Suddenly, a white paper fan appeared in Su Mu's hand, emitting a faint white light, which was a little dazzling in this deep rainy night. And at the moment he waved the fan, time seemed to have stopped...

"Roar~~~~~"

Countless iron cavalry seemed to be at the city, and they had to wipe out the few people in one fell swoop. The empty street in front of the few people was filled with cold air. Every time these dead cavalry stepped forward, the madness in Yao Qiong's eyes became even more serious. He wanted to watch Su Mu, who was also a sorcerer, died tragically under his own magic!

"Hmph!" Su Mu snorted coldly.

"Swish~" A light and light breeze flashed in the rain. Although it was fleeting, the implicit power did not escape Yao Qiong's eyes. Yao Qiong was not nervous because it was completely insufficient to fight against his cavalry formation based on this! This wind sickle that appeared out of thin air seemed to be floating in the rain, swaying, and finally chopped on the vest of the cavalry that was approaching.

"Bang!" Some sparks appeared, and what Yao Qiong couldn't accept was that this simple, seemingly unthreatening blow actually wiped out the bumpy armor block on the vest in an instant.

Before Yao Qiong could digest the shock, there were dazzling halos in front of him, all of which were sharp airflows coming out of the air. Perhaps because of it too fast... He was actually a little bit of a background, but when he realized that these crazy-derived wind sickles were no longer something he could resist...

The huge wind was overwhelmingly overwhelmed, and some debris placed at the corner of the street were cut into pieces. What's even more surprising is that the huge number of iron cavalry in front of me could not move forward a little longer... Yao Qiong hurriedly bent down, looked forward one or two points, and carefully checked through the dense cavalry in front.

However, his confused eyes were instantly occupied by horror, because Su Mu's fan was filled with a thick layer of airflow, which was not that simple. The wind in the middle of this airflow could not be imagined at all. The crisscrossing wind direction made the airflow squeeze wildly, extremely terrifying... The cavalry was just squeezing in front of this airflow, and could not save it at all.

The sickle-eagles that were running wildly around reproduced from it, and halos that made people trance emerged, lying above the cavalry formation, making extremely harsh sounds...

Yao Qiong hurriedly handed a trace of consciousness to Wei's cavalry. After receiving feedback from Yao Qiong, the cavalry carried the huge blade in his hand with a dull and thick body, and slowly penetrated into the wind ball in front of him to see if it could be pierced.

A terrible thing happened... Just after the giant blade's tip just entered the wind ball, which looked very gentle from the outside, the cavalry's hands began to tremble involuntarily... It was not thought that it was fear from the heart, but that the huge blade that had entered the wind ball had dominated the entire arm!

Yao Qiong obviously felt something was wrong. He just planned to convey his consciousness and let the cavalry pull back the giant blade and make plans, but... he found that the link between him and the cavalry's consciousness... no longer exists... A bad premonition surged into his heart.

"There is no need for this kind of evil trick..." Su Mu said coldly, his eyes still had no trace of color. The paper fan seemed light, but in fact it fell heavily.

"Buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz

"Ha! Ha!" Yao Qiong covered his neck with a red face, looking ferociously at Su Mu, who was across from several cavalrymen, and the subordinates of the Fengshen Alliance, all hid firmly behind the huge prison cart not far away, and looked at the situation on the scene. This kind of scene is no longer something that they can interfere with as soldiers.

Just when they were secretly happy that they could hide behind the prison cart to save their lives, the sudden pressure caused them to kill them. They all had red faces and thick necks.

Suddenly, the sickle weasel that was rushing down from the sky suddenly fell down. Its momentum was almost over the raindrops falling from the sky. It was dense and difficult to see clearly. The terriblely sharp sickle weasel hit the cavalry desperately.

Suddenly, sparks flew everywhere, like rain of fire. These cavalrymen would not scream, and could only wander around in this unusable street, because they also had some consciousness conveyed by Yao Qiong.

Pieces of armor fell off their bodies and turned into a burst of black smoke and disappeared. Gradually, as the attack of the schini weasel became more rapid, these cavalry began to reveal their true appearance, pairs of iron cavalry and generals who had lost their armor protection, and the bones without physical support were exposed to everyone's sight...

Su Mu's "Breaking the Four Kills" is terrible. Once used, unless these evil and filthy things completely disappear, there will be no stop at all. At the same time, the power of Breaking the Four Kills is gradually increasing! Only a short fan! The army that symbolized death of Yao Qiong began to collapse. It is hard to imagine what would happen if another attack appeared...

