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Chapter 3080 Flying Fox Column

The sunlight reflected on the ground through the branches and leaves, forming a mottled golden color. The young man on horseback frowned and thought, thinking of the Prime Minister's reply. The Imperial Envoy had already come to the front line, preparing to investigate the victory at Shayu Town.

Then will you still work as a swordsman for the Pan family and his son?

The key is that we don't know the specific number of the Chu army that will be intercepted this time. Based on external experience, it is estimated that the strength is at least several times that of the cavalry battalion he leads. If it is really the same as moths flying into the flame, I don't know what to do.

Damn it, in that case, why not just disobey your orders????

This place is far away from Tulong Ridge and belongs to a safe zone. Qiu Yu simply ordered a group of cavalry to dismount and rest. This move made people confused. The officers and soldiers secretly thought, what is going on? This is not Mr. Qian’s style at all. Before

Several battles in the past have required them to march quickly and adopt lightning tactics, but now they are taking their time and seem very passive.

Even so, the officers and soldiers were very convinced of Master Qian. It was precisely because of Qiu Yu's great ability that he was able to lead them through difficulties again and again, defeating more with less, otherwise they would have been wiped out by the enemy long ago.

Hundreds of people dismounted to rest. Ouyang Lun saw the signs and asked in a low voice: "Don't you want to carry out the mission?"

Qiu Yu nodded and said bitterly: "Yes, the Pan family and his son must have bad intentions. They want to put us in danger. Why should we go there and die."

Regarding this, Ouyang Lun had already guessed it, but he was also worried, "But the military orders are overwhelming. If they pursue us, we will not be able to escape responsibility. This just gives the father and son the opportunity to deal with us."

Gritting his teeth fiercely, Qiu Yu said in a deep voice: "Let's take it one step at a time. It's important to preserve our strength first. Recently, the imperial court sent an imperial envoy here. Maybe our destiny can turn around."

Ouyang Lun's eyes lit up, full of expectation, "I hope so."

It was rare for the officers and soldiers of the cavalry battalion to be so free and resting in the woods. Some people were quite emotional for a while. Thousands of people came out and experienced several battles. Each time, the enemy was in large numbers and the fighting was very dangerous.

So far, almost half of them have been lost, and there are still 600 people left.

"Hey, what is that?" Someone noticed something unusual in the sky and pointed at it.

Everyone also noticed it, stood up and looked over, and saw two people flying in the air with weapons. They were afraid of them because they were powerful men. They quickly prepared for battle. Some people drew their bows and aimed arrows in the air.

, waiting for Mr. Qian’s instructions.

A smile appeared on Qiu Yu's face, and he ordered: "Don't be nervous, we are all our own people, my two bodyguards are here."

The officers and soldiers were surprised. They didn't expect Mr. Qian to be so awesome. Even the bodyguards were in the realm of strong men. They quickly put away their weapons, and their curious eyes fell on the two of them, but they saw that the other's head was different from that of ordinary people, and they were each a dog's head.

And the pig head, very ugly and vicious.

The visitors were Taoist Qingfeng and Monk Luzhu. They left the capital before and wandered around. Now they received a letter from Qiu Yu from the Demon Lord, asking them to come here to escort them. So they followed the Demon Lord and flew over. They saw their master waving from below.

Overjoyed, he swooped down and landed lightly in the woods.

Seeing the two coming over, Qiu Yu felt more confident, and the officers and soldiers were in awe of them. After all, the cultivation level of a pair of orcs was really high.

Regardless of the so-called mission, the cavalry battalion was hidden in the woods. They thought they could avoid danger, but there were always people trying to plot against them, and the nightmare began again.

At dusk, the setting sun reflected the rosy clouds on the horizon. More than twenty flying monsters appeared in the sky on the west side, moving very fast, as terrifying as fighter planes.

The visitor is Pan Yanzhao's private army, called the Flying Fox Column, which consists of twenty-three cultivators. They are powerful and ruthless and will not appear on weekdays. They specialize in carrying out special tasks such as assassinations. Now in order to deal with Qiu Yu and others, they

Came over.

He is a cultivator who seems to be over a hundred years old. His thin body is covered with a green robe, and he is riding a giant purple-gold eagle. It is a second-grade flying magic beast, exuding a metallic light. He is the captain Li Renzhao, and he is also the one with the highest cultivation level.

, holding a Nine Flame Skeleton Sword in his hand.

The knife is red, with a skull carved on the handle. It is lifelike. It has been used by the old guy for many years. Now there is a cold light in his eyes, looking down at the people in the open space, snoring in his heart, I finally found you!

The ones following behind were almost all first-order flying monsters, which were really weird. The man riding on them had a fierce light in his eyes, and he was quite imposing.

There are only twenty people in the Flying Fox Column, but it would be too arrogant to shoulder the important task of annihilating the cavalry battalion. After all, there is a huge gap in the number of people between the two sides, making it difficult to be effective.

However, in the eyes of Pan Yanzhao, the commander-in-chief of the West Route Army, this team is extremely powerful and can wipe out a thousand officers and soldiers. Because the overall strength is extremely high, the weakest members are also in the early stages of building a platform, and among them are three people in the Fusion Realm.

Strong enough to make enemies tremble in fear.

Seeing the target, Li Renzhao led a group of men to fly close and swoop down. With the wind whistling in his ears, he didn't waste any time and just slashed at it with his sword.

A black light roared out, with flames burning on it, running towards Qiu Yu like a long fire snake, with extremely powerful force.

Qiu Yu didn't make a move. The dew monk on the right roared wildly, waving the bloodthirsty fang in his hand. The same red edge rushed into the air, but compared with it, there was no heat, and it was a bit more weird.

"Bang!"

There was a loud explosion, sharp edges, and the surrounding branches and leaves fell off, as if it were raining.

Monk Luzhu only felt his arms sinking, and he was forced to retreat backwards. He hurriedly stabilized his body and stood up, a look of surprise flashed across his face, what a powerful old thing.

In contrast, Li Renzhao, who was also in the middle stage of Fusion Soul, also swayed, and the mount below also tilted sideways. He obviously couldn't bear it. In other words, if there is no old guy sitting on top, don't look at the purple golden eagle.

It's huge and could kill it in one blow.

Li Renzhao had doubts in his eyes. He felt that this orc was extraordinary. He was as strong as him, and he was so bold. So what if a strong man appeared? I would kill him too!

His face became more ferocious, and he roared: "Go ahead, kill these guys, not a single one will be left alive..."

The captain gave the order, causing a group of guys to feel as excited as chicken blood. They rushed towards the team below. They couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to find pleasure in the killing.

Wei Lirenzhao's face became darker and darker, and when he flipped his wrist, the sword light filled the air and criss-crossed, like a dragnet, and he rushed towards him.

Not to be outdone, Monk Dewdrop waved his bloodthirsty fangs, and the red edge turned into clouds of mist to block in front of him, forming a defense system.


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