Li Dongkui was over 60 years old and had already retired to the deep mountains and forests and was unwilling to ask about the world again, but he became involved with Ye Qingyue. Not only did he teach all his skills, but after learning that Ye Qingyue led his troops to attack Nanzhao, he was even willing to join the game to help his beloved disciple.

Ordinary soldiers are simply vulnerable compared to martial arts masters with unique skills. However, it is not appropriate for people from the world to enter the battle between the two countries. Therefore, if they were not facing a life-and-death juncture, Li Dongkui would not take action easily, and most of the time they followed Ye Qingyue.

Today's battle, Cen Tao and He

It made the Xiwu army so well that it still stuck in the mud and was unable to move.

Cen Tao's soldiers followed him for many years, with a very good tacit understanding, smooth and easy to advance and retreat, and few loopholes to catch, but today is slightly different. The left front wing was replaced by Lewu's command. Lewu is a man who is irritable and eager to advance, and is very happy to fight. He is keen on fighting with Cen Tao, and his approach to advance and retreat is completely unresponsive to the military use of Cen Tao.

Le Wu barely obeyed Cen Tao, but the rhythm of using troops on the left front wing was still slightly obscure. Ye Qingyue caught the flaws and quickly changed the military formation with Li Dongkui's ability to move freely, killing Cen Tao off guard.

"Li, Mr. Li?" The soldier seemed to be frightened and looked confused.

Ye Qingyue threw the man away, turned the reins to the horse's head, and ordered Message: "You arrange for the soldiers to evacuate quickly, I'll pick up the sir!"

"Prince, Prince!" Mi Xiang couldn't stop him and slapped his thigh in annoyance. He shouldered the heavy responsibility and had to take into account the overall situation.

At this time, the sky had completely darkened. Affected by the sandstorm, people's visible vision became very narrow. Along the way, there were soldiers running around, including those from Xiwu in Nanzhao, which were all mixed into a pot of mixed porridge.

The howling wind was mixed with chaotic footsteps and panic shouts. At first, the huge bucket-shaped sand circle was only a thin layer on the periphery.

The closer to the sand circle, the stronger the wind. Ye Qingyue was covered in sand and soil on her head and face, and she barely opened her eyes and found that it was less than thirty meters away from the sand circle.

He was shocked.

From a distance, the sand ring seemed to be still. After waiting to touch it, I realized that the huge sand ring was rotating at an extremely fast speed.

It keeps rotating and constantly building up the sand grains to expand the team. No wonder the originally thin outer wall becomes thicker and thicker, and the range becomes larger and larger.

Ye Qingyue didn't know what was going on in the sand circle, so she could only feel the soft desert under her feet undulating violently, surging like a shock wave in a heavy rain.

Although the silly boy Ye Jin became the cold-faced prince Ye Qingyue, there is always a softness in his heart that has not changed.

Ye Qingyue tightened her armor, put down the cover on her helmet, "take a few steps back, and rushed into the sand circle quickly!

The high-speed rotating sand scraped the iron armor and made a harsh grinding sound.

Ye Qingyue didn't dare to open her eyes and tried her best to squeeze in. Perhaps it was only a moment, but it was so long.

Finally, the huge pressure on the body was gone.

Two worlds inside and outside the sand circle.

There is no wind, no sand, only wail.

Sinking.[

Ye Qingyue saw the first time she saw what was a sinking place.

The desert turned into a evil beast, constantly devouring life. The soldiers were wailing, but they were unable to escape from the power of the sea of ​​sand. In the end, the yellow sand was overwhelmed and there was no more noise...
Chapter completed!