Seeing that the situation was very anxious, Yao Qiong clasped his hands together and buckled them tightly. Blue veins began to burst out on his forehead and shoulders. The cavalry gradually stopped, and the armor on his body was growing again, and it seemed to be stronger than before.

"Hehehehe!" Yao Qiong's face began to smile and play with her.

The crazy attack of the schizartae began to cause too much damage to these cavalry, but it just slid down from the armor, causing a spark. Suddenly, the cavalry seemed to be awakened again, slowly stopped and twisted their bodies, pulling the reins of the chains, and facing Su Mu again, with a very cold breath.

Ye Xuan, Lin Yu, Xie Tianen looked at each other and was shocked, and set off to take action!

However, Su Mu naturally took a step forward and swung it out. The huge wind ball in front of him suddenly broke, and a more powerful sickle weasel suddenly appeared, and rushed towards the army of death one after another. This heart-pounding whistling sound was like thousands of roars of ghosts in hell...

Each sickle weasel was expanding several times compared to before! In the army of the opponent full of cold and cold, it was like cutting grass, and it was no longer stalemate. Instead, it was just like contacting it, it was like cutting across the water surface and cutting straight... unstoppable.

"How is that possible!" Yao Qiong on this side was about to break up and could not interfere with the terror of this bombardment. He wanted to stop it, but he had no ability at all! The terrifying sickle weasel broke through the army's camp and attacked him.

When the whole person was nervous, he began to retreat, and he sat down on the ground without stepping on it... and the sickle weasels did not kill him, but appeared one by one, making a clear cry and then disappeared, just laughing at him!! Yao Qiong's anger arises from his heart...

"You..." He was just about to scold Su Mu, but found that he communicated through the book of life and death that there was no shadow in the death cavalry formation summoned in the underworld. Even a trace of wreckage was left. Only the sickle weasel was whistling back and forth on the bare street.

Yao Qiong's pupils shrank, and she retreated frantically on the ground in a mess, and shouted, "What are you doing for? Do it! Do it!" He said this to the subordinates hiding behind the prison car, because... Xie Tianen, Ye Xuan, and Lin Yu had disappeared behind Su Mu, and they didn't know where to go.

Yao Qiong is even a fool who knows that if he loses the protection of the death army, the three of them are going to take action!

On the other hand, Chu Zifeng stood quietly on a plain outside Caojia Village, endlessly looking away. The northern city of the building belonged to was desolate... and opposite him was Park Li, who was a little embarrassed.

Halfway through, Park Li turned his body to the death, changed his passive body, and drove wildly towards the village. He knew that the farther the battle, the better... He didn't want to know how he called the name of the ghost general!

"Boy! Report your name! I'm an undead ghost under the knife!" Park Li said with lingering fear, and he didn't know how to put the dragon-toothed sword in his hand.

But Chu Zifeng didn't look at him at all, but looked deeply at the sky filled with a glimmer of dawn in the distance. For some reason, the rain cloud above their heads stayed here no matter what. Chu Zifeng sighed lightly, maybe this was the sorrow of heaven...

Retracting his eyes, Chu Zifeng looked at Park Li and said, "Why do you want to harm others?" This sentence was not angry at all, but it was more like a question. Park Li was surprised. How could this young boy suddenly have a heart-to-heart relationship with him? He just planned to threaten Chu Zifeng with haha, but when he saw the suppressed anger deep in Chu Zifeng's eyes, he obediently closed his mouth again. How could there be such a terrible person?

"You... don't talk to me this nonsense! I'll ask what your name is!" Park Li said, swallowing and spitting.

"Oh...Why are there always so many scumbags in the world?" Chu Zifeng shook his head and said with a laugh.

Park Li was angry with this expression. No matter how much she said she was a master, how could she be despised by this kid as such, and she was immediately angry, "I'm asking you! What's your name?"

"Ha...Chu Zifeng..." Chu Zifeng chuckled.

"Hahaha! Remember! You died today under the sword of the Ghost General Beitangkou, the Fen Shen Alliance, and it's not unfair!" As Park Li spoke, the Dragon-Take Knife in his hand drew a circle in the air, turned it into another hand, looking at Chu Zifeng with a little proud look.

"Which one are you ranked in the mouth of the Siguotang?" Suddenly, Chu Zifeng asked such a question unpredictably.

"That's... why do I have to answer you!" Park Li suddenly stopped and realized that he was stupid. He drew his sword and ran forward. A violent knife fell from the sky, with some dragon roaring sounds...
Chapter completed!