The cavalry in front of him couldn't help but be stunned when he saw such a trick as the big cannibal, and at the same time he was stunned, but he was a little at a loss, thinking that since the horses would be frightened by the big cannibals, they didn't get off the horse to fight, Yun Ciyang on horseback stabbed the spear in his hand back, and just hit a big cannibal who wanted to sneak attack, watching many soldiers dismount, he couldn't help frowning, and shouted: "What are you doing!" ”

However, the sound of the battle shook the sky, and not many people could hear Yun Ciyang's voice clearly.

On the battlefield, horses are their best combat partners, which is clearly written on the first page of the martial arts handed down by the Yun family.

The Yun family has its own set of marksmanship, such as sudging, stabbing, picking, and slashing, how to exert force, how to train speed and accuracy, all of which are almost rigid, and there is one of the most important rules - do not easily dismount in battle.

Because this set of marksmanship is completely customized according to the horse battle, once dismounted, many moves will not be able to play its original level.

The enemy's blood splashed on his face, but Yun Ciyang had already been able to do it without blinking his eyes, turning his horse's head and continuing to move forward, in the past month, Yun Ciyang, who had never experienced actual combat before, said that he wanted to ask Yun Juncheng for advice or two, has accumulated a lot of experience from a person who can only "talk on paper", and has successfully transformed into a qualified young general.

"Get on board!" Yun Ciyang tightened the reins, swept a big cannibal with a shot, and said to the dismounted soldier, before he could say anything, another big food soldier rushed to the back of the man like a ghost, two scimitars were directly buckled on the spear in the man's hand, and almost effortlessly pulled the weapon in his hand to his side, Yun Ciyang just resisted a move, and the original life lay on the ground, silent.

The battle was fierce, all the way to the door of Feng Zhao's house, but the situation on the side of Da Shi was not calm.

Sinsa slowly walked up the steps, walking along the seemingly endless road, looking at the flames burning on both sides, without saying a word. I don't know how long I walked, but finally there was an arched door in front of me, decorated with gold edges, and the center of the door was also carved with the same sun and moon-like pattern as on the altar.

The sound of the door opening was heavy, like moving a large stone, and before the door was fully opened, Sinsa thought silently about many things in his heart.

"When the Jokhang people invaded Jinwen and looted on a large scale, they wouldn't have thought of today's day."

"In this world, there are indeed no gods, let alone any saints, but if I want to return to the country, I must do this, in the name of the saint, to attract the hearts of ninjas."

"Hopefully, she won't blame me."

The door suddenly opened, and when he saw the empty position in the center, Sinsa was taken aback, looked around left and right, and stepped into the hall for a long time before he was sure that there was really no one in the hall.

Before he could turn around, the sound of whirring wind sounded in his ears, and Beiluo, who was wearing a hood, slowly walked out from behind a stone, the golden shape on his forehead seemed to be shining, and turned the scimitar in his hand, "Are you looking for me?" ”

Sinsa forced a smile, "The Holy Maiden should stay in the temple. ”

"But I don't want to stay there." Bei Luo raised her hand and pointed the knife in her hand at Sinsa.

Xin Sa smiled lightly, looked sideways at the red opal inlaid on the cane, raised her hand and stroked it gently, as if looking at a treasure, "Does the saint think that I am a wizard who can only divination?" ”

In fact, Bei Luo was able to remember some of the past memories, which was already very surprising to Xin Sa, not to mention, this afternoon, he forcibly wanted to delete her memories, not only was Bei Luo dodged, she also seemed to have gained some kind of power, but this did not affect Xin Sa to face her head-on.

The temple is a place where the saint is alone, and no one can enter without the permission of the saint except for the sorcerer, unless they break in.

At this time, in the temple, only Sinsa and Beiluo stood facing each other, and the smell of gunpowder was pervasive, as if it was about to explode.

Suspecting that the veil on her face was too troublesome, Bei Luo ripped it off, what Xin Sa said before that the saint could not be easily looked at by people, it was nothing more than some lies that coaxed her to say, Xin Sa did this for the purpose of being afraid that someone she knew before would find her.

Hearing that Caroqi led his troops to attack Feng Zhao again tonight, Bei Luo naturally wanted to give Feng Zhao an explanation, and with a light step, the cold light on the blade illuminated the surrounding sand, and the scimitar with light and shadow slashed mercilessly at Xin Sa's shoulder, like a burning flame.

Sinsa's eyes lit up, the cane hit the ground, making a dull sound, and he took a step back sharply, and the seemingly heavy cane slanted, blocking in front of the scimitar, and the silver ornament on the cane of the landing hit rattled, and when he looked at it again, there were long marks on the opal.

Beiluo's figure on the opposite side swayed, and suddenly disappeared in front of Xinsa, who could only look at a burst of flying sand and stones under his feet in a daze, yellow sand flying, and before he turned his head, he heard Jin Ling's sound, and the cold knife was on his neck, before Beiluo could speak, Xinsa suddenly closed his eyes, and the opal on the cane gradually fell off, floating in the air, and soon, it turned into sporadic sparks, surrounding Beiluo's side, Xinsa shouted: "The saint is dyed with karmic fire, she has fallen into the devil, and she must not be a cronie!" ”

The fire acting disciples outside heard Xinsa's voice coming from inside the temple, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, and they ran in the direction of the temple one after another, Bei Luo didn't have the heart to think about what the "karmic fire" he said in his mouth was, and mercilessly, cut Xin Sa's neck, and turned to look at the fire acting disciples who came from Fang.

The disciples looked at each other, remembering what Xin Sa said before he died, and they all felt that Beiluo had gone mad, and they didn't care whether she was a saint or not, so they raised their knives to each other.

And Bei Luo had already made up her mind to go out of the temple today, and no one could stop her. But after all, these flame-acting disciples had also been deceived by Xinsa before, and Beiluo's subordinates still showed mercy and did not force them to their deaths.

However, Beiluo's kindness did not seem to be exchanged for their understanding, instead, to attract a deadly attack, Beiluo couldn't dodge, and was cut by the scimitar on the sleeve, and then, blood quickly spread on the white sleeve, Beiluo gritted her teeth, and was not merciful, and swung her knife at them.

The red fireflies formed by the opal fragments could not last long, and soon faded and disappeared at some point. Beiluo, who was in the fight, was also slashed just now, and the blood gradually flowed out of her body, and she didn't know her physical strength, and even looked up at the situation in front of her and felt that a figure was divided into two, and she was dizzy. [End of Chapter]