airtight formation
The situation was immediately in chaos.
Taking advantage of this momentary gap, the prince and others had formed a back-to-back square formation with the three divine beasts to defend against the enemies on all sides. As soon as Xuantian's dragon and horse made waves in the water, he lowered his head, and colored lights burst out from the top corners of his head.
It turned into a huge sickle, and the bright brilliance contained boundless will of death. The Pseudo-Lebanese warriors on the opposite side, whether they had giant axes or those indestructible bodies, encountered this brilliant sickle, and they were invincible.
The unworthy one is invincible and divided into two.
And Yin Biao raised his head to the sky and let out a thunderous tiger roar. A ring of long white hair on his neck suddenly burst out and turned into thousands of silver steel needles, shooting out like a rain of flowers all over the sky. The Pseudo Li people opposite him
The soldiers let out a burst of shrill screams, threw away the giant axes in their hands, covered their eyes with their hands, and became a mess. Then Yin Biao opened his bloody mouth, and a bright white light ball shot out, and a ball of light shot out halfway.
And two, two, and three, in a blink of an eye, they split into hundreds of soybean-sized light spots, which shot into the mouths of the Pseudo-Lebanese soldiers who were just screaming with their mouths open, and exploded violently. A burst of blood mist rose into the sky,
The huge heads of the Pseudo-Lebanese soldiers who had been shouting just now on the opposite side had disappeared, leaving only headless corpses that stood frozen for a while, and then fell to the ground one after another.
Xiao Bai here did it even more neatly, with a hint of casual ridicule flashing in his eyes, and when he opened his mouth, he spit out three balls of Xuanyin True Fire. This Xuanyin True Fire was so powerful,
Even the Hydra, the patron saint of Pseudo-Lebanon, couldn't resist it, let alone these ordinary warriors? The faint blue flames turned into a fire net, which was pervasive and stuck to the flesh. No matter how these warriors fought, they were always there.
It was difficult to extinguish. An unpleasant burning smell rose into the sky. In less than half a stick of incense, more than a hundred soldiers opposite Xiaobai had no bones left and were completely destroyed.
At this time, the prince and other three people had also seen the way, and the three of them took action together. The prince waved his long sword, leaping high and low, leaping like flying, and the sharp sword edge was designed to cut the enemy's neck; Fengyi took turns with both swords.
Attacking, specifically cutting the enemy's ankles; Yue Shang flapped his four wings, shot down from above in mid-air, and fired a barrage of arrows, specifically looking for the enemy's eyes. The three of them attacked together, and their coordination was so wonderful that those fake
The Li soldiers were huge, but they couldn't turn around well. With more than a hundred people crowded in one place, how could they escape? For a moment, the battlefield was filled with blood and flesh, screams shaking the sky, and a mess.
This battle only lasted for an hour from the beginning to the present. More than five hundred Pseudo-Lebanon warriors had already drank blood at the hands of these three people and three beasts. After the clearing gradually fell silent, the forest was full of broken trees.
The mutilation of limbs and arms was truly horrific. Only the first Puppet Li general, Semuwu, was left holding a giant axe, standing in the middle of the open space and looking at the corpses of his companions in a daze...
The breeze in the forest carries the rich aroma of flowers and trees, mixing with the lingering smell of blood in the air. The grass and trees are still prosperous, the wild flowers are still gorgeous, and the silky white miasma is still floating and lush.
The dense forest is still vast, with dragons and horses looking up to the sky and neighing, silver tigers roaring in a low voice, and little white phoenixes singing for nine days. One of the three people on the back is as windy as jade, with a face full of compassion; the two are extremely beautiful, with lonely faces, and the ones standing in the middle have eyes like mourning concubines.
His face was full of sorrow and anger.
Is this scene a fairyland outside the sky? Is it the destruction of hell? Is it salvation? Is it destruction of the world? I am afraid that no one can figure it out except for the creator who lives above the nine heavens.【】