"Kill!"

Countless roars and fights roared over this chaotic battlefield.

The sky, which was originally clear, was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder in an instant.

The rain hit his face, and the man on the horse at the head was dressed in a silver-white robe, solemn and cold, and his eyes under the silver armor were bottomless.

Zhan Yunhuang didn't expect that on the first night when she was about to return to the court, the military camp accidentally went to the water, and because of this, her location was exposed, and she was discovered by the retreating enemy army, which caused this disaster.

Seeing the countless soldiers around her fall, her hand holding the long sword clenched even tighter.

Don't let her know who it is.

Otherwise, she would never let him go!

"Your Highness, it's no good, Vadiser has outflanked him from the back with his brigade......" There was a panicked and cramped footsteps in his ears, and the corner of Zhan Yunhuang's mouth sneered.

Wow, I'm waiting for her here.

Who is she? The prince of Yunguo has fought against Yunhuang, fought on the battlefield for decades, fought countless battles, and has not been defeated so far, and is still afraid of the defeat of Vadiser's subordinates?

What a joke!

Zhan Yunhuang smiled contemptuously, rode his war horse alone, and went to the rear.

Posterior.

A group of people rode horses, changing the shame of the defeat the day before, and their majestic and high-spirited appearance seemed to have won the battle.

Vadiser held the big knife and smiled so much that he didn't mention how presumptuous he was: "Ha, yellow-haired child, you still dare to shout at Lao Tzu, and he doesn't look at who Lao Tzu is......"

A group of sycophants around them boasted along the pole, completely forgetting who led them to defeat the day before yesterday.

The sound of horses' hooves met them on a narrow road.

Isn't it Zhan Yunhuang!

Vadiser is now looking at Zhan Yunhuang horizontally and vertically, if it weren't for this stinky boy who suddenly appeared, he would have taken Wuyun Town a long time ago, how could he have lost the first battle in his life?

This is a great shame for him!

Seeing that Zhan Yunhuang actually came to stop his team alone, Vadiser was almost not laughed at angrily: "Stinky boy, I know you to obediently dismount and surrender, otherwise, don't blame Lao Tzu for being unkind to you." ”

Zhan Yunhuang lifted his eyelids and stared at Vadiser nonchalantly, with the gaze of a dead man in his eyes: "How do you want to die." ”

If you are light, you will completely annoy the other party.

Vadiser pointed at Zhan Yunhuang with a big knife, and his appearance of gritting his teeth was very terrifying: "Stinky boy, you have a kind!"

Zhan Yunhuang's back was straight, his hand held the hilt of his sword, and his eyes were as sharp as eagle's eyes.

As everyone knows, Zhan Yunhuang has a killing sword - Fan Lone.

The sword of Van Lin came out, and when he saw the blood sealing his throat, no one could stop him!

However, the sword is easily unsheathed, and once it is unsheathed, there is no chance that the person will survive.

Vadiser shouted, raised his broadsword and rode a bloody horse towards Zhan Yunhuang.

Boom, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, the muddy water under the horses' hooves was splashing everywhere, and the ears were screaming like courage.

Zhan Yunhuang didn't seem to hear anything, and his fingertips rubbed the edge of the scabbard again and again.

The rain blurred the vision, and the sense of hearing became sharper.

The sound of the wind and the rain...... Various sounds are mixed together.

Suddenly, Zhan Yunhuang's ears moved.

When he raised his eyes, the scabbard followed.

Vadiser's broadsword was about to approach the battle cloud phoenix, and he was slashed down with a sword.

There are no fancy moves, some are just a one-move kill.

Until he died, Vadiser was stunned.

A group of people behind him didn't know that their general had lost his life, and they rushed towards Zhan Yunhuang with a shout.

Zhan Yunhuang raised his sword and fell, mercilessly harvesting one head after another like a god of death.

However, who would have thought that this was just the beginning......