The sound of horses' hooves sounded, and in such a night, it was unusually clear, and the crowd boiled and prayed one after another, as if waiting for a god to save the world. The fires everywhere didn't shine far, and the air was filled with a foul smell.

A group of cavalry warriors appeared in the sight, led by a young man, his pitch-black spear tightly held by his white right hand, as if he had just experienced a fierce battle, his delicate battle armor was covered with blood, and his pale face was cold and cold. Two burly horsemen followed behind him, their sabers in their hands glowing with a cold cold light, and then a little girl came into view, her beautiful face full of horror, and her body trembling slightly. The cavalry of the brigade followed closely behind, keeping guard in an orderly manner.

Immortal recognized the golden badge of the tiger and leopard on the chest of the cavalry, "Tiger and leopard ride!" Doubts instantly piled up on his face, and he raised his knife and slashed the charm in front of him, and the cold sword light forced the charm group back.

The young man in the lead looked coldly at the battle in front of him, he didn't mean to stop, but he was a little surprised, he reined in his horse and followed the little girl side by side, his pitch-black spear maintaining an offensive posture. The tiger and leopard cavalry tried their best to keep on guard, surrounding the leader in the center.

Finally, a ghost broke through the air, approaching the leading young man, the gray shadow dragged behind, the cavalry raised their guns to meet the battle, the cold spear edge blocked the ghost's action, leaving a sharp cold light in the air, and some green liquid fell down the spear edge.

More charms pressed towards the cavalry, who seemed to have a burning hatred for all living people in the world, longing for their blood and life. The cavalrymen had no choice but to swing their spears in response, and their movements were swift and frequent, their spears breaking through the air, accurately blocking the ghost's attack.

Yin Immortal couldn't help but praise: "Bu Yi is one of the most famous cavalry in the entire Hanyu, even if he is facing Mei, he does not have the slightest panic. ”

The young man glanced at him, his cold gaze did not show the slightest expression, he turned back to the two burly attendants and said, "Jing Yuan, Jing Han, take a hundred tigers and leopards to ride, take Miss Youruo away, go to Xiliang City, and I will come later." ”

"Brother Zizhen, what about you?" asked Yu Ruo in horror as she looked at the gray shadows everywhere.

Ying Zizhen looked down at the Soul Eater Spear in his hand, as if saying to himself: "Are you calling me?" The Soul Eater Spear trembled slightly, glowing with a chilling brilliance.

A group of horsemen led the little girl away, their spears piercing through the charms that followed. Ying Zizhen looked at the direction in which they disappeared, his face full of coldness. The remaining three hundred cavalry entered the offensive in an instant, and the battle began in silence, no one spoke, only a cold whistling.

Win Zizhen urged the war horse to attack the charm group in the distance, he always kept the most dangerous place to himself, the desolate whistling sound of the soul devouring gun floated around, the spear drew a beautiful arc in the air, with the power of thunder, the impact of the war horse was exerted, the charm group scattered to avoid the cold spear, and the charm that was not too late to dodge was instantly wiped out in the air, and the fierce laughter of the charm group seemed to pierce people's eardrums.

Wind and dust staggered up, his head seemed to hit something hard, blood ran down his forehead, stained half of his face, he spat out a mouthful of blood, the wound on his arm pierced the heart, and the blood fell gently from his fingertips. The charms gathered from all around, gray and misty, and they approached cautiously, their hollow eyes flashing with a strange green light.

Eric took a vertical leap and flashed beside the wind and dust, a huge wave of qi rolled around the two of them, fierce thunder and lightning fell all around, and dazzling electric light spread in the charm group.

"Hold on, it's still an hour before dawn. Eric looked at the wind and dust, but it seemed to be saying to himself, the spiritual power consumption was huge, he gasped for breath, trying to adjust his breathing.

Feng Chenyang wiped a handful of blood from his face, and the tiger's mouth was still aching, and he said to Eric, "I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me." There was a hint of stubbornness in his dark eyes, and the wound on his arm was deep and bleeding. He tore off a corpse's robe and quickly bandaged the wounds, and the white cloth was instantly soaked in blood and turned crimson.

Andrew stood in mid-air, his cold eyes wandering around, as sharp as an eagle in the sky. He slowly turned his gaze, under the dark sky, it was full of all kinds of colors, the knife and the gun were cold, and the blade light flashed and disappeared in the dark night. He looked up to the east again, it was still pitch black, and he scurried vertically, his golden shield dazzling in the air, and he had to hold on and exert all his strength.

The tiger and leopard rode silently and charged, with a kind of courage and courage to die in his eyes, the war horse was broken open belly, making a tragic neighing sound, the tiger and leopard rider who lost the war horse could only fight on foot, following behind Win Zizhen, the spear in his hand was always cold, the sharp spear blade swept in the charm group, and the injured charm group hurriedly retreated, under such a formation, the charm attack was a little sluggish. Winner Zizhen rushed to the front of the queue, the cold spear blade wrapped in a huge murderous aura slashed in the charm group, and the empty clear roar filled the surroundings.

The fierce battle in the distance was still going on, and Yin Li and Pasha were standing at the gates of Riverrun, their faces cold. In the distance behind him, there was no trace of the charm in the dense forest, and it was obvious that all the charms that came out of the forest had been suppressed on the plain. Pasha looked at the pitch-black tent set up not far from the battlefield, and felt a little worried in his heart.

Everyone is waiting for the dawn, anxious but helpless, never so eager for the dawn now, the time seems to be getting longer and longer.

Wind Dust Yang and Eric leaned back together, trying to resist the sudden attack of the ghost, Wind Dust Yang touched Eric with his elbow and said, "Friend, you have to protect my body that is taller than you, I think half of my body is very insecure, you have given me reliable hope, but I must protect it." ”

Eric threw the flames at the flamboyant group, ignoring him. Feng Chenyang joked again: "You talk, at least you have to let me know that you are still alive." Andrew landed lightly from the air and stood with them, and there were more and more phantoms around them, enclosing them in the center, and the range gradually narrowed.

Andrew urged the spiritual power, and a golden light wave emanated from the palm of his hand, whistling and spreading around. "We're going to join up with General Ying, and we're standing in the middle of these charms when it's about to dawn, and we're afraid it's very dangerous. ”。

Feng Chenyang said to Andrew: "I saw a very different charm, it should be their leader, but unfortunately she escaped." I've fought them in the backwater swamp, and I haven't seen anything like it. ”

They retreated slowly, and Andrew made a difficult way out of the flames, and the wind and dust were on guard, and the spear was drawn out as he retreated, and the dragon chanting spear drew a trail in the air, gorgeous and cold. Eric summoned lightning bolts to slash around the group, enveloping the trio in it.