On both sides of the slope of the valley entrance, there were suddenly more than 200 ambushers standing straight and raised their hands. They were arching and arrows were thrown under the army of an old general on the left and a young man with black face on the right. The arrow was falling into the warm sky and raindrops.

The Turkic cavalry who was like a dragon was rushing to death by the dozens of human corpses and horses piled up in real wood piles, who would not have expected that disaster would fall from the sky.

For a moment, countless people were shot and screamed and turned over and fell off the horse.

Few Turkic cavalry in front survived and were still shot into the ground even if they were not dead. The horses without owners and ventilated in the greenhouse jumped around and ran around, frightened and broke into the forest, and rushed forward and rushed forward, and were shot in arrows and screamed and flew backwards. Although several uninjured Turkic cavalry could not control themselves in some chaos.

The cavalry team behind was suddenly rioted and forced to stop temporarily. With the scolding of several Turkic masters, they could still maintain their formation without losing. The Turkic cavalry immediately took off their bent bows and wanted to take revenge on the shooting and rode forward without hesitation, but the figures on the hillside had long disappeared.

The Turkic cavalry shot several arrows at the mountain cities on both sides without any resounding.

Tiexiong saw the most clearly that there were hundreds of horses in front of him, led and driven by dozens of people, and the vast majority of horses were not empty. The cunning Central Plains people had ambushed on both sides of the hillside in the morning to ambush their cavalry dragons. Because it was not uncommon for a while, the front of the entire Turkic team had already made the enemy ambush successfully. One side suffered at least two hundred people, but the other side had no damage.

This is the first time that Tiexiong has fought such a cowardly battle like a bit humiliating.

He roared violently and came like the moon breaking through the sky.

The long sword came like a surging river. Its momentum was fast, like a waterfall, like a lake, like a gorge. It was usually like a crossing, like an angry tide, like a stream. There were six kinds of changes in the sword, such as unpredictable, and the meaning was heavy, like a cycle of reincarnation.

Tiexiong felt that the other party had different types of sects at the intersection of swords and swords. The force of his storm was transferred to pieces without traces. Then the young man's sword light light flashed. He broke through the sword force and then formed a lotus seal on his hand and then tied a lotus seal on the long sword. Finally, he turned the sword into a huge circle and passed through it.

When the young man held his sword and stood in his hand, he held the seal of wisdom. Tiexiong felt that he felt a little pain at the top of his head, between his eyebrows, throat, heart, navel, lower abdomen, and vital points, and then a mouthful of blood was gushing out. Although he struggled hard, he couldn't help but reduce his strength in his whole body. He knelt down in front of the young man with his knees.

The last sentence he heard was that very heroic young man said: The first attack of "The Great Method of Change of Day" will give you. I hope you are satisfied with this little gift. Tiexiong slowly fell down. His sky was completely dark. The soul was about to slide out in the gaps. The last thought flashed through his mind was that the Han people were indeed cunning.

"Get out!" Ba Fenghan swung his sword and attacked the golden spear thousands of times. The sparks that exploded were like fire trees and silver flowers.

However, Mei Xun's face was as heavy as water. He didn't hum. The golden spear in his hand was like a poisonous snake and he spitted it around Ba Fenghan and refused to let him leave this place easily. Not far away, the talisman really waved a big axe to come.

And a little further away, Mei Tian jumped over the ground with his eyebrows and sticks.

Although this golden spear was not the golden spear that fought against Song Shidao that day without carving dragons and phoenixes, its power was not reduced at all. If the head of the Nanhai Sect was not severely injured before, Ba Fenghan was not as easy to beat. The Mei Tiandan, the skill of the clan was still above Mei Xun, the head of Mei Xun. He flew into the sky and hit the sky like a pillar that raised the sky.

The feet of Ba Fenghan transformed into a circle and spiral and almost avoided the attack that caused the "Demon Moon Series" and made a series of wonderful steps. Although he could not escape the pursuit of Mei Tian, ​​he always passed by Mei Tian and Mei Xun. A group of gun-holding soldiers surrounded him and saw that Ba Fenghan turned to this side and all resisted with guns.

Ba Fenghan slid and crashed into the gun array.

For a moment, the body was broken and the human head was rolling with blood in the neck, and the screams were constantly spraying.

When this killer rushed out from the other side, there were two gun holes in his north. There were a few more long needles on the shoulders. The blood gushed out of his body dyed his entire back, but his face was cool and there was no movement at all. The sword in his hand was as clear as a new blood, even though his head, face and clothes were all dirty blood from others.

There was someone in the sky with Fu Zhen's giant axe in his hand slashing down to create the world.

"Who else can save you today?" Chao Gongcuo, the immortal man from the South China Sea, held a blue wave sword in his hand and drowned heavily with the turbid waves.

Xu Ziling fought against him for many times and had been trapped in the green net. He had been surrounded by more than 200 gun-carried soldiers. I was probably going to have to put wings on him.

"What are you waiting for? Ba Fenghan?" Chao Gongcuo, the immortal man from the South China Sea, turned over in the air and eliminated Xu Ziling's strength and attacked wildly. He laughed and said, "Don't worry, he will have to go on the road in one step long ago." Bibo's true energy was like a huge vortex. Xu Ziling's well Zhongyue, the sword force that was both the bank of transportation and the domineering force gently pushed Xu Ziling back to the ground.

"Mei Tian and Mei Xun?" When Xu Ziling heard this, he really had an unnatural look on his face and took out the Star Change Dagger again.

"The war over there will be over soon." Chao Gongcuo, the immortal man from the South China Sea, roared and ordered: "Even if you die, you will be surrounded by me. This gangster must die here today! Look at the knife."

"So you want to delay time?" Xu Ziling's expression changed slightly and said, "It's so fucking!"

"Nonsense." Chao Gongcuo, the immortal man from the South China Sea, would not care about anything at this time in order to kill Xu Ziling. The sound of killing in the valley shook the sky and screamed in the bottom of the valley, as if fighting was lively, but Chao Gong was not familiar with it. His task was to delay time. His whole mind was only on how to kill this young and threatening opponent instead of caring about the battle below.

The Bibo Knife and the Jing Zhongyue are both treasure swords and the two swords intersect and do not distinguish between good and bad.

Chao Gongcuo, the immortal man from the South China Sea, took the archer and took the windmill to take turns holding a knife and intersected the moon in Xu Ziling's well. Will he easily fight Xu Ziling with a tough move. For Xu Ziling's strange reversal. Chao Gongcuo suffered a lot, he didn't want Bing to get his own Bibo sword. If he hadn't been on guard against Xu Ziling's even stranger cold and hot true qi, I believe that he could steadily suppress Xu Ziling's after all, his Bibo sword is also a treasure that can destroy his Bibo sword.

Chao Gongcuo laughed loudly and looked at Xu Ziling who was anxious and anxious, but he couldn't break out of the pleasure in Okuma's heart. It could be said that he had wiped out the previous pain.

What else is happier than seeing enemies go to the fore?

He was not polite to foreigners Song Shidao. His hand was definitely not the hand of a sour and corrupt scholar, but the hand of the Avengers who held the punishment.

The Five Barbarians invaded China a hundred years ago and the blood flowed into the Central Plains. The emperor of the Central Plains was the son of the Hu people and wolf lords. The Han people almost wiped out foreign races and almost wiped out the roots. The enslavement and assimilation of foreign races. The Song family, who insisted on the orthodox Han people, learned the most about how to keep their ancestors away and expel foreign enemies.

Song Shidao is also a young man with a boiling blood that is no less than any young man.

But he is a peaceful person by nature and is not willing to fight with his fellow tribesmen. But he is definitely not a cowardly person, he is the son of Tiandao.

He cut off the level of the fierce lion Iron Hero with one sword and shouted lowly, "Shoot the arrow." Dozens of cavalry had already removed their bows and arrows and flew out as soon as they heard the order. The Turks rode their horses and trampled on their companions' corpses. The wooden zero-cross detectors ran down, but the arrows were faster than them.

Dozens of arrows flew over and shot them down one by one.

The fastest rider was less than twenty feet away from Song Shidao. The scimitar in his hand shone in the sun. However, he had no chance to wave the sharp sabre again because a strong arrow had already shot him up and nailed him to the bottom of a tree nearly ten feet away.

"Get on the horse." Song Shidao waved his hand and asked the soldiers who had retreated from the slope to quickly get on the horse and shouted softly: "Wheel shot."

There were hundreds of people on the slope waiting quietly for their targets. Their target was more and more Turkic people rushing like oil. Several soldiers were hit by arrows shot down by Turkic people on their bodies or legs, and their faces were twitching and sweating profusely, but they forced to support and not hum. Is there any tough guy among the Turkic people?

Xuan Yong asked these soldiers to cut off the arrow clusters and the wounds were shallow, and forced to pull out the arrows and bandage them.

On the other hand, Yang Gongqing's troops were better and less injured.

The long dragons in the small valley remained unabated. Although the Wagang army was about to fall behind, the Turks rushed over like a businessman, and they threw arrows to both sides while rushing toward the mountain of corpses that had been piled up high. Blindly shot arrows at Song Shidao. In front of them, some brave men were riding their faces with blood tumbling in their faces. On the way, the mountain of corpses was riding their horses and shooting at the entrance of the valley.

These people and archery skills are both good, but they lose the benefits of the terrain, which makes Song Shidao penetrate his heart with one arrow.

Song Shidao's side had insufficient round-rotation soldiers, but the concentration and continuous bows and arrows were far better than the gathering of Turkic people. Although there were people who were shot from time to time, too many were shot. If it was not a trauma, most of them would not have any life worries. Song Shidao used up all the white feather arrows and held the sword in his hand to pick up the arrows falling in the sky, waiting for the fighter plane.

"Shoot the arrow." With the gesture of returning from both sides, Song Shidao once again let the people on both sides take action with a low voice.

Xuan Yong and Yang Gongqing on the slopes on both sides each led 100 most elite soldiers to jump up and shoot down the mountain. Although there was insufficient manpower, the Turks gathered more and more densely at this time, under the volley of this volley was like hell on earth. Especially the Turkic soldiers who rushed up to the Mudui Zishan at the same time before they could fly out the powerful arrows in their hands, the rain of arrows poured down on the top of the Mudui Zishan and added a layer of height to the small corpse mountain.

There are still thousands of Turks, but they cannot unfold their teams as long as snakes, and they cannot gather the strength of everyone to attack. Everyone was blocked in the valley and could not move forward and retreat. The corpse god was furious. Looking at another rain of arrows in front of them, another large group of people fell to the ground, and another group of horses jumped in a mess. The Turkic soldiers' eyes were red like wounded wolf almost dripping blood.

The valley mouth used to design the other party was asked to calculate him. Wang Bodang, who had been lying in the formation, rushed to the scene and couldn't help but gasp when he saw it.

This small valley is rich in front and narrow in the back. If the enemy is trapped, it will be difficult to easily escape from the narrow valley entrance on this side. The elite cavalry on his side suddenly chased after him. With the huge number of people, the horses are quick to follow and catch up to catch up and take the opportunity to kill and annihilate the opponent one by one. Du Gan's Mu army and Yan Lihui army encircled both sides, so that all the fish that escaped the net could be captured. The original perfect plan is now inexplicably beaten into the iron hero like this, which is like a pig-headed iron hero?

"Cuckold Turtle." Xu Ziling suddenly laughed and said, "I won't play with you anymore."

Xu Ziling smiled so mysteriously that Chao Gongcuo couldn't help but be stunned.
Chapter completed